Just like Zhang A thought, even the disciples of Kui Ban did not expect Du He to take office this time.

Several of the senior disciples who performed at the forefront prayed secretly, hoping that Du He could wait until his program was finished and then chaotic. Except for Nan Feng, who was following Du He closely, who was full of confidence in Du He, the entire team was filled with a sense of being able to live by.

After suddenly experiencing such a big change, a disciple was executed in the incense hall. This matter has something to do with the other two disciples. No one would be anxious and tormented about it, but Du He did not.

Not only did there be no discomfort, Du He was even at ease.

After holding today's program list in his hand, Du He sat in the carriage, lowered his head and started writing and drawing.

The most comfortable seat on the carriage is the preferential treatment for the big head. When Jiang Zhongye was not there, Zhang Alai had always sat on this seat. Now Du He leaned on the head casually, which seemed more natural than anyone else, which made the wait-and-see disciples have a little different idea.

Nanfeng couldn't sit still, and the carriage was not moving fast, so Nanfeng ran around and chatted with a few disciples, chatting around for a few words, and the child was full of silly appearance.

It is a custom for the team to spoil girls. Everyone has an attitude towards Du He. They are more friendly to Nanfeng. Many people are happy to tease Nanfeng for Nanfeng, or take a piece of amber rice dumpling candy from their pockets. Nanfeng will run around with the candy in his mouth and occasionally stuff a biscuit into Du He's mouth and bite his ears.

Du He added the news that Nanfeng had found out about "Thanks to the point" to what he wrote, and little by little, a complicated and huge table was formed.

The number and duration of the program, how long it takes to put on makeup and change clothes, what props are equipped for each program, how many disciples in charge of the props, what are the preparation programs for the middle stage, and the relevant matters of venue negotiations. Du He added all the things needed for the performance in detail to this form!

This is the first time in all the magic teams and even the Jianghu opera troupes, and no one knows the changes brought about by such a practice.

But soon everyone realized what Du He, who had always been busy writing and painting, wrote.

Even the people in Kuiban are literate and learn magic. The most basic thing is to understand the square characters in the book. Therefore, when Du He wanted to come to the car board and spread red paper on the car board and splash ink, everyone's mouths went from tight to bigger and bigger later. When Du He wrote the two panels, everyone surrounded Du He.

Then, Du He took out a pocket watch and hung it on the door panel. He ordered with great energy: "Put it in the box, after half an hour, start putting on makeup, and after an hour, perform on time!"

Everyone looked at the clear schedule and clear task assignments and agreed.

There is no simpler performance.

Everyone felt relaxed.

Even the busiest prop disciples are well organized and busy but not messy. They usually run and hit the back of their heads, and ask grandpa and grandma to borrow help from helping them to get them all. At this time, they can have some time to take a break after moving the props and take a breath.

The makeup area, which has always been scattered and noisy, is well organized. Each group of disciples has made regulations on the time for entry and completion. Everyone has reserved enough time for themselves to dress themselves in the order of the program. So when the program is halfway through, the disciples who come in to put on makeup suddenly appear. The cosmetics and performance costumes that were thrown everywhere were placed everywhere, but at this time, they were neatly placed on the table. Fortunately, Nanfeng helped them burn hot water and iron their clothes with a temper!

The wrinkled costumes have become more draped, which is a bit more upscale than before!

Du He arranged the whole process and then stood at the entrance and took the stage. Looking at the pocket watch, occasionally pointing to the resting place for the disciples who were at a loss after the busy schedule, where light snacks were already placed.

Everyone was very satisfied.

Including the audience, there was no time to wait for the item change. Du He arranged several more programs on the program list. When the disciples were asked to sell snacks, they would heat the snacks in advance. The tea included was boiling hot.

All of this was made by Du He after careful consideration in just one morning.

Coordination is a discipline abroad, but in China, especially in teams without system management, it is an unparalleled ability.

The disciples finished their comfortable performances and the audience also watched them comfortably. The time for the curtain call and cheering was up. Du He straightened his collar, walked to the stage, and bowed to the audience.

Lotto.

Amid the applause of the sky, the door of the performance hall was pushed open. Jiang Ling came in a little embarrassedly, and was shocked to find that she was one step late. Du He, who was in a hurry, had already completed the arrangement this time.

"Ahe, is this the foreign ink you drink?"

Jiang Ling murmured and stood by the door.

Then, a louder sound of breaking the door came in, and ten times more noise than the noise in the auditorium!

Du He looked up and saw a woman with braids falling to the ground, and hundreds of people rushed into the door!

They were all dressed in gray cloth. These young men looked around in a daze and rushed towards the audience.

"Who are you? We have already ended."

Yu Dachun plucked up his courage to ask.

No one answered, and the young people seemed to think it was safe here, and they all silently wanted to find a place to sit. When there were too many people, the audience screamed as people were rushing over.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and Du He shouted in his biggest voice: "Spectators, please sit in your seats and don't walk around! Disciples go down to maintain order, and don't be crowded!"

He jumped off the stage and tried his best to pull the squeezed and twisted person out from the other person and put it on his seat.

Fortunately, today is not full. About 60% of the seats are sitting, and the rest are still empty. Du He guides these people to an empty place. Most of the original spectators have the intention to retreat when they see the young people. A small part of them sits, and more often moves forward and wants to leave early.

As soon as they went out and in, the two sides squeezed up again.

Du He knew that this situation was inconsistent, but a person's strength was too limited. He was kicked several times while he was maintaining it, and his whole body was in pain, but he still insisted on letting the two sides meet each other go to the direction of hope.

Just when the scene was about to stabilize, the door was knocked open again. Du He's eyes moved and Jiang Ling, who was holding his head, stood up and was pushed aside brutally. A group of detectives in black were holding sticks and looked at the field with great momentum.

"Don't move!"

"Catch those workers, take the rest back for investigation!"

"Everyone squats down! Squat down against the wall! Ah! Who kicks me?"

The detectives shouted and rushed into the crowd with sticks.
Chapter completed!