China Entertainment’s rescue plan is hard to come by

Chapter 992 Liu Tianxian: Am I your biological daughter?! [Two-in-One]

The selection of the chief director for the Spring Festival Gala was decided by Zheng Chaoyang in a meeting within the Arts and Entertainment Center, who acted with absolute authority.

Everyone except Yu Yuanshan was surprised.

No, even Yu Yuanshan himself didn't realize it.

In the afternoon, Zheng Chaoyang invited him to his office alone and asked him directly whether he was confident in "getting Sun Yi".

Yu Yuanshan was also in a difficult position, but at this moment, it was absolutely impossible for him to take back what he had already said. He could only bite the bullet and agree, saying that the probability was very high, provided that the program center really delegated authority.

"Three days!"

"This matter will need to go through the leadership team's office meeting in three days. Before that, you must give me a satisfactory result!"

Zheng Chaoyang gave him a "final ultimatum".

Yu Yuanshan didn't even know how he got back to his office. He only remembered that as soon as he sat down and leaned back in his chair, his entire back felt cold.

The center has tentatively selected Sun Yi as the chief director of this year's Spring Festival Gala, but this is not the final result. In the end, it still has to pass the approval of the station's leaders.

But that requires a viable plan and justification, coupled with Sun Yi's personal abilities and influence. Unless a certain station leader is extremely dissatisfied with Sun Yi and forcibly opposes it, they will most likely agree.

The chances of Sun Yi being rejected are extremely slim.

Now it depends on whether he can persuade Sun Yi within three days. No, besides persuading him, he must at least reach a preliminary and specific cooperation agreement with Sun Yi.

Yu Yuanshan recalled Sun Yi's attitude when they met a few days ago; it seemed that Sun Yi hadn't explicitly refused him.

Only after thinking about this did he feel a little relieved.

As long as it's not a clear rejection, I believe that given the favor I showed him on "My Love from the Star" and my relationship with Yu Feihong, this shouldn't be too much of a problem.

Yu Yuanshan was so concerned that he lost his composure. Only now did he finally regain his composure and begin to organize the "rules and regulations" that Director Zheng had agreed to at the meeting that afternoon.

These are his biggest assets in inviting Sun Yi, so he can't afford to be careless.

He didn't even have time to eat a bite of food until he got home from get off work. He went through all the documents again before taking out his phone to call Sun Yi.

Just before dialing, he suddenly chuckled self-deprecatingly a few times.

This feeling is similar to when you first start working and complete a task assigned by your boss, preparing to report on it.

Being anxious about gains and losses.

There's no way around it; the job of director of the Spring Festival Gala is a hot potato that nobody wants to take on.

At the same time, he is now in this crucial situation. At his age, as long as he can establish himself in the arts and culture center and achieve something, there is no guarantee that he will be able to go even further.

After adjusting my mindset, I decisively pressed the call button.

The phone rang a few times before being answered. Sun Yi's clear, slightly puzzled voice came from the other end: "Hello, Director Yu? Mom, I need to take this call."

The background sound was also clear, indicating that Sun Yi was with his family.

"Director Sun, are you having dinner with your family? I hope it won't bother you by calling at this hour?"

Yu Yuanshan tried to keep his voice steady, but his speaking speed was still faster than usual. "I have an emergency on my end that I need to discuss with you."

"Director Yu, it's alright, please go ahead." Sun Yi's side quieted down, as if they had moved to a quiet place.

Yu Yuanshan didn't think too much about it and went straight to the point, "This afternoon, at a meeting of our arts and culture center, I formally reported the proposal to recommend you as the chief director of this year's Spring Festival Gala. Although there were some doubts and discussions, in the end, the leaders made the final decision and agreed!"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then Sun Yi's voice came through, tinged with doubt: "You've already agreed? No, Director Yu, first of all, I'm very grateful for your invitation and recommendation, but I haven't..."

"Director Sun, I understand what you mean, but please let me finish what I have to say."

Yu Yuanshan gave a wry smile. “The leaders were really pushing me hard at the meeting, and I had no choice but to accept it. But I also considered your specific situation and negotiated with the leaders. If you are willing to accept our invitation to serve as the chief director of this year’s Spring Festival Gala, then CCTV will promise to give you the greatest support, including in the creation, selection, and even approval of the program.”

