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Chapter 1091 something happened(1/2)

From the establishment of the Chinese State in the Classics to the production, to the broadcast, in fact, Chen Ming's workload is the least.

He does not need to be responsible for the tedious miscellaneous service in the background.

Because I wish Ping An to deal with it.

He doesn't need to perform on stage.

Because of these old drama bones, the national first -level actors supported the entire stage.

He does not need to worry about the live effect.

Because Dongzhou's special effects team will be responsible for the whole process, dare not slack off.

Really say hard work, other people's hard work is much more than Chen Ming.

And Chen Ming's biggest hard work is to remember his lines, just remember the process of the program.

Chen Ming walked down from the stage and bowed one by one to the passing staff.

The first episode of the program ended successfully!

Chen Ming doesn't know how many Chinese people watch this episode.

But Chen Ming knows that everyone has worked hard for so long, and it can afford a good result.

I wish Ping An without care about those program data.

He always doesn't care about data.

He thinks the show is good, and then it is fine.

Looking at Chen Ming, who looked at the crowd, Feng Yiping said softly not far away: "Brother Zhou, there is always a close charm on his body."

"Different from your rigidity, Chen Ming’s personality is too attractive."

Beying around, Zhou Congjian snorted coldly: "It's as if I am not recruiting."

But I have to say that Chen Ming is really easy to get along with others.

Everyone likes the atmosphere when chatting with Chen Ming, will not be restrained by Chen Ming as a big star, nor is it humble because of being a worker.

How do normal friends get along?

How did they get along with Chen Ming.

"Don't have a face every day, weird."

Feng Yiping didn't seem to be addicted, and he talked again.

Zhou Congjian laughed at his breath: "You are younger than me, but you have reprimanded me."

In the past, Feng Yiping was very heavy.

In a high position, talking about dripping water.

But now Feng Yiping still cares about these things, his retirement order has come down.

He is no longer the in -service staff of the National Television.

To put it simply, Feng Yiping is now like Guo Dalei. He does not hang up and has no real power. He is a retired elderly.

Without the restraint of identity,

Feng Yiping's words are a lot of random.

Of course, this casual refers to the chat and ridicule in life.

If he was asked to talk about the official affairs when he was on -the -job, Feng Yiping's mouth was still very strict.

"I have retired."

Feng Yiping said intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhou Congjian felt something: "I listen to this, how can I see me."

Feng Yiping smiled and didn't speak.

So far!

If you say a lot, you will be gossip.

Zhou Congjian glanced at Feng Yiping, and looked at Chen Ming who was laughing with everyone. There was a touch of bright enlightenment in his eyes.

Good boy!

It turned out to be waiting for me here!

Feng Yiping's meaning is nothing more than that he has retired. Zhou Congjian should retire. He has always occupied the position of the leader of the National Theater. It is not good.

And Chen Ming's appearance actually gave Zhou Congjian a good choice.

Although Chen Ming is younger, when it comes to acting, when he talks about the character, he can't pick a little problem.

The biggest problem is that the qualifications are not enough!

Zhou Congjian's eyes were slightly condensed, I don't know what to think.

He really wants to mention Chen Ming up.

But the problem is, can't he retreat and put Chen Ming in his position?

no!

Never!

Although Zhou Congjian couldn't tell why it was not possible, he still subconsciously denied this idea.

Feng Yiping on the side no longer speak.

And Zhou Congjian's heart was decided.

Chen Ming can promote it.

But the promotion is not too large.

This young man needs to experience for a few years.

To be honest, Feng Yiping did not intend to point out because of his intention, so that Zhou Congjian mentioned Chen Ming to a high position.

After all, Chen Ming is too young.

Chen Ming, 29 years old, did not even arrive at the age of thirty.

This age gives people a very immature feeling.

The reason why Feng Yiping said so is that he wants to tie a root in Zhou Congjian's heart.

The influence of the subtle influence of my words is simple.

After a long time, Zhou Congjian will feel that Chen Ming can serve as a higher position.

This is the art of speaking.

Compared with this aspect, Feng Yiping is an old expert.

For Zhou Congjian's heart, no matter how many eyes, it is impossible to pass Feng Yiping.

Without it, Feng Yiping expected, Zhou Congjian had begun to ponder what he meant.

It is enough to achieve this effect!

On the other hand, Chen Ming and Zhu Ping An and others discussed well and went out for dinner.

In order to record the first episode of the program, after so hard, they finally completed the first episode of the first episode.

Anyway, everyone is worth doing it once.

Feng Yiping and Zhou Congjian did not plan to go to dinner.

The two are older.

In the evening, the elderly cares more about good health and go to bed early. These dinner and carnival things are not suitable for them.

After saying hello to Feng Yiping and Chen Ming, they left the National Theater.

besides,

Feng Yiping also told Chen Ming that he had retired, and he wanted to find him in the future. Don't go to National Television, go directly to Feng Yiping's house.

Chen Ming's hand has a note, which is Feng Yiping's family address in Kyoto.

Chen Ming carefully put the note.

11 o'clock in the evening.

Everyone left the National Theater and went out to dinner.

Today is May.

For Chen Ming, the arrival of May also means one thing.

That's his wedding is coming soon.

In order not to affect his marriage, Chen Ming told Zhu Ping'an on the table and told Zhu Pingan about recording the May show in advance.
To be continued...
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