The rehearsals for the Spring Festival Gala are in full swing, with some programs being eliminated every day. The entire rehearsal lasts until New Year's Eve.
"Sure……"
"Sure……"
"Sure……"
On New Year's Eve, all the programs were finally confirmed. A total of forty-two programs were left for the entire Spring Festival Gala. All three programs of Yangfan Entertainment were left. When the news was announced, the entertainment industry exploded.
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"Three programs were included in the Spring Festival Gala, which is outrageous."
"this……"
"It's amazing..."
"Zhang Fan really deserves his reputation..."
“I don’t know if such a person is a blessing or a curse in the entertainment industry…”
"Who can ban such a person..."
All three programs of Yangfan Entertainment were on the Spring Festival Gala. This news caused an uproar in the entertainment industry. A newly established entertainment company suddenly had three programs on the Spring Festival Gala.
Zhang Fan, the name once again resounded in the entertainment industry. Talent, this time they finally saw how amazing Zhang Fan's incredible talent was.
"Brother Fan is mighty..."
"I'm still awesome..."
"I am mighty..."
"Who dares to compare with my brother Fan..."
"I am a fan and I am proud..."
Zhang Fan's fans were so elated at this moment. This feeling was simply too satisfying. His idol has never let him down.
No matter what kind of problem he faces, he can solve it quickly and slap it in the face.
Mei Yuping bombarded Zhang Fan, but ended up being slapped in the face with an opera video. Hengtian Entertainment teamed up with other companies to ban Zhang Fan, but now Brother Fan directly appeared on the Spring Festival Gala.
Blocking, this word has become a joke at this time. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that after tonight, the so-called blocking alliance will probably disappear.
"Mom, don't worry. I'll definitely be home tomorrow morning. I can't book my air ticket, so don't worry."
Backstage at the Spring Festival Gala, Zhang Fan was on the phone with his family. He originally planned to go back early this year to celebrate the New Year, but it was delayed because of the Spring Festival Gala.
However, Zhang Fan still had to go home. He booked a flight from Yanjing to his hometown at around two o'clock in the morning. At this time, Zhang Fan lamented that it is not easy to be an artist.
Although attending the Spring Festival Gala is a sight, behind the sight is a lot of hard work, and even the most basic reunion with family is difficult.
"Teacher Zhang, it's time for you to put on makeup."
A staff member came to Zhang Fan's lounge. Now Zhang Fan's salary in the Spring Festival Gala is very high. He has produced three programs by himself. This is the first time such a thing has happened in the Spring Festival Gala.
"Okay, here we go. Mom, I have to put on makeup. Hang up first..."
Zhang Fan hung up the phone and immediately followed the staff to the dressing room. His first program was a solo song. This program was very high-profile, so Zhang Fan was very busy tonight.
"Hurry, it's about to start..."
"I hope there will be good programs this year..."
"I hope, every year we talk about reform, but it gets worse and worse..."
"Looking forward to Brother Fan's show..."
"Looking forward to Leng Yuefei's new song..."
As night falls, countless people watch the Spring Festival Gala. Although the quality of the Spring Festival Gala programs in recent years is not very good, it is still the favorite thing for Chinese people to watch the Spring Festival Gala every year as a family.
Overseas, countless Chinese and overseas Chinese are also watching the TV. They cannot return to their homeland, so they can only celebrate the New Year with the people of the motherland in this way.
"China Central Television..."
"China Central Television..."
At eight o'clock, amidst everyone's expectations, the Spring Festival Gala finally started, and the host was still a familiar face.
"The Spring Festival, for us Chinese people, is a day for family reunion. The Spring Festival embodies our long Chinese history and culture. At this moment, Chinese people all over the world are also celebrating the New Year with us in their own way..."
As the host explains, videos appear on the big screen at the back.
"Happy Spring Festival……"
"Happy Spring Festival……"
"Happy Spring Festival……"
Overseas Chinese from all over the world have spread their voices from all over the world. Seeing these videos, many people watching the program couldn't help laughing.
"No matter where you go, no matter where you are. At this moment, we should all remember that we are Chinese, and we have the same blood flowing in our blood. Let us enjoy the song..."
The host leaves and the stage is presented to everyone. On the huge stage, a stage full of oriental characteristics is presented to everyone.
Zhang Fan walked out wearing a neat Mao suit with a smile on his face.
"Wow, Brother Fan is so handsome..."
"This dress is so cool..."
"The Chinese tunic suit is so handsome..."
"I feel more handsome than a suit..."
"The new song is so good..."
Many young people couldn't help but look forward to it when they saw Zhang Fan come out. Zhang Fan is very famous among young people.
"Five thousand years of wind and rain, how many dreams have been hidden"
"Yellow face, black eyes, always a smile."
"Eight thousand miles of mountains and rivers are like a song..."
Zhang Fan started singing, his slightly deep voice carrying a heavy layer of vicissitudes of life. Along with the singing, a beautiful picture unfolded.
The lyrics are straightforward, and everyone can tell who is singing this song. It is themselves and the Chinese people who are singing.
"The same tears, the same pain..."
"We will keep the sufferings in our hearts..."
"Same blood, same seed..."
When hearing these two sentences, many overseas Chinese burst into tears.
Yes, although they are overseas, they are all Chinese. They have the same blood and the same race.
No matter where you go, you can't change the fact that you are Chinese. No matter what we have experienced, we are all the same people.
"Good singing..."
"Brother Fan sang so well..."
"This song is so enjoyable..."
"Come on Brother Fan..."
The Internet became lively. After a song was sung, there was applause. The applause lasted for a long time. Zhang Fan bowed slightly to everyone and slowly disappeared from the stage.
"What a beautiful song, this song..."
The host appeared again, and this song was so suitable to be sung on this stage. As soon as the party started, there was such a classic song, which made everyone full of expectations for this Spring Festival Gala.
Zhang Fan returned to the backstage and was immediately pulled by the staff to change his clothes. Zhang Fan had to appear on three shows in one night, and the time was very tight.
Backstage, Leng Yuefei couldn't help but laugh when she saw Zhang Fan's busy look.
"Sister Yuefei, please prepare yourself. The next show will be yours."
Half an hour later, the staff came to Leng Yuefei and said seriously. Leng Yuefei nodded. Leng Yuefei's program was also relatively advanced, and the performance lasted more than four minutes. She could perform more than four minutes in the Spring Festival Gala.
The clock is enough to show that the Spring Festival Gala attaches great importance to Leng Yuefei. Leng Yuefei took a deep breath, adjusted her state to the best and waited for the start of the program.