Chapter 376

In the No. 1 studio of Yangshi, various departments are busy checking and debugging.

The backstage was even more crowded. Except for a few big-name teams who could get their own room, most of the people were huddled together.

Since the afternoon, the “Year after Year” column team has moved in with portable equipment and started live interviews. They are running around like street urchins.

What was captured was all about joy and the festive atmosphere of the New Year, but after the camera was removed, all that was left was tension and uneasiness.

“Dad! Mom, look, it’s Dad!”

The thick eyebrows and big eyes that appeared on the screen made Duoduo very happy, and she jumped up and down.

“Yes, Mommy saw it!” Sun Li touched her daughter’s little head lovingly and looked towards the door cautiously.

The door was closed, and I could faintly hear the sound of a kitchen knife and a chopping board colliding in the kitchen across the living room.

“Shh, keep your voice down, don’t let grandpa and grandma hear you!”

Hearing the sound, Duoduo quickly covered her mouth, but she couldn’t hide the joy in her eyes.

“Mom, the Spring Festival Gala programs we are going to watch tonight are all made by Dad, right?”

“Yes!” Sun Li rolled his eyes helplessly, “I’ve answered you so many times, why are you still asking?”

“Hehe! Dad is the chief director! Dad is the best, right?”

“Yeah!”

“Mom, you have to work hard too!” Duoduo clenched her fists. “Even though you can never be as good as Dad no matter how hard you try, don’t give up. After all…”

“What?” Sun Li was filled with sadness, and forced out a “vicious” expression, “Does your butt itch? Do you want to be beaten?”

“Mom, you said that children shouldn’t lie. So why do you want to punish Duoduo for being honest?” Duoduo blinked her eyes, full of clarity and innocence.

Even though Sun Li knew very well in his heart that innocence was just a disguise, his heart was filled with evil intentions of the old Zhen family.

But there is no way to refute it.

“But you’re the mother, so you can spank her ass, just like dad spanks mom.”

“Wait!” Sun Li was shocked. “When did Daddy spank Mommy? Don’t talk nonsense. He didn’t do that!”

“Yes, yes! Duoduo heard it all. Mom, you even apologized and said, ‘Dad, I was wrong.'”

Sun Li:ヾ(д)

“At first Duoduo thought she was dreaming, but after a while mom and dad pushed the door open. Dad even said, ‘Why did you shout so loudly just now? If you wake Duoduo up, I’ll beat you to death!'” The little girl imitated the tone in a baby voice, but Sun Li was in no mood to get cute. “Then I woke up completely, but Duoduo didn’t want her mom to get beaten, so she continued to pretend to sleep.”

“Huh~” Hearing this, Sun Li breathed a sigh of relief.

Completely awake? This means that he was confused before and didn’t listen for long.

Fortunately! Fortunately!
“Mom, is Duoduo filial?”

“Yeah, filial piety.”

“Then mommy won’t spank Duoduo’s butt anymore, okay?”

“it is good!”

As he was speaking, the scene on the screen changed, and the thick eyebrows and big eyes were cut away.

Duoduo pouted immediately.

Instead, four 85 beauties with different temperaments are talking to the camera.

Since three of them: Jing Tian, ​​Liu Yifei, and Yang Mi, were all direct junior sisters from Beijing Film Academy, Sun Li watched with great interest while pointing at the screen and asking his daughter,
“Duoduo, are these sisters pretty?”

“Yeah.” Duoduo nodded reluctantly.

“Which one is the prettiest?”

“Mom is the most beautiful.”

“Muma~” Sun Li smiled and kissed her daughter, “Then besides mom, which of these four beautiful sisters does Duoduo like to look at the most?”

“I don’t like any of them.” Duoduo shook her head, “I want to see Daddy!”

As if by coincidence, the same scene also happened in the capital.

When Zhen Jiecheng was cut off, Datang Shixian took his place.