The biggest support? Creation, selection, or even approval?
Sun Yi on the other end of the phone was clearly taken aback for a moment, and then asked in return, "How big could it be?"

Yu Yuanshan hesitated for a second, then made up his mind and chose to tell the truth.

"Director Sun, to be honest, the meeting just ended this afternoon. The leaders only set the basic tone. There was definitely no time to finalize the specific details or even the written list of powers and responsibilities at the meeting."

He paused for a moment, then quickly added, "However, during my report, I clearly emphasized that 'granting you full creative autonomy' was the core condition for inviting you, and I promised to provide you with services and guarantees."

"The leader finally nodded, which in a sense means he acknowledged this premise. I'm not joking with you about this; the specific boundaries still need to be clarified through formal negotiations between our two sides. At the same time, I can assure you that our program center is absolutely sincere this time!"

The phone went silent again, and after a long wait, Sun Yi finally replied.

"Director Yu, I understand. Thank you for informing me so promptly. I will give you a clear reply as soon as possible."

"Okay, okay, then I'll wait for your good news."

Yu Yuanshan hung up the phone and let out a long sigh. Although he had clearly heard Sun Yi's promise and believed that Sun Yi was very likely to accept the job, he was still uneasy until the final result came out.

Now, it all depends on the final outcome for Sun Yi.

Sun Yi was also a bit confused at this moment.

Is it really that fast? Does it come true just like that?
Just as things were settled and a negotiation team was formed, preparing for a protracted battle with CCTV, they unexpectedly "submitted" first, even voluntarily making concessions on their terms.

It involves not only the creation and selection of programs, but also the approval process.

Although nothing is finalized yet, and his specific influence is still uncertain, at least the door has been opened for him. It's clear they're aiming to make him the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala.

"What happened?"

A small, white, and tender hand suddenly appeared in front of Sun Yi, interrupting his thoughts.

It's obvious without even guessing, it must be Miss Liu.

Tonight, Liu's mother suddenly came to visit them, bringing a table full of delicious food. The two of them ate with Liu's mother.

They were enjoying their meal when Sun Yi suddenly called.

"Let them come," Liu Yifei said. She knew her husband had been very busy lately, so she didn't think much of it, since they were all family.

But when she saw Sun Yi hanging up the phone and still standing there in a daze, she sensed something was wrong and quickly woke him up.

"Oh, it's nothing, it was Director Yu who called," Sun Yi replied.

"Director Yu? Uncle Yu?" Liu Yifei sat up abruptly, asking curiously, "About the Spring Festival Gala director?"

“Mm.” Sun Yi nodded.

"What are the specifics?" Liu Yifei asked again, pulling on Sun Yi's arm.

The couple made quite a commotion, immediately attracting Liu's mother's attention, especially the words "Spring Festival Gala director." She sat opposite them, put down her chopsticks, and looked at her daughter and son-in-law with a puzzled expression.

Noticing Liu's mother's gaze, Sun Yi was about to explain when Liu Yifei covered his mouth.

"Don't say it, I'll do it."

Then, with a proud look on her face, she took Sun Yi's arm and boasted to Liu's mother, "Mom! CCTV has invited Sun Yi to be the chief director of this year's Spring Festival Gala!"

"Oh, really? That's great!"

Liu Xiaoli watched with a smile as her daughter bragged about her husband, and replied in a very cooperative manner.

Liu Yifei felt that wasn't enough, so she went on and on to tell her mother the whole story, continuing until the phone call that evening. "What's left is for him to say. What did Director Yu mean by that phone call? A second invitation?"

Liu Yifei looked at Sun Yi.

"Well, I guess so."

Sun Yi met Liu's gaze, nodded, and then briefly recounted the contents of the phone call to the mother and daughter.

"Doesn't that mean CCTV has given you the greatest power? That you're the 'real' chief director?"

"Yes, that's about right, it should be like this."

"So what did you reply? Did you answer or not?"

"It's not finalized yet. I said I'd get back to him as soon as possible." "Mom~" Liu Yifei took Sun Yi's hand again, "What do you think about this? Should we agree to their proposal?"

"Hey, Mom doesn't know anything about these things. Let Xiao Yi decide for himself."

