Chapter 94: .Main Prince Male Support 4
"nervous?"
I don't know when there was an extra cup of hot water in front of me.
He Dongchen looked up, and saw that the girl he met in the elevator just now was bending over slightly, smiling at him, with pity and a little bit of guilt shining in her eyes.
He Dongchen wondered why the person he met for the first time showed such an expression, pity was understandable, but where did the guilt come from?
"Thank you." He Dongchen took the hot water, sipped it lightly and placed it on the small table beside him.
Zheng Dongdong looked around and said softly: "Actually, this show has a script, and most of the guests are actors. Do you really want to go there?"
He Dongchen smiled, and said the classic line: "It's all here."
Zheng Dongdong wanted to say more, when the prelude sounded, a staff member came over to urge He Dongchen to get ready to go on stage.
"Dongdong, why did you come here to play?" The staff had a good attitude towards Zheng Dongdong, with a hint of flattery.
On the other side, the newly dressed He Sijia has already played the piano on the stage. The lights on the stage are dimmed, and only one bunch is left for her. In the soft white light, He Sijia is wearing a white dress, sitting gracefully in front of the piano and playing, with slender fingers , flowing clouds and flowing water, the beautiful tunes are mellow and pleasant, and the whole person is elegant and temperamental, like a princess.
The originally boring audience calmed down and immersed themselves in the performance.
He Dongchen twitched the corners of his mouth, and asked Zheng Dongdong who hadn't left yet: "A talent show is also needed for the mediation program?"
Zheng Dongdong said awkwardly: "I added it temporarily."
"Why don't you ask me what talent I have." He Dongchen leaned against the door frame, and suddenly realized after a while, "That's right, I'm a poor, unlucky boy, what talent can I have, can I go up to perform and do questions?"
Hearing his mocking tone, Zheng Dongdong didn't know how to answer.
The first impression is too important. The image that He Sijia presents now is gentle, beautiful, and versatile, just like the most conspicuous goddess in the vast campus, the appearance that people yearn for the most.
As for He Dongchen, if he didn't have a smiling face when he got off the stage, the audience's first reaction would be that he was not likable.
At the end of the song, there was a lot of applause, and He Sijia bowed to express his gratitude, and his soft voice was amplified through the microphone, filling the ears.
"Damn it! You're so scheming!" The system suddenly called out strangely, "The program group adjusted He Sijia's microphone to the optimal level, and made your microphone a harsh tune! Shit."
He Dongchen couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, but he really did everything he could.
"Don't worry, boss! I've already transferred back!"
"Good job." He Dongchen nodded, took the microphone from the staff, and stepped onto the stage under Zheng Dongdong's worried eyes.
The others came to the stage early, and He Dongchen was the last one. He wore a simple white shirt, which made him look clean.
The audience already knew the theme of this time, the troubled real prince and the lucky fake daughter. They thought they would see a cynical boy, but they didn't expect the real person to be clean and handsome, without the slightest resentment.
For a moment, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling a little distressed at the same time.
The flowers blooming in the mud are always more appreciated.
The host took control of the audience, broke the atmosphere with a loud voice, and smiled kindly: "It seems that our protagonist today is a handsome guy, come and say hello to everyone."
He Dongchen held the microphone in front of him, showing a hearty and clean smile: "Hi everyone, I'm He Dongchen."
The audience applauded! So handsome, so good-looking when he smiles, and such a nice voice!
Backstage, the director frowned slightly when he heard a voice that wasn't harsh at all: "Who adjusted the microphone?"
The staff looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to say anything. Many people resisted in their hearts. It is already miserable enough for the real prince, and it is too shameful to even touch the microphone.
On the stage, He Dongchen briefly introduced himself, and after the end, he and He Sijia stood alone on the small stage that was specially built to one side. He Zhenglan and Lin Xiumei sat on He Sijia's side, wearing expensive and decent clothes, looking graceful.
He Juan shrugged her shoulders and sat beside He Dongchen. She was restless and frowning. Anyone could see that she was very nervous.
The four mediators sat in the seats directly in front of them, with their backs to the audience, each with a high posture, waiting to give advice.
The host briefly introduced the complaint, and asked He Dongchen the first question: "Are you complaining?"
