Tang Xiaobao is watching the show in the background.
The annual Spring Festival Gala finally kicked off.
The first program was the opening dance. As before, a group of children wearing zodiac hoods danced enthusiastically on the stage, creating a scene of joy.
Tang Xiaobao had never thought before that one day he would be able to attend the Spring Festival Gala and experience the atmosphere of the Spring Festival Gala up close backstage.
So, he was still a little excited.
Betty reminded from the side: "Hey, your phone is ringing."
"Yeah?"
Tang Xiaobao took a look and saw that it was his sister calling.
He walked aside with his cell phone.
"Hey, Tang Xiaocao, what are you doing? I'm watching the Spring Festival Gala. Don't disturb me. If you have anything to do, wait until I get back."
Tang Xiaocao: "Don't hang up the phone yet. Are you still in the mood to watch the Spring Festival Gala?"
Tang Xiaobao was stunned: "Today is the Spring Festival Eve, and people all over the country are watching the Spring Festival Gala. Why can't I watch it?"
Tang Xiaocao: "Let me ask you, where is Sister Qingqing?"
Tang Xiaobao's heart sank: "What's wrong?"
Tang Xiaocao: "Today is the Chinese New Year, why don't you let her come back to celebrate the New Year?"
Tang Xiaobao: "She is busy with business. Besides, she doesn't want to go back. What can I do?"
Tang Xiaocao: "Huh, let me tell you, Sister Qingqing is pregnant with your child, do you know?"
Tang Xiaobao's expression immediately changed: "Who are you listening to?"
Tang Xiaocao: "Who said it? Yaoyao said it."
Tang Xiaobao frowned: "Don't listen to her kid's nonsense. Okay, I'm still busy here. I'm about to go on stage, so hang up first."
Bang, he hung up the phone.
Before I knew it, sweat was forming on my forehead.
How could he miss Liu Qingqing during the Chinese New Year?
Of course he also knew that Liu Qingqing was pregnant with his child.
But what can he do?
He has deliberately not thought about this matter. By the way, there is also Ma Xiaofeng.
But Tang Xiaocao brought it up deliberately.
Unknowingly, he was in a bad mood and felt extremely depressed.
There is a restroom backstage and a smoking area there.
Tang Xiaobao went over alone and touched his body without putting in a cigarette.
By chance, someone was smoking in front.
"Dude, can you give me a cigarette?"
Tang Xiaobao went over and asked.
When the man turned around, Tang Xiaobao felt that he looked familiar, as if he was a powerful singer in the music industry.
"Ah, it turns out to be Mr. Tang, come here, have a cigarette."
The singer was overjoyed. He was a little excited to have the opportunity to become friends with Tang Xiaobao. He quickly handed Tang Xiaobao a cigarette and lit it enthusiastically.
Tang Xiaobao took a deep sip and said, "Thank you."
"What's there to thank you for? It's your first time attending the Spring Festival Gala, Mr. Tang. It's inevitable to be nervous. You're sweating profusely. If you ask me, just treat it like you're singing in a KTV. Be more relaxed and take this matter lightly.
A little, and naturally I won’t be nervous..."
The male singer started chattering like a teacher.
Tang Xiaobao felt so depressed that he couldn't help but frown.
nervous?
I'm so nervous, I'm in a bad mood, and you're bothering me...
He finally couldn't help it anymore and said, "Brother, you don't need to lecture me. I'm not nervous. It's just my addiction to cigarettes. Can you please leave me alone and let me be alone for a while."
"
"ah?"
The male singer's face turned red.
"Then, don't bother me."
The male singer left sadly.
Tang Xiaobao glanced at him and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't.
He smoked hard again.
"Smoking is not good for your health, especially your throat."
When Tang Xiaobao turned around and saw it was Liu Fei, he forced out a smile: "Sister Fei."
"What's wrong? Are you worried?"
After all, Liu Fei is much smarter than the male singer. It can be seen at a glance that Tang Xiaobao seems to be very upset.
Tang Xiaobao nodded: "Yes."
"Can you tell Sister Fei? Maybe I can comfort you."
Liu Fei asked with concern.
Tang Xiaobao shook his head: "Thank you, no need."
"Hey, okay, then you can rest for a while and then go there. Someone was looking for you just now."
"Who?"
"It seems to be your partner. What's the name of the one who sings Huangmei Opera, Lu Yan?" Liu Fei said.
"Oh, then I understand, I'll go take a look."
Tang Xiaobao put out the cigarette butt, took a deep breath, and spit out all the turbid air.
Sure enough, Lu Yan was looking for him.
"Sister Lu, is something wrong?"
"What's the matter? We'll be on stage soon. Why haven't you put on makeup and changed clothes yet? Director Lang is so anxious that he's looking for you everywhere."
Lu Yan pulled Tang Xiaobao and left: "Quick, follow me to put on makeup."
sweat……
Only then did Tang Xiaobao remember that he was not wearing any makeup.
When we arrived at the dressing room, Lang Kun was actually there. As soon as he saw him, he became anxious.
"I said, Xiaobao, what are you doing? Hurry up and put on your makeup. I can't find you anywhere. It's time to go on stage in a while. Xiao Wu, please move quickly. Xiao Li, get your clothes ready."
Lang Kun began to give instructions.
Tang Xiaobao was putting on makeup, and Lu Yan was watching from the side.
After a while, she smiled and said: "Hey, I look better with makeup."
Tang Xiaobao looked at himself in the mirror, frowned and said, "Why are the circles under my eyes pink? It's a bit awkward."
"You're all dressed up like this. Hurry up and change your clothes."
As soon as he changed his clothes, everyone in the dressing room felt their eyes light up.
Just like wearing ancient clothes, there is a kind of otherworldly beauty, not like a fairy on earth, but more like a woman in a paradise.
The same goes for Tang Xiaobao. When he puts on his costume, he is like a completely different person. To describe him in four words, he is personable.
Good-looking, handsome, much more elegant, less masculine, more like a frail young man.
But, he is really handsome.
The makeup artist Xiao Wu is a woman, only in her twenties this year, and her eyes were shining brightly at this moment.
"Leader, I am your fan, can you take a photo with me?"
Xiao Wu usually meets many celebrities, but she especially likes Tang Xiaobao.
Now, her heart couldn't help but beat fast.
She felt that Tang Xiaobao was different from all celebrities.
He is so approachable and has no celebrity airs at all. He is more like an ordinary person, which makes people want to get close to him.
He is like a big brother next door who can always make people forget his status and get closer to him.
It is precisely because of this that so many die-hard fans pursue him.
Tang Xiaobao naturally wanted to fulfill Xiao Wu's wish.
Take a photo and sign it.
But just as Xiao Wu finished here, Xiao Li, who was in charge of costumes, and other makeup artists in the dressing room, all came over.
Now it's okay, there are still actors doing makeup, so they're all put aside.
Tang Xiaobao was so ashamed that his scalp almost exploded.
It wasn't until Lang Kun came to find him again that he was finally rescued.
"Hurry up, there are still two programs left and it's time for you to take the stage."
Lang Kun looked at the two people in front of him with some excitement, his eyes were a little different.
"Xiaobao, I'm asking you to sing well and don't lose track. It doesn't matter if it takes longer, but your performance must be perfect. This year's ratings are counting on you."
He glanced at Lu Yan again, nodded gently, and said encouragingly: "Come on."
Lu Yan also returned a grateful look: "Well, I will try my best."