This entertainment industry is a bit strange

Chapter 389 On the stage!

On New Year's Eve, the sky is beautiful.

Although the temperature is still very low, the sun is shining and the sky is clear, not even a cloud can be seen in the sky.

The old Mouzi who led the team couldn't help boasting that it was a good sign.

After the last memory training in the morning, everyone began to do relaxation exercises to prepare for the evening performance.

At noon, under Lao Mouzi's suggestion, everyone didn't eat at all, but filled their stomachs with high-calorie compressed biscuits and fruit juice to avoid accidents as much as possible.

According to Lao Mouzi, a few years ago there was a dance team that ate blindly before performing on New Year's Eve, but suffered from food poisoning and diarrhea on the spot, and couldn't go on stage at all.

Fortunately, there are recorded and broadcast materials to fight the fire, otherwise there will be a catastrophe.

But since then, this dance troupe has never entered CCTV's field of vision, and has been directly blacklisted.

Yang Rui was terrified when he heard this, and quickly ordered everyone not to eat casually, even if they drank saliva before performing on stage, they had to report in advance, and they all received the prepared purified water.

Be careful, there is no big mistake, I really can't afford this blame!

At 05:30 in the evening, after eating some meal replacement food, everyone boarded the bus and rushed to the studio.

Along the way, the entire bus was surprisingly depressed, and everyone was extremely nervous.

Even Lao Mouzi himself was constantly taking deep breaths to relieve stress.

At this moment, he is not the national teacher of the later generations, he has not experienced the ultra-high pressure tempering of the opening of the Olympics, and his mentality has not been cultivated to the point where Mount Tai collapses in front of him without changing his color.

Being in such an environment, Yang Rui was inevitably infected, and his whole body felt a little uncomfortable.

After entering the waiting area, the colleagues inside were not much better.

Someone sat on a chair and meditated with eyes closed, chanting words.

Some people squatted in the corner and listened to music with their eyes closed, trying to use music to calm themselves down.

Someone is lying on the wall, talking to the wall.

There are also people who form groups of two and hug each other to encourage each other...

The whole scene was extremely tense, as if the air flow in the hall was much slower than outside, making people a little out of breath.

Around 06:30, when Yang Rui was sitting on a chair shaking his legs to relax, a Fetion message popped up on his phone.

"Don't be nervous, come on, I believe you can do it." The message came from Jing Tian.

Yang Rui replied with an ok gesture, but the other party directly sent a video request.

After pressing the connect button, a lot of familiar faces immediately appeared on the screen.

Miss Jing, Ding Lan, Zhao Ming, Master Yan Yuanming, Senior Sister Su Ming, Erya, Zhang Liangying, Zhang Mingming, and all the old and young women and children in the Huaying Hall...

And the background of their party was the tavern where they watched the New Year's Eve party last time, and it was probably taken over by money again.

"Are you guys already on the waiting list? What time will you show up?" Jing Tian asked.

"About a quarter past ten." Yang Rui replied.

"Oh, then you work hard, everyone work hard!" Jing Tian cheered and encouraged.

"Yang Rui, come on!"

"Brother Yang Rui, come on!"

"Little brother, come on!"

"Don't be cowardly, hold on!"

"Perform well, we are all here to cheer you on!"

"........."

Looking at these familiar faces and listening to the sound of cheering one after another, Yang Rui felt his throat a little congested.

After hanging up the chat, he jumped up and tried to relax himself.

At around eight o'clock, amidst the gorgeous stage and sound effects, the grand event watched by more than one billion people at the same time finally kicked off.

Skewered chorus, dance performance, bel canto solo, popular singing and dancing, cross talk, sketches, opera...

A series of programs were staged in turn, but the audience in the auditorium looked somewhat listless.

Obviously, this year's programs are still lackluster, especially a few language programs, the content and lines are embarrassing... just judging by the expressions on the audience, it's almost like going to jail.

But it doesn't matter, there will be continuous canned laughter on the live broadcast screen, creating a festive and joyful effect to make you laugh along.

Word of mouth is ruined step by step.

At around ten o'clock, the director team started gesturing to this side, and Lao Mouzi immediately stood up and applauded for roll call.

After confirming that all the staff were present, he patted Yang Rui on the shoulder vigorously, "Steady."

Yang Rui didn't know why he was suddenly poked at the point of laughter, and laughed out loud.

"What are you doing?" Lao Mouzi was a little confused.

"Nothing." Yang Rui shook his head, embarrassed to say.

He was really afraid that Lao Mouzi would say something later: We can win.

At [-]:[-], after shaking a round of DY red envelopes, the two hosts began to report on the topic.

"Dong Qing, your hand speed for shaking the red envelope is not good. You didn't grab it? Go back and exercise more!"

"Ok, ok, hey, I heard Jun Zhu, you've recently become obsessed with Tai Chi?"

"Yes, martial arts is a good thing left by our ancestors. Walking up a set every day, eating well and sleeping well, going upstairs is effortless and comfortable!"

"Hey, a group of real martial arts masters came to our party today, I wonder if you dare to compete with them?"

"This statement is wrong. The essence of Chinese martial arts lies in strengthening the body, not being brave and ruthless!"

"Hahaha... You are right! Then, next, please enjoy the martial arts performance "Serving the Country with Loyalty"!"

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Yanjing, in a luxurious apartment, the lanterns are hung with tassels fluttering, and the ubiquitous big red blessing characters make the room full of festive feeling.

Liu Shishi and his relatives sat together, eating fruit and vegetable cakes and kneading melon seeds, while watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Although the quality of the Spring Festival Gala has been deteriorating in recent years, after decades of influence, watching the Spring Festival Gala has already become the habit of the elders since the 31st year, and every year is no exception.

Although Liu Shishi felt bored, out of filial piety, he still watched it with him every year.

But this year is a bit different. Instead of being reluctant, she is looking forward to it because...that person will appear on stage!
"Here we come." Liu Shishi's grandmother raised her presbyopia and sat up straight, "Is this the show, right?"

Liu Shishi was excited in his heart, but his face was forced to be calm, "Yes, it should be this."

"Oh, it's still a work written and directed by Zhang Yimou. It's incredible." Grandma Liu Shishi exclaimed, "Hey, there are songs? The lyrics and music are all Yang Rui... Shishi, your boss is really versatile."

Liu Shishi smiled, feeling elated.

This is where it is, his talent is far more outrageous than you know!
After the dance, the high-spirited accompaniment melody sounded, and everyone in the room immediately became energetic.

When Yang Rui and Wang Zhi led the team out, there was even more chatter in the room.

"Wow, this kid is so handsome, with a good face and a good body, he would definitely be a star in our troupe at that time!"

"This girl is not bad, she is very energetic, she looks different from those spoiled little girls."

Liu Shishi felt itchy nostrils, "Dad, who are you scolding?"

"Yo, do you still know that you are spoiled?" Father Liu said angrily, and the whole room burst into laughter.

"Ah, ah, ah, be quiet." Liu's mother said with a smile: "It's started, let's watch the show."

Liu Shishi snorted, and his eyes were firmly locked on the TV screen.

Just two eyes, the heartbeat started to speed up involuntarily, and the roots of the ears felt faintly hot.

He is... so handsome today!

(End of this chapter)