Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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The director on the opposite side listened to nodding, and then the director's prompt made him stare straight at the little girl with braided eyes in front of him.

"I will remind you in due course, you can start with this classmate Wang Xiaoya..."

Sure enough, he was a leader, and he was very visionary.

After squatting in Qin Guan's perfect home for many days, he could not find a breakthrough executive director, so he hit his mind on Wang Xiaoya.

This little Nizi patted her breast, and she should bear it in one bite. It seems that she will grow up and go to a matchmaking office, and she can make a gold medal.

So this is also the reason why Zhou Jing and Li Jian dragged Qin Guan here. Watching business chats is auxiliary. The real purpose is for the recording site of the TV station not far behind this yard.

After listening to the causes and consequences of all the people around him, Qin Guan sitting in a chair fell into a state of slackness.

"The place where every elementary school went to the chorus when we were young?"

"um hum…"

In an era when white flour was painted, a red face was painted, a white shirt was on the top, and blue pants were on the bottom, Qin Guan's heart immediately flooded.

"That little hall is still like that?"

"It's not bad, even the unfilled pit on the side of the backstage."

Hearing Qin Guan here, he stood up from his chair with a whizz, and confirmed again to the person in a room: "Just record a show? Not live?"

"Recording, not live!"

"If it's inconvenient for you, you know how easy the party there is..."

Before Jing Jing's embarrassing words were finished, he was stopped by his friend's hand: "What are you waiting for, hurry and go, I want to die of the folding chairs underneath."

In the former auditorium, the fixed audience chair was not a folding chair like a soft bottom sofa in a movie theater. It was really a curve made of wood and sat up.

In winter, when I just sit up, it is really frozen!

One of the people in the room who got Qin Guan's approval, one by one, followed Qin Guan towards the small auditorium of the TV station. At the end, Zhou Jing, who locked the door at the end, unconsciously smiled.

Qin Guan hasn't changed at all, just like when he graduated from high school, his heart is still so soft.

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Passing through the wooden paint-dropped door of the alley, I came to the little auditorium in my memory.

At this time, the actors, directors, and presenters who got the news, together with the uncle who was on duty during the holiday, stood at the entrance of the small auditorium and probed the brain.

When he was convinced that the tall man who came slowly was Qin Guan, their Y City Star, the party director who could not conceal his joy, stepped forward in one arrow.

"Hello! Comrade Qin Guan, thank you for your support of the Quyi culture cause in Y City!"

Qin Guan, who was holding his hands passionately, a moment of congestion, can he say that he actually came to miss the taste of his childhood?

Certainly not, because the current successor of the motherland, Wang Xiaoya, squeezed out of a thigh gap and ran into the arms of the handsome unbounded uncle.

"Uncle Qin Guan!"

"Oh, little girl!"

Qin Guan took the light car and took it to his arm, and one took him up.

The fat Li Jian on the side squeezed in the direction of Cong Nianwei: "I see it, it's definitely for the preparation of being a father, and holding the children is a skilled job."

"I said that your time is not too short. Just get married at about the same time!"

Cong Nianwei raised an eyebrow at Li Jian, and remembered the little Li Zi who was overjoyed. This was the cold leader of their high mountain. In the calmest eyes, Li Jian couldn't help but cold. trembling.

Qin Guan, who has been spontaneously surrounded by the staff, walked into the rehearsal venue of the small auditorium accompanied by the director.

"Our Lantern Festival Gala is a recording and broadcasting method. Every program has a chance to be remade, and then the most exciting clips will be edited and played for the old and young people in Y City. Party?"

"Of course, it would be embarrassing to invite you to come and participate in our party, although the funds in the station are a little tight, but we are also a regular column, and the horse and carriage fees must not be less!"

Listening to the director using the most rustic folk sound, introducing the situation on the stage, lest he aggrieved himself, and felt very moved when he came to such a small stage, making Qin Guan's heart warm. .

This is an honest person.

So you can't be too perfunctory as a member of City Y, right?

Qin Guan, who let Wang Xiaoya down and let her go to the side, treated the recording of the party as her most serious job.

"So, director, what show do I need to perform?"

"Whatever you are good at, you will perform what you want. Don't be afraid. If we don't have special skills, we can come up with a poem recitation."

As long as it is Qin Guan's face, this person appears in the lens, that is, recite Tang poetry, he is seen by everyone.

And Qin Guan, who is whispering about the choice of the program with the director, saw the wonderful dialogue between Wang Xiaoya and the culprit who can appear here.

"Grandpa, I didn't brag, you see Uncle Qin is coming.."

"Come and come, nothing more than singing and dancing. What does it have to do with our dress rehearsal? Your uncle Qin is not a god. He is a fashion man, and can he engage in things like our old people?"

When the two grandfathers, who are not respected, faced a little girl, they began to agree with each other.

Just kidding, as young people, how could they be the most traditional country drama?

Worthy of being God's assist, Wang Xiaoya once again raised Uncle Qin to a new level.

"Nonsense! Isn't that Lu Opera? Uncle Qin will definitely! Uncle Qin said, Uncle Qin Guan is proficient in playing and singing!"

Look, the **** came off.

And this childlike voice, so cruel, made the two old men who could not argue with each other turn their attention to Qin Guan.

"Exactly, the opera pays attention to the inheritance of a culture. I think that Wang Xiaoya's classmates can consider it."

"Every year, the two of us guys fight for the show. This year we will make a collective concession. I think that for a local drama that I love to hear, a local big star will appear, then I can participate in the national The best performance column was selected!"

"That is, resigning from old to welcome new development, I agree with Comrade Lao Zheng." (To be continued.)