Senior Superstar

Just when Zhou Heping suppressed the false fire in his throat, maintained his composure, and directed the entire live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala.

Outside the door of the director's group, Guo Chongwen, the deputy director, walked in slowly with his hands behind his back.

"Director!"

"Good morning, director!"

"Okay, okay, everyone has worked hard!"

After nodding with a few staff members who hurried past and didn't forget to say hello, Guo Chongwen went straight to Zhou Heping and stood still.

"Deputy Director Guo."

"Old Zhou, how is it going? Is everything going well?"

Faced with Guo Chongwen's questioning about the situation with a smile, Zhou Heping smiled dryly, pointed to the ratings in front of him, and sighed slightly: "It's a shame to the mission. Now the show has started for an hour, and the ratings still haven't broken one."

Looking at the monitor, Guo Chongwen nodded with a smile, and patted Zhou Heping on the shoulder, "Don't say that, everyone knows the situation this year. And to be honest, CCTV's Spring Festival Gala has always won the absolute ratings.

The Spring Festival Gala held by Taiwan in our locality is a natural shackle. In the second half of this year, several satellite TVs have reached a consensus. Starting next year, our local Spring Festival Gala will collectively make way for the CCTV Spring Festival Gala on New Year’s Eve, and change it to New Year’s Day.

As for you, even if you are the last director of the 30th live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala on our station, don't put too much pressure on it, ah. "

Hearing Guo Chongwen's comfort, Zhou Heping's anger dissipated a little, but seeing the comparison of this year's ratings with last year's, he was still a little embarrassed.

As a first-line director in China, no matter what, he was ordered to take over this show when he was in danger. If the ratings were too low, it would not be good for himself and the provincial station.

"Leader, do you have any expectations and requirements for this year's ratings?" Zhou Heping asked after thinking about it.

Faced with this question, Guo Chongwen smiled.

He took a deep look at the ratings monitor, and after a while, he smacked his lips, "If it can break 1.5, %, it can be accounted for up and down. But..."

Seeing that the magic team invited by the stage with great effort is currently performing on the stage, they are struggling to perform a large-scale live magic that cannot be ignored, and the ratings still have not broken through 0.8%, Guo Chongwen shook his head with a smile Shake your head.

"Don't force it."

Seeing the helplessness on Guo Chongwen's face, Zhou Heping nodded sadly.

"Yes, I can't force it..."

...

"Shixin, are you coming to the stage soon?"

"We've all been transferred to the provincial station! Grandson, what kind of beep is that song and dance drama you're performing now?"

"Shixin, you will be next, right?"

In Li Shixin's dressing room, seeing a group of old fans in the fan group eagerly yelling, Li Shixin smiled slightly and checked the time on his phone.

Seeing that it was already nine thirty, he replied with a smile in the group.

"immediately!"

At this moment, the door of the dressing room was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

"Mr. Li, your work group is ready! The current group has sang and danced, and you will go on stage after listening to the on-site scheduling!"

Li Shixin and others, who had already done the styling in the dressing room ahead of time, finally received the order from the director.

Silently put away the phone, nodded to the director standing at the door, Li Shixin took a deep breath.

He turned around to look at Zhang Shuo, looked at Zhang Yaozhong, and finally landed on Zhang Weiyu who was sitting in a wheelchair, and stood up straight.

"Thirty-six prayers are over, and I tremble for the last time. Are you all ready?"

"Godfather." "Shixin!" "..."

Seeing that there was no stage fright in the different emotions in the eyes of the three people, Li Shixin nodded and made an OK gesture to the director.

"We are ready!"

...

"Okay, thanks for the wonderful performance brought to us by the Dancing Nanhua Song and Dance Troupe!"

"Thank you young dancers!"

On the stage of the Provincial TV Spring Festival Gala, after the two well-known hosts in the station, Su Wentai and Lu Jiayi came on stage, they first thanked the performers of the previous show.

After over-exchanging the emotions of the audience, the warm-up for the next show immediately began;

"Spring is coming to Huaxia, Fulin is coming to Kyushu. In this day of family reunion, friends in front of the TV and mobile phones must have started to eat New Year's Eve dinner at this time, right?"

"Wen Tai, it's already ten o'clock. Most of the audience's dumplings are already out of the pot! Especially those with elderly people at home, in order not to affect the elderly's rest, they may have finished the New Year's Eve dinner early!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

"Why did you ask so?"

"We also have an old man here. But not only does he not want to rest, he also wants to prove himself again."

"Where is it?"

"Look, isn't he here?"

"Haha, are you talking about him? Well, please enjoy, everyone, the sketch brought to us by Yuedong Repertory Troupe, "You're Alright, I'm Alright"!"

After the two hosts teased the atmosphere, Li Shixin took Zhang Shuo... onto the stage!

During the previous rehearsal, Li Shixin used an electric wheelchair.

However, after the second rehearsal, the program team felt that manual wheelchairs were better in terms of live effects, so on the stage at this time, Li Shixin pushed the rollers of the wheelchair and stepped onto the stage with a stubborn face.

