The Li family's New Year's Eve is still lively. Chief No. 1, Chief No. 2, etc. are here again.
Among them, the No. 2 leader had a lot of conversations with Xiao Qian, and he also praised the achievements of Oriental Film Group.
After the reform of East Film, "October Siege" was released and grossed 100 million in box office in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai, shocking the whole country.
It also lets the country know that without box office concealment and fraud, the domestic film market has such great potential.
It is said that the leaders are particularly angry and are already planning to make big moves on the entire film market.
The other No. 1 and No. 2 chiefs also expressed support for Xiao Qian's reorganization and leap.
They are all from the Magic City and know more about the situation there.
On New Year's Eve, a family of seven made dumplings by themselves.
Xiao Guoji was mixing the noodles, Li Jianguo was rolling out the dough, Ai Lan was chopping the stuffing, Xu Mingxia was boiling water, and Xiao Qian and Li Qingjue were doing nothing but making dumplings around Li Zhen.
"Wow, how do you know how to make dumplings?"
Looking at the exquisite and regular dumplings made by Xiao Qian, Li Qing was definitely not happy.
The dumplings she made were full of post-modernism and had no rules at all. It was doubtful whether they would fall apart once they were put into the water.
“Is it weird that I can make dumplings?”
Xiao Qian helped her finish the meal, and finally no food was wasted.
Xiao Qian is a farmer's boy. Although he has never done much farm work in his previous life, he still knows what he should know.
Unlike Li Qingjue, who is a real Xiaogongju, he can't tell the difference between rice and millet.
Seeing Xiao Qian helping him, Li Qingjue also started to be lazy. He took out a piece of dough, put the stuffing on it, and pushed it in front of Xiao Qian.
Xiao Qian smiled, squeezed next to her, and helped her finish the last step.
Seeing the two little ones kissing each other, Li Zhen smiled happily.
When the two children approached him, he just thought they were childhood sweethearts. As for what would happen in the future, he didn't have much certainty.
Unexpectedly, as they grew older, they would still be in love.
For the elders, the life of the younger generation can make them more comfortable. After all, everything is visible to the naked eye, and there is no need to worry about mistakes.
Halfway through making the dumplings, the Spring Festival Gala started.
Because of Xiao Qian's relationship, the Spring Festival Gala is not taken seriously at home.
Except for Xu Mingxia, no one in the family knows much about the work of Xiao Qian and Li Qingjue. Xiao Qian's program on the Spring Festival Gala is the best way for elders to understand the children.
Just like last year, there was still a lively group portrait stage.
Li Zhen looked at it with a smile, but Li Jianguo complained.
"Why is it the same as last year? Doesn't the director of this Spring Festival Gala have any creativity?"
Li Zhen lectured: "What do you know? Today is the Chinese New Year, and the bustle symbolizes reunion, isn't it good?"
Li Jianguo pouted.
"That's the meaning, but it's the same every year, and the audience will get tired of it sooner or later."
He also found evidence, pointing to Xiao Qian and Li Qingjue who were concentrating on making dumplings.
"Look, they don't even look at each other."
If Li Jianguo said it himself, Li Zhen would certainly not take it seriously. But with Xiao Qian and Li Qingjue, Li Zhen was greatly touched.
After all, in his mind, when it comes to literature and art, no one in China can compare with Li Xiaoxiao.
"You two also think this performance is not good-looking?"
Xiao Qian hesitated and said nothing.
He knew very well that even if he was at home, if he really said something, it would have a great impact.
Li Zhen and Li Jianguo, just stomping their feet, can have an earthquake-like impact on the entire literary and art world.
Li Qingjue had no such concerns.
"The stage concept is too bad. It's just about piling up colors and numbers, it's messy, and it's repeating the same routine as last year. It's bound to be unpopular. It's just the opening of the Spring Festival Gala, and no one will say anything, but if this continues, the Spring Festival Gala will decline as well.
Inevitable."
Xiao Qian quickly rounded off the sentence.
"Even if it declines again, it is still the Spring Festival Gala, and it is still an indispensable program during the Spring Festival every year. So no matter what CCTV does, the Spring Festival Gala has its meaning."
As expected, Li Zhen didn't go into details anymore, but stopped what he was doing and just watched the TV.
After the opening song and dance, there was another medley of songs and dances, and even Li Zhen raised his eyebrows. Apparently he felt that this kind of program design was too complicated and protracted.
Fortunately, it was followed by the cross talk "Sit back and enjoy the success", and the standards of County Magistrate Niu and Feng Xiangsi You La were still there.
After County Magistrate Niu really becomes the county magistrate, all Feng will say is that he wants to kill you.
