The man who got on the bus was angry as soon as he spoke. In his words, there was a kind of impoliteness in the teacher's scolding of the troublemakers in the class.
When the car was quiet, the girls who had just called for Xiao Jun to stay were silent and muttered in a low voice, "director Wang is coming.".
The director, Wang Hong, has been the chief director of large-scale public welfare tour activities in Northeast China.
The tour is a public welfare publicity activity jointly organized by the Ministry of culture and the national development and Reform Commission to help the northeast region carry out poverty alleviation.
The purpose is to show the local conditions and customs of Northeast China to the whole country through the Star Tour, attract the attention of domestic and foreign investors, and finally rely on the state and private investment to promote the economic development of Northeast China.
This is a major event related to the national economic development strategy. How can Wang Hong's energy be reduced to become the chief director of this kind of performance.
But who knows, he took on the task ambitiously. He felt conscientious and conscientious, but he was not satisfied with the results of his work.
More than half a month later, four or five performances were held in several poverty-stricken areas, and all the TV broadcast contents were fancy stage performances. There was no local customs in Northeast China.
Not to mention the investors in other regions, even the rich people from Northeast China are not willing to see it.
Every time there are a lot of audience sitting under the stage, but the director gives the audience very few shots. Occasionally, there are a few shots, in which the Northeast villagers are all serious, as if they are watching the program with their urine.
The leaders above clearly told Wang Hong that the purpose of directing this activity was to make a "propaganda documentary", not a "literary performance".
Wang Hong also did it according to the leader's instructions, but the effect was still not good. When he was angry, he immediately sent director Feng Gang, who had eight times of experience directing the Spring Festival Gala, to him.
Wang Hong was not kicked out, but the power was deprived, from the chief director to deputy director.
To put it better, it's auxiliary work. In fact, it's doing chores behind director Feng's buttocks.
This is what happened in front of him. He led the team to Harbin airport to welcome director Feng and a group of new performance teams brought by director Feng.
As there is another performance in Xiaoxingling tonight, other staff have gone to arrange the performance scene ahead of time. As the deputy director, he has also arranged living, board and lodging, and dealt with emergencies.
He is a former chief director, who has done these things. Since he met director Feng, his stomach is full of fire. But just now the bus stopped and a group of actresses were rushing to the destination.
Director Feng asked Wang Hong to see what happened.
From a driver to a runner, he could not be angry.
As soon as I got on the bus, I saw a strange man appear in the middle of a group of actresses. What kind of attitude can he have.
Wang Hong scolded angrily, and without asking why, he pulled Xiao Jun out of the car.
"Hey, what are you doing? I'm in a car. Why do you pull me down?"
"Why, this is our private car. We have to go to the station by ourselves. Don't talk so much nonsense. Go where you want to go and find your own way. "
"No, I have a ticket."
"I don't care about your ticket. We've packed this car. Can't you understand people's words. Go away, go away, we're on our way
"Ah, why are you so unreasonable."
"If I don't reason, do you think you can still stand here?"
"Why do you want to hit people?"
Xiao Jun and Wang Hong quarrel when they disagree. The driver on the bus comes down to persuade them to fight.
After all, Xiao Jun's appearance in the car was due to the negligence of his driver. The three of them said their own things in the front of the car, but they couldn't leave for a while.
Soon, more behind, people came down from the bus to pull the actors in the group. It was said that a man was hiding in the actress's car, and the men in the group immediately thought things wrong.
Immediately, a group of people surrounded Xiao Jun in the middle. When the actress saw that the handsome guy was misunderstood, many of them ran down to persuade him. The scene was chaotic for a time.
In the leading car in front of him, Mr. Feng was sitting in the back seat. He heard the noise from behind and frowned.
Seeing the director frown, a young man next to him immediately flatters him.
"Director Feng, why don't I go and see what's going on. If someone makes trouble, I can ask my bodyguard to solve it
The young man speaks respectfully, but there is a kind of pride in his words.
It's not surprising that he is proud. This is a young male singer, Liu Zongliang, who is as famous as Li Yifei.
As the main actor of this tour, along the way, his fame has been rising with the increase of TV exposure. It's said that director Feng is in charge of directing the performance this time. How can he miss the opportunity to contact director Feng and follow Wang Hong to welcome director Feng.For nothing else, we should be familiar with each other and strive for an opportunity to attend the Spring Festival Gala.
As long as we have a good relationship with director Feng this time and can be on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, his future is limitless.
