Huayu: Starting from joining the mainstream entertainment industry in 96

Chapter 209, Section 207: He was originally a talented man.
February 15, 1999, the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month, Lunar New Year's Eve.

The festive atmosphere in Beijing was particularly strong amidst the north wind and the sporadic sounds of firecrackers.

The living quarters of Beijing Film Studio.

Wang family.

The small living room was tidy and cozy, with the dining table moved to the center and covered with a festive red tablecloth.

The table was already laden with a dazzling array of dishes, including chicken, duck, fish and meat, as well as Wang Sheng's mother Zhang Xiulan's signature Four Happiness Meatballs, braised pork knuckle, and several refreshing seasonal vegetables, all steaming hot and fragrant.

A bottle of Moutai and several bottles of Arctic Ocean soda were already in place.

Chen Liang's mother and Zhang Xiulan, their faces beaming with satisfaction, moved between the kitchen and living room, busy with the final preparations.

Wang Baoguo was chatting with Chen Liang's father.

Chen Liang has also returned.

The number of orders for 'personalized customization' services has decreased somewhat.

At this moment, Chen Liang is helping to set out the bowls and chopsticks.

The doorbell rang, and Wang Sheng went to open the door.

Standing outside the door was a sprightly Han Sanping. He had taken off his chilly overcoat, revealing a dark jacket underneath, and was carrying two beautifully packaged gift boxes in his hands.

"Director Han, please come in!" Wang Baoguo greeted him warmly.

"Old Wang, Xiulan, Happy New Year! Sorry to bother you." Han Sanping smiled and cupped his hands in greeting, then handed over the gift, "It's just a small token of my appreciation."

"Oh, Director Han, you're too kind. It's good that you've come, why did you bring anything?" Zhang Xiulan quickly accepted the gifts, speaking politely but her smile widened.

"Uncle Han," Wang Sheng and Chen Liang greeted in unison.

With the China Film Group's listing imminent and numerous matters to attend to, Han Sanping once again chose to stay in Beijing for the Spring Festival instead of taking his daughter Han Jianu back to his hometown in Sichuan Province.

Everyone took their seats, and the round dining table immediately became lively.

As the head of the family, Wang Baoguo raised his glass and gave a brief toast, expressing his gratitude to Director Han for his care, celebrating the children's success, and wishing everyone a peaceful and prosperous new year.

Whether it's Moutai or Beibingyang liquor, the wine in the glass carries the same blessing at this moment, and should be drunk in one gulp.

The New Year's Eve dinner unfolded in a relaxed and lively atmosphere.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Zhang Xiulan began urging everyone to clear the table and prepare for the most important part of the New Year's Eve dinner—watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Everyone worked together to clean the table and set out sunflower seeds, peanuts, candy, and fruit.

The television was switched to CCTV, which was playing a pre-Spring Festival Gala program. Festive music and laughter filled the room.

At 8 p.m. sharp, the Spring Festival Gala officially began.

The familiar opening song and dance created a lively atmosphere. Everyone casually commented on the show while munching on sunflower seeds.

Skits, crosstalk, song and dance... the Spring Festival Gala, as always, brings together the most popular faces and works of the year.

"Hey, it seems like the next one is a skit by Zhao Benshan and Song Dandan?" Chen Liang, with his sharp eyes, noticed the program schedule preview.

This immediately piqued everyone's interest.

Just then, as the previous program ended and the camera focused on the host transitioning between segments, the cast and crew credits for "Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow" appeared at the bottom of the screen.

Screenwriters: He Qingkui, Wang Sheng

"Ouch!"

Chen Liang sat bolt upright, his eyes wide, pointing at the TV screen, his voice rising eight octaves: "Brother Sheng! Scriptwriter! Wang Sheng! You're awesome, Brother Sheng! When did you even come up with a skit script?!"

His shout drew everyone's attention to Wang Sheng.

Facing the focused gazes of the crowd, especially Chen Liang's exaggerated expression of admiration, Wang Sheng simply smiled and said in a calm tone, "It was just a conversation with Teacher Zhao earlier, where I mentioned some ideas. Teacher He was the main writer, and I just added my name to the draft."

