Life countdown begins, ice queen bursts into security room

On New Year's Eve, in Shanghai, at the Sunshine Children's Welfare Home in Songjiang District.

Inside the activity room, several long tables put together were filled with melon seeds, peanuts, and various candies.

Jiang Fan sat in an old rattan chair, holding a bowl of dumplings that Fang Ma had just cooked.

More than thirty children gathered around the television, staring at the screen.

At 8:00 PM sharp, the CCTV Spring Festival Gala, which was watched by 1.4 billion viewers across the country, officially began its live broadcast.

The first few song and dance performances were unremarkable until 8:30, the prime time slot.

The stage lights dimmed, and black-and-white historical images appeared on the large screen, followed by the deep sound of military drums.

Su Yuyan, dressed in a pure white long dress, slowly rose from the elevator platform.

That year, you were as young as I was...

His deep, story-filled voice reached the ears of 1.4 billion viewers across the country.

There was no showing off.

On the big screen, images of our ancestors charging into battle were interspersed with Su Yuyan's cool and aloof face.

In front of the television, countless people's chopsticks, which were holding dumplings, froze in mid-air.

"I felt the evening breeze that you felt, so does that mean we've embraced..."

The chorus begins.

The scene, accompanied by images of predecessors looking back from the back of the stage, was deeply moving.

After the song ended, the Weibo hot search index soared.

#Su Yuyan's Time Travel Displacement# suddenly appears at number one.

[It gave me goosebumps, and tears welled up in my eyes.]

[Su Yuyan's voice is amazing! This is the level that a national-level stage should have!]

Ratings monitoring center.

Zhang Guoqiang stared at the line graph on the screen.

The red line representing viewership ratings drew a steep upward arc the moment Su Yuyan spoke.

At 9:35, Tang Yingxue made a stunning appearance in a floor-length gown with a bright red background and gold embroidery.

The stage backdrop transforms into the Great Wall and magnificent landscapes.

The prelude to "Ten Thousand Frontiers" begins.

The drumbeats of the atmosphere crashed down.

"The red sun rises in the east, its great road is filled with rosy light..."

As soon as Tang Yingxue opened her mouth, a magnificent and grand melody resounded throughout the entire studio.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful and penetrating operatic aria rose from the ground, instantly igniting the national pride of the audience.

Backstage at CCTV, Zhang Guoqiang stared at the real-time data on the monitor, his walkie-talkie trembling.

broken.

The highest viewership record for the Spring Festival Gala in nearly ten years was broken by this song "Wanjiang".

While the entire internet was still reeling from the shock, some netizens took screenshots of the subtitles at the bottom of the screen.

"Look at the songwriters!"

Lyrics and music for "Misplaced Time and Space": Jiang Fan.

"Lyrics and music for 'Ten Thousand Frontiers': Jiang Fan"

The entire internet is abuzz. Two national masterpieces, each with a distinct style and worthy of being recorded in history, were both written by Jiang Fan.

Two days ago, he posted on Weibo, mocking Jiang Fan for crossing over into filmmaking as a nobody like director Chen Kai, and the Weibo comment section was instantly flooded with criticism.

[Director Chen, come out and show your face? Is this what you call a nobody?]

[At 21, someone could write two hit songs to close out the Spring Festival Gala; what were you doing at 21?]

Just for these two songs, I'll definitely watch Jiang Fan's movie on Chinese New Year's Day!

Jiang Fan took a sip of tea in front of the television.

It's just an appetizer.

At 10 p.m., the comedy sketches will begin.

The host announces: "Next up is 'The Pit.' Performed by the Shen Feng Drama Troupe."

Inside a high-end residential area in Kyoto.

Wang Dehai, who had been eliminated, sat on the sofa.

He held a purple clay teapot in his hand, staring at the television screen with a cold smile.

"A few amateur stage actors dare to perform on the Spring Festival Gala. I'll see how Zhang Guoqiang handles the situation when they forget their lines and there's an awkward silence."

The audience in the studio.

The deputy director of the State Administration of Radio and Television sat in the first row.

He gripped the armrests of the seat tightly with both hands, his palms sweating profusely.

On stage, Shen Feng, dressed in a cadre jacket and carrying a thermos, walked out with a pigeon-toed gait.

He leaned back in his chair, his eyelids drooping slightly.

