Chapter 252: Smiling and laughing, but then I can’t laugh anymore
Mr. Lao She wrote in "Spring Festival in Yanjing" that celebrating the Little New Year on the 23rd is almost a "dress rehearsal" for the New Year.
Little New Year means preparing to live a clean and good New Year.
Every household in Sijiu City is very busy.
Aunt Zhou took the broom and clearly divided the work with her family members, washing the floor, scrubbing the tables and chairs, and sweeping the house. In short, she did not leave any dead spots and cleaned thoroughly to make the windows clear and clean.
The next step is to put on the window grilles.
The magpie climbs the plum blossoms, the peacock plays with the peonies, the lion rolls the hydrangea...
Put the window decorations you cut yourself on the newly cleaned house, and it will immediately add a lot of joy to the home. .
At this moment, there was a creak and the door was pushed open.
A fat white woman broke in, carrying a basket:
"Sister Zhou, let me tell you, you are so diligent."
"I'm ashamed that your house was cleaned so early in the morning. Your two daughters-in-law are more capable than the other."
Aunt Zhou was filled with emotion, with them at home, you will enjoy a happy life in the future, and you won’t have to be busy like me. "
The fat white woman was happy when she heard that, and then she made it clear her purpose of coming, and made a special trip to deliver Tang Guang Gui, "Sister Zhou, please don't dislike it. "
"How could you dislike it! It’s not too late to thank you. ”
Aunt Zhou became more and more envious of her neighbor who had become rich, "Your family has finally come to the end of its hardships. The boss works in that tailor shop, and his monthly salary is almost as much as that of the factory director."
The Fat White Woman When I thought about my eldest son working in Han Yuemin's tailor shop, I raised my chin and raised my eyebrows. With my peripheral vision, I secretly glanced at the roof of my house. There was a fishbone antenna erected on it.
“Come to our house to watch TV in the evening.”
“Definitely, definitely, I read in the newspaper that Yanjing TV will broadcast the Spring Festival Gala tonight, with many mysterious guests and exciting programs. ”
“I saw it too, we must not miss it”
Seeing the fat white woman about to leave, Aunt Zhou hurriedly shouted, "Wait, wait, I'll go back to the house and get you some 'zamix'."
Zamix'er is a variety of dried and fresh fruits. Mix them together and process them with honey juice to become a candied food with good color and taste. It is said that Cixi was very happy when eating it and casually gave it the name "Zhe Mixer", which spread from the palace to the people. Gradually it became a unique food in Yanjing.
At this moment, in the courtyard.
Yang Xia burned the sacrificial stove and made a big basket.
Then, Han Mu, Fang Yan, Fang Hong, Han Yuemin, and Fang Yan went to the small kitchen outside, set the table, placed tributes, offered incense and prayed to the Stove Lord in the shrine on the kitchen wall.
When offering sacrifices to the Stove, sugar is also applied to the Stove Lord's mouth.
The implication is that he is not allowed to speak ill of the Jade Emperor.
“Say more good things and don’t say bad things.”
Yang Xia clasped her hands together and babbled.
“Mom, the Kitchen King is also from Yanjing.”
Fang Yan joked: "Yanjing people don't lie to Yanjing people."
"Yanzi is right!"
Han Yuemin and he looked at each other and smiled.
Fang Yan came out of the kitchen, with the younger sister following behind. She couldn't help but wonder: "Brother, why don't you look nervous at all?"
"Why should I be nervous?"< br>
"The Spring Festival Gala of Yanjing TV Station will start soon."
Looking at Fang Yan teasing Fang Yan and shouting, Fang Hong and Han Yuemin were very curious. Central Station and Yanjing TV Station were about to meet in the ring. When it came to Zhenzhang, I didn't expect that my brother could still be so calm.
“Why am I nervous!”
“The one who should be nervous is CCTV.”
Fang Yan said with a smile: “I wonder if they have watched Yanjing TV’s After the Spring Festival Gala, can I still have a good sleep tonight?”
When Fang Hong and Han Yuemin heard this, they became more and more interested in Yanjingtai's Spring Festival Gala. They wished it was 7:30 now.
Time passes by minute by minute.
Su Ya, Zhao Hongmei and other neighbors came for the appointment.
"There are still 3 minutes left, it will start soon!"
Amidst the commotion, a picture appeared on the TV.
…………
At the same time, the CCTV building.
Just now, the Spring Festival Gala completed its last rehearsal.
This year’s gala is different from the past. After discussions with Deng Zaijun and Wang Feng, Huang Yihe decided that this Spring Festival Gala would be broadcast live to interact with audiences across the country.
But that’s not the boldest thing.
On the basis of the existing programs, Huang Yihe is planning to launch an on-demand program for viewers. In the most eye-catching place on the scene, an interactive platform with four telephones is placed, which is called the "on-demand hotline".
Viewers can order programs on demand through this phone.
The organizers don’t know what program will be ordered, nor do the actors, singers, etc. In this case, the program list released in advance and the rehearsals over and over again are not safe. , increasing the uncertainty and risk of the party.
Isn’t that bold?
However, this is also forced. It is the first time to organize such a large-scale Spring Festival Gala for the whole country. The time is tight and the tasks are heavy. There is no time to arrange the program. In the rush, I can only make this decision.
Deng Zaijun and Huang Yihe returned to the office to rest, tired and looking forward to it. They only looked forward to New Year's Eve and they would be liberated.
“What time is it?”
“It’s almost 7:30.”
“Is the Spring Festival Gala on Yanjing TV going to be broadcast?”
Watching the two directors leaving for the conference room, the accompanying colleagues thought it was making a fuss out of a molehill, with a hint of disdain in their tone.