Zhen Hao’s eyes lit up!
Seeing this, Zhen Shuai leaned closer and asked curiously.

“Brother, are these four big sisters pretty?”

“Well, it looks good!”

“Which one looks best?”

“It’s all good, it’s all good!”

The conversation between the two brothers attracted Cheng Hao’s attention, so he tiptoed forward and waved to Erbao.

When Erbao discovered him, he first put his finger to his mouth and made a “hush” gesture, then pointed at himself, then at the TV screen, and finally at Zhen Hao.

“Emmm brother, who do you think is prettier, mom or the four older sisters?”

“Nonsense! Is there any need to ask this?” Zhen Hao blurted out without thinking, “Whether mom is pretty or not is dad’s problem, whether the sisters are pretty or not is our area of ​​discussion.”

“My dad once said: Keep things separate. Mixing them up is pure hooliganism!”

“So, of course the sisters are prettier!”

Hearing this, Cheng Hao subconsciously clenched his fists. His eyes began to wander, looking around for something to hold in his hand.

“However, my father also said something. The expression that can be applied to this problem is: there is only one mother, which is a necessary condition. But there can be many sisters, which is a sufficient condition. So no matter how beautiful the sisters are, they are not as important as the mother.”

Hearing this, Cheng Hao frowned and then straightened his brows, and his hand holding the feather duster tightened and then loosened.

Although, Dabao still has his mother in his heart.

Oh, it’s good to have a mother.

“Second brother, remember this. If mom asks you this question, you must avoid using the relatively rational words ‘good-looking’ and ‘pretty’. Answer the more emotional ‘mom is the most beautiful’.”

“This way, you can be honest and avoid getting beaten.”

As he said this, Zhen Hao sighed deeply.

“Alas! Our mother is always irritating and unreasonable, beating and scolding us. She may be a little too much compared to Rong Mama in My Fair Princess, but she is definitely more than enough compared to the Empress.”

“It has nothing to do with words like ‘good-looking’ or ‘pretty’!”

“Second brother, are you right, Mom?!!”

“Ah!!! Mom, stop hitting me! Today is New Year’s Eve, it’s unlucky to hit a child!”

It’s booming and lively.

Every household is filled with a warm atmosphere of love and affection.

Thousands of years of human life have brought with them the fragrance of rice and wheat from the agricultural civilization. The Spring Festival couplets on the door lintels, the lanterns under the eaves, and the steam from the stoves have left the imprint of the wish of “New Year brings more happiness”.

The steamed buns from Jinyun’s Nanxiang are steaming hot, and the red fingertips are dropping blessings like cinnabar moles.

The sesame cakes in Quzhou are filled with flying sesame seeds, which burst in the charcoal fire with a crisp sound.

The flowery steamed buns in the north are shaped like dragons and phoenixes; the rice cakes in the south are stacked up layer by layer.

When the firecrackers blast, the trees are full of fireworks and silver flowers; thousands of houses are bright and the sky is bright.

The TV was turned on, and the “News Broadcast” never failed to come. Then the weather forecast, and then… As eight o’clock approached, the discussion became more and more lively.

“Without Zhao Benshan, is it still the Spring Festival Gala? We finally invited him this year, but I don’t know if Zhao’s troupe can come up with some surprises. We don’t expect to surpass “Xiao Cui Shuo Shi”, but it can’t be worse than “Torchbearer”, right?”

“It’s not just Zhao Benshan! Even Chen Peisi, the founder of skits, has been brought out! Wow, Zhen Dama is really awesome!”

“You know what, although Zhen Dama is a bit of a jerk, his ability is really nothing. The Spring Festival Gala directed by him will definitely be better than the previous two years!”

“Yeah, it’s good! I want to watch Liu Yifei with my real name.”

“Get out of here, Yahuazi, Liu Shishi is the real deal.”

“Emm, why doesn’t anyone mention Yang Mi? Although it’s tender beef, it’s too big!”

