Chapter 511 Are you interested in the Spring Festival Gala?
"Whose phone number?"
"Grandpa, it's CCTV's call... They still don't give up. Grandpa, if not, can I call you back?"
"I'll go back and forth. Although I'm not planning to go this year, I can't show off. It's outrageous for you to go back and forth."
"Um."
Inside a villa.
An old man stood up and picked up the phone with the help of his granddaughter.
"Hello……"
"Hello, Teacher Zhao."
"Oh, it's Director Li... Good morning, Director Li, haha."
"Teacher Zhao, are you feeling well?"
"good."
"Teacher Zhao, actually I want to..."
"Hey, Director Li, I know what you want to say. In fact, let me tell you the truth. I have participated in the Spring Festival Gala for so many years. I am more sad than anyone else that I will not participate this year... After all, I love this stage.
There are emotions." Zhao Benggang sighed quietly, "Not to mention my current physical condition, just life. I have read a lot of scripts this year and taken a lot of scripts, but the taste of these scripts is not right. Director Li, you understand.
, I can’t go on stage with these scripts.”
"Teacher Zhao, what if there is a good script?"
"If there is a good script..." Zhao Bengang pondered for a while, and finally nodded, "Then I can think about it... This old guy should be able to be on stage again!"
"Okay! Your words are enough!"
"..."
Zhao Bengang hung up the phone and sat back on the sofa.
He looked at the bare tree trunks outside the yard.
He felt lonely for a while.
He has indeed not appeared on any stage in this year.
Poor health is certainly one reason, but another reason is that since he had an operation, when he got the scripts of his previous sketches, he always felt that something was not quite right. He always felt that these scripts were completely inconsistent with him.
The request in my heart...
Therefore, he briefly left the stage.
"Grandpa, are you...really planning to return to the Spring Festival Gala stage?"
"I want to go on stage."
"Then your body..."
"It has nothing to do with health. If Director Li can really get a good script, then it won't be a big problem... If not, then... he may really have to bid farewell to this stage completely in the future..."
"..."
The girl looks at her grandfather.
She suddenly fell silent.
Grandpa has been on stage all his life.
She knew very well that he would not feel good if he stopped going on stage.
The sun shines through the window.
Zhao Bengang's wrinkled face showed a little relief.
Just let everything happen.
About two hours later...
Zhao Bengang's phone rang again.
"Teacher Zhao, go check your mailbox!"
"Mail?"
"Yes! Teacher Zhao, go and have a look!"
"Well, okay."
Li Mingrui's voice on the other end of the phone sounded very excited, completely losing his usual calmness.
This was the first time that Zhao Benggang heard Li Mingrui lose his temper like this.
He shook his head.
"Yan, go and see what's in my mailbox. Director Li looks very excited."
"Well, okay..."
The granddaughter ran back into the house, then took out her notebook and opened the mailbox.
When she saw three unread emails in Zhao Benzang's mailbox, she was stunned for a moment.
Each of the three emails is a script.
"This...this is..."
"Yan, what's wrong?"
"Grandpa, these are three sketch scripts. The three sketch scripts are, "Selling Cars", "Selling Kidnappings", and...um, "Not Short of Money"?"
"What kind of sketch script is this that can be sold without any loss of money? Director Li can't find a good sketch now, so he picks up some short ones and outshines them?" Zhao Bengang frowned.
What he pursues is not quantity but quality.
No matter how much garbage there is, it is still garbage, right?
What's the point?
For a moment, he didn't know what to say about Li Mingrui.
"Grandpa, please take a look."
"Well, okay... let me take a look first."
Zhao Bengang nonchalantly clicked on a sketch called "Selling Cars". When he clicked on it, he was stunned for a moment.
Wang Da is cheating?
This is……
He became interested and then read on...
More than ten minutes later!
"This script is good!"
He suddenly slapped his thigh and his calm face turned very excited.
Later, with this emotion, he opened another script for "Selling Kidnappings".
"Selling a Car" is after selling a car. Although it is full of deceptive things, it is actually more interesting than "Selling a Car"!
If it can really be performed on stage, this skit will definitely be popular!
In the Spring Festival Gala these years, there has never been a skit with a similar plot!
this……
This script!
This moment...
Zhao Bengang was so excited that he could not speak, and even the hand holding the mouse was trembling.
After watching "Trafficking", Zhao Bengang continued to order his last script "Not Short of Money".
Then……
His eyes widened instantly!
The heart beats faster!
He even felt that it was a little difficult to breathe.
What!
Am I dreaming?
this……
This is another good work!
No matter which one of these three movies you take out, it will make a good appearance in the Spring Festival Gala.
Then comes the problem.
How should I choose?
Sometimes heaven and hell are just a matter of two hours.
Two hours ago, Zhao Benggang was lamenting that there were no good works now.
Two hours later.
He was actually worried about what works to choose for the Spring Festival Gala?
This is really...
Full of drama!
"What, wait, did I read that correctly?"
"What's wrong?"
"These three works are all signed by Lu Yuan..."
"What? Lu Yuan?"
After poor Zhao Bengang saw that the authors of the three works were all Lu Yuan, he instantly felt that his heart could not bear it.
Is this guy a monster?
…………………………
The midday sun shines on this land.
Although it dissipated some of the chill, Lu Yuan was still attached to the warmth of the air conditioner.
When can we leave in winter?
Lu Yuan suddenly missed spring and summer...
At least, it won't be so cold that people shiver?
