At the beginning of the fire to save people, I was broadcast live as a firefighter

Although he got up early, the traffic situation in the capital was not comparable to that of dg city.

The 10-kilometer journey took a full 40 minutes.

According to Zhang Wenjing's explanation, being able to arrive within 40 minutes is considered very good.

The National Firefighters Youth Art Show is located in the auditorium of a school.

The space is very large. Li Xiao checked it visually, and it can seat at least 3000 people.

Although it is only after 9 o'clock, there are already many staff members on the scene doing the final layout tasks.

Seeing Zhang Wenjing, many staff also greeted her, obviously knowing each other.

Zhang Wenjing brought Li Xiao backstage.

Since it is not a professional stage, the background setting is also very simple.

Dozens of rooms of different sizes with curtains are the lounges of different teams.

Li Xiao was alone, so the room he was allocated was very small.

In the room, there is a dressing table, a cabinet, and a small sofa.

Looking at other vacant positions, only two or three people can stand.

Not even room for an extra chair.

Afraid that Li Xiao might misunderstand something, Zhang Wenjing quickly explained:

"Mr. Li Xiao, don't mind. We have limited conditions here, so the arrangement of the room is determined according to the number of performers."

"Because you are performing solo here, the space will be a little smaller, please forgive me."

Li Xiao waved his hand indifferently.

As a small character who was added temporarily, it is very good to have a separate lounge.

Zhang Wenjing didn't even think about whether Li Xiao really didn't care or pretended to be polite, and continued to ask:

"By the way, Mr. Li Xiao, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Such as stage lighting? Or stage layout? Or soundtrack or something like that?"

Li Xiao lowered his head and thought for a while, then shook his head:

"These should not be necessary, just a chair is enough."

"By the way, has my music recording passed the review?"

The music recording that Li Xiao said was when he was waiting at the airport.

[Sing a folk song for the Dang] recorded with a mobile phone.

After all, it is a national competition, and it is officially held.

There are still a lot of scruples and rules.

All appearances or dances need to be reviewed in advance.

"It has been reviewed."

Zhang Wenjing said something in a low voice, and then she lowered her voice:

"I heard from the reviewing teacher above that the piece is very good. I hope Teacher Li Xiao can play it well."

"Okay, I'll do my best."

"Well, here is my business card, you can contact me if you need anything."

"Lunch and dinner are served in the canteen. If you are not used to eating, just call me and I will arrange it for you."

Hearing Zhang Wenjing's words, Li Xiao quickly waved her hand and refused.

"Don't, don't, just have a dining hall."

"We usually eat compressed biscuits when we do emergency missions. It would be nice to have a canteen to eat."

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Zhang Wenjing showed a puzzled expression on her face:

"Isn't Mr. Li Xiao a member of the Propaganda Department? Could it be that the funds for the lower part are so tight?"

It stands to reason that the work of the staff in the Propaganda Department is relatively easy, at least much easier than the front-line firefighters.

Even if there is an emergency mission, it is usually used as a logistics department.

Even if the conditions are relatively difficult, no matter how bad you are, you can still eat boxed lunches or instant noodles.

How could it be possible to eat compressed biscuits?

Li Xiao was stunned for a moment, and he didn't have anything to hide and explained:

"I originally belonged to the No. [-] Fire Squadron of DG City."

"Because of some things, I was temporarily seconded to the Propaganda Department."

"It just so happened that a contestant from the Propaganda Department had a car accident, so I was asked to come over as a temporary substitute."

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Hearing this tortuous and bizarre experience, Zhang Wenjing couldn't help but feel emotional.

This teacher Li Xiao is really lucky.

After all, it is also a good qualification to be able to show up at the National Firefighters Youth Art Show.

Whether it is for future promotion or evaluation work, it will be of great help.

"That's all right, Teacher Li Xiao has to take care of herself."

"The makeup artist will come over between four and five o'clock to help with makeup."

"You go to work first, I still have some trivial things to do on my side."

"If you have any questions, just call me."

Li Xiao nodded:

"OK, go ahead."

The two said goodbye, and Li Xiao put down the thick cloth curtain in the single room.

Immediately, most of the noise outside the door disappeared, but after all, it was a door curtain, not a soundproof sealed iron door.

But this is enough for Li Xiao to practice.

It was too late yesterday and I was in the hotel.

He was worried about affecting the rest of others, so he didn't practice at all.

Although I didn't consider getting any good rankings.

After all, there are only three basic skills, and it is simply impossible to get out of a group of big shots.

But it is still necessary to take it seriously.

So the originally noisy background began to play a song that no one had heard before.

"Hey, which teacher is playing the piano?"

"I don't know, isn't it around 4 o'clock that the teacher will come to prepare for makeup?"

"No, it seems that there is such a person. I just saw Xiaojing lead him in."

"Oh oh oh, I see, it seems to be a substitute for a show."

"Substitute? Is this a temporary cramming? Grinding your guns before the battle?"

"Impossible, it sounds great!"

"It's really good, it's catchy, and it plays the guitar well."

"I haven't heard this song before? What's it called?"

"You haven't heard it either? I thought it was a new song. I'm the only one who hasn't heard it."

"No way, you haven't heard of it?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one had heard what the song this person played was.

"Is it a new original track?"

"It must be. None of us have heard of it. It can only be created by ourselves."

"This is too well written!"

"Indeed, not bad."

Several of them are staff who are responsible for various official evening parties or cultural performances.

So they still have a certain understanding of most of the red songs.

Although they can't sing, they can't create.

But the basic distinction between good and bad can still be easily done.

[Sing a folk song for the Dang] It keeps looping in the background.

Those who work in the front and back of the office, for some reason, feel like their moods are getting agitated.

After practicing more than a dozen times, Li Xiao felt that his mastery of this song had reached the limit that he could achieve so far.

Instead of continuing to practice, he stopped and played with his mobile phone.

After all, the skills in him are instilled by the system.

In fact, as long as you get started, you can reach the peak level you can reach so far.

Therefore, his current practice is just to be prepared and make his body and energy more compatible.