Originally a good son of a rich family, he fell into a poor family by accident, and had to endure years of domestic violence. If his reincarnation skills were not good, this fate was accepted, but this was originally another person's fate.
Under everyone's eyes, under He Sijia's guilt-ridden eyes, He Dongchen slowly said, "No complaint."
Everyone was surprised, how could they not complain? Shouldn't you be hysterical and complain about the injustice of fate?
Everyone waited for him to continue speaking, and then...
The whole hall fell silent.
gone?
Seeing this, the host quickly stood up and asked the second question: "Since you don't complain, why do you come to this show? What answer do you want to get on this show?"
He Dongchen continued to be silent: "I didn't take the initiative to come to the show. I think it's very warm for the two families to live together now, and there is no need for mediation."
The audience was in an uproar, and everyone whispered to each other, this is not the beginning! ?
The host almost couldn't hold back his expression, and realized that He Dongchen was a thorn in the side, so he changed the subject immediately and threw the question to He Sijia.
"He Sijia, do you feel that you have taken over He Dongchen's life by mistake, are you guilty?"
He Sijia immediately said: "I'm sorry, I haven't had a good night's sleep since I found out the truth. I'm willing to do my best to compensate He Dongchen."
After the voice fell, the host breathed a sigh of relief, and finally had a normal speech.
He Sijia's sincere attitude of admitting mistakes, coupled with her gentle and harmless image, made everyone feel a little softer.
Yeah, it wasn't intentional.
One of the sharp mediators, Guan Xianshi, even said: "I don't think He Sijia needs to feel guilty at all! This is just a mistake, but also a kind of fate. Fate should let her into the He family."
He Dongchen glanced at him, remembering his thin lips and sunken eyes.
One after another, other mediators expressed their opinions with the same core. It was a misunderstanding. The girl admitted her mistake sincerely and made up for it. The young man had to let go of his resentment and try to forgive.
Guan Xianshi pointed at He Dongchen with a pen and said, "Let me tell you a word. Indulging in the hatred of the past will only make you lose more. I have seen that kind of person a lot. I hope you are not next."
Guan Xianshi speaks sharply, or rather harshly, but he is also self-righteous and puts on an air of condescension. After saying this, even Lin Xiumei, who was sitting on the stage, couldn't help frowning slightly, feeling dissatisfied, blaming her husband for insisting on going on this **** show, and letting her son be pointed at in front of so many people.
He Zhenglan's face was flawless, and his hands on his knees were slightly clenched.
After Guan Xianshi finished speaking, he was triumphant.
The host played by ear and threw the topic to He Dongchen: "Do you agree with Teacher Guan's words?"
He Dongchen's clean and handsome face showed a surprised expression: "Is he talking to me?"
Everyone was taken aback, isn't this obvious?
He Dongchen continued to use a pure expression and an innocent tone: "It must not be what I said to me. I said at the beginning that I don't complain, and I am very satisfied with my current life. This teacher who is a nosy official needs to be more professional when recording programs. Not good."
After the voice fell, the scene fell silent, and then someone laughed, and the laughter spread throughout the audience one after another.
The popularity of this show is mediocre, and the invited guests are all amateurs, so the audience is basically the seven aunts and eight aunts brought in by the staff, or the media students brought in by the university.
The 500 people in the audience today are students from the university next door, and they are more casual. Originally, I was annoyed by recording trivial programs, but now I am somewhat interested.
The scene was out of control, and the director in the background immediately turned black. Let the staff go down to remind.
After a while, the auditorium fell silent.
Guan Xianshi was stunned, he was not angry, he waved the pen in his hand: "Don't be duplicity, young man, I am referring to you."
He Dongchen raised his eyebrows: "Teacher Guan Xianshi's ability to turn a deer into a horse is amazing. I said I don't resent, but you have to give me a hat of resentment. In this case, I said, teacher, you are bald. Are you really bald? "
"Nonsense!" Guan Xianshi scolded angrily, subconsciously stroking his hair.
He Dongchen smiled: "Look, you also know what nonsense is."
The voice fell, and there was another burst of laughter.
The system floated onto Guan Xianshi's head at some point, kicked it, and the wig flew away.
The laughter that had been extinguished became even more rampant.
Oh my god, what kind of dispute mediation program is this? It's clearly a funny scene.
die laughing.