The banquet has already begun at Xu Chuan's house, "Xiao Qing, I haven't seen you for many years, and now I don't dare to recognize you." Xu Chuan's eldest aunt Zhuo Qiujun looked at the girl named Xia Wanqing in front of her. (ancient idol drama)
Don’t pay too much attention to it, the plot is not important)
Xia Wanqing had a polite smile on her face, "Aunt Zhuo must remember me when I was a child."
Zhuo Qiujun really liked her open and generous look, "It's normal for a girl to change her age."
Their family of three came to the capital to celebrate the New Year. Of course, Xia Wanqing's parents had told her the purpose of their visit and asked her to behave well.
However, she herself didn't quite agree. She had indeed seen Xu Chuan when she was a child, but she had no memory of him. It was difficult to associate the person who wrote such great songs with him.
And who knows what he has become now. His father's purpose is very utilitarian. He must not have considered his daughter's happiness.
Seeing her father sitting with Uncle Xu, talking and laughing, and her mother, who was usually extremely powerful but now extremely flattering to several female family members of the Xu family, Xia Wanqing still felt a little resentful in her heart.
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"Old man, please excuse me this year." Xia Zhenglang picked up his wine glass and stood up respectfully. His wife and daughter did the same, said a few auspicious words to Mr. Xu, and then drank the wine.
Mr. Xu waved his hand, "You guys sit down, our family doesn't have so many rules."
The old lady sitting on the side smiled kindly, "Yes, our Jiwu and his son can't come back this year, and Hongxia's family also went back to her parents-in-law's house to celebrate the New Year. It will be more lively if you can come."
Xia Zhenglang knew that this was a polite comment, but to be honest, he really didn't expect to be sitting here. This matter would really keep him bragging for decades.
After more than ten years of hard work, he is indeed rich now, but in China, only a handful of people can sit with this family on this New Year's Day, which is not something that can be done with money.
"Old Xia, what a pity..." Mr. Xu looked at the other party and sighed with emotion, and Xia Zhenglang realized that he had benefited from his father who had just passed away.
As he got older, the old man missed the past things and people more and more. After hearing the news of the death of his old acquaintance, he sighed for several days before letting Xu Jiwen invite Xia Zhenglang's family to come over as guests. Otherwise, this situation would not have happened.
Zhuo Qiujun quickly changed the topic, pointed at the TV and said, "Our Xiaowen should be on the stage soon."
Zhang Qi looked at the time and nodded, "Well, it should be right after this skit."
Although Xia Zhenglang really wanted to mention his father and get closer to him, he also knew that this occasion was not appropriate. He also echoed, "Yes, Xiaowen, I haven't seen him for many years. I didn't expect that we would become friends."
Big stars, many young people in our company are all her fans."
Zhang Qi smiled and said, "Don't say this in front of her, otherwise this girl's tail will be raised."
Xia Wanqing blinked her fox-like eyes and listened to their conversation. Although she had never seen this Xu Ziwen, he was still considered a celebrity. She was actually even more surprised that such a person would let Xu Ziwen go to the entertainment industry.
But she didn't let her think too much, music was coming from the TV, and Xia Wanqing hummed softly in her heart following the very familiar prelude.
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At this time, Xu Chuan was standing at the stage of the Spring Festival Gala. Xu Ziwen and three people had just stepped up. The two hosts stood opposite Xu Chuan and looked at each other. They had never seen anyone watching the Spring Festival Gala here with a fruit plate.
Xu Chuan felt the other person's eyes and handed over the glass lunch box containing the cut watermelon, "Try it?"
One of the women thanked her and shook her head. She didn't dare to eat randomly. It would be troublesome if she wanted to go to the toilet. Besides, there was a camera filming the scene backstage.
But the man happily reached out and took a piece and put it in his mouth, "Oh, it's so sweet." This guy praised it.
Xu Chuan was very happy that someone finally cooperated with him.
The performance on stage has begun. To be honest, it is quite average in terms of professionalism, but the effect on the spot is very good.
Xu Chuan can imagine that the current ratings should be at a high point. Many Girls' Generation fans are waiting for this time. Although this group, mainly young people, prefers to watch the Spring Festival Gala less and less, but for their favorite stars
Really spare no effort to praise.
In fact, the highlight of the whole performance was the backup dancers. Xu Chuan said that the more than 20 long legs were in line with his aesthetic.
It didn't take long, and the two hosts were ready to go on stage again. Girls' Generation's performance was about to end.
The audience burst into a burst of warm applause and cheers, louder than any previous program.