“Stop arguing! It’s almost eight o’clock, it’s time to start! I still have one Harmony Blessing left to collect. Damn Zhen, you are so stingy that you have to save some for the Spring Festival Gala. Isn’t this forcing us… Oh my god! Isn’t this the girl who hosts “Morning News”? She is so beautiful!”

As a new face of the Spring Festival Gala, Hu Die immediately captured the hearts of countless male compatriots as soon as she appeared.

Graceful, sweet, and with a smile full of joy.

I have to say that Yangshi’s aesthetics are still quite good. Many of them can only be called “little flowers” in the station, but they are all treasures when they are released.

For example, Zhang Lei.

In her forties, she was invited to host a grassroots consolation performance and was criticized for wearing a tight suit. The fame she gained was even higher than her accumulation over the years! Faced with the dirty water poured down on her, Zhang Lei felt wronged and angry. She said that people’s hearts are dirty.

In response, Zhen Jiecheng, the dirty guy, waved his hand and said, “Will you come to the Spring Festival Gala? The stage is up to you!”

What the hell is indecent? I just want to ask you whether it looks good to you and whether you like it or not!
Of course, tight clothing is not necessary, but slimming is a must. For every lady who hosts the Spring Festival Gala, dressing modestly and pleasingly is a basic requirement.

After the familiar commentary, the clear recitation of “If the youth are wise, the country will be wise; if the youth are wealthy, the country will be wealthy; if the youth are strong, the country will be strong” was heard in every household. The drum beats sounded and the zither joined, making the children’s voices even clearer and more uplifting.

Zhang Jie opened his mouth and aligned his lips.

The 4/4 rhythm brings out the youth’s passion and strength in the high notes of the chorus; the passionate melody lines strengthen the appeal of the core sentences.

Solo and chorus alternate, with high notes bursting out and emotions progressing.

When the performance ended, warm applause broke out, echoing in Studio No. 1 and in the hearts of thousands of households.

“Sounds good!”

“The song is good, the lyrics are even better.”

“Xu Sangao has made great progress! He even put Zhen Dama behind in the composition column.”

There was a lot of discussion online, and it was clear that the “Young China” program had a significant impact. But Zhen Jiecheng had no time to pay attention to it. He was busy with storyboard scheduling, camera switching, and program time control.

The director does not need to control the details, but Zhen Jiecheng must go through them and know them clearly. Only in this way can he be more comfortable in overall management.

Even if we rehearse many times, nothing unexpected will happen when we get to the scene!
For example, when the four ladies of Datang Shixian were on the stage attracting the attention of men all over the country, a little lion in the lion dance team suddenly had diarrhea and pooped his crotch.

It would be fine if he just pulled it, but he also cried. Maybe it was because he was embarrassed, my goodness, he cried so hard that his lungs were torn apart.

“Sorry, Director Zhen”

“What the hell is an apology for? What we should think about now is how to solve the problem!” Zhen Jiecheng waved his hands in annoyance, “Are there any substitutes?”

“Yes, but.”

“It’s already this late, why are you still hesitating? If you have something to say, just say it!”

“But this kid is the lead dancer. He usually performs the best and most stably, so if we temporarily bring in a substitute to replace him, the stage effect will be uncontrollable and worse.”

“Can he still go up then?”

“Of course he can, but you can see that his eyes are all red from crying, and the makeup can’t cover them. And he’s still a child, he doesn’t know how to quickly adjust his emotions and calm down, he will definitely have to do that when he’s on stage.”

“Then go ahead and cry!” Zhen Jiecheng gritted his teeth, “Make some temporary changes to the program plan and try to turn the accident into a story!”

“Why are you still standing there? Take him to clean his butt!”

As he spoke, he picked up the intercom.

“The camera movement plan for the lion dance program has been re-adjusted. I won’t go into detail about the specific adjustments. I’ll do it myself later!”

