Chapter 244 New Year's Eve
The fourth full-element rehearsal of the Spring Festival Gala shocked too many people on the scene.
As the broadcast approached, all the performers burst out with all the seriousness of their previous actions, rehearsing over and over again, carefully considering every mistake and reflecting deeply.
Among them, the piano concerto "Defend the Yellow River" from the Kyoto Opera attracted the attention of the audience.
Liao Yuan played and sang "Blue and White Porcelain" and "Singing the Motherland" by himself, which made the entire venue applause continue and failed to calm down for a long time.
Everyone was filled with tears.
At the moment when Liao Yuan sang, people seemed to see a bright red national flag flying high in the glow of the sunset.
While the solemn and magnificent picture made everyone respect it, accompanied by the lyrics "Whoever dares to invade us will kill him", people's emotions burst out and they almost burst into tears.
When the performance was over, everyone almost rushed to the stage.
"I'm in pain."
Looking at Liao Yuan, Xiang Weihong looked complicated: "Why don't you sing this song a few days in advance?"
Everyone was stunned.
Xiang Weihong sighed: "This song is so grand. If it is accompanied by a chorus, that kind of scene... I really can't imagine what kind of shock it will bring to the 1.3 billion people."
The people around him couldn't help but applaud, and the eyes he looked at Liao Yuan even more admirable.
Liao Yuan took a deep breath, which song should be sung, the feedback from the director and everyone on the scene was enough to explain the situation.
Although "Blue and White Porcelain" is excellent, it is too small and jasper.
Compared with a magnificent song like "Singing the Motherland", the latter obviously reflects the momentum that a great country should have.
The feedback caused by "Singing the Motherland" is not only that.
When Minister Guo and Master Hou finished their official duties, they heard about what happened at the Spring Festival Gala rehearsal site, and they got the soundtrack as soon as possible.
In the director's office, the two quietly finished playing the whole song.
During this period, Minister Guo was moved, and Master Hou was even more amazed.
After a long time, Master Hou sighed: "A song "Singing the Motherland" has condensed the voice of patriotism, the heart of the people, and the soul of the nation. I can finally understand why the second-ranked leader admires this person so much."
Minister Guo pondered: "Compared with "Defending the Yellow River", this song "Singing the Motherland" is more concise and clear, and while being easy to understand, it can also be catchy. The most important thing is that the whole song is rigorous in structure, which fully outlines the magnificent scroll of the birth of the People's Republic like a thick ink and heavy color. This is so shocking to the point of this talent in literature and art."
"You also said before that "Defending the Yellow River" was included in the primary school music textbook. I think this song "Singing the Motherland" should also be followed." Master Hou said with a smile: "I believe that all over the country will like such a patriotic song and can be sung more."
"The new student textbook has been printed long ago and cannot be added, but you can call on the whole country to study this song in the party newspaper."
Minister Guo smiled slightly: "Of course, this matter is only once and the last time. Otherwise, with the things in the mind of Liao Yuan, if you write classic golden songs like "Defend the Yellow River" and "Singing the Motherland" one after another, it would be troublesome. If every song does this way, wouldn't it be a mess? Besides, I personally think that Liao Yuan can't be the only one in the Chinese music circle, and it must be fully developed."
"Minister Guo is too greedy. It is already a grand event in the literary and artistic circles that can appear in the entire Chinese nation. If there are a few more, will other countries still need to engage in entertainment?"
The two big men looked at each other and laughed.
Soon, the fourth full-element rehearsal of the Spring Festival Gala was sorted out.
New Year's Eve, a blink of an eye.
Starting from three o'clock in the afternoon, hundreds of buses and nanny cars arrived one after another outside the CCTV building, and people from all walks of life who received invitations from all walks of life were coming one after another.
Liao Yuan's team and musicians from the Kyoto Opera House also attended the event in great costumes.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, hundreds of ordinary audiences took their seats with tickets.
At this moment, every household in the country is turning on the TV.
During this grand festival, people cooked food, wrapped dumplings, and happily waited for the start of the Spring Festival Gala.
On the TV.
The camera is rapidly recording the preparations before the opening of the Spring Festival Gala.
CCTV host Song Xue, with the camera master, walked into the iconic building of CCTV from the west gate of CCTV. Facing the security personnel who were three steps, one post, five steps, one whistle, they turned around and entered the backstage of Studio 1.
Tonight, Song Xue will broadcast live online through the camera, and broadcast scenes in the CCTV building to the people of the whole country through the CCTV comprehensive channel.
Along the way, Song Xue interviewed countless artists with familiar faces.
Between laughter and joy, the tension before the Spring Festival Gala seemed to be absent, and many people had confident smiles on their faces.
In addition to a few special guests, most of the performers who can appear on the Spring Festival Gala are older artists with rich performance experience. Even when facing a big stage like the Spring Festival Gala, they can remain calm and calm, perform their performance content calmly and outstandingly.
"Friends of the audience, what you are seeing now is the backstage lounge of the live broadcast room No. 1. This is the resting place for artists before and after the performance. Let's follow the camera and take a look at the conditions and equipment of the lounge."
As Song Xue said, she knocked on the door of the lounge: "Hello, is anyone here?"
"Please come in."
Song Xue pushed the door in response, showing a perfect smile like a host: "Wow, so many people, hello, I am CCTV host Song Xue, come and interview the teachers' preparation status. Wow, there are so many instruments here, it seems that we have the honor to enter the world of musicians. What are the programs you are going to perform tonight?"
The entire lounge is actually a temporary remodeled dance practice room, and the venue is enough to accommodate fifty people.
At this time, facing the host's interview, Zhang Qiming stood up first and smiled and said, "We are from the Kyoto Opera House, and we will perform the piano concerto "Defend the Yellow River" tonight."
"I see."
Song Xue suddenly realized.
But it is obvious that she had never heard of "Defending the Yellow River", and there was no familiar face on the scene, so she just took a photo of the lounge environment and then stepped back.
Before leaving, her eyes subconsciously looked at the young man lying on a recliner in the corner reading.
At that moment, she always felt that this person looked familiar, but before she could think about it, she turned around and left with the photographer, and began to wander around the corridor, aimlessly looking for celebrity performers to chat.
But not long after, a roar came from the headset: "Song Xue, what are you doing? Go back! Go back quickly."
Song Xue, who was chatting with a young and handsome actor, was stunned, covered her head and asked, "What's wrong with the leader? Where am I going?"
"Go back to the lounge just now, you really don't have the eyesight to see it! That's Liao Yuan's lounge!"
"who?"
"Liao Yuan! Pianist Liao Yuan! You...hey, I'm going to have a heart attack, you're so angry!"
Song Xue was completely confused.
The young actor opposite was also confused. Why did he ignore others as he said something? He was still waiting for the other party to continue asking questions, but before he could react, he saw Song Xue blushingly holding the microphone, lifting her pants, stepping on high heels, turning around and running towards the way she came.
Young man: "…"
The camera master was also stunned.
He looked at the young actor for a while, then looked at Song Xue running away, and then looked at the young actor.
The young man squeezed out a smile. As soon as he was about to say something, he saw the camera master carrying the machine and chasing Song Xue.
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Chapter completed!