Miss Xu jumped down from the stage, not feeling tired at all.
"Brother, brother, how do I sing?"
Xu Chuan nodded in affirmation, "The lip syntax is very good, there are basically no flaws."
"Ha, disgusting!" Xu Ziwen expressed dissatisfaction, even if what the other party said was true.
Miss Xu's scene was a disaster. How could Li Guanghu let them really sing?
"Go get something to eat. You must be hungry." Xu Chuan patted the eldest lady on the head.
Gao Wen hid aside and didn't dare to look at him. Of course, Xu Chuan couldn't tease him in this situation.
"Is your show about to start soon? We'll wait for you to go back together." Xu Ziwen asked. She had no intention of staying here until the bell rang.
"Morning." Xu Chuan looked like he would rather die than die. It was just past eight-thirty and there were still at least forty minutes before his appearance time.
By this time, the host had finished speaking and the next show was about to start. This was indeed not the place to talk. All three girls had gone back to the lounge to have something to eat first.
Afterwards, you can choose to sit under the stage or leave.
Li Guanghu looked at the real-time ratings and smiled like a chrysanthemum. Except for the language programs that everyone is most looking forward to, such as the popular sketches every year, no one has been so popular.
Nowadays, the Spring Festival Gala has changed. In the past, whoever was popular was the most popular, but now it has become more popular.
Even though the Spring Festival Gala can still maintain a ratings of over 30%, it has begun to decline year by year, and its ratings are also declining.
But he surrendered, and he just hoped that the surrender would not be too great.
The party is still going on, but the atmosphere brought about by Girls' Generation has slowly subsided, and the comments on the Internet have begun to change from the previous hot discussion to the current ridicule.
Xu Chuan stood at the stage and yawned. He was full and sleepy.
"Hey, if Jie were in Jinmen, he would have been knocked down by the audience below." Xu Chuan looked at the two cross talkers on the stage and felt that he could create a three-bedroom apartment.
The two hosts didn't know how to answer the question. They had heard the part about "I'm going to attend the Spring Festival Gala" before, and they honestly said that the person in front of them was really professional.
It's just that this matter is so ridiculous. Everyone in their station thought that Xu Chuan's program would definitely be taken down, and even Girls' Generation might be implicated, but in the end, everyone seemed to act as if this matter didn't exist.
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The directing team didn’t mention it, and the TV station’s upper management didn’t mention it either. It seemed like everyone had discussed it.
"Hey, why bother? If there are no new jokes, why not say a few traditional ones?" If this thing is not funny, it is not funny. This kind of thing cannot be done forcefully, it will make people very disgusted.
However, Xu Chuan himself knows that this kind of thing is actually unrealistic, and even he may not be able to say what he wants to say.
Not only that, when I was about to appear on the Spring Festival Gala, people in the mainstream cross talk circle were actually critical. However, Xu Chuan was not from the cross talk circle, and these people spoke tactfully, at least not intending to go against the three customs.
Of course, it is more likely that they feel they cannot offend Young Master Xu.
The two cross talkers bowed and left the stage. The audience below was obviously slow to react before they remembered that they should applaud, but this applause was really embarrassing.
The two of them met Xu Chuan at the entrance of the stage, and they nodded politely to him as a greeting.
The two hosts immediately came on stage and glanced at Xu Chuan with worried eyes. He would be the next show, hoping there wouldn't be any problems.
Xu Chuan was also taken to the waiting area by the staff.
After saying the prelude, the host introduced the next program with a smile on his face, "Next, I will present the long-awaited song, Dragon Scales of Heaven and Earth, Xu Chuan."
The prelude to the music sounded amidst warm applause from the audience, the elevator rose, and Xu Chuan, dressed in a white tunic suit, slowly appeared in the center of the stage.
(I don’t know the lyrics)
This song does not have any accompanying dancers. On the stage behind Xu Chuan, a projector plays a video that the program team spent several days and nights making. They found various clips from film, television dramas and documentaries that could fit the song.
Just like Xu Chuan said before, this song is very suitable for large-scale parties. Even if the other two songs given by Xu Chuan are several levels higher in artistry, Li Guanghu will still choose this song.
Its appeal is definitely not comparable to the other two songs.
Especially when Xu Chuan roared the last sentence with an angry voice, the audience's emotions reached its peak. When the music stopped, everyone almost stood up and applauded.
Xu Chuan didn't react at all to this atmosphere. He simply bowed and left the stage. He had already thought about what to eat when he went back.
