Chapter 2 You can get involved in these hot spots
Push open the door of the preparatory team.
The smoke that hit his face almost knocked Xu Ming out.
After receiving the call from his master, he caught an early morning flight to Beijing the next day and stepped into this palace that countless artists dream of.
"Master."
Xu Ming shouted to show his identity.
"Mingzi is here. Find a place to sit by yourself. Master won't entertain you specially."
Uncle Benshan joked casually, how could a master entertain his disciples?
Everyone laughed, dispersing some of the depression in the room.
There are only fifteen days until the Spring Festival Gala live broadcast. If the show can't be held in these two days, things will be delayed.
Xu Ming found a seat and sat down by himself. He quickly got involved and lit one too.
It's ridiculous to use first-hand smoke to fight second-hand smoke, but it can really alleviate it. He regards it as one of the world's unsolved mysteries.
"What do you say? If anyone has any good ideas or materials, please speak up. Don't hide it at this time. Everyone can do their part." Uncle Benshan said.
In fact, he is really a little overwhelmed this year. His partner Gao Xiumin passed away, he went solo, and Song Dandan quit. A series of bad things have made him think about withdrawing from the Spring Festival Gala.
Originally, I wanted to promote my apprentice Xiao Shenyang this year, and even specially arranged a sketch "Super Star". Unfortunately, it was rejected during the review process. I also planned to promote Liu Xiaoguang, but the program was rejected again.
After going back and forth, Xu Ming, a newly famous disciple, came into his sight.
Thinking of this, when he saw no one spoke, he looked at Xu Ming and said, "Mingzi, come up with something. You can come up with any idea. Just think of it as a way to broaden everyone's thinking."
"Okay, let me just say a few words."
Xu Ming stood up with his hands behind his back, causing everyone to smile.
This leader has a good leadership style. It can be seen that he has no stage fright at all. This point has exceeded the expectations of everyone present.
In any case, when it comes to the Spring Festival Gala, who wouldn’t feel nervous for a moment?
"I was eating in a restaurant before, and I encountered something very interesting. A customer came to eat and gave the waiter a hundred yuan tip in advance, telling the waiter that he would let him know if he had friends coming over later and ordered lobster or abalone. No..."
Xu Ming can recite the lines of the sketch "Not Short of Money" backwards and forwards, which is really classic.
But he can't do this. This show has to be produced through "the collective effort" to make it appear to be everyone's credit.
I don’t have high requirements, just playing the role of a waiter is enough.
"Hey, I've encountered this before. If you didn't tell me, I wouldn't have thought of it. It's really interesting."
Screenwriter Xu Zhengchao slapped his thigh and became excited: "If we stuff the baggage into it according to this framework, I feel like it can be sorted out."
"Don't worry, let's all share our thoughts one by one and then make a final decision."
Uncle Benshan glanced at his little apprentice unexpectedly, and he didn't expect to make a contribution when he came up.
With Xu Ming's opening, the others followed suit.
After just going around in a circle, everyone found that the framework proposed by Xu Ming was still better.
"Then let's use the material proposed by Ding Mingzi as the framework of the program. Do you have any objections?" Uncle Benshan asked specifically to avoid suspicion.
"I think it works."
Xu Zhengchao nodded, and the framework was settled.
Then a group of people had a heated discussion. Once the framework was set, it was like having a skeleton, and flesh and blood had to be added to it.
Soon Xu Zhengchao raised the issue of structure: "We have to add some depth. Simply treating guests to dinner is boring."
Whether it's "Superstar" or "Happy Birthday", the comedy effects are absolutely great, but they just didn't pass the censorship.
This stumped everyone again. They all talked about the burden of production. As a senior sketch team, it is definitely no problem, but it is a bit difficult for them to talk about the pattern.
How to be funny and bring positive energy is a headache for every Spring Festival Gala language program.
“Families of seriously ill patients treat doctors to dinner?” “How about poor parents treat teachers to their children?”
"Old classmates get together and pretend to be wealthy to invite their first love?"
Everyone actively offered suggestions, but they were all killed by Xu Zhengchao and Uncle Benshan.
"The first two are too heavy, the latter one is too frivolous."
For a while, the room fell into silence again.
Hearty artistic creation is rare, often like constipation, and outputting one section at a time is the norm.
"Pursue your dreams."
From the corner, a soft voice came out.
It exploded in everyone's minds like thunder.
"Go on." Xu Zhengchao said excitedly.
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"My grandfather wanted to help his granddaughter pursue her dream, but for some reason he was short of money, so he was forced to take this step." Xu Ming said.
"It's so forced, and now the motivation is correct. For example, this grandpa brings his granddaughter to a big city for the first time. He forgets or loses the money he prepared for dinner, and the guests are arriving soon. It can only be like this."
Xu Zhengchao clapped his hands and looked in the direction where he had just spoken. The man was Xu Ming.
Under the gaze of everyone, the latter was rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment: "I just said it casually, don't think I'm causing trouble."
"Why are you so hypocritical in your words? It's a good thing to be capable. Why don't you pretend to be in front of me? Sit here."
Uncle Benshan scolded Xu Ming to sit next to him. In terms of performance, his apprentice was not a big deal in front of him.
If nothing else, after watching the real performance in "Ma Dashuai", and then watching Morgan Freeman, I felt that the performance was too heavy.
Uncle Benshan was scolding him on the surface, but anyone who saw the smile on the other person's face could tell that he was treating him like a treasure.
Creative talents are popular everywhere, and this guy is so handsome.
When they first entered the house, they thought that some idol boy had gone to the wrong door, which really raised the average appearance of Benshan Media.
"What do you think this dream is better?" Uncle Benshan asked with a few points in the exam.
"Sing."
Xu Ming didn't even think about it, "The most intuitive and convenient."
You don’t need any props, you can do it with your mouth, you can avoid mistakes, and you can praise people.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are an amazing apprentice. You are really quick-witted. How old are you?" Xu Zhengchao asked, quite appreciating his own master.
"Twenty years old, born in 1989." Xu Ming replied.
Wow, so young.
After hearing the age, everyone inexplicably became more favored.
After all, a talented thirty-year-old young man and a nineteen-year-old young man are completely different concepts.
Well, thirty is an age where even if you call me a middle-aged person offensively, you will find trouble, but not too much trouble.
"Then who is the best person to invite?" Xu Zhengchao had a vague idea in his mind, but he still wanted to ask the other party first.
""Avenue of Stars", meet Bi Fu."
Xu Ming said this name that would be coded in future generations.
The room was silent at first, then exploded with noise.
What a stroke of God!
You can get caught up in these hotspots.
(End of chapter)