"Just broadcast it, what's there to see?"
"That's right, don't brag like that in the newspapers, how can you compare with us?"
"You still have to take a look, our station director is I made an appointment with the director of Yanjing Station to compete in the arena. If you know yourself and your enemy, you will never be defeated." When everyone came to the conference room, they saw that the TV had been turned on, and many people were sitting in front, staring at the colorful screen.
“Director Deng! Director Huang!”
"Sit down, sit down, I'm just here to take a look."
Huang Yihe pressed his hands and walked to the front of the crowd.
Although I attach great importance to Yanjing TV's Spring Festival Gala, I don't think so in my heart. No matter how good Yanjing TV is, it is just a local TV station.
These days, only the Central Station is the only one with satellites, which is enough to cover most of the country. However, the Yanjing Station can only radiate to the local area and the suburbs of Beijing, and its light transmission range is incomparable.
Besides, they are very confident in their program.
In cross talk alone, there are two cards: Ma Ji and Jiang Kun.
The songs are even more incredible. "Shaolin, Shaolin", "Shepherd's Song", and "China | Soldiers" are all songs in "Songs of the Week" with a high listening rate, and there is also a " Hot Girl".
Deng Zaijun has a hunch that this song will definitely become a hit!
In addition, there are a large number of secret weapons.
For example, the behind-the-scenes of "The Burning of the Old Summer Palace" and the excerpts of "The Curtain" were co-produced by mainland China and Hong Kong, and the famous Hong Kong director Li Hanxiang was invited.
The only regret is that I originally wanted to invite the leading actors Liang Jiahui and Liu Xiaoqing to come to the Spring Festival Gala as guest announcers, but one of them could not come, and the other was cut off in advance by Yanjing TV Station.
“It’s begun! It’s begun!”
At eight o’clock, the first Spring Festival Gala of Yanjing TV Station kicked off in 1983. The announcer did not even appear on the stage, but instead sang in "The Little Mushroom Picker". During the music "Girl", a group of girls came up hula la la.
"I seem to have seen this girl before, calling, calling..."
"Charlene, the lead singer of our Taiwan Galaxy Children's Art Troupe."
"Aren't these kids from the Galaxy Children's Art Troupe!"
"Yanjing TV station is so unauthentic! They poached people, and they actually found our TV station!"
"That's right, This is completely retaliation.”
“…”
The critical attack at the opening made everyone angry.
"That's enough."
Deng Zaijun frowned, watched the medley of children's songs, and commented secretly that this was a good start. The children were laughing and beaming, and the atmosphere of the show suddenly came out. How peaceful.
“Why didn’t we expect this opening?”
Huang Yihe slapped his forehead.
“It’s okay, it’s not too late to make up for it.”
Deng Zaijun smiled, they copied this idea!
Huang Yihe understood this and planned to bring in the Galaxy Children's Art Troupe tomorrow. However, the children's songs had to be replaced with brand new ones. They were copied, but not all of them.
"Old Huang, we want to do better than Yanjing TV."
Deng Zaijun was glad in his heart that Yanjing TV's stage was not as good as CCTV's, the software and hardware were too poor, and the stage lighting was poor. no.
Which clothing factory is this garment produced by?
While I was thinking, I heard the voices of my colleagues talking.
“This stage is too small, Yanjing Terrace is too petty.”
“It’s not as good as the playground at our children’s school!”
“Haha.”< br>
As soon as these words came out, bursts of laughter broke out.
The laughter also revealed CCTV's sense of superiority, especially when the opening ceremony was over and the people on stage were not the announcers but Zhu Shimao and Liu Xiaoqing, who claimed to be "hosts".
"What is a program host?"
His knowledge blind spot was touched upon, and no one could react for a while. Huang Yihe's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Things gradually exceeded my expectations.
The program arrangement of Yanjing TV is not as traditional and rigid as before, but it is actually bold and innovative, breaking through itself!
After the two lively songs and dances, the first highlight came, with a sketch by Chen Peisi and Zhu Shimao.
Only a line of words appeared on the screen, "Pepper Noodles".
“Sketch? What kind of performance is this?”
“It looks a bit like a pantomime.”
“Mime? We also have one, Teacher Wang Jingyu’s "Chicken Eating" , I think it may not be worse than the two of them.”
"..."
You said something, I said something, and the discussion gradually disappeared.
Because the people who spoke were all attracted by the interesting plot of the sketch, they saw Chen Peisi and Zhu Shimao fighting each other over a bottle of pepper noodles, which caused a lot of trouble. Joke.
“Haha.”
Hearing bursts of chuckles from around them, Huang Yihe and Deng Zaijun realized something was wrong and had an ominous premonition.
Soon, everyone realized the seriousness of the matter.
"Where did Yanjing TV invite the talented people?"
"This program is much more lively than "Chicken"."
Just now It was possible to laugh, but now the laughter was worse than the tears. Everyone was shocked and even at a loss.
There was no movement in the conference room.
Most people's sense of superiority and self-confidence have been severely damaged. Although CCTV has a big stage, many people, and good programs, can it really compare with Yanjing TV, which is making such rapid progress?
Looking at the scene between Chen Peisi and Zhu Shimao on the screen, especially Chen Peisi taking off his shirt and playing with his arms bare, Deng Zaijun no longer had the calmness he had before, and he couldn't help but feel worried.
Fear comes from the uncertainty of the unknown.
Huang Yihe also felt the same, with uneasiness written all over his face.
I never thought that the Spring Festival Gala could do this! !
At this moment, a voice suddenly emerged from the crowd:
"Director Deng, Director Huang, the director is here!"
(End of this chapter)