The drama that followed finally made Li Zhen immersed in it.
For an old man like him, all he could watch in the past was all kinds of dramas. He knew much more about the taste of dramas than modern people.
The programs that followed came one after another, and most of them were mediocre. Until "Going Home" came out, Sister Song said, "When will Chinese football come out?" Li Zhen finally let out a sad sigh.
"You said there are so many people in our country, why can't we play football well?"
As a fan, Li Zhen went to watch the Golden State game last year. It is said that after he came back, he was so angry that he couldn't sleep well for several days.
Now that sad things have been mentioned again, I can't help but start complaining again.
"I should be able to play well in the future."
Xiao Guoji didn't know much about football, so he could only comfort him like this.
"It is said that the 2002 World Cup will be held in Japan and South Korea. I wonder if our national football team can make it? This is right on our doorstep. It would be terrible if we really make it."
Li Jianguo clicked his tongue and started to look forward to it.
Xiao Qian pouted.
"What's the use of calling it in? It's just a flash in the pan."
Li Jianguo didn't believe it.
"Why are you so sure that the national football team can reach the World Cup in Korea and Japan?"
Xiao Qian gave him a thoughtful look.
"Football is sometimes not just football."
Just one sentence made the elders present turn their attention.
Even they didn't fully understand many of the truths in this. They didn't expect Xiao Qian to see it so clearly, which naturally gave them a huge shock.
Li Zhen was thoughtful and asked: "Isn't it good to be able to reach the World Cup? Only with this start can our football progress."
Although Xiao Qian couldn't bear it, she still told the truth.
"The situation of the World Cup in South Korea and Japan is special, and it will never happen again in the future. In terms of strength alone, I am afraid that it will be difficult for the national football team to qualify again in the future. It is not that we have not made progress, but compared to the football trends around the world, our progress is far behind
It is far inferior to others. So in the future, this gap will become wider and wider."
Yes, in Xiao Qian's eyes, although Chinese football has always been in bad shape, it is actually making progress.
The reason why the subsequent results will become more and more ugly is not that Chinese football has declined, but that football in other countries has improved too fast.
In the past life, there were always people on the Internet who would brazenly say that the national football team in the 1990s was better than the national football team 20 years later.
In fact, if you think about it for a moment, you will know that the time span is so large, the development of techniques and tactics, and the increase in competition intensity will create a huge gap between the two.
If nothing else, the national football team of 20 years from now will be able to outperform the national football team of the 1990s just by looking at their physical fitness.
In China, football is not a happy topic after all.
Of course, as a Real Madrid fan, I couldn't help but see Barcelona losing 2:8.
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Several women couldn't stand the topic of football, so they used the Spring Festival Gala to divert their attention.
"Look, Xiao Qian's work is out."
Everyone's attention was instantly attracted.
In the TV screen, Wen Mu walked out dressed up, with a gorgeous team of backup dancers behind him. The whole scene was majestic.
Nowadays, she is able to control such a stage with ease.
With a spring breeze-like smile, the clear and resonant singing went against the hustle and bustle of the previous Spring Festival Gala, and presented the spiritual outlook of the Chinese people to the world.
Listening to such singing, Li Zhen felt happy for the first time tonight.
"This is a real song, a song that truly reflects the voice of the people."
Li Jianguo and Xiao Qian looked at each other, secretly thankful.
Fortunately, the old man was not in charge of the cultural department, otherwise it would have been terrible.
Although Wen Mu performed his own works, Xiao Qian actually didn't care much.
After all, no matter how good Wen Mu’s performance is and no matter how excellent his songs are, they still belong to the General Administration of Political Science and Technology now.
What he cares more about is the stage for Qu Qi and Wang Wen.
He didn't have to wait too long. After several programs, the most classic stage of this Spring Festival Gala came.
To the gentle melody, the entire stage took on a dreamy blue color. Two dancers danced gracefully in transparent balloons at the back.
Qu Qi is on the right and Wang Wen is sitting, each occupying a piece of space.
Qu Qi wore a slender snow-white sleeveless dress, but she used sleeves to cover up the muscle lines of her arms, which made her look even more graceful as a mature woman.
On the other side, Wang Wen's figure is more slender, and her pale pink sleeveless dress outlines her curves unscrupulously.
The only difference is that Nezha's head, which was criticized a lot in his previous life, is gone.
At this time, she wears her hair in a dignified bun and has fresh facial features, showing off the advantages of modern women.
The stage formed by two top female singers naturally possesses the domineering power to conquer everything.
At the Li family, in front of countless televisions, countless people held their breath, immersed in the beautiful singing voices of the two queens.