Li Guanghu was completely stunned, because the pronunciation of the last line of the lyrics sung live was different from the previous rehearsal, but I have to say that the effect was indeed good, no, it should be very good.
But this made him break out in a cold sweat. If there was a stage accident, Xu Chuan wouldn't know, and he would definitely be unlucky.
The Spring Festival Gala is different from a concert. There is very little room for personal expression. It is almost like the rehearsal and the final program. There are really not many people like Xu Chuan in so many years.
"Let's go, let's go." When Xu Chuan walked off the stage, everyone was saying congratulations to him, making him think that he was getting married today, but he didn't have time to care about it. He changed out of his performance clothes and asked the makeup artist to remove his makeup. He was anxious
Go home.
The three girls had already changed their clothes and were waiting for him backstage.
Many singers participating in the Spring Festival Gala are looking at them with complicated eyes. They all know that Xu Chuan's song will definitely once again become a god. Girls' Generation is so lucky, but fortunately they will be disbanded soon.
Thinking of this, these people look at Xu Chuan differently. I wonder who will sing the songs he wrote after SNSD is disbanded, and whether he will have a chance in the future.
These people had thought about it. After the Spring Festival Gala, people would contact Xu Chuan to invite him to sing. He could ask for whatever conditions he wanted. No, he would go now.
Xu Chuan changed his clothes and was about to leave through the back door, and then he was stopped by someone. Of course, it was not him who was invited to sing, but a part of the Spring Festival Gala, where all the participants were interviewed backstage.
These people had never caught Xu Chuan before, and there was absolutely no way they could let him run away this time.
"Mr. Xu, great god, great god." A strange girl came up to him excitedly.
Xu Chuan frowned but still stopped, listening to the reporter asking step by step according to the questions written in advance, "Master, what do you think of this Spring Festival Gala? Is it exciting?"
"It's so boring, you have the nerve to ask." Xu Chuan raised his eyes, how could he be used to this, even if the other person was a woman.
The kid was choked up. He probably didn't speak so straightforwardly.
But she couldn't leave yet, so she could only ask the next question, "So, may I ask you, under what background was this song Heaven and Earth Dragon Scales created?"
Xu Chuan replied matter-of-factly, "Don't you know, your director Li Da found me, and I wrote it in one day, with a ghost background."
The little girl was about to cry, "Are you satisfied with this work?"
"The lyrics are okay, the melody and arrangement are average. After all, we only have one day." Xu Chuan pretended to be cool, completely ignoring the emotions of the reporter and the people around him.
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"Okay, that's it." Xu Chuan didn't want to waste time here anymore, so he walked past the reporter and headed towards the back door.
Gao Wen, who was following behind, politely apologized to the reporter and was pulled away by Dong Qin.
After getting in the car, Xu Ziwen held his cell phone and excitedly said to Xu Chuan, "Brother, did you know? Your song has already been on the hot search."
Xu Chuan fastened his seat belt and started the car, "After watching the rehearsal, I know that no one can win in the song category this year, and except for those old people, everyone else in the language category is terrible."
And since this is a new song, he is really taking advantage of it.
It is estimated that after this year's Spring Festival Gala, everyone will repeatedly use his "I want to go to the Spring Festival Gala" segment for the forty-person cross talk tonight.
Oh, by the way, the cross talk performance will be later.
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In Shencheng Detention Center, Sun Xing, who had been detained for a week, was sitting in the lounge, watching the Spring Festival Gala and eating a big meal brought in from outside.
There was no one else in the room, and this was the best Zheng Yihong could do.
Sun Xing raised his head and drank the beer in the cup, then threw the cup in the corner because he saw Xu Chuan on TV.
MD, why can you stand on the stage, but I can only stay here like a mouse? Sun Xing's eyes were full of anger.
Director Qi Dali heard the commotion and glanced at Sun Xing outside the window. As long as the other party did not commit self-harm, he had no intention of doing anything.
After collecting the money himself, letting Sun Xing celebrate the New Year here was the limit of what he could do, and there was really nothing else Qi Dali could do.
Sun Xing stood up and opened the door directly, "I don't want to eat, take me back."
"By the way, Qi Suo, can I make a call first?" Sun Xing said with a nervous smile.
Qi Dali frowned, but did not refuse. They were already holding a banquet in the detention center. Do they still care about a phone call?
Sun Xing took the call from Qi Dali, who withdrew from the door under his gaze.
He looked at the closed door in front of him with contempt, then took the phone and called one of his younger brothers.