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Weibo.

Following Li Shixin's complaints about the Spring Festival Gala, the dynamic comment area exploded instantly.

"Fucking God, you really dare to say that!"

"Director of the Spring Festival Gala: Then I go?"

"Upstairs, please tell him not to go away! Run, run fast. This horse-riding party made my head grow big. The Spring Festival Gala 20 years ago was gold mixed with sand, and the Spring Festival Gala ten years ago was gold. The sand is mixed with gold. This year's is amazing, it's his mother's shit mixed with sand! It's smelly and toothless, damn it!"

"Actually, I don't have any objection to traffic stars. The image and professional ability of these traffic stars on the Spring Festival Gala are also quite good, and there is nothing wrong with them. But this time the party exposed too much to the traffic stars. I feel. A little greasy."

"Let professional people do professional things. You said that the director wants to rely on traffic stars to satisfy teenage friends and some mother fans. I have no objection, but Nima let traffic stars play sketches. Are they that material? This year The Spring Festival Gala is enough for traffic and ratings."

"I think there's nothing wrong with what Master Xin said. The skits played by traffic stars are really scarier than thrillers!"

"Hahahaha, this year's Spring Festival Gala is really not good. But old man, you are obviously trying to get traffic! Open on New Year's Eve, you really are a dedicated old Beibi."

"Pfft, business is okay on New Year's Eve. For Xinye's desire to survive, I'm considering giving him a movie ticket tomorrow as lucky money."

"Be sober in front, hey! This old guy will be sixty-nine next year, how old is he? It's almost the same as the coffin board!"

puff!

Seeing the comments from a group of sand sculpture netizens, Li Shixin took a sip of tea and sprayed it all over the coffee table.

God damn the coffin board.

The old man is already twenty-eight, twenty-eight!

As for rubbing traffic and the like. The old man really doesn't hold back against you.

As for looting traffic.

This traffic it. Just put it there, what's the matter if the old man doesn't go in for a while?

Seeing Li Shixin's strange expression, Zhao Jinzhi on the sofa frowned.

"You won't go to Weibo to make trouble again, will you?"

"No, what's the matter with me when I'm in New Year's Eve?"

Hearing his answer, Zhao Jinzhi suspiciously took out her mobile phone and opened Weibo. Seeing Li Shixin's latest news, the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

I knew you, an old guy, would not be safe!

"You, you can't stop and stop. You have only returned to China for two days, so don't make any trouble again."

"Hi,"

Faced with Zhao Jinzhi's complaints, Li Shixin put away his phone.

"If there's any trouble, I'm just making complaints and promoting the movie by the way. Besides, every Spring Festival Gala has people scolding. Since there are people scolding from left and right, why can't I complain?"

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Li Shixin looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and after making Zhao Jinzhi look down at the phone, he sighed faintly.

"Is the audience's complaints the same as yours? You, take a look at your Weibo. Someone is already dissatisfied with you."

Oh hoo?

Shi quickly turned on his phone and grinned when he saw the latest message in the comment area.

In the comment area at this time, some discordant voices have begun to spring up like mushrooms after rain.

"Damn it! It's this stinky old man who just keeps getting popular! What happened to our idol at the Spring Festival Gala? What happened to the sketch? Who stipulated that traffic stars can't perform sketches?!"

"The director of the Spring Festival Gala didn't say anything, what kind of onion are you?"

"If you can't eat grapes, you say grapes are sour? You are so awesome, why haven't you been invited to this year's Spring Festival Gala!"

"Hehehe, didn't this old man go abroad to develop? Why did the Chinese New Year come here to find a sense of existence?"

"I didn't want to lose my temper at first, but anyone who slanders our idols will die! For those who celebrate Chinese New Year, I don't want to say unlucky words, so I simply wish you to eat dumplings and eat coins and smash your teeth!"

Seeing the trolls popping up in the comment area, and seeing some brain-dead fans coming to make trouble, the Iron Guardians who were about to transform in an instant began to reply, and the two sides joined forces to turn the comment area into a hot battlefield. Li Shixin quickly glanced at Zhao Jinzhi beside him.