Language sketches have always been the most eye-catching points on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala.

At this time, on the live broadcast platform of the party, seeing small-category programs, the barrage ushered in a small climax;

"Sketch competition is high!" "There are too few entertainment stars in the Spring Festival Gala in Taiwan this year, so it's not interesting. Let's see what the quality of the sketch is." It’s not the finale.” “Look at it first, then I’ll talk about it. Mama Yang is reciting large-scale poems right now, which doesn’t make much sense.” “Lord Xin! You’re mighty!” Aren’t you surprised?” “Here is the Steel Guardian! Trust me, Zhi Leng!”

Amidst the barrage, Li Shixin and Zhang Shuo settled on the stage and began to perform;

Before the background of the nursing home, the father and son had a dispute because of the admission assessment.

"Dad! Can't you seriously do the evaluation of the nursing home?"

Faced with his son's questioning, the father's face was sullen, and his words were full of dissatisfaction: "Why didn't I do it seriously?"

"Look at what you wrote here?" The son brought the evaluation sheet in front of his father, "Let's take a look, the first question; do you have any surgery experience. A, major surgery. B, minimally invasive surgery. C, no surgical experience. What did you choose?"

"C! No experience in surgery." The father answered as a matter of course.

"Nonsense! Your heart bypass was just done the year before last. When the operation was performed, the doctor held my hand and cried! He said that after the operation, he became homesick, and the place as big as a slap was bridged more than a dozen times. Dao, it looks like the overpass in his hometown in Chongqing! You choose C?"

"I don't think a heart bypass is a major surgery."

"My dear father! Isn't that a major operation?"

"Look, son, a normal person's heart and blood vessels are like ordinary people, but your father and my heart and blood vessels are bridged, so it's like a high-speed rail! Isn't the blood transport much stronger than normal?

So, heart bypass is not only not surgery, but I think it is an enhancement of my physical function!

Isn’t this hero and that hero in the American blockbuster? Look at that little Carrot Rabbit Downey, if you put a fluorescent lamp in your heart, you dare to call him Iron Man, your father and my heart are all titanium structures, isn't it too much to be called a bridge builder? "

Li Shixin and Zhang Shuo shook out the first burden of the sketch, and the audience burst into laughter from the audience!

On the live broadcast platform, the barrage exploded instantly;

"There's nothing wrong with the old man's reason, 666!"

"Okay, okay! Although the actors in the skit are unfamiliar, the jokes are well written! I hope the follow-up will be more entertaining!"

"Damn it, I finally saw that I, Xinye, don't mess with things, and acted in sketches to amuse me! It's not in vain, baby, I abandoned Yangma and turned around!"

"Xinye's New Year's Eve, I finally realized my conscience, changed my mind, and became a person again! Laugh! I'm so fucking laughing at me! Hahahahang"

"What the hell is that guy on the bullet screen? Is the actor on stage famous?"

"In front, download Dooshou and search for Huaqi entertainer Li Shixin, you will open a new door to the world of comedy! Don't thank me, my name is Red Scarf!"

Amidst the barrage that was distorted by the believers, Li Shixin and Zhang Shuo's performance was continuing on the stage.

At this time, on the other side of the city.

At the gate of a rather high-end neighborhood, inside an unremarkable Dajianghuai commercial vehicle.

"Brother Zhang, I'm asleep, I'm staring at you. Take a break and relax your eyes."

On the co-pilot, a young man in casual clothes patted the man on the co-pilot.

The man withdrew his gaze from staring at the gate of the community, and said: "You are watching, according to the informant, the suspect has two cars in his home. One is a white BMW 7 Series, and the other is a black Range Rover Executive. Don't stare at it." Fly."

"Don't worry, it's almost there."

The young man agreed with all his mouth, and when he spoke, his eyes did not leave the gate of the community.

But in his hand, he handed over his mobile phone and lunch box: "Here, the dumplings made by my wife are not completely cold in the lunch box. Take a bite and watch the Spring Festival Gala."

"You boy." Faced with the concern of his comrades-in-arms, the man took the dumplings and the phone.

He didn't even use chopsticks, just grabbed a dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth. The man glanced at the Provincial Taiwan Spring Festival Gala which was being broadcast live on his mobile phone.

Seeing the old man in a wheelchair on the stage, their eyes suddenly darkened.

The paralyzed old man reminded him of his old father at home.

Hearing the occasional sound of firecrackers outside the car window, he couldn't help mumbling.

"It's Chinese New Year, and I don't know what my dad is doing at home. I don't know if I'm at home, whether I can cook a decent meal."

In an instant, the picture of the lonely old father at home flashed in his mind.

On the phone, the skit is continuing;

"Okay! Then let's not talk about this question. The next question: "Physical condition, self-care level. A, completely unable to take care of themselves. B. Some of them cannot take care of themselves. C, fully able to take care of themselves. Why did you choose C? "

Facing his son's questioning, the father in the wheelchair replied as a matter of course: "I'm telling the truth!"

"Your lumbar nerves are oppressed, and you are almost half paralyzed