The original idea of ​​the program was: a group of little lions were rehearsing a program, all in a hurry, with the main theme of happiness. This made the responsible little monitor very anxious. As the leader, he corrected this and that. When he finally left the stage, he led a line of little lions in a long line, but when he turned around, he found that one of them had fallen behind and was twisting its butt in the middle of the stage.

The leading little lion felt very aggrieved, sad and lonely.

Then he met a big lion and regained his spirits with comfort.

Finally, the big lion and the little lion danced together, and the other little lions also came on stage again, surrounding the two of them in the center.

“Cry if you want! As long as the camera is right, isn’t it easy to distort the facts?”

What the BBC needs filters to do, Zhen Jiecheng can do without them.

The Spring Festival Gala is always thrilling.

In “Xiao Cui Says Things”, Lao Zhao forgot to take his bag before going on stage, and only had a lunch box left in his hand. But he remained calm and collected, and made up for his mistake unnoticeably when the camera was focused on the conversation between Song Xinxin and Xiao Cui.

“Torchbearer” is a prime example of someone who was given a task in an emergency. As a result of mistakes in the previous program, there was extra time, but they managed to hold on for a full ten minutes longer, which allowed the clock to strike midnight to be rung smoothly.

The most commendable one is “The Protagonist and the Supporting Actor” by Chen Peisi and Zhu Shimao.

The gun strap broke, and they worked together to tie it back on behind the audience’s back. The performance was smooth from beginning to end, and when Chen Peisi put the gun on her back, the too-short strap made the monkey-like character’s image more prominent, and the comedy effect was maximized.

There is only a fine line between accidents and stories.

The details behind it will only be known afterward. At the moment, the audience only has a pair of scrutinizing eyes.

“Wow, this group of little lions are so cute!” Mother Cheng held Zhen Xiang in her arms and could no longer take her eyes off the TV.

“Yes, yes, it’s huge and strong!” Father Cheng also stared at it.

“Jiecheng too! Why not bring our Zhen Hao up there too? My eldest grandson will definitely have no problem going up there.” Zhen’s father and mother kept nagging, “He’s the right age, he’s smart, and…”

“Dad, Mom, don’t you know what kind of person your grandson is? Can he perform well at the Spring Festival Gala?” Cheng Hao rolled his eyes. “Forget it, let’s just watch the show! If you keep talking, I’ll start to get itchy again!”

Focusing my eyes back on the screen, what came into view was a group of crooked figures.

This stock twists to the left, that one twists to the right, creating an uneven pattern.

This is completely contrary to the traditional uniformity of the Spring Festival Gala. However, in the arrangement of camera movements and cutting, the “naughty and cute” camera language fills the screen.

“Hoohoho~”

The four old men laughed constantly and their eyes were full of love.

Cheng Hao was also moved by her maternal instinct and even touched Zhen Hao’s head gently.

The leading little lion was very anxious. He jumped around and kept correcting himself.

“Strange, why do I keep getting followed?”

“The few front shots are long shots; the side shots are cut very quickly.”

Cheng Hao was a little confused.

“Hmm? It was filmed straight on! A close-up?”

“Wait! Why are the little lion’s eyes red?”

“Oh my! Look at this little fellow. He is so anxious that he is about to cry!”

The increasingly heated discussion of the four old men rang in my ears.

“Ouch! I’m crying! I’m really crying!”

“Oh! Even though he cried like this, he still danced the best and most standardly!”

“Hahahaha!”

The old people were all laughing, and even Cheng Hao couldn’t help laughing.

But I became more and more confused!
What’s going on? This scene shouldn’t happen on the Spring Festival Gala stage.

In the director’s backstage, Zhen Jiecheng is like a network with a thread, everything is in order.

Faced with the sudden accident, everyone felt at ease because the director remained calm.

“The leader lion’s headset ensures smooth flow?”

“Sure! Director Zhen, I put it on myself and checked it several times.”

“OK! Give me the intercom!”

