As we all know, CCTV’s new building is called Big Pants.
But people don’t know much about it. They probably only know that there was a fire and someone took a video in the hotel opposite Big Pants...
Yao Yuan initially thought he was having a Spring Festival gala in Big Pants, but it turned out to be in an old building.
The old building is located at No. 11 Fuxing Road, Haidian, at the southwest corner of the China Millennium Monument. Armed police with loaded guns and ammunition stood guard. The courtyard was full of cars. Yao Yuan took the VIP ticket and passed four security checks before entering the No. 1 studio hall.
It has a hemispherical roof and 1,000 spectator seats. It does not have the fancy decorations of later generations. It is still very traditional.
The general auditorium has long been filled. The first few rows are round tables, and the seats are mainly model leaders, athletes, special guests of the Spring Festival Gala, major sponsors, etc.
Yao Yuan found his seat, and as soon as his butt fell down, someone greeted him: "Mr. Yao, nice to meet you!"
Um?
As soon as he turned his head, he saw next to him an older, well-kept man with black and shiny hair, either a wig or baked.
"Mr. He!"
He shook hands quickly and said with a smile: "Hello, hello, it's our first time meeting you!"
This person is none other than He Xiangjian, the chairman of Midea Group. He won the advertising bid for this year's Spring Festival Gala with more than 50 million yuan. According to last year's rich list, the family assets are 22.2 billion.
He is from Shunde. He was kidnapped at his home in 2020. His son and daughter-in-law were both there. It is said that his son was clever and jumped into the river next to the villa to swim and escaped...
"Exclusive cooperation with Weibo, Mr. Yao is so courageous!"
"Don't dare, don't dare, you are a senior, I still need to learn more."
Yao Yuan is very polite and Midea's small appliances are very easy to use.
The party started early, so the two simply chatted for a while. One was 31 years old and the other was 69 years old. They were both amazed by the other's age.
While chatting, Yao Yuan looked around, and his hands were not idle. He saw a lot of fruits on the table, so he picked one up and wiped it! Fake.
"There's nothing real on this table, except water."
"Can I go to the toilet?"
"Come on, just go out from Gate 3. I have participated several times before, but now that I am old, Midea has cooperated with the Spring Festival Gala for many years in a row, so I just wanted to come and see it before I retire."
He Xiangjian sighed with emotion and asked: "Mr. Yao seems to rarely show up on such occasions. Why is he interested in attending?"
"I also want to stir up the topic for business promotion."
"Specializing?"
"A way for young netizens to participate in the Spring Festival Gala."
"oh……"
He Xiangjian nodded, and both of them looked slightly embarrassed, as if they were separated by a generation gap.
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at the same time.
The backstage of the Spring Festival Gala is already very busy.
The backstage is a long corridor, and the dressing room is not enough. Every year, there are nearly a thousand extras in the Spring Festival Gala. Some of them are arranged in other small studios, and some of them are in this corridor.
The chairs were piled with all kinds of clothes and cosmetics, and underneath were pairs of dancing shoes.
Each actor is carrying a big bag. You put on some powder for me, and I will help you draw your eyebrows. The teacher is also combing the children's hair. After combing the children, they ran away, and then were dragged back.
It is impossible to have any rest room in this situation. Celebrities usually gather in canteens and cafes, eating and chatting in twos and threes.
Except for one person.
The first room next to the studio was specially set aside by the program team, and the words "Benshan Lounge!" were posted on the door.
I think back then, Zhao Lirong was not even given a separate rest room when her health was so bad, but Uncle Benshan had one. There was no way, the first generation of the sketch went into seclusion, and the second generation passed away. He, the third generation, was the pillar, and his status was very important.
At this time, there was a commotion in the lounge.
Xiao Shenyang, Wang Xiaoli and several other apprentices gathered around, and Uncle Benshan was wearing a mask and breathing oxygen.
The people from the program team were also there, anxious and unkind: "How is it? How is it? Can you persist? It's best to persist. If you really can't, just lie down for a while."
"..."
Uncle Benshan closed his eyes and just waved his hands, saying it didn't matter.
After sucking for about 20 minutes, he finally came to his senses and said, "You can come on if you want!"
"That's good! That's good!"
The people from the program team left.
The Spring Festival Gala every year is a torture for actors. They have to prepare half a year in advance, and then the first, second, and third trials...even if it is the day before it starts, it may be taken down.
The pressure is huge, but I am eager to do it.
Later, things changed. In order to win ratings, the Spring Festival Gala began to invite celebrities and attract traffic. People did not need to use the Spring Festival Gala to gain points, they just couldn't refuse.
The small lounge was crowded with people, and there were reporters and other actors outside, all stretching their necks to look in.
In today's Spring Festival Gala, Uncle Benshan is the only top celebrity, and everyone wants to get close to him.
Shen Teng, Ma Li, and Allen were among them. They hesitated for a long time and were too embarrassed to come in, then left again. They didn't have a rest room, so they squatted in a corner of the corridor and felt uneasy.
"What are you doing here?"
A sweet voice came.
"Sister Jinsha!"
Several people stood up quickly to say hello, only to see Jinsha wearing a cute little skirt, eyes bulging, holding a cup of coffee with a curious look on her face.
"Why don't you find a place to sit? Your managers didn't follow you?"
"Uh, we..."
"Come on, follow me!"
Jinsha brought them into the coffee shop, led them to a table, and introduced to Huang Haibo and Haiqing: "These are drama actors from our company..."
"Hello!"
"Your drama is very famous in the capital. Come, come, sit together."
Shen Teng and others finally found a place.
They were complete newcomers at the Spring Festival Gala, but Jinsha was a veteran. She would come around every now and then. Yu Jiajia's new love was like running water, so it was okay for her.
Huang Haibo and Hai Qing starred in "A Beautiful Era for Daughters-in-law" which became a hit, and this year they will have a sketch of the same name called "A Beautiful Era".
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Reunion on New Year's Eve is a cultural gene engraved in our bones.
On this night, countless families gathered together, chatting, laughing, fighting, scolding, and performing tragedies and comedies, among which the Spring Festival Gala was naturally indispensable.
Near 8 o'clock, the TV sets were all switched to CCTV 1.
In the studio, Yao Yuan's show had already started. He raised his wrist to check the time. According to the pre-arrangement, the first round of topics was about to begin.
In addition to Yu Jiajia coordinating the artists, a dozen editors controlling the rhythm, and Orange Culture's navy team responsible for the hype, every employee of the 99 Group had to participate.
Almost all of them have smartphones and can browse the Weibo APP, which is more convenient.
Including Yinyin.
She bought a big house for her parents in Haidian, but when Liu Shuping was alone, she still lived in an old house in Luyuan Community and only came here when there were many people.
She washed some fruits and put them on the coffee table in the living room, waiting to watch the Spring Festival Gala with her parents.
I scrolled through Weibo in my hand.
"Ding ding dong!"
As the refresh prompt sounded, I saw that the first round of hot searches had come out: