Chapter 263 Recurrence of the disease
"You mean, the director invited you to write a song and sing it solo?" Yang Xueqing said in surprise in the car.
"It's not considered a solo. There is a singing and dancing troupe to accompany me, but I'm not sure whether I can sing in the end." Xu Xiyu said.
During the synchronization process, it is very likely that the program will be removed.
Even if you are successfully selected in the end, the program may be temporarily cut off due to the timeout of a previous program.
Timeouts are the hardest hit area, especially for language programs. Some people did it because they didn’t control the rhythm well, and some people did it on purpose.
Don't think that everyone can be honest on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala. If this were true, there would be no famous scene in "Up the Spring Mountain".
Some people just do tricks and play tricks on others.
As a frequent visitor to the Spring Festival Gala, Yang Xueqing feels this more deeply than Xu Xiyu. Every time she attends the Spring Festival Gala, she can eat some melon.
To say that what impressed her most was that one year, there was a song and dance program that had been rehearsed for several months, but it was taken down because the program of a certain music association leader exceeded the time limit.
Those scenes of young actors and actresses breaking down and crying backstage.
Thinking back on it now, she still felt a little sad.
It is precisely because of this that she desperately wants to become a shareholder and capital. In this circle, just being red is powerless when facing some things.
Thinking of this, she curiously asked: "What song did you write? Can you listen to it first?"
Hearing this, Xu Xiyu turned his head and looked her up and down. He was about to say "keep it secret" when his cell phone rang.
When I picked it up and looked at it, the two big characters [Mom] were displayed on the screen.
Yang Xueqing's eyes were also sharp, and the moment Xu Xiyu saw [Mom], she also saw it.
Then, an imperceptible evil smile appeared on her lips.
"Mom." Xu Xiyu also answered the phone.
"I didn't disturb you at work, did I?" Yang Linqiu had now accepted his son's change.
Although when she thought about this transformation, she still felt that it was a bit magical, but the reality was in front of her, and it no longer mattered whether it was magical or not.
"No, what's wrong?"
"Oh, it's your dad. I want to ask you, when will you come back for the Chinese New Year this year?" It was obviously Yang Linqiu who wanted to ask, but parents are like this sometimes.
"New Year..." Xu Xiyu thought for a moment after hearing this, and then said, "Maybe I can't go back until the first day of junior high school."
"First year of junior high school? Why so late?" Yang Linqiu was a little confused. Is the company so busy?
At this time, Yang Xueqing, who was sitting next to Xu Xiyu, had her ears erect like antennas.
It was quiet inside the car, so she heard Yang Linqiu's words clearly.
Ever since, before Xu Xiyu could reply, she heard Yang Xueqing take the lead and answer with a wicked smile: "Auntie, he is going to the Spring Festival Gala."
One thing to say.
The Spring Festival Gala may have lost its unique meaning to many young people. But for people of Yang Linqiu's age, the special nature of the Spring Festival Gala cannot be overridden.
Therefore, I heard Yang Xueqing say this unexpectedly.
Yang Linqiu was stunned.
After being stunned for several seconds, her expression slowly changed into a proud look of joy.
Is your son going to the Spring Festival Gala?
Real or fake?
Half a year ago, he was still a carefree "little gangster". He was so worried about his work that he couldn't sleep at night.
Now, someone tells himself that he is going to the Spring Festival Gala.
Thinking of this, she quickly confirmed: "Really?"
"There is such a thing, but it may not be possible in the end. If you go to the rehearsal now, maybe it will be taken away if it doesn't fit after one or two rehearsals. Don't tell anyone about it now."
The reason Xu Xiyu didn't say it clearly just now was because he was worried about this.
Rural areas are not like cities. No one knows anyone when the door is closed.
Everyone in the village is either a relative or a neighbor, so news spreads very quickly.
What if Yang Linqiu spreads around that he wants to attend the Spring Festival Gala, but ends up not being able to attend. That can be regarded as making those jealous people scratch at the sore feet, and they don't know what to say behind their backs.
Of course, Xu Xiyu doesn't care about these things.
If you can't attend the Spring Festival Gala, it won't affect your current status, let alone your life, but you can't help your parents and family being affected by these things.
There is a completely different feeling between being trolled online and being discussed by people around you.
People, there is no need to make yourself unhappy.
Therefore, he emphasized again: "Mom, this matter is not certain yet."
Yang Linqiu's excitement did not diminish at all because of this "not necessarily", but kept saying: "It's okay, it will definitely work.
I'm going to buy incense, candles and firecrackers and hit your grandparents' graves so that they can bless you well. Ouch, it’s great to go to the Spring Festival Gala, this is great. ”
Under the influence of Yang Linqiu's emotions, Xu Xiyu couldn't help but smile on his face. He deliberately said: "A few firecrackers are not enough. I will transfer some money to you later and buy all I can." Hearing this, Yang Linqiu immediately burst into laughter.
But smiling, she suddenly realized something was wrong.
Wait, who is the girl who just spoke?
The voice doesn't sound like Xinying, nor does it sound like Xinbao who occasionally helps answer the phone. Isn't this kid suffering from a relapse of his illness and starting to be a playboy again?
Thinking of this, she asked tentatively: "Who spoke just now?"
Hearing this question, Xu Xiyu turned around and glanced at Yang Xueqing, then said: "No one, my colleague."
"Tsk... What do you mean there is no one?" Yang Xueqing glared at Xu Xiyu dissatisfiedly upon hearing this, and then shouted in a tired voice: "Auntie, I am Yang Xueqing, we are still the same family."
"Oh, hello, hello, I've seen you on TV, big star."
After hearing this, Yang Xueqing was about to communicate a few more words, but Xu Xiyu did not give her a chance and said directly: "Okay, Mom, we are going to CCTV soon, and she also has to attend the Spring Festival Gala. We are busy first, and we will contact you later."
"Hey, okay, hang up, you guys are busy busying... No, you work first."
At this point, the mother and son hung up the phone.
As soon as the call was hung up, Yang Linqiu held her phone and spun around happily. Compared to taking over a big company, attending the Spring Festival Gala made her feel more intuitive.
In other words, it was at this moment that she really felt strongly that her son was really making a big difference... No, he was making a big difference... That's not right, he was just making a difference anyway.
After spinning around like this for a while.
She seemed to have thought of something and ran out quickly.
After walking for only a few minutes, we arrived at a site where buildings were being built. There were several masters working here. Looking up, we could see Xu Chuanqing who was busy at work.
Xu Chuanqing is here, of course, not changing his profession to become a master construction worker. It's because the building being built belongs to Xu Xiyu.
Xu Xiyu gave them money very early on, but the old couple had been worried that Xu Xiyu would be cheated and did not dare to spend it for fear that they would not be able to get it back when they returned the stolen goods.
It's different now. I dare to spend money, but not on myself.
They returned home early from the factory, thinking about buying the homestead left by Xu Xiyu's grandfather from several brothers, and helping Xu Xiyu build a new building.
According to their thinking, in the future Xu Xiyu will marry Ke Xinying, or marry another female star. If I go home for the Chinese New Year in the future, it will be inconvenient to live in the same building as my in-laws.
Inconvenience is one thing.
On the other hand, my old building has been built for so many years, and the layout and decoration inside are not good enough.
It would be better to build a new one.
Moreover, building a good building is a happy event. In my hometown, there are not many things that are more honorable than this.
Xu Xiyu did not stop this, nor did he say anything about waste or not. He just silently transferred another two million back and let them do it according to their mood.
It's worth spending some money to make your parents happy.
Each generation's youth has its own definition of growth, and each generation's life also has its own definition of happiness.
"Lao San, Lao San, come here and let me tell you something!" Yang Linqiu stood aside and shouted excitedly to Xu Chuanqing, who was holding a cigarette and moving things.
"What's wrong?" Xu Chuanqing stood there with some confusion.
"Come here!" Yang Linqiu waved again.
More than ten seconds later, when Xu Chuanqing came closer, she lowered her voice and said: "Your son may be going to the Spring Festival Gala!"
As soon as these words came out, Xu Chuanqing, who was bending slightly and leaning his head to listen to Yang Linqiu's words, suddenly turned his head to look at her.
His eyes were as wide as bells, and his expression was full of disbelief and surprise.
Seeing this, Yang Linqiu immediately added: "Really, Yang Xueqing is also going to come. They are going to the rehearsal together now. But don't talk nonsense. This matter must be kept confidential. Do you understand the "Confidentiality Clause"? ”
Hearing Yang Linqiu's added words, Xu Chuanqing slowly raised his waist, and a smile that could not be suppressed gradually appeared on his face that was originally full of surprise.
After just giggling like this for a while, he left Yang Linqiu alone, turned around and ran to the store next door to buy a few packs of 100 yuan cigarettes, and gave one to the boss.
He ran back and started to disperse the building builders.
After finishing smoking, he squatted aside and took one of his own. He smoked and laughed as if he was crazy. This might be "crazy".
He just laughed like this for dozens of seconds, and then ran to spread cigarettes to others.
"I just smoked, there is something there." The master who was working was also stunned. He just lit up the cigarette in his mouth, are you here again?
"Pump, puff, one more, one more." Xu Chuanqing didn't care. The joy in his heart was hard to describe and could only be shared through this act.
"Is there a happy event?" The master was amused by him, and the ashes of his laughter were flying everywhere.
"Yes, isn't building a building a happy event?" Xu Chuanqing finally remembered Yang Linqiu's advice and did not mention that Xu Xiyu was going to attend the Spring Festival Gala.
At the same time, Xu Xiyu and Yang Xueqing on the other side had also arrived at the old CCTV building.
Along the way, Yang Xueqing's eyes almost rolled to the sky.
Even after getting out of the car, I still have to say something secretly.
(End of chapter)