Tianping was led by Wen Xin to the staff canteen on the third floor, and to his surprise, the venue of several hundred square meters became decent after careful layout, with a stage, spotlights, dazzling lights, and stereo sound.

The show was less than a quarter of an hour away, and the final preparations and adjustments were being made on stage, and the audience was pitch black, and the balance stood in a corner a little distance from the last row, and he lowered his hat so that no one would notice it if he didn't look closely.

Wen Xin's show was arranged to appear later, he stood in the dark and watched every show with interest throughout the night, he has participated in countless performances over the years, but he has always been a busy person in the background, and has never enjoyed any performance calmly, but today he was laughing heartily at this scale, simple, and random scenes, and sometimes moved to tears, so that he was fully engaged, this is the fireworks in the world!

Suddenly, the stage was bright, and it was time for the whole session that everyone was looking forward to the most -- the lottery! That's right, which New Year's party could win the lottery without it? Although they were all worthless things like thermos cups and electric blankets, who didn't want to try their luck with good luck? The list of third prizes hit the screen, and a group of people came up to receive the prizes, including Wen Xin. I don't know which retired eldest sister selected the prize, she looked at the stainless steel cup in her hand, the rough bottle body printed with five big characters "magnetic therapy health cup", and suddenly remembered that when his grandfather was a child, when he carried a cage bird in the park, he always had to unscrew the huge cup lid from time to time and take a sip of chrysanthemum tea. Later, Wen Xin gave it to Tianping, but he regarded it as a treasure and carried it with him regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, so from time to time on the Internet, celebrities would appear on the Internet Xiang Tianping in fan meetings, airport waiting halls, and crew studios, holding this stainless steel health cup and drinking wolfberry tea or Sprite Coke photos.

After the first prize was drawn, Wen Xin and their program, when the winner was read, Li Ruohui jumped up excitedly in the waiting crowd, she first raised her head and laughed for a burst of ecstasy, and then rushed to the stage left and right, and her delicate hands lifted her trophy - a pressure cooker the size of a basin above her head, and circled the field under the envious gaze of the old cadres, like a heroine with a gold belt in the boxing ring, the scenery is unique. However, just when she got carried away, her feet were tripped by a string of wires pulled on the stage, Li Ruohui stumbled, and the pressure cooker in her hand flew out with a whizz, and smashed on the head of the director of the leading chair.

Xiaohui's eyes were fast, and he didn't let himself "throw himself to the ground", but his feet and necks that were bound by the wires did not twist in time, and with a scream of "ah", he sat on the ground with his butt. She bit her lip and cried out in pain, "It hurts!" and then her breath trembled with her body, causing a commotion in the audience.

Seeing this, Wen Xin walked onto the stage and helped up the trembling Li Ruohui, she carefully cushioned her toes, and tears of pain flowed from her eyes: "Sister Wen Xin, I hurt ......" Wen Xin squatted down and saw that her ankles were already swollen red, and it was estimated that she was twisting her tendons, so she quickly picked up her arms and carried her on her back.

Tianping saw that the situation seemed to be very serious, and he didn't care so much in a hurry, and the audience who looked through the probe also ran to the stage, he took Li Ruohui from Wen Xin's shoulder, and lifted her down like a princess with both hands, and the people around him thought that he was a hired master to do the audio, but they didn't care, only when Li Ruohui raised her eyes and saw Xiang Tianping's face, she was so frightened that she hallucinated for herself.

After stepping off the stage, everyone surrounded Li Ruohui who was sitting on the ground on the third floor and three layers outside, and she was still looking at the face behind the crowd.

"What should I do, Xiaohui can't dance, she's the lead dancer, or the show will be withdrawn!" The host began to prepare for the next show to wait for the next show.

"No, everyone has been practicing for so long, you have to give it to me!" Xiaohui was anxious, and her emotions were unwilling.

shouted like this, and everyone also felt that they had worked so hard to rehearse for so long, and they didn't even have the opportunity to show up, which was indeed a bit of a disappointment, but many of her movements had never been practiced by others, and she couldn't find anyone who could replace her for a while.

"I'm sorry for blocking everyone......" she hammered her leg with self-reproach, and her eyes moved to Wen Xin.

Wen Xin is the person in charge of this show, and she is also the backbone of everyone, she is still shot, and now everyone is waiting for her to speak. Although this is not a big deal, if the last thing of the year is not smooth, it is estimated that there will be a pimple in my heart this year.

Wen Xin settled down under everyone's expectant gaze, and said sonorously: "Up!" This voice seemed to re-beat the war drums for the soldiers who were about to be defeated, and restored the light in everyone's eyes. She instructed everyone to jump as usual, Xiaohui's position was left alone, and then turned around and muttered a few times to the man wearing a hat behind, the host re-reported the curtain, the lights on the stage dimmed, and the next show was about to start......