number one idol

Chapter 470 Opening

"Hey, Mom, I can't go back for the Chinese New Year this year, yes, it's still the Spring Festival Gala."

On the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month, there were only three days left before the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala. He Xiao had just finished washing his hands in the bathroom of the CCTV building. When he came out to wash his hands, he called home.

"If you don't come back, don't come back. You work hard, don't worry about your family, your father and I are fine."

Comrade Li Chengjuan, the old mother, expressed her spiritual support for He Xiao's work, but there was a bit of disappointment in her tone that could not be concealed.

He Xiao hasn't been home for the Spring Festival for two years. As a parent, while supporting his child's work, he can't help being full of longing.

As a child, He Xiao felt guilty in his heart. He also thought about bringing his parents to him, but the two old people didn't want to be too far away from home, so they could only spend more time at home to accompany them.

A scene like this can often be seen in the backstage of the CCTV studio hall. There is an old artist at the Spring Festival Gala. He has not been home for the reunion year for 12 consecutive years.

For him, the Spring Festival Gala not only represents the arrival of the New Year, but also the expectations of the audience.

Every year during the Spring Festival Gala, these veteran artists will meet audiences across the country as scheduled, and will bring hilarious performances, but behind the seemingly lively scenes, there is also hidden helplessness and loneliness that are unknown to everyone.

Not being able to celebrate the reunion year at home like ordinary people is the biggest regret of these performers.

"He Xiao, Liao Yuqing said to come and watch our rehearsal program this afternoon." After returning from the bathroom, Lin Yunkai greeted him and said.

They rehearsed for almost a month, and Liao Yuqing never came to see it. On the one hand, he trusted He Xiao and knew that he would not make mistakes in his work. On the other hand, he was too busy as the chief director. The four-hour Spring Festival Gala, He has to personally review nearly a hundred programs one by one, and the workload is not ordinary.

Now there are only three days left until the New Year's Eve, Liao Yuqing has finally sorted out the general outline of the Spring Festival Gala, and is going to see how He Xiao rehearses.

He Xiao nodded upon hearing Lao Lin's words, and said, "Let Director Liao take a look. If there is something that cannot be acted, now is the time to delete it."

The previous sketches were always somewhat critical, and the scale was large. They dared to say and act anything. Although "Eating Noodles" did not have these factors, they were not afraid of [-] but just in case. In the world of black phones Liao Yuqing's standards are different from those in his own world, so Liao Yuqing has to go over them.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Liao Yuqing knocked on the door and walked in, with a smell of leeks on his body, he should have just finished eating scrambled eggs with leeks.

He sat down on the sofa, drank two sips of tea and said, "He Xiao, I heard the props team say that we don't need props for this sketch? Then how do you act?"

In fact, strictly speaking, this can't be regarded as not using props, after all, a red bucket and bowls and chopsticks are required, but compared with the fanfare of other sketches, this thing was subconsciously ignored by Liao Yuqing.

In his eyes, He Xiao didn't need props to perform the skit, so he was very curious. Is a sketch without props still a sketch?How should I play it?Without the authenticity brought by props, the audience's sense of substitution will be greatly reduced.

"Hey, Director Liao, just look at it and you'll know."

He Xiao didn't explain in detail, because this "Eating Noodles" is a sketch supported by acting skills. Although there are no props, it is better than props. Liao Yuqing needs to perform it in order to understand it.

In the next 15 minutes, He Xiao and Lin Yunkai each played a role, completely recreating the sketch, and the lifelike performance stunned Liao Yuqing.

"Good! That's great!"

After the skit ended, Liao Yuqing immediately applauded and cheered. The quality of this skit was completely beyond his expectation. Even though he had thought that He Xiao might surprise him before coming, he had prepared himself in advance. But when I saw the finished product, I was still deeply amazed.

How did you come up with this?
It's too funny!
Laughs are about to overflow!
Liao Yuqing immediately made a decision, and said with a hammer: "There is no need to change it, just go straight up like this, it will definitely be popular!"

The Spring Festival Gala has not had such an outstanding skit for many years. This stage needs new injection of creativity. Liao Yuqing is very satisfied. He even feels that He Xiao's skit is likely to set off a storm in the skit world after it is broadcast.

That afternoon, Liao Yuqing came out of the rehearsal room with a smile on his face. Many people who saw this scene became even more curious. What kind of show is He Xiao going to perform?So mysterious!
Time just passed by day by day.

The taste of the New Year outside is getting stronger and stronger.

Finally, the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month is here!
Early in the morning, crackling firecrackers sounded in the streets and alleys of Huaguo, waking up the stinky young people who were still lying in bed. People go to the streets to visit friends and pay New Year's greetings to relatives.

……

"Oh, I gained another five catties."

In a county in the north, He Jin stepped down from the weighing machine, sighing a little. She has gained too much weight in the past year. Her originally ninety-pound figure now seems to be about a hundred pounds.

Cousin He Wan smiled and said: "Sister, this weight is just right, how do you say that, the weight is not more than [-], either flat chested or short."

"I'll hit you!" He Jin looked down at her chest, compared her size, and immediately raised her brows, making a super fierce look.

He Wan ran away in a hurry, leaving behind a grimace.

"Stop making trouble, stop it." My mother, Comrade Li Chengjuan, came out of the kitchen with an iron spoon in her hand, pinched her waist and asked, "He Jin, did you video your brother? He is going to perform on stage today. There will be no time at night."

"I know, I know, what's there for that brat to watch." He Jin agreed impatiently, but his hands were dissatisfied, and played a video for He Xiao, but it took a long time before the signal was connected.

In the video, He Xiao kept looking forward, and people around him kept talking to him. He is too busy now. The live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala has entered the final countdown, and there are less than ten hours left. CCTV backstage There is always work to be done.

Seeing his appearance, He Jin didn't bother him too much. After a quick chat, he hung up the video.

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On the Internet, the painting styles of major APP software have also turned into festive red lanterns, a lively scene.

After the start of the Spring Festival Gala, several of the largest video sites in China will broadcast live simultaneously, and they also launched a red envelope grabbing activity by watching the live broadcast, which undoubtedly makes everyone's anticipation for the Spring Festival Gala even stronger.

Time passed bit by bit, and the whole country was looking forward to it, and the eight o'clock bell... rang!

(End of this chapter)