Feng Dao heard Liu Zongliang's words and nodded slightly.
After being the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala so many times, director Feng can't understand the young people's eagerness to express themselves.
Although Wang Hongqiang was arranged to sit with such a young star, he felt a little disgusted, but he also understood the reason and didn't show too much impatience.
However, director Feng has his own consideration about whether a person can attend the Spring Festival Gala. As long as you have outstanding performance ability and good programs, why can't you go to the Spring Festival Gala? But if the ability is not enough, even lying here licking shoes are useless.
What Feng Dao wants most now is to get to his destination as soon as possible and learn about the tour. The leaders above sent him here just to change the status quo. He can't be in the same state after he arrived.
Liu Zongliang got Feng's permission, Shi ran pushed the door to get off, and walked toward the chaotic place behind.
As he approached, the two bodyguards immediately came up, reached out to separate the crowd and let Liu Zongliang walk into the middle.
In fact, it's very simple to explain the matter. It's just that Xiao Jun took the wrong car.
According to Liu Zongliang's old temper, he must have left Xiao Jun here and left by himself. But now, with director Feng watching, he can't do things too well.
In case the boy in the wrong car gets into trouble, director Feng will have a bad impression on him.
So Liu Zongliang put forward a proposal that everyone can accept.
"The boy went to take the bus of the actor. When we got to Xiaoxingling, he took the bus himself. Time is running out. It's important to hurry. Are you right, director Wang? "
Liu Zongliang's words got Wang Hong's approval, so the matter was solved. Only the dancing girls were not very happy and could not ride in the same car with the handsome boys.
Later, someone asked Xiao Jun's big bear to go over and said he would hold it for a while. Then everyone went back happily.
Xiao Junpo felt helpless and sighed that he had already eaten the fruit of his fortune, and he would have been so unlucky to take the wrong bus.
With a long sigh, I will go to another bus with the actors.
At this time, Liu Zongliang and Wang Hong also returned to the car in front.
"Director Feng, the matter has been solved. It's just that a boy got in the wrong car. When you get to Xiaoxingling, just leave him behind. "
"Well."
Feng responded casually and looked back subconsciously.
As a result, this look happened to see Xiao Jun looking up and sighing through the rear window.
"Why?"
Director Feng opened his eyes incredulously, pushed the door open and walked down to see carefully.
After he finally determined that Xiao Jun was right, a strange expression appeared on his face.
"Xiao Liu, are you talking about the man taking the wrong car?"
"Yes. Director Feng, do you know him? "
Looking at Feng Dao's unexpected action, Liu Zongliang had an ominous premonition in his heart.
Immediately, he said, "go and call him. I have something to ask him. Ha ha, I can't escape
Liu Zongliang was a hundred unwilling, but he walked towards Xiao Jun.
He is a big star. When did he let people call him like this.
Or fame is not enough, if fame is big enough, these broken directors who dare this attitude, who is not upside down to ask.
Wait, as long as you can go to the Spring Festival Gala and become famous, what director Feng and director Wang, I'll go to his grandmother!
As everyone knows, Liu Zongliang's mentality makes him farther and farther away from the Spring Festival Gala.
Xiao Jun is following a group of actors to the bus behind him. Suddenly he hears a cry behind him.
"Hello, who is that. Yes, it's you. Come with me. Director Feng wants to see you! "
"Director Feng?"
Xiao Jun went over the young man who called for him and looked forward. He saw Feng Dao with long gray hair standing next to a car.
I was also surprised.
Oh, my God, isn't that a coincidence?
And behind him, the actors who were getting on the bus were also staring at each other.
"Did I hear you right? Director Feng wants to see that boy! "
"No way, are you calling us people?"
"My God, what's the origin of this boy? He even knows director Feng."
In the sound of astonishment, Xiao Jun steps toward Feng Dao. As soon as they meet, Feng Dao asks directly, "young man, do you still have my business card with you?"
"Business card, ah, yes. Uncle, do you want to go back? "Xiao Jun didn't know why. He thought the director called him to get his business card back, so he reached out and took out the gold foil card.
But Feng Dao didn't reach out at all. He just gave a little smile and said softly, "get on the bus. Take my car. I want to talk to you."
With that, director Feng turned to look at Liu Zongliang next to him.
"Xiao Liu, go to the bus for a while."
Dropping this sentence, director Feng lowered his head and got into the car. The scene was strange.
"Director Feng, you, let me take the bus?"