Liu Xiaoli waved her hand, not wanting to get involved in the young couple's previous career issues. Her daughter's career was almost ruined because of her misjudgment, and she still remembered it vividly. Ever since Liu Yifei and Sun Yi got together, she had told herself that she would not interfere in anything except for their life issues.

"Oh, Mom, just say it, there are no outsiders here."

Liu Yifei was clearly acting cute again, and she was obviously in a great mood when she saw her mother tonight.

Sun Yi added, "It's okay, Mom. Just take it as your own opinion, and give me some advice."

"Then, shall I tell you?" Liu Xiaoli asked tentatively.

"Speak! Speak!"

Liu Yifei was getting impatient.

"I think this is a good thing. The fact that CCTV took the initiative to invite him shows that Xiao Yi is capable and his abilities have been recognized by the country. At that time, audiences all over the country can come and see him. Even if it's not about bringing glory to his ancestors, it's still serving the people."

Liu Xiaoli expressed her heartfelt agreement.

In her early years, she took her daughter to the United States, yearning for the outside world, but after seeing it, she realized that it was just like that.

Having returned to China to settle down in recent years, and as I've grown older, I've come to love this land of my ancestors even more.

She also felt the weight and emotional connection that traditional festivals and events like the Spring Festival and the Spring Festival Gala hold in the hearts of the Chinese people. This is not just a gala, but a cultural symbol and a collective memory. To her, entrusting her son-in-law with such an important responsibility is an extremely high recognition and honor.

"Right! I think so too. Honey, what do you think?"

Sun Yi looked at Liu Yifei's face, which was full of pride for her husband, and felt incredibly happy.

It's just the Spring Festival Gala, what's the big deal? Just so the girl can brag to people that her husband directed the Spring Festival Gala for Chinese people all over the world, he did it.

"Okay, I'll give it a try this year!"

"Yes! My husband is the best!"

"Hey, don't get too excited yet. If I accept the invitation to the Spring Festival Gala, you won't be able to escape either. I'll definitely drag you along. At the very least, you'll have to put on a show."

"Tch, I thought it was something big!" Liu Yifei curled her lip dismissively. "It's just being on the Spring Festival Gala, it's not like I've never been before, who are you trying to scare!"

"Okay, you said it yourself. When it comes to rehearsals and stuff, don't complain about how hard it is. Let me tell you, it won't do you any good if you come to me."

Sun Yi threatened him with absolute certainty.

"They're underestimating us! I definitely won't call them. I'll show them what a real husband-and-wife team is all about!"

Hahaha~
Liu Yifei's cuteness amused both Sun Yi and Liu Xiaoli.

Liu Xiaoli, in particular, was incredibly gratified to see her daughter still so happy and joyful after her wedding. Her gaze towards Sun Yi was full of approval, though a fleeting hint of regret crossed her eyes.

Sun Yi noticed this and initially wanted to ignore it, but then he thought that since Liu's mother rarely came to visit, she might have something to say. So he decided to ask, "Mom, is there anything else you want to say?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yifei looked at her mother curiously.

"Ah, no, no, it's fine."

"Oh! Mom~ just say what you want to say!"

It is said that no one knows a daughter better than her mother, and the reverse is also true. Liu Yifei immediately noticed that something was wrong with her mother and asked her directly.

A hint of hesitation and embarrassment flickered in Liu Xiaoli's eyes. She wiped her hands, then turned and took a file folder from her bag.

"Actually, besides seeing you two and bringing you some food, there's something else I'd like to discuss with you today."

Liu's mother's voice softened, tinged with embarrassment.

"Mom, what's wrong? Tell me," Liu Yifei asked with concern.

Liu Xiaoli opened the file bag and took out several handwritten letters. The paper was rough and varied in style. The handwriting was crooked and of different sizes, but each stroke was written very carefully.

She handed the letter to Sun Yi and Liu Yifei.

"It's about the foundation. They recently donated funds to build a Hope Primary School. The school opened this month, and the local teachers, principal, and leaders from the township and county, especially the children, are all extremely grateful."

“They were very enthusiastic and invited the person in charge of the foundation, preferably Sisi, to visit the school, see the new classrooms, and meet the children.”

As Liu's mother spoke, her fingers gently traced the letter.

