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Chapter 106 Yanjing! 【Happy New Year everyone~】

"Into the Spring Festival" never imagined that the show would be released in this way.

Originally, the audience for their programs was only the elderly, but now the audience for their programs has greatly expanded.

For the next whole day, they racked their brains to grab some more interesting information from the scene.

But found nothing.

At meal time, the on-site reporter Xiao Wang followed a dozen takeaways to take pictures, and it turned out that they were all ordinary staff.

Mai Zishan never appeared again.

For this temporary task, Xiao Wang really only ate one bucket of instant noodles a day.

Finally, the rehearsal was over, and the leader let him go and let him rest.

The lights in Yanjing are dim, and there are stars and tall buildings in the distance.

Xiao Wang was holding a bucket of Laotan pickled vegetables and squatting in the open space outside the Olympic Sports Center, with a bunch of colleagues beside him.

The photographer took off his glasses, which were filled with white mist from the breath, looked at him and asked: "Tomorrow is a holiday, what are you going to do?"

"What else can we do? Let's go home first, celebrate the New Year, and change jobs after the New Year."

"alright."

The two stopped talking and buried themselves in eating instant noodles.

Xiao Wang muttered as he ate, "Why does this Laotan pickled cabbage smell like stinky feet?"

……

The next day, the annual New Year's Eve arrived.

Yanjing, which is usually congested, was rarely refreshed today.

On the last day of the year, office workers get rid of the eight o'clock in the morning and eight o'clock in the evening routine, and rarely sit comfortably in bed.

Looking at the rare nodding sun outside, I felt even more comfortable.

Looking across the country, there are countless similar scenes. Finally, the year is over.

However, at the moment, the Olympic Sports Center, CCTV's Recording Room No. 1, and local TV stations in various provinces are all working overtime to prepare for their own Spring Festival Gala, vying for glory.

Olympic Sports Center.

Superman is strong, no, Takehiro is sitting in front of a huge screen composed of dozens of sub-screens, watching everyone's every move.

The rehearsal went very smoothly, without any unit failure, and the performance of the singers was also very stable, especially the few popular niche students, which simply added color to the entire stage.

In Wu Yanguang's fantasy, the number of plays was unmatched by Qi Chen, and from then on, he established his status as the sole producer.

However, there was still one thing that made him not in a good mood.

A song sung by Maizi Shan, "Yanjing, Yanjing".

It can't be said that he sang poorly, but this song...

Anyway, Wu Yanguang didn't hear what was good about it. What's wrong? Is life in Yanjing very hard?

Why does it make you so miserable? A song with a sad tone from beginning to end.

I don’t live in a big villa either, just a flat floor less than 300 square meters.

I only go to the golf course once a week, and only go to a high-end restaurant every three or four days.

But didn’t I get over it slowly? My classmates are now rich and free and travel abroad every day. I can only look at them with envy.

People, be content.

For the above reasons, Wu Yanguang did not like Mai Zishan's song very much, but this song was unanimously recognized by his staff.

I don’t know why, but he sang his employees to tears.

It was difficult for Wu Yanguang to understand, but he was greatly shocked.

In addition, Mai Zishan was in the finale period, so he could only bite the bullet and arrange it like this. No matter how effective Mai Zishan's singing was, there would be a star chorus to warm up the show, so there would be no cold start.

Therefore, Takehiro thought it was harmless and everything was ready.

It will be broadcast in a few hours!

……

It's dark, and once a year, it's the most profitable time.

One takeout order is worth ten orders on weekdays, and the same is true for online ride-hailing.

Zheng Li finished delivering an order to a customer and received one hundred and sixty dollars. The unit price of this order was high, the customer was in a rush, and he was satisfied with his service. He also gave him a small reward, and said Happy New Year before leaving.

Because of this order, Zheng Li felt really warm in his heart.

At this time, the platform sent him a new order.

When he saw the tail number, his eyes froze.

Ten minutes later, I received the customer, and it turned out to be the little girl from the previous two days, sighing at the manufacturing machine.

This time the little girl was still dragging her suitcase, and Zheng Li helped her put the suitcase in the back.

Get to your destination.

Zheng Li didn't plan to speak, praying in his heart that he wouldn't sigh this time.

Don't sigh away the good mood he finally got.

The car drove smoothly for ten minutes.

The little girl's sigh came as promised.

Zheng Li: "..."

……

Xiao Wang, the on-site reporter, woke up in the morning, turned on his mobile phone and saw that it was half past nine.

"I had a good sleep this time~" Xiao Wang stretched hard.

Turn on the lights in the basement and illuminate the entire single room. On the floor is the roast duck takeout ordered yesterday.

Placed messily on the ground.

