The Strongest Male God System

Chapter 73

Zhou Yang's mouth twitched.

"System, what are you doing?"

"This system is tasteful, use the best one if you want to use it!" the system replied.

Zhou Yang carried an umbrella in his Rolls-Royce, but this one was obviously not. The director used the props quickly, it was smooth, handy, and it felt wonderful.

Several assistant actors seemed to have discovered a new world, carefully taking out the props one by one and placing them in the order of the script.

Zhou Yang went on to say: "This is the props I have on hand. As for the technical coordination, I am looking for a company to design it. It should be in place within a couple of days. It is a hard time for everyone to rehearse."

The director was stunned for half a minute, and then he sighed heavily: "Jiahui, you have met a nobleman! Just the set of props that Xiao Zhou brought, not to mention two million. There is also an effect company. It costs two to three thousand per second to make a performance package. Our show is really a waste of money!"

Yan Jiahui realized only then what kind of help Zhou Yang had provided.

"Zhou Yang, you are spending money!" Yan Jiahui is not a talkative person. She was shocked by the expense, but still couldn't find the right words.

"Don't have the burden, arrange the program well, it is the best result." Zhou Yang smiled.

Yan Jiahui bit her lip and said, "But Zhou Yang...Why are you helping me like this?"

"Silly boy, why do you say?" The director shook his head and sighed.

The assistant actors also poked their lips together. Of course, Zhou Yang fell in love with you, idiot!

Yan Jiahui, who has never been in love, seems to be aware of it.

"Zhou Yang...that... are you doing it for me?" Even though Yan Jiahui was dull, she could still see something on the faces of other members of the team.

The director and assistant actors were excited.

Oh yo, watching the show!

Is Yan Jiahui agreeing to associate with Zhou Yang?

Several people had never thought that Zhou Yang had other purposes for helping Jiahui in this way, obviously to pick up girls.

With millions of props and effects costs, how can it be possible to spend money without real love?

"What?" Zhou Yang looked at Yan Jiahui's hesitation, wondering.

"Confession! Confession!" the assistant actors and directors secretly poked and shouted.

She looked at Zhou Yang's clear gaze, and her heartbeat slowly accelerated.

"Don't think about it, I just want the program to be completed successfully, after all, it is my creativity!" Zhou Yang said seriously.

I can't say that it is for you to perform smoothly, so I can realize my skills, right?

And, what is the cost?

nonexistent!

Everything is systematic!

Does the system know?

Amazing!

However, the director and the assistant actors secretly shouted together: "Hypocrisy! Hypocritical! Hypocritical!"

Yan Jiahui didn't believe it either.

After all, millions of dollars are not brought by the wind. A man is so supportive of a woman, not love but love.

"Zhou Yang...actually...actually...I...I treat you as a friend!" Yan Jiahui’s tongue was knotted, "No, I mean...you are a good person...but it's a matter of personal feelings, we Can you put it back later?"

Said this, Zhou Yang had already opened his mouth.

What and what is this?

The director and assistant actors were also dumbfounded.

Fuck, the script is wrong, classmate Jiahui!

Zhou Yang is a blue-chip stock, you are not CARE?

Fuck, if I changed to a woman, I would have to kneel down and beg to marry him for his car!

Seeing Zhou Yang's expression, Yan Jiahui's heart suddenly moved. Such a tactful refusal of her own might make Zhou Yang sad.

"Zhou Yang...that...we'll do it after we're done... and then we can learn more and give me some time? You are really a good person!" After saying this, Yan Jiahui ran away in a panic.

Zhou Yang froze in place.

Where am i?

What happened just now?

Am I misunderstood?

Then was issued a good person card?

Zhou Yang, you have today too!

He turned his head stubbornly, just to look at the director and assistant Erha.

The man in a room was dumbfounded.

...

In the next few days, Zhou Yang and his team members worked overtime to rehearse the show.

The stage technology and special effects were naturally assisted by the system. Zhou Yang brought in a lot of equipment that was also pitted from the system, and then taught the operation details to an assistant performer.

After many rehearsals and cooperation, everyone gradually developed a tacit understanding and cooperated seamlessly, and a nearly perfect work was born.

After the last rehearsal, Yan Jiahui embraced everyone with emotion.

Especially Zhou Yang.

She held it for a full minute.

The other members turned around and went out to smoke.

The day to participate in the recording finally arrived. In order to avoid gossip, Zhou Yang did not meet Song Yunya in advance, but waited in the background with the team members.

This program has a characteristic, similar programs are often put together for comparison, and then the audience and the judges select a relatively better group for promotion.

Yan Jiahui's magic show is the same.

When the competitor entered the door, Yan Jiahui took the initiative to stand up and bow: "Mr. Wang."

What came in was another team performing magic. The leader was Wang Shanhai, a veteran in the circle, and the same generation as Yan Jiahui's father.

One of the assistant actors watched Zhou Yang's face with confusion, and secretly told him Wang Shanhai's condition.

"Wang Shanhai is an old person, but he has been playing traditional magic. In the past two years, the road has become narrower and narrower. I didn't expect to meet Jiahui today!" In the words, the assistant seemed to have no cold with Wang Shanhai.

Wang Shanhai, who was in his fifties, sat beside Yan Jiahui with three or four apprentices.

"Jiahui, it's a coincidence, we are going to be on stage to fight!" Wang Shanhai relied on his identity and spoke in a condescending manner.

An apprentice next to him smiled and said, "Teacher, don't worry, this time we are promoted to the point where it is determined."

Yan Jiahui’s director here is not happy anymore. He smiled: "Anything can happen in the game, it can’t be too absolute."

Yan Jiahui didn't want to argue with words, and said softly: "Mr. Wang is a senior, and the show must be very exciting. My father was full of praise for Mr. Wang."

I thought that this atmosphere of tension was deliberately ended, but Wang Shanhai's eyebrows suddenly stood up.

Thousands of things shouldn't be, Yan Jiahui told him about her father.

When he was young, Wang Shanhai was crushed to death by Yan Jiahui's father. This tone did not disappear with Yan's father's death, but became more intense.

"Jiahui, did your father praise me back then? Can't it!" Wang Shanhai's words were full of sarcasm, "At that time, we both participated in the competition together. He was always first and me second..."

"But then again, your father is a general, and you are a wild dog at best! It makes people uninterested!" Wang Shanhai's mouth was upturned, with a vicious smile on his face.

"Teacher Wang, you...too much!" Yan Jiahui resisted the impulse, "We see the truth on stage."

"Hahaha!" One of Wang Shanhai's apprentices laughed again, "Sister Yan, we have two magic shows in total, and only one can be promoted. It must be my teacher. So, you might as well withdraw now and the province will come on stage. Shame."

"The game is the fairest, we use the results to speak!" Yan Jiahui's face was cold.

"Since you don't believe it, then go! Don't cry when you are eliminated!" Wang Shanhai sneered and got up and left the background.