Or am I really weak?
Ah sneeze!
Lu Yuan couldn't help but sneeze.
Did I catch a cold again? Or is someone scolding me again?
Li Mingrui and Zhou Xianzu drank cup after cup of tea, and the taste of the tea became less and less right as they drank.
But they don't care about these things.
They were waiting for Zhao Benggang's response.
They felt quite uneasy for no reason.
Could it be that Mr. Zhao disliked all three sketches?
should……
Isn't that the case?
About half an hour later, Li Mingrui's cell phone rang.
Li Mingrui was shocked and quickly answered the phone.
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then he suddenly sighed quietly.
"It seems I have to live for at least three more years..."
"Ah...Teacher Zhao...what are you..." Li Mingrui was stunned when he heard Zhao Bengang's words.
"You suddenly gave me three works, didn't you just want me to attend the Spring Festival Gala for another three years?"
"Teacher Zhao, what did you choose this time..." Li Mingrui suddenly became very surprised!
"Let's choose "Not Short of Money" first... My granddaughter is more interested in "Not Short of Money"..."
"Okay, okay, okay! Okay..." Li Mingrui said ok several times. At this moment, he was extremely energetic.
If you invite Teacher Zhao to attend the Spring Festival Gala, the ratings of this year's Spring Festival Gala will be guaranteed.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
After hanging up the phone, he glanced at Lu Yuan gratefully.
"Director Li, is it done?"
"Well, it's done!"
"That's good."
"Mr. Lu... Anyway, I have recorded this sentiment, and I will explain the situation to Taili..."
"Haha, I hope I can help you. By the way, it's noon, let's stay for a quick meal." Lu Yuan looked at the time and then stood up.
"Then why are you embarrassed..."
"Haha, it's okay..." Lu Yuan smiled brightly, then stood up and looked in the direction of the kitchen, "Haha, today's dishes are quite fresh, especially the chicken is very tender... By the way, Director Li
,Brother Zhou, how about I become a Overlord?”
"..."
"..."
Overlord and other chickens?
It sounds like a very lively name.
If it were anyone else, then there would indeed still be a little bit of longing...
But……
If the target is Lu Yuan, then...
After Zhou Xianzu and Li Mingrui saw this scene, the smiles on their faces suddenly solidified.
Then...
The two of them looked at each other.
"Uh... Xiao Lu, I'm sorry, I suddenly remembered that there is something else on the stage..."
"Mr. Lu, I suddenly remembered that a relative of mine is hospitalized. I have to go and see him, so I'll say goodbye first..."
"Um...you two, you..."
"Haha, Xiao Lu, let's try your craftsmanship next time!"
"????"
Lu Yuan watched the two people stand up and suddenly changed their style to say goodbye. He was stunned for a moment.
"You two... I made a lot of jokes about my cooking skills before, but people can change. After all, you have also been young and frivolous, right? You two, give me a chance to prove it?"
"Mr. Lu, I really have something wrong."
"Xiao Lu, there are a lot of things in "A Bite of China". Didn't someone call me just now? I have to deal with it... next time, next time I will come and try your craftsmanship!"
"Okay, let's do it next time."
Lu Yuan shook his head immediately after looking at the appearance of the two people.
Why do these two people feel like they are like soldiers?
Lu Yuan had no choice.
"Okay, I'll definitely come next time!"
After Lu Yuan watched the two people leave, he suddenly felt disappointed.
In the past, he had no idea, but during these times, he has been working hard.
………………………………
"Wow... delicious!"
"Brother Lu, your craftsmanship is so good..."
"Wow, wow, it's delicious, give me another bowl of rice...Brother Lu..."
"Woo, Chi Liu..."
noon.
Wang Hao took big mouthfuls of rice and ate the "Bawang Farewell Chicken" with great relish.
In less than twenty minutes, Wang Hao had already eaten more than half of the chicken Lu Yuan cooked.
Lu Yuan was quite pleased to see Wang Hao gobbling up the food.
Wang Jinxue sat next to Lu Yuan, also put a few pieces of meat into the bowl and took a few bites.
"How's it going, Jinxue?" Lu Yuan looked at Wang Jinxue with a look of anticipation.
"Not bad, the craftsmanship has indeed improved a lot." Wang Jinxue nodded with a serious expression.
After seeing Wang Jinxue nodding, Lu Yuan suddenly laughed with satisfaction.
I feel very comfortable.
He really has no talent for cooking.
However, no matter how hard people try without talent, they will always succeed, right?
"Wang Hao..."
"What's wrong, Brother Lu?"
“How is the album preparation going?”
"The album... is almost ready."
"The theme song hasn't been written yet?"
"I can write it down, it's just a little bit close." Wang Hao's originally excited expression suddenly turned a little gloomy, and then he lowered his head and ate his food.
"How much is a little bit?" Lu Yuan continued to ask.
"It's just... almost an inspiration... I should be able to write it next year."
"The one-year appointment is coming soon. Let alone becoming a little rock king, even releasing an album is a problem, right?"
"..." Wang Hao lowered his head and remained silent.
"Let me write you a song."
"Brother Lu...can you?" Wang Hao was silent for a while, then raised his head and looked at Lu Yuan gratefully.
"It shouldn't be a big problem..."
"Um."
"By the way, are you interested in attending the Spring Festival Gala?"
"What? Spring Festival Gala?" Wang Hao was stunned.
"Yes, Spring Festival Gala! Do a skit or something..."