One burden after another was thrown down in quick succession.

Laughter erupted in waves in the studio.

The deputy director looked at the leaders around him who were laughing so hard they were doubled over, and his heart slowly calmed down.

The program reached its climax.

Ma Yue, who plays the new bureau chief, reveals his identity.

Shen Feng's expression instantly underwent a complete 180-degree turn.

The two of them pulled and tugged at each other for a while.

Shen Feng took a half step back, glanced at Ma Yue, and confidently uttered that line.

"Have you been watching too much 'Goodbye Mr. Loser'? Are you just sitting here daydreaming all the time?"

The studio erupted in deafening laughter once again.

The program ended with the loudest applause.

Shen Feng and the others bowed and left the stage.

After this line was uttered, the index on Weibo's trending topics list began to jump wildly.

What's the story behind "Charlotte's Trouble"? I've never heard of it.

Is this some kind of new internet slang?

Go search for it now!

Ten minutes later, "What is Charlotte's Trouble?" suddenly became the number one trending topic.

The pop-up entries completely shocked them.

[Goodbye Mr. Loser, Director: Ning Yuan. Starring: Shen Feng, Ma Yue. Release Date: Chinese New Year's Day!]

Is this a movie invested in by Jiang Fan?

[Shen Feng is the male lead from the skit we just saw! No wonder he looked familiar!]

[A clever way to embed your movie title into a skit on CCTV's Spring Festival Gala? That's brilliant!]

This marketing strategy is unbeatable! They saved hundreds of millions in marketing costs!

Let's go to the movies on the first day of the Lunar New Year!

Before the clock struck midnight.

Xu Qingya made her grand finale appearance.

She stood under the spotlight, wearing an elegant long dress.

The song "As You Wish" brought the atmosphere of the Spring Festival Gala to its peak.

The subtitles displayed that the lyricist and composer was still Jiang Fan.

One person single-handedly produced three masterpieces during prime time, and as soon as midnight struck, Jiang Fan's name dominated the top ten trending topics on Weibo.

Four o'clock in the morning. Shanghai.

Jiang Fan pushed open the keypad door to Xu Qingya's villa.

The main lights were not on inside; only the floor lamps in the entryway and corner of the living room emitted a dim, yellowish glow.

Jiang Fan changed his shoes, hung his coat on the coat rack, and walked towards the bedroom.

He pushed open the bedroom door and paused.

Xu Qingya stood by the bed.

She kept her promise.

He was wearing a specially made "New Year's battle robe".

This is a modified version of a semi-transparent, high-slit cheongsam.

The fabric is minimal, clinging tightly to the curves.

The bright red silk material gleamed under the dim light.

The neckline is very low, and the side slits go all the way to the top of the thigh.

She appeared and disappeared with her breath.

Xu Qingya looked at Jiang Fan, her blush spreading all the way to her ears.

"You're back."

Her voice was much softer than usual.

Jiang Fan closed the door behind him, walked over, and looked her up and down.

"This dress fits perfectly."

Xu Qingya bit her lower lip, took a step forward, and put her hands on Jiang Fan's neck.

"The ratings for the Spring Festival Gala are out."

Xu Qingya tilted her head back, her warm breath landing on Jiang Fan's chin.

"The peak viewership of 'As You Wish' was the highest of the entire show."

"So, this is a reward?"

Jiang Fan wrapped his arms around her waist.

My fingers, through the thin silk, felt her body temperature.

Xu Qingya tiptoed and took the initiative to kiss Jiang Fan's lips.

Jiang Fan didn't stand on ceremony and slipped his hand inside the slit of the cheongsam.

Xu Qingya trembled, gripped Jiang Fan's shoulders tightly, and her breathing became rapid.

Jiang Fan bent down and picked her up, taking two steps to the bedside. The bright red silk slid down her fair thighs.

.........

Xu Qingya gripped the bedsheets tightly with both hands, her red lips slightly parted, letting out a soft moan of unbearable discomfort.

"Jiang Fan...slow down..."

Xu Qingya's body was taut in an arc, her toes curled up, and the edge of her stockings left alluring red marks.

The bed shook violently, accompanied by Xu Qingya's suppressed screams.

More than 30 minutes later.

Xu Qingya collapsed completely into Jiang Fan's arms, her cheongsam already torn to shreds and thrown on the carpet.