What the hell are you trying to do?

The crowd clapped and cheered as the Da Cheng Quan joint performance came to an end. It wasn't very loud, it was just a formality to applaud as the performers left the stage. After all, the people weren't that interested in the show at all.

Backstage.

Ding De wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was finally over. He felt that it had been a perfect performance.

In the crowd.

Vice-President Guo sat with all the leaders. He clapped his hands vigorously. Not bad, not bad at all. The opening performance had been perfect. They just had to continue with the same standard for the rest of the show for the joint performances to conclude perfectly. Then, he glanced at Lin Fan and his students. As long as he didn't create any trouble, things would go smoothly. At that point in time, he saw that Lin fan was applauding the performance on stage too and he felt a little more relieved. That kid isn't going to cause any more trouble.