Zhen Jiecheng stared at the stage, seeing that the atmosphere was almost set and the camera language was well constructed.

“Show me your face, close-up!”

The little lion’s red eye frame was immediately displayed in front of the camera and broadcast live on the screens of thousands of households through signal transmission.

Pick up the intercom.
“You came to the Spring Festival Gala to poop, right?”

The little lion in the close-up shot paused and pursed his lips when he heard this.

“Keep jumping! Don’t stop!”

“You are the team leader. Even if you pooped your pants, you still have to act like a three-good student and an excellent class leader!”

“Did the teacher tell you the story of a hero who refused to leave the battlefield despite being slightly injured? That’s right, you are also a soldier now, and you won’t leave the stage even if you have to poop!”

In the picture, the little lion’s mouth was getting tighter and tighter. No matter how hard he tried to open his eyes, he couldn’t resist the word “shit” again and again, which impacted his tear glands, and he soon burst out of sight.

But from beginning to end, the movements are as standard as always!
People do not share the same joys and sorrows. While the little lion was crying like rain on the stage, millions of ordinary people were laughing to the death in front of the TV series.

When the performance “ended”, a group of little lions walked off the stage like greedy snakes. There was also a dazed little lion twisting its butt on the stage. Cheng covered his stomach with his hands in laughter and tears came out of his eyes.

The leading little lion quickly chased back to remind, then squatted on the stage alone. The strong emotions were integrated into the rolling of the little golden beans, and expressed in the story atmosphere created by Zhen Jiecheng through camera movements.

“Crying? Crying won’t make the shit go back!”

“It won’t be long before people all over the country know that you pooped during the Spring Festival Gala! When you go back home, what will your relatives think of you? What will your neighbors think of you? What will your teachers and classmates think of you?”

Zhen Jiecheng spoke very quickly until a professional adult lion dance team appeared on the stage, and his tone suddenly changed.
“But it doesn’t matter. The director has decided to reward you for not leaving the stage even when you poop. He has decided to delete the video of you pooping!”

“Don’t worry, no one will know. I’ll give you a certificate later and give it to you at school. During the flag-raising ceremony during the break on Monday, I’ll present the award to you on the podium in front of the whole school!”

“Smile! Give uncle a smile! Otherwise, uncle won’t delete the video and won’t give out the awards!”

On the stage, the big lion comforted and encouraged the little lion with dance moves, and behind it, the other little lions who had left also reappeared.

“Yes! Very good!”

“A real man never wipes away tears with his hands, but shakes them away with his actions!”

“That’s right, swing it up!”

The classic lion dance move of lowering the head and shaking the body three times embodies thousands of years of cultural heritage.

When the camera gave a close-up again, the little lion burst into laughter. Two lions, one big and one small, danced opposite each other. More and more lions joined in. Although the performance had not yet ended, the applause at the scene could not wait to break out.

“call!”

There was a sigh of relief backstage.

Everyone turned their heads and focused their eyes on the thick eyebrows and big eyes in the center.

Suddenly, I saw a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes put down the walkie-talkie and opened his mouth to smell the fragrance.

“Fuck you! How dare you try to provoke me!”

“You are worthy of being born in the 00s. It’s already 2013 and you dare to pee and poop in front of a high-definition camera!”

“How brave!”

The experience of walking on a tightrope made Zhen Jiecheng feel scared for a moment, and he spat fiercely.
“Keep the backstage video on file.”

“Give it to me later, and I’ll take it back to the company and make a restored version.”

“We can’t enjoy this glory alone!”

“What a precious childhood memory! His parents can keep it as a collection, and his elders can savor it over and over again. When he grows up, he can play it as a surprise at his wedding, so that his wife can also have a deeper understanding of her lover’s past!”

“Wait until he has kids, wait until he has grandkids.”

“Well, this is called inheritance!”

“One shit is passed down through generations, even if the person is gone, the shit remains!”

(End of this chapter)