The two little girls had differences on this issue.

Zhang Xiaoyue is quite confident. Except for not being too tall, Sun Hongye is indeed not bad in all aspects.

Tang Doudou hesitated for a moment. Children will not lie, and Tang Jing and Zhou Qing are indeed a little different.

"Ignore him." Zhang Yanming hugged the two babies: "We are not the most beautiful mother, and no one can compare to them."

Well, two little girls nodded.

"Dad is the most amazing, mom is the most beautiful." Zhang Xiaoyue shouted at Director Huang's little neck.

Director Huang laughed, Zheng Ren and Su Yu were watching the fun, and they didn't dare to interrupt this topic.

"Did you guys come together or come in separate cars?" Zhang Yanming asked.

"The three of us are together, Zheng Ren came here himself."

"Well, then after the show, you can go together. Should Su Yu go home or go back to the yard?"

"I'm going home, my parents are here."

"Oh, forgot. You guys go with me, the colorful fruit fruit? It's not right. I have to go at twelve. You can arrange it yourself."

Sun Jiamin called and asked the child whether he was hungry or not. He chatted with the two little girls for a while.

The programs there were going on one by one, and the clock was beating slowly.

When Director Huang and Zheng Ren came on stage, Zhang Xiaoyue and Tang Doudou were both sleepy and started yawning. Fortunately, Zhang Yanming was prepared and put the chairs together and lay them down, so that the two babies could sleep on them and covered them with coats.

Think about the children in the backstage, and they suffer. Which one of them is not born with flesh. There is no way.

After the performance, Director Huang said hello and went home for the New Year. Zheng Ren did not leave and stayed to accompany Zhang Yanming. His parents were still on the scene.

After Lan Caiyi and the others got off, it was almost midnight. The three of them didn't leave. They sat in the dressing room watching TV and drinking tea. Zhang Yanming went to the car and brought in the insulation box and asked them to eat some to cushion their stomachs.

At 11:00, Zhang Yanming called the two little babies who were sleeping soundly to wash their faces, combed their hair again, and prepared to go on stage.

At 11:40, the staff came over to notify them, and the three men followed the staff to the backstage.

No matter which performance or stage it is, the backstage is quite simple and messy. Various shelves, steel pipes, wooden boards, and black shading cloths feel similar to the decoration site, but there is not so much dust.

The props used in the previous performance were removed and piled up on the side at random, and some of them were directly damaged and broken.

The props to be used later are piled on the other side, and numbers are arranged in a regular manner. Special workers are standing by the side waiting. Some performers will keep guarding the props, afraid that someone will make some small moves.

Let's look at a sketch. A wall stands there. The actors open and close the door and go in and out. In fact, there is a layer of wooden boards, with steel frames behind them. There are workers standing behind them, otherwise they will fall down in a few strokes.

If it is heavy, it cannot be moved, and if it is light, it cannot be supported. It can only be done manually. For example, the scenes where the painting needs to be dropped or the walls need to shake are all done by the workers behind it.

Originally, the arrangement was for the three men to take three elevators, but Zhang Yanming was afraid that the two children would be afraid, so he did not agree and walked up from the side curtain. Although it was a little ordinary, it was safe.

Although the stage is so gorgeous, the elevator is in a pile of steel pipes under the stage, which is quite simple. People have to bend over and wait in black until they have to lift the top cover to stand straight.

Each elevator has a number, guarding a worker standing there with a walkie-talkie, controlling the speed and altitude according to the director's order.

At 11:43, Zhang Yanming checked the mouths and wheat on the cheeks of the two babies and helped them get the hair.

Zhou Qing hurried over: "Brother, you will put the original accompaniment here later. Don't rush to get out of the game after that. Interact with them for a while and delay a little time. Is it okay?"

Zhou Qing reached out to caress the two little girls, but in fact he was worried that there was something wrong with them.

"It's okay, it's just that the interlude and prelude are a little longer, they are familiar with each other. What's wrong?"

"I wasn't sure about it before, the actor should be nervous. If you come out for a few more minutes, you can drag it here, and I will add it if I say a few more words. If you can't drag it down, you will have to press on me."

"No problem." Zhang Yanming made an OK gesture, which also helped Zhou Qing relieve the pressure. At this time, you have to encourage and be confident.

It is not easy for hosts, and it is even more difficult for hosts of New Year’s party. Time is stuck in seconds, and all connections cannot make any mistakes. You must respond immediately during an empty scene, and the audience cannot be aware of it.

The pressure is really great. If you have more time like this, you are just in front of the countdown. Don’t feel that one minute or two minutes is short. The normal speaking speed is only three or four hundred words. If you want to write a short essay, you will still edit it on the spot.

"I sing the chorus in the back, then hold them up and hug them for a minute and then come out. Don't worry."

"Do you want to raise it high?" Zhang Xiaoyue widened her eyes in surprise, and Doudou was eager to try. The children seemed to be particularly interested in this.

"Yeah, raise it high."

The director's voice came from his ears, he started to fight and went on stage.

Zhang Yanming waved his hand, and the two sisters ran up, ran to the middle of the stage, turned around and waved, and Zhang Yanming walked out slowly.

Today he was wearing formal clothes and military uniforms. He didn't want to wear them, so he had no choice. This was already a political task and represented the military headquarters.

"You said you often remember recently that my little hands and feet. When my little hands and feet grew up, I never asked you for a hug again...

Seeing your black hair turn gray, I'm afraid you can't wait any longer. If we don't grow up, you won't grow old. If we act spoiled, you can still hold me high..."

"It's New Year~~~~~"

"Find some free time, find some time, take us home and check it out often. Bring a smile, bring wishes, bring your mother, and check it out often..."

"Grandma prepared some nagging, and grandpa arranged a table of good meals..."

The two little guys were not affected by the changes in the accompaniment at all. The big eyes were vivid and naughty. After changing the lyrics of a song, they often went home to see the vivid and appropriate singing.

After Zhang Yanming finished singing the second chorus, the whole performance ended, but he couldn't step down now...

The accompaniment gradually disappeared. He lowered his voice and sang the chorus again, then sang it again and again. This time, the interaction with the two little babies was added, holding high, kissing, and waving to the audience below.

The equipment behind me was confused, and I gave me some music regardless of whether it was right or not. Otherwise, it would be too strange that the music would have been broken for so long.

Anyway, I was dragged back for more than two minutes.

"Yanming, that's OK." Director Zhang was behind, and he couldn't stand it anymore. He saw that the three of them were about to start playing games.

Zhang Yanming smiled and greeted the two babies and bowed, and Zhou Qing also came to the stage with a smile.

"Why is it that grandpa arranged delicious?"

"It was just grandpa who cooked, but grandma didn't."

"Dad, I still have to lift it up." "Okay."

I don’t know if it was the staff who forgot it or what, but the three of them had nothing to do with each other, but the voices came up when the person went down.

There was a lot of applause in the audience, thinking it was the effect of the program. These sentences combined with the two songs made it quite touching.

Zhang Yanming hurriedly covered the mouths of the two little girls and signaled them not to move. A few more words would be a performance accident.
Chapter completed!