He Is Warmer Than Time

So, what did Jiang Feng on the stage do.

As soon as she finished talking with Yang Haitao, Yang Haitao said a few words to Dongzi who was on the side, and Dongzi passed on to the people next to him.

In this way, after Jiang Feng's big show on the stage was over, there was a sudden noise from below.

"Liar, we didn't come here for Jiang Feng, the city cultural and industrial group cheated."

Yang Haitao took the lead in shouting, and the classmates called by Xiao Jiu and the others also echoed the deception on the stage.

This was not a double sound, but a big piece, everyone said she was cheating, and Jiang Feng, who was quite experienced on stage, was also a little messed up at the moment.

In addition, she did not remember her lines well, and the farther behind this performance, the more it was like a disc of sand, it collapsed badly.

And Song Ran, sitting still in the first row like a mountain, with a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth, just watched her indifferently as the scene got worse and worse.

Jiang Feng's heart burst into anger.

Song Ran, a **** called so many people to hinder her performance, this **** is really ill-intentioned.

In this way, after the performance of a stage, there was only sparse applause in the theater, and Jiang Feng's entire performance was regarded as a complete failure.

When she stepped off the stage, Director Li took Song Ran and the others to the backstage.

Jiang Feng removed the hair wrap on his head as he walked, burning with anger.

When Song Ran and the others rushed to the backstage, Jiang Feng was still thinking about preemptively scolding Song Ran: "Song Ran, you made those people booze, right? You are ruining the reputation of our art troupe, you just do it for you Does the reputation of one person sacrifice the reputation of the entire art troupe? I told you that I am going to the hospital tomorrow, so I adjusted it with you. Is it necessary for you?"

Oh, the shamelessness of a person, it turns out that there is no bottom line.

Before Song Ran spoke, Director Li scolded angrily: "You want to tune in with Song Ran, did you tell me? Did you get my consent?"

Jiang Feng has always paid little attention to Director Li, and said coldly and enthusiastically: "Whoever plays first, who plays later, are there any mandatory regulations? On this matter, do you have to get your consent from Director Li? ?"

Director Li looked at her angrily: "Your performance today was smashed. You don’t look at what you are doing. It’s not that Song Ran ruined the reputation of the art troupe, but you Jiang Feng, abandoned your studies, and even got stuck in your lines. The place is you, you have defeated the reputation of the art troupe, and you have to sue the wicked first. You are shameless enough."

Jiang Feng froze: "Oh, Director Li, are you embracing Song Ran? Are you trying to point me out of the art troupe? Are you too fussy?"

Director Li dropped a sentence: "I think Shao Tuan has his own conclusion."

After finishing speaking, he directly took Song Ran and walked out.

Song Ran muttered in his heart, huh? I haven't played a word yet? Don't you let me fight against Jiang Feng for 300 rounds?

Jiang Feng was a little flustered, and her assistant Du Juan hurriedly comforted her: "Sister Feng, what Shao Tuan said at the time was that whoever plays the role of Fan Lihua can win the role of Fan Lihua. With a lot of tickets, there is no place to stand in the back row. Therefore, your attendance rate is definitely higher than that of Song Ran. Don't worry."

Jiang Feng was a little relieved, yes, Song Ran used so many methods and called so many people over, nearly twice as many people as she usually performed.

It's all tricks, presumably, Shao Tuan can still treat it fairly.