In the white eyes of the other party, he turned his back.

After thinking about it, I edited a post again and sent it out.

"I saw that the news just now caused some dissatisfaction, so I think it is necessary to explain;

What I said just now was not aimed at traffic stars. In fact, some of the idol artists on stage tonight, such as Baicha and Yixing, I have dealt with before. I don't have any prejudice against the professional ability and character of these artists.

The reason why I said that just now is because I am an audience who has watched the Spring Festival Gala for decades.

For the Spring Festival Gala program, it is good to keep pace with the times and attract more young artists to the stage of the Spring Festival Gala. But don't feel like little fresh meat, little buds will be sent to the CCTV Spring Festival Gala this year. Make the best use of people's talents and resources, and let professionals do professional things.

It can be seen that CCTV uses such a traffic star to ensure the ratings.

But the Spring Festival Gala is a kind of sentiment for more people. It turns the Spring Festival Gala that has accompanied generations of people into a traffic special, and the ratings may have gone up.

But the meaning of the Spring Festival Gala is just the ratings?

Although he is about to be sixty-nine years old, the old man is still at the age of hearing. Over sixty years of life experience have taught me that the world is not perfect.

Take the Chinese New Year as an example; your family should drive you crazy by urging marriage and asking about income on New Year’s Eve. Dumplings wrapped in coins will always leak into the pot, and the brats downstairs put them Firework debris will always fall into the glass at home, the Spring Festival Gala will never be as exciting as last year, and the lucky money received will never meet expectations.

But while we are enduring these imperfections, we also know that the family’s urging marriage is to see you happy in their eyes, and the coin will be missed because the mother specially packed the dumpling with a lot of stuffing so that it can be eaten by children. It can be seen at a glance that the fireworks shards fell on the glass because the children downstairs have gotten carried away with joy, and the New Year's money will never meet expectations because we have too many urgent wishes to be fulfilled.

All these imperfections are neither lazy nor perfunctory. "

Weibo.

With Li Shixin's latest update, the scolding war that had just ignited in the comment area suddenly ended as if by magic.

in the comments section.

After a while of silence, it completely boiled up!

"Xin Ye said it well!"

"As expected of my old idol, he explained the truth that I didn't understand clearly."

"Emmm was originally planning to come here to scold people, but what the old man said seems to be correct. Actually, I also think that my idol's acting in sketches seems a bit nondescript, so... quite awkward."

"Yeah, sketches are not suitable for our idols at all. As long as she is beautiful, she is easy to provoke, and being funny is not her talent at all."

"It's confirmed. This is all the fault of the director of the Spring Festival Gala!"

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Receive applause value, 3712129 points!

Following the likes of countless netizens in the comment area, Li Shixin's ear rang with a crisp hum.

at the same time.

Backstage at the Spring Festival Gala in Shanghai.

"'Beauty Walk' is over, the host is on!"

"Xiao An has worked hard!"

"Little hard work!"

Amidst the pleasantries, An Xiaoxiao, who was wearing a Tang style Ru skirt and a full set of gorgeous headgear, walked out of the backstage wearing a coat.

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"Hey hey hey, teacher must still be silent in the midst of Ben Xiao's wonderful performance at this moment!"

With a silly smile on his face, An Xiaoxiao took out his mobile phone from his coat pocket and opened Weibo.

next second.

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An Xiaoxiao's expression froze when she saw Li Shixin's two consecutive tweets about this year's Spring Festival Gala on Weibo.

"Thank you for your hard work. Just now, the General Assembly specially praised your program in the newsletter. The live effect is perfect! The director said that you are the most brilliant in the dance program. Let us convey that you will arrive after the third year of junior high school. The capital is going to the celebration party."

"What a trivial matter! It's getting late, the little girl is hungry, so I won't accompany you!"

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"Hey you. Costumes and headgear"

Seeing an afterimage disappear in front of him, the on-site choreographer grunted like a goldfish.