Time was approaching.
It was somewhat chaotic behind the scenes of the Spring Festival Gala.
"What's with the dilly-dally? Go get ready!"
"Where's the costume? Hurry up! "
"Props! Check all the props!"
"Don't forget your lines. Tune into your performing mindsets."
"Everyone, hurry up! Change into your clothes and get your make-up done. The show has already begun!"
"Agh, slow down, and don't make mistakes."
"Where are the makeup artists?"
"Let there be no mistakes. Otherwise, you'll only have yourself to blame for missing the opportunity to get on this stage!"
"This is terrible. Both Chen Xiaoyan and Guo Dongshan's programs were axed."
"Are you digging your own grave? Be quiet and don't bring it up."
More chaos ensued everywhere. There were sounds from various musical instruments, singing voices, lines being rehearsed, and people practicing their dances.