“These are all thank-you letters written by the children. Although their handwriting is not beautiful, their hearts are sincere. That place was a national-level poverty-stricken county for twenty years, and the conditions were really difficult. This school has indeed solved the problem of many children having to travel far and have difficulty going to school. I really couldn’t refuse their enthusiasm.”

She glanced at Sun Yi, then at Liu Yifei, her tone even more apologetic:

"Originally, I was thinking of discussing with you whether we could spare a day or two to go there. It's not far, just in Hebei, a few hours' drive away. Letting the children meet the people who helped them would be a kind of encouragement."

"But now I hear that Xiao Yi might be taking on such an important job as the Spring Festival Gala, he must be so busy he won't have a moment to spare. Maybe we should just let it go? I'll find a way to refuse them, or I can go and see for myself."

She clearly didn't want to bother Sun Yi with matters concerning the charity foundation.

Liu Yifei took the letters and looked at them carefully.

The letters were simple; some had drawings of the sun and flowers, while others read, "Thank you, Sister Liu Yifei, we have a new classroom." They were innocent yet sincere.

Liu Yifei's eyes welled up with tears. She looked up at her mother and said, "Mom, don't say that. I saw the children's good intentions and I was very touched. Isn't this the meaning behind our initial decision to do charity work?"

As she spoke, she glanced at Sun Yi, then turned away and said, "It's alright, I'll go. Sun Yi will be busy with his Spring Festival Gala, and I'll go check on the children. It won't conflict with anything."

Sun Yi also finished reading the letter and was equally moved. He thought for a moment and asked Liu's mother, "Mom, where exactly is it located? If we go there, how long will it take approximately?"

“It’s not far, it’s in Hebei, only a four or five-hour drive. If you’re in a hurry, you can go that day and come back that evening. It’s a full day, with some time spent on the road,” Liu’s mother quickly said.

"When will the school be completed?" Sun Yi asked again.

"It's at the end of the month, and they said the specific date depends on what's convenient for us."

Sun Yi nodded, looked at Liu Yifei, then at Liu's mother, thought for a moment, and made a decision: "Then let's go. It's not far anyway, so let's not rush. Let's go together at the end of October, take a couple of days."

"Huh?" Liu Yifei and her mother were both stunned.

"You...you're going? Xiao Yi, aren't you preparing for the Spring Festival Gala? This is so late." Liu's mother was a little worried for him, afraid that he would delay the important Spring Festival Gala.

Sun Yi smiled and explained, "Mom, the Spring Festival Gala director is busy, but not so busy that he can't spare a couple of days. It's only the beginning of October, and the real process of soliciting, selecting, and intensively rehearsing programs hasn't even started yet."

"Besides, even if it starts, the preliminary work such as venue renovation, technical solutions, and team building will take time to prepare. As the general director, my role is to direct, not to be stuck in the rehearsal hall and meeting room like in the later stages. Going to see the children will take two days round trip, which is plenty of time."

After speaking, he looked at Liu Yifei again, his eyes gentle:
"Moreover, I think it's more meaningful than just taking a look. I can also be a teacher to the children for a day, teach them a class, or lead them in singing and playing games. That's more meaningful than just taking a look. As for me, I'll be a driver and bodyguard, and experience it for myself."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yifei's eyes lit up instantly, and a surprised and touched smile spread across her face. She nodded quickly, "Great! I can prepare some simple music or art lessons!"

"The music is alright, but the art is a different story. Your skills are terrible, don't mislead the students."

Sun Yi glanced at the doodles Liu Yifei had been playing with in her spare time displayed in the living room and said with a look of disapproval.

"Oh my god! Mom! Look at him!"

Liu Yifei blushed instantly and wanted to retaliate, but considering her mother's presence, she could only voice her accusations to Sun Yi.

Liu Xiaoli didn't care at all; instead, she looked at her daughter and son-in-law with loving eyes, her heart filled with relief and emotion.

She knew that Sun Yi was being considerate of her difficulties, supported her daughter's charitable intentions, and was willing to share family responsibilities despite his busy schedule.

Such a good son-in-law is hard to find even with a lantern; a little banter between husband and wife is nothing.

Besides, my own daughter really lacks talent when it comes to writing, and she won't let anyone else say that!

"Alright, I think Xiao Yi is right. You should give up on teaching painting."

"Mom! Am I even your biological child?!"

(End of this chapter)