Ever since he saw Mai Zishan's roast duck takeout yesterday, he suddenly wanted to take a bite, so he boldly ordered a meal for two and finished it by himself.

The basement he rented out was on the first floor, and was actually not allowed to be sublet to tenants for living use.

But I can’t stand the demand.

Xiao Wang has such a need. In Yanjing, there is nothing cheaper than a basement.

Pack up the takeout boxes on the floor, open the door, and go to the ground to prepare for the trash.

The moment he landed on the ground.

The dark sky and the street lights along the residential buildings.

He was a little confused and the garbage he was holding fell to the ground. "Did I sleep until half past nine in the evening?"

……

At the Olympic Sports Center, the online Spring Festival Gala took the initiative to offer profits in order to reach a larger audience. Each ticket was sold for only 150 yuan, and drinks and snacks were also given away. The venue was full of people who came to celebrate the New Year.

At least on this day, everyone is excited, this is tradition.

At least at this moment, everyone is connected heart to heart. This is the atmosphere.

With the host's New Year's opening remarks and one song and dance program after another, everyone's enthusiasm continued to rise.

The lineup of the online Spring Festival Gala is indeed luxurious. Except for the lack of language-based programs, other singing and dancing are also eye-catching.

In the dispatch room on the negative floor, in front of countless sub-screens.

Wu Yanguang kept one hand in his pocket and one hand on his chin, staring at the video screen.

He spent almost the whole day in this position, analyzing program data all the time.

From the first moment of celebrity chorus appearances, to song and dance performances, to the Spring Festival-themed short videos prepared by advertisers themselves.

The playback rate is rising every moment, and his heart is excited every moment.

Finally, the first hour of prime time is over.

It can be said that it is a gathering of stars, including the well-known actor Qin Hao, who has won the Golden Bear and the Palme d'Or, singing with a voice that he has practiced for a month.

The dance choreography brought by the Yangyi team.

The first soprano sang a dolphin song that moved the audience.

There are also many traffic niches who bring their own fame to the stage.

Time flies by quickly, what the audience cares about is the New Year, and what Takehiro cares about is the ratings.

In the dazzling, dazzling light.

The audience became tired and excited, and Takehiro gradually became confused.

……

"Hey……"

Zheng Li really couldn't stand it anymore.

After turning on the car's multimedia, you can watch some programs online.

Taking advantage of the red light, he turned on the online Spring Festival Gala that Lu He had told him about.

Although it cannot be played, it can be listened to.

As he expected, it was just some vulgar singing and dancing.

But at least it's better than sighing.

However, the little girl seemed to be aware of his intentions and was determined to spread negative energy.

Sighing louder.

Zheng Li could only tune in to this online Spring Festival Gala.

At a red light, he turned around and saw someone setting off small fireworks sticks on the side of the road. At night, they were like burning pear blossoms, floating towards him, making him lose consciousness for a while.

"Master, the light is green, the light is green."

The little girl in the back row shouted softly.

Suddenly shut up again.

Because the song is playing from the car speakers.

Zheng Li looked away from the fireworks.

At this moment, he realized that it was not the fireworks that made him lose his mind.

But this song

"When I walk down every street here

My heart never seems to be at peace
In addition to the roar of the engine and the sound of electricity

I seem to hear its candle-like heartbeat

I'm laughing here I'm crying here
I live here and die here
I'm praying here I'm confused here
I'm here to find and here to lose. "

……

Xiao Wang didn't know how he carried the garbage all the way back.

The dark corridor has no voice-activated lights.

One meter above are thousands of lights.

He was one meter below the ground and inadvertently opened the online Spring Festival Gala where he was staying.

Just standing in the darkness, loneliness and desolation could not invade him.

“The café is three blocks from the plaza
Just like the distance from neon lights to the moon

People console each other and hug each other as they struggle

Looking for and chasing the dying broken dreams. "

……

Lu He carefully placed the insulin on the table and picked up the cup of hot water he had just poured.

Hold it in your hand for warmth.

His computer is Mai Zishan at the center of the stage where everyone is watching, that is the Olympic Sports Center.

Just two days ago, he saw this man with his own eyes and told him to feel sad.

Today, this man stands in the center of the Olympic Sports Center, where thousands of people are paying attention.

Taking the sadness to the extreme.

"If one day I have to leave
I hope people bury me here
I can feel my presence here
There are so many things that I love here. "

……

"Master, what kind of song is this?"

the little girl asked.

Zheng Li shook his head, "I don't know."

"What kind of song is this?" she cried.

"What kind of song is this?" she cried.

　Although I have less updates, I am also updating in the New Year, hahaha. I wish everyone a happy New Year.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)