"Anyway, it's pretty awesome!" Chen Liang praised.

……

at the same time.

Shandong Province, a thousand miles away, is an island city.

At Fan Xiaopang's home, the atmosphere was also one of jubilation for New Year's Eve.

The Fan family's New Year's Eve dinner was equally sumptuous, with the whole family sitting together watching the Spring Festival Gala.

When the name "Screenwriter: Wang Sheng" appeared on the screen, she was stunned for a moment, then a look of pride flashed in her eyes.

"Dad, Mom, look! Our CEO Wang is the screenwriter!" Fan Xiaopang excitedly pointed at the TV.

Mr. and Mrs. Fan were already familiar with the name Wang Sheng, knowing that he was the CEO of their daughter's company and a very capable young man.

Seeing his name appear on the Spring Festival Gala made her feel even more that her daughter had chosen the right person, and she nodded repeatedly in amazement.

Riding on the joyful atmosphere of the skit, Fan Xiaopang cleared his throat, his face beaming with barely suppressed joy and pride, and announced some exciting news: "Dad, Mom, I have some great news to tell you! After the New Year, I'll be starring in my first film and television production!"

"Really?!" Mrs. Fan exclaimed in surprise, putting down her chopsticks.

"What show? Is it reliable?" Although Mr. Fan was happy, he remained cautious.

“Of course it’s reliable!”

Fan Xiaopang raised his chin, his eyes sparkling with anticipation for the future: "It's a large-scale martial arts drama co-produced by our company, Shengying Media, and Taiwan, called 'The Legendary Twins'! I'll be playing the female lead, Tie Xinlan!"

"The Legendary Twins? The one by Gu Long?" Mr. Fan asked, somewhat surprised.

"The lead actress? My daughter is that amazing?" Fan's mother was overjoyed.

"Ok!"

Fan Xiaopang nodded vigorously: "The company attaches great importance to this project. President Wang personally selected me! He told me to prepare well and join the training group after the New Year!"

Seeing their daughter's confident and promising demeanor, Mr. and Mrs. Fan were overjoyed. Their previous worries vanished, and they raised their glasses to encourage her: "Good! Good! Little Fatty, you must seize this opportunity, perform well, and bring honor to our Fan family!"

"Don't worry! I definitely will!" Fan Xiaopang raised his drink cup, clinked glasses with his parents, and his face was radiant with youth and dreams.

……

Beijing, Gao Yuanyuan's home.

The Gao family's New Year's Eve was quieter and more scholarly.

Gao's father was an intellectual, Gao's mother was from a well-to-do family, and his older brother Gao Yong was already working. The family of four sat around the dining table, watching the Spring Festival Gala and chatting.

When the name "Screenwriter: Wang Sheng" appeared on the screen, Gao Yong, with his sharp eyes, noticed it in the screenwriter section.

"Huh? Wang Sheng? Dad, Mom, Yuanyuan, look, there's a screenwriter named Wang Sheng! Could he be the CEO of Yuanyuan's company?" Gao Yong's tone was slightly exaggerated.

Upon hearing this, Gao's parents immediately looked at the screen carefully and confirmed the name.

Both of them showed expressions of surprise.

Gao Yuanyuan's eyes lit up the moment her name appeared.

Hearing her brother and parents' astonishment, she turned around, a sweet smile of pride on her face, and explained with a confident yet slightly proud tone, "Of course it's him! He's a natural talent! He can write songs, scripts, and plan shows—he can do everything. Isn't that normal for him?"

Her tone was so natural, as if any amazing thing Wang Sheng did was within her expectations.

Her clear eyes sparkled with undisguised admiration and joy, genuinely happy for the omnipotent "Chief" in her heart.

She is also a member of the Beijing Film Academy branch.

Mr. and Mrs. Gao exchanged a glance, seemingly sensing something unusual in their daughter's expression and words.

Mr. Gao gave a soft "hmm" and didn't ask any more questions. He simply picked up his teacup, took a sip, and turned his gaze back to the television screen, but his thoughts were wandering.

(End of this chapter)