Urban Super Live

Wang Yuan smiled wryly, and said:

"Old Shen, don't say such angry words. It's better to prepare for the worst. If Yang Shuhe really doesn't come, how we can end this farce is the top priority! So many people, if they know that they are I was teased, so don't cause any accidents!"

"Yeah, what's this called?"

Although Shen Fei was furious, he had no choice but to suppress the anger in his heart and think about countermeasures: "The TV station is easy to handle. Anyway, this issue of "Happy Saturday" has already been recorded, and we can replace the live broadcast with Happy Saturday. Saturday, but those audiences don’t know how to appease them. Directly refunding the original price, those people will definitely not agree.”

Wang Yuan thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he suggested:

"Anyway, Luo Dayou, Han Hong, there are so many singers at the scene, why don't we take advantage of the opportunity to hold a concert instead? Those professional consultants have a good relationship with our Mango Channel, and we discussed with them to save the venue. I want to come to them Will not refuse!"

Hearing this, Shen Fei couldn't help but feel a little moved, thought for a while and said:

"The method is good, but I'm afraid that the audience will disagree. After all, they don't buy tickets to watch the concert. Moreover, although Luo Dayou and others are well-known in the industry, they don't have a strong appeal to the audience. I think these people are not worth the ticket price!"

Wang Yuan: "Never mind him, a dead horse is a living horse doctor. When the time comes, we will explain the real situation to the audience and see how the audience chooses!"

Shen Fei: "Damn, I won't do this kind of live broadcast again in the future, it's so fucking torturous!"

An hour before the game.

Chapter 245

After Guan Juer calmed down, she began to urge:

"There is only one hour left before the game, so hurry up!"

"Then I'm going!"

Yang Shuhe didn't hesitate this time. He remembered the series of calls just now, and he didn't know how anxious Lu Ziqiao and the others were.

Guan Juer blushed and said:

"come on!"

"Don't worry, you can't lose!"

Yang Shuhe nodded with a relaxed expression.

After watching Guan Juer leave, Yang Shuhe stepped on the gas pedal and left together.

Guan Ju'er looked at the shadow of the car that was drifting away, with a happy expression on her face, no longer worrying about gains and losses and worrying about gains and losses a few days ago.

A stadium of [-] people.

The stage directly in front is also the recording site of the entire program.

It has now been completely refurbished.

The entire stage is very shocking at first glance. The lighting, venue, smoke, and audio equipment are all top-notch in the industry.

The playing field is divided into one big and one small two.

The large venue is for singing competitions, while the small one is directly a boxing ring.

At this moment, the audience is almost all present.

The flashing light sticks are like stars, which set off the stadium very beautifully.

In the entire stadium, it seemed that there was a sea of ​​people, and the voices were buzzing.

It's just that the expressions on the faces of most of the audience have changed from excitement and anticipation to doubt and worry.

They had already learned about the news released by Zhuo Wei through their mobile phones.

"Oh, I don't know if He Miao is missing, is it true?"

"Is Yang Shuhe here now?"

"I don't know, Mango Terrace doesn't come out and say nothing!"

"This game, don't let it go on!"

"Probably not? Canceling the game is no small matter!"

"There is no such precedent!"

"In order to watch this game, I set off from Rongcheng yesterday."

"I'm from the Northeast!"

"I'm Hainan!"

Yang Shuhe raced all the way, and it only took him more than [-] minutes to arrive at the stadium smoothly.

There were no emergencies such as traffic jams on the road.

At this moment, it was already [-]:[-] minutes, and there were [-] minutes left before the official match.

It was already dark.

Neon lights glow!

At the gate of the stadium, Lu Ziqiao, Zhao Liying and other people from the love apartment have not yet entered the stadium.

One by one was eager to see through, waiting until the flowers all withered.

Everyone's face was full of anxiety and uneasiness.