Lang Kun was anxious: "Hey, you just sang an opera, and there is another song."
Tang Xiaobao was stunned and slapped his head: "Oh, yes, I have another song. Oops, why did I forget about this?"
Everyone was dumbfounded again.
Spring Festival Gala, can you forget such an important thing?
Is there anything else you won’t forget? What kind of things are important to you? You don’t take it to heart at all. You...
I don't even know what to say about him.
Only white eyes, countless white eyes stared at me.
Tang Xiaobao smiled coquettishly: "Then I'll go take a nap. Can you call me when the time comes? I'm a little sleepy."
If someone else had said this, Lang Kun would probably scold him.
How long has it been, such an important thing is right in front of you, and you can still sleep, this is simply asking for blame.
But when Tang Xiaobao said this, he really couldn't say anything too harsh.
That's all, the entire TV show's ratings are pointing to Tang Xiaobao. This kid is so anxious that he dares to stop performing.
Don't dare?
Are you kidding? Is there anything that Tang Xiaobao doesn't dare to do?
Lang Kun waved his hand: "Okay, okay, go find a place to sleep. Bai Li, you will be responsible for waking him up later. You must not waste your time. This is the Spring Festival Gala, broadcast live, and people all over the world are watching."
I’m paying attention.”
"Okay, don't worry. If he dares to miss something serious, I won't be the first to forgive him."
Bai Li said angrily.
Lang Kun shook his head helplessly and reminded: "By the way, you are going to sing your new song "Xia Ke Xing" tonight, right?"
"Ah, when did the song change?"
Tang Xiaobao really doesn't know.
Lang Kun's eyes widened: "You don't know?"
"I don't know."
"No one informed you?"
"No."
Lang Kun was so angry: "What do these people do for food? I have to take care of them. Anyway, the song has been changed. Are you okay?"
Tang Xiaobao said: "What's the problem? Aren't all songs meant for singing? I don't care."
That's right to say...
Well, he is qualified to say such things.
Tang Xiaobao then complained: "What kind of song should I change?"
Lang Kun said depressedly: "Xiaobao, don't you be ignorant of good people's hearts? I am helping you with publicity. No matter how much money you spend, you will never find such a good publicity opportunity again."
Tang Xiaobao really wanted to say that he didn't need publicity at all.
The aroma of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley. He believes that this song will definitely become popular, it is just a matter of time.
However, he didn't say anything like that.
Too hurtful.
People also have good intentions.
"Okay, okay, thank you, Director Lang. I'm going to bed. Senior sister, please call me later."
Tang Xiaobao really went to bed.
A group of people looked at him stupidly, staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
This heart is really big enough.
The mood is really good.
Not nervous at all?
How did he do it?
Is the Spring Festival Gala really insignificant in his mind?
When thinking of this, several people present felt quite depressed.
Look, this is the difference.
In order to attend the Spring Festival Gala, how many people went to great lengths to practice for months or even half a year. When they arrived at Tang Xiaobao's place, they didn't practice at all or rehearse.
He will definitely not participate. Maybe a New Year's Eve dinner is more important to him.
Tang Xiaobao's song plan starts at 11:50.
After singing the song, the bell rings at midnight.
At half past eleven, Bai Li woke Tang Xiaobao up on time.
"Is it my turn to play?"
Tang Xiaobao yawned and his eyes were dim with sleep.
"Twenty minutes left."
"Then let me sleep a little longer, I'm too sleepy."
Tang Xiaobao was ready to sleep on the sofa again.
This rest room was specially prepared for him, no one else came in.
Bai Li went over and pulled Tang Xiaobao's ears.
"I let you sleep, I let you not care, you are going to piss me off."
"Oh, senior sister, please forgive me, can't I get up?"
"Quickly, go change your makeup, change your clothes and wait. There's no time, only twenty minutes."
Bai Li took Tang Xiaobao and left.
Online, netizens are already looking forward to it.
"I heard that the leader will be on stage soon?"
"The next show will be his."
"Oh, I'm so looking forward to it. Actually, I prefer him singing popular songs."
"I still like to listen to him singing Huangmei Opera, it has more flavor."
"Does anyone know what song he's singing tonight?"
"Didn't you say to change the song?"
"In the program list posted online, the leader's repertoire has always been kept secret. Who knows."
"Everyone, I am a staff member of CCTV. I just got the news that the leader will sing the title song of his new album "Xia Ke Xing" tonight."
"Xia Ke Xing? I haven't heard of it, and I don't know if it sounds good or not."
"Just wait, you'll be able to listen to it soon. The leader's product must be a high-quality product, haha."
"Everyone, everyone, South Lake Satellite TV has invited the international superstar, rock king Huo Side, who is singing. Come and watch, it's great."
"Holy shit, Huoside, that's my idol too, you have to listen and act."
"Wait a minute, I'm a fan of his too."
"Oh, why did I forget about this? Huoside has never come to China to hold a concert. This is an opportunity. You must see it."
…
At the South Lake TV Spring Festival Gala, Huo Side was sweating profusely on the stage.
The audience all stood up, and many people even took off their coats and waved them involuntarily.
Although I couldn't understand what he was singing, there were still many people humming along below.
In the director's office, Lu Yuanyou also watched attentively.
Whether we can make a comeback tonight depends on Huoside.
It took 100 million Chinese people to hire a superstar. Judging from the reaction of the audience, it seems to be very enthusiastic.
He is now waiting for the latest ratings.
Suddenly, assistant Li Bing ran in with a happy face.
As soon as Lu Yuanyou saw it, a glimmer of hope arose in his heart.
"How's it going? Are the ratings out?"
"It's out. It's out. Our current ratings have reached 61.67."
"Ah, it hasn't surpassed CCTV yet." Lu Yuanyou frowned.
Li Bing said: "Director, the current results are already very good. This is something we couldn't even imagine before. And it's not over yet. Maybe it can be surpassed."
Lu Yuanyou thought about it, and it was right.
We're only halfway through the song now. Looking at the audience's posts on the Internet, there should be a lot of people who have gotten the information by now and must be tuning in to come over.
"Yes, yes, it's not over yet."
Lu Yuanyou nodded repeatedly, beaming with joy: "You have one task tonight: report the ratings to me at any time. Damn it, I still don't believe it. Tonight we are going to create a record, a record that even CCTV will look up to!"
Li Bing echoed: "Well, judging from the current situation, it is very possible. Even if it cannot set a record, it has already created a miracle. Who would have thought that a local satellite TV could actually achieve such high ratings? Tomorrow, I guess