The Fake Rich Daughter Pampered By All Is A Famous Celebrity Chapter 232 - State of Mind, Collapsed

Chapter 232: State of Mind, Collapsed

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation  Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

When she said this, the director’s heart palpitated.

He felt that his heart attack was about to recur — even though he never had a heart attack.

“Nan Wan, we’ve already rehea.r.s.ed. It’s only three to four hours until the live broadcast. Just arrange this segment and we’ll consider it over, okay?” The director discussed with Nan Wan in a good tone.

Nan Wan kicked her shoes away and said, “I said I’m not recording anymore. Didn’t you hear me?”

After saying that, Nan Wan walked out.

The director saw that she wouldn’t budge and said stubbornly, “Nan Wan, if you breach the contract now, you’ll have to pay five times the penalty!”

Nan Wan didn’t stop walking.

The director looked at Nan Wan’s manager.

The manager was used to this and said indifferently, “Our company’s legal department will discuss the penalty part with you. You’d better find someone to make up for it as soon as possible. Let the other supporting seniors help. I think the loss won’t be too big.”

Not only was she used to this, she even helped the director think of a solution.

The director only felt a headache, a toothache, and a pain in his chest.

It hurt everywhere.

“Let’s rehea.r.s.e for the other teams first.” The director waved his hand and let the others continue rehearsing.

They could not let the entire rehearsal stop just because of Nan Wan alone.

The stage director was a little anxious. He went up to the director and said, “Director, now that the a.s.sistant senior sister is missing, what should we do?”

The director lit a cigarette and smoked it. He said, “Later, we’ll ask s.h.i.+ Xi if she has time to learn another dance.”

The stage director wanted to say something but hesitated.

“What’s wrong?” The director looked at him.

“We don’t have time for makeup and hair. ‘Greed’ is s*xy, and ‘Fallen Tree’ is a cla.s.sical dance. Not only does she have to change clothes, but she also has to change makeup and style.” The stage director calculated the time and shook his head.

“What if we put these two groups at the beginning and the end?” the director asked.

The stage director shook his head. “If that’s the case, we’re in too much of a rush.”

The director said, “Then cancel the supporting senior from this group and let this group change their movements at the last minute.”

The stage director said helplessly, “That’s the only way.”

When they heard the news brought back by the stage director, the trainees from the ‘Fallen Tree’ group below the stage were so anxious that they were about to cry.

They had worked day and night to rehea.r.s.e this dance, but when it was close to the performance, they were stood up.

Who could bear this grievance?

They had been worried about finding a supporting senior sister at the last minute, and if they did not complete it well, their efforts for this week would be in vain.

But who would have thought that they would have to change their movements again without a supporting senior sister?

It was like preparing for a night of middle school math. Before the paper was handed out, the teacher suddenly said, “Let’s take the high school math test.”

Their state of mind immediately collapsed.

However, the finals were just around the corner, and no one wanted to give up.

Pei Jie was in the ‘Fallen Tree’ group. He looked at his teammates and couldn’t say anything else to comfort them. He looked at s.h.i.+ Xi as if he was asking for help.

“Teacher s.h.i.+ Xi, can you… can you help?” Pei Jie lowered his head to ask s.h.i.+ Xi for help.

It wasn’t because he wanted to lower his head to ask for help.

It was because s.h.i.+ Xi was shorter than him. He lowered his head to look at s.h.i.+ Xi.

s.h.i.+ Xi said awkwardly, “I’m a fast learner, but I don’t have enough time for makeup! Your group is a cla.s.sical dance. I don’t have enough time to change my clothes, hairstyle, and makeup.”

Pei Jie lowered his eyes.

“Oh right, I remember that Mu Zhao is a cla.s.sical dancer. Her dancing skills shouldn’t be bad.” s.h.i.+ Xi and Mu Zhao were in the same production team, so she knew her pretty well. “I’ll go ask her.”

Pei Jie said, “I’ll go with you!”

s.h.i.+ Xi went to look for Mu Zhao and happened to see her backstage with a conflicted look on her face.

Ning Yu said from the side, “You have cla.s.sical dance skills. If you ask the director and recommend yourself, he’ll agree.”

Mu Zhao hesitated. “But I’ve never performed on such a big stage before…”