Chapter 202 It’s really a pillar
"Yeah, is the hard handsome guy here?"
Little Song Jia looked up and down at Xu Ming and chuckled.
Since the latter posted that scarf, fans have been teased as a "hard handsome guy".
So when Han Han went back and saw the scarf, he forwarded himself as a "soft handsome guy".
Well, after seeing this, Xu Ming thought it would be better to be tough. "I ran over here, so I was so busy that I didn't stop it." Xu Ming said bitterly.
He always came here early before, but this time he thought that he was not far from CCTV and stayed at home for a while.
I never thought I could almost catch up.
It's a good thing that he was stuck in the middle and ran for more than ten minutes.
Otherwise, if he had no shared bicycles now, he would not have learned the deeds of Tan Weiwei riding a shared bicycle on the 22nd Spring Festival Gala.
It sounds quite destined to say that, and the other party also sang solo on the Spring Festival Gala this year. "By the way, why are you here in the Spring Festival Gala?" Xu Ming came back to his senses and said in surprise. "How fresh, I'll just hope you can get it, but others can't get it?"
Xiao Songjia rolled her eyes and explained, "I'm going to Teacher Feng's crosstalk drama." "Oh, Teacher Feng's sketch, I won't perform the sketch this year, it's your turn to perform it." Xu Ming smiled.
"You won't act in sketches anymore?" Xiao Songjia was stunned for a moment, with a look of surprise.
The news that the other party was on the Spring Festival Gala was exposed by media reporters who were waiting early.
But things that do not perform sketches are kept strictly confidential.
"And, sing solo." Xu Ming said.
Xiao Songjia clenched her back teeth. She thought she had played on Feng Gong's sketch on the Spring Festival Gala. Not to mention catching up with the other party, she could at least be able to beat her.
Who ever thought that someone turned around and sang solo.
This is many times better than being a supporting role in a sketch.
"You are very capable."
"Overall, the third in the world." Xu Ming bowed his hand and his arrogant look made Xiao Song Jia feel very upset.
She suddenly leaned closer and said, "Where are you going back later? I'll come to find you."
"Forget it today, my parents are waiting for me at home." Xu Ming declined politely.
He glanced at the other person's increasingly plump curve: "Tomorrow, I'll go find you. Is an hour enough?"
Xiao Songjia laughed angrily: "What do you think I am?"
Let's leave after finishing, she has become a hotel here. "Two hours." Xu Ming said ruthlessly.
"Okay."
Xiao Songjia thinks that sometimes it's good to be a hotel.
After thinking about it for a moment, my body became a little soft. "I'll go first, the program is in front of you, you have to prepare in advance." After Xu Ming finished speaking, he walked past the other party, and while turning his body, he squeezed his hands obscurely: "Send me a text message to the location."
Xiao Songjia trembled and spat in the direction where the little enemy left.
Originally, the program team wanted to arrange his program before and after Uncle Benshan.
The master and apprentice got together and there was more topicality.
But Xu Ming refused and suggested that he should be put before 10 o'clock. The song "Where has Time Goed" is a sensational route.
It was almost twelve o'clock when he was next to his master.
Either you are too sleepy or you force yourself to be energetic, and the sensational effect will definitely be greatly reduced.
What's more, he also arranged the promotion on the scarf, so of course he had to get early.
Xu Ming came to the room where his master was and pushed open the door.
It's lively inside.
Many younger comedians are visiting Uncle Benshan.
After all, in the Spring Festival Gala language program, Uncle Benshan is always a mountain that he can never avoid.
"Master, I'm here to wish you a happy new year."
When Xu Ming entered the room, he started yelling, and acted as he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to his master to wish him a happy new year. "Stop pretending, I don't have a red envelope in my pocket." Uncle Benshan cursed with a smile.
Xu Ming bent half his knees and immediately straightened: "You said it a long time ago, I'll waste half of my squat."
"Hey, I think you're almost master."
Uncle Benshan was stunned for a moment, pointed at Xu Ming, and said happily: "How are you preparing?"
"It's okay, I'll be lip-syncing anyway." Xu Ming did not hide his next lip-syncing at all.
The others only realized that the other party was not performing sketches at this time.
For a moment, my mind was floating.
Including Jia Ling, Bai Kainan, and Li Jing and He Yunwei who are still in Deyun Club.
It can be seen that Uncle Benshan is getting older and gradually abdicates and gives way to the wise.
Everyone originally thought Xu Ming would be the successor.
It seems that the other party does not have this intention now.
That's the case...
They looked at each other and seemed to have a chance.
Xu Ming noticed the changes in the faces of everyone in the room and the corners of his mouth curled.
The Spring Festival Gala will be too busy to take care of itself in the future, so how can there be room for the birth of the King of Sketches?
Even the influence brought by the Spring Festival Gala skits is not as great as those who participate in some comedy variety shows.
Then it has evolved that whoever is popular can be on the Spring Festival Gala, not whoever is popular can be on the Spring Festival Gala.
"Brother Shenyang, are you unhappy next year's schedule?"
Xu Ming sat next to Xiao Shenyang and was still very worried about this former "good guy". "It's okay, I don't thank you. Master said you recommended me to go in "The Grandmaster". "Xiao Shenyang was grateful and knew that he didn't have the other party to help him speak. With his previous inflated performance, Master was afraid that he would give up on himself.
As for the resources he later in the media, he mostly took over what Xu Ming didn't want, and this Spring Festival Gala, but no one wants to do it.
What are good brothers?
This is the good brother!
He had thought about it all. If it was a big deal, he would engrave the lyrics of "My Good Brother" on the tombstone. This is a testimony to the friendship between them. "My man, thank you." Xu Ming waved his hand: "I have a movie in the second half of this year, are you interested?"
He asked himself the schedule for this.
Xiao Shenyang reacted and nodded excitedly: "You look for me, I have to go there too." "Haha, then book your two-month schedule in the second half of the year in advance, and you will notify you when the group is established." Xu Ming smiled.
The role he reserved for the other party is the villain originally played by Zhang Benyu in "Riding the Wind and Waves".
The movies starring the other party is often average, but they can always perform well as supporting roles.
This guy may be born to have a conflict with the protagonist.
After greeting a few people in the room, Xu Ming glanced at the time and said goodbye to his master, and left.
Prepare your makeup, wear your headsets, and stand in the waiting area.
He is ahead of him, including Huang Hong, Chen Shu and other sketch teams.
When greeting his senior, Xu Ming glanced at Chen Shu, who was dressed in red and covered with flame-red lips, her lower abdomen was slightly hot, showing respect.
Compared with the green apple, he has a more sense of ripe peaches.
Chen Shu could feel the slightly hot gaze behind her, and her heart was a little panicked.
She has heard of the rumors that Xu Ming was lying on the big python.
It is said that any actress who has been with each other will have more or less hoarse voices. "Teacher Huang, it's your "Smart" Husband." The staff shouted.
"Hey, come here."
Huang Hong heard the sound and led everyone to the stage.
Chen Shu couldn't help but look back while following.
It was facing Xu Ming's eyes. Instead of not trying to dodge, the latter raised his eyebrows.
Well, the nose looks a bit big.
Xu Ming watched the few people leave, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.
The other party just stared at his face and looked at him several times.
What's on my face?
But soon the arrival of three grassroots singers behind him, Xidan girl and the Rising Sun brother, interrupted his thoughts.
He also gave great respect to these three popular grassroots.
No matter what others later, it is already a miracle to be able to go from an ordinary person to the Spring Festival Gala stage.
Half an hour later.
The staff who had notified Huang Hong and others to return: "Teacher Xu, it's your place."
"Okay."
Xu Ming responded and smiled at the three people behind: "I'll go first, come on."
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The third time he appeared on the Spring Festival Gala stage, he was much more relaxed than the previous two times.
The program team even recorded his piano music in advance.
It means he will release someone, and the rest will be done by his own program team.
And on TVs in every household across the country.
The audience who were eating the New Year's Eve dinner looked surprised when they saw Xu Ming sitting in front of the piano. "Isn't this Xu Xiaoming? I've changed my career to play the piano?" "Dad, my idol has released an album for a long time, but he is a professional musician. You forgot that you sang his "Friend's Wine." "My daughter has maintained her idol.
When talking about this song, my father's face became unnatural.
"Friend's Wine" is also known as the Miss Reprieve Song.
As soon as the blue Cayenne appeared, the elder brother who had been touching and singing was finally willing to put his hand on the microphone. "Oh, our son can still play the piano?" Xu's father was confused. He even doubted whether the person sitting in front of the piano was his son. "You won't promote yourself and learn to become a talent." Xu's mother said to protect her son.
When the audience across the country talks.
Xu Ming played the prelude. He had rehearsed it specially before, but he didn't play well, but his posture was quite well placed.
At this time, a buzzing commotion came from the scene.
The audience then realized that at some point, the stage background turned into a photo of a mother and son.
The young mother lay on the hospital bed, holding the baby in the swaddled clothes and smiling weakly at the camera.
"The old trees in front of the door have new buds, and the dead trees in the yard are blooming again~"
As Xu Ming's singing, the age of the mother and son in the photo is gradually getting older.
The lively Spring Festival Gala scene became quiet.
Every household's New Year's Eve dinner has also been suspended.
The artists who were busy memorizing words and preparing for the show in the backstage could not help but look at the TV screen that broadcasted the Spring Festival Gala.
Melodious music with lyrics told in a casual manner.
It hit the hearts of countless people in an instant.
"Take love to him all your life, just for the mom and dad~"
"Where has the time gone~"
Hiss~
Everyone felt that their eyes were heavy and their noses were sore.
Especially those wanderers who went out to work and finally returned home, their eyes turned red when they saw their parents' heads full of white hair.
Parents also feel empathy.
The lyrics of that line sing to their hearts.
I’ve grown old before I feel it well.
Alas, they have been full of energy and have thought of living their lives with ease.
Just having children, there are concerns and responsibilities.
No matter how straight the back is, it is inevitable that it will be a little bit hunched.
"This child, singing this song during the New Year is so uncomfortable."
Xu's mother wiped the corners of her eyes, looked at her son who was playing and singing on the screen, and slowly said, "It's not only my mother who is with you, but you are also with your mother to grow up. She doesn't feel tired at all, and she is very content."
"With the screen, my son can't hear it. I'll talk when he comes back." Xu's father's tone was calm.
Just looking carefully, there was also crystal clearness in my eyes.
Nothing is more touching than watching his son present a song to their parents on the Spring Festival Gala stage. "I am willing to talk to my son even if I can't hear it. I can do whatever you want." Xu's mother said angrily.
"Yes, yes, who dares to care about you? God, your second brother."
Xu's father picked up the wine glass on his own, shaking it at his son on the screen, and letting it go out of his mouth.
…
Qiming Entertainment.
A dark office building and an office was lit.
Zhuo Wei was sending orders to the computer with enthusiasm: "Weiwang has started to build momentum for "Where has Time gone", who will log in to Mr. Xu's account? When he leaves the stage, remember to cooperate with his selfie to send a blog post as soon as possible."
"Call everyone to send a photo or story with their parents, and the big V numbers in our hands will also follow."
"Unders, people who were driving live broadcasts remotely, responded.
Zhuowei lay on the chair with his back.
Xu Ming ordered him to go home to work remotely, but he was worried that something would happen, so he stayed at the company.
During the New Year, every household is happy, but they are alone in the office.
Is it desolate?
It seems a bit, but it is more of a sense of accomplishment.
Born to be a hard life.
...
"Five of life~"
"In the blink of an eye, only wrinkles on the face were left~"
After Xu Ming finished singing, he closed his eyes and two lines of clear tears fell.
The director of the Spring Festival Gala caught a close-up with great strength.
Bang!
The director clapped his hands and praised him: "It's amazing."
No matter whether the other party acted or not, at least the tears at this time were too good.
Even the director who is familiar with the process, he was infected with his nose sore and swollen.
There is no choice, the atmosphere is in place, and the emotions cannot be controlled at all.
Thinking about it, even if I can't resist this sensational offensive, wouldn't other audiences be even more unstoppable?
"This guy's Spring Festival Gala stage may be popular again this year. Sketches are fine, singing is fine, and versatile."
Ma Dong paused, "I just don't know if it can continue next year. If it can, there should be no problem to replace his master."
"Haha, it's still early. Uncle Benshan's influence cannot be accumulated in a few years."
The director shook his head and smiled, "But it has nothing to do with us. The director team of next year's Spring Festival Gala should worry about this problem."
Everyone laughed. There was no highlight in the previous show, and they felt a little heavy for a while.
Xu Ming's song "Where has Time Goed" was a relief for them.
The subsequent shows also confirmed their previous bad premonitions, and the overall effect was not satisfactory.
At least compared with previous years, the quality has decreased significantly.
It was finally time to get through Uncle Benshan’s sketch "You, the Deskmate", and the laughter that only sounded during the scene was a little slap in everyone’s heart.
The effect was not as expected, and the audience's response was extremely dull.
The more this happens, the more everyone in the program team is grateful to invite Xu Ming.
It's really a pillar.
The scarf is exactly the opposite of the dullness on the scene.
After Xu Ming posted a blog post about taking selfies in the Spring Festival Gala and taking photos with him with his parents, a group of big vs reposted and started a buzz.
The audience's attention was immediately pulled from the slightly boring Spring Festival Gala to the Internet, and they participated one by one.
For a moment, Xu Ming's comment section was more lively than the Spring Festival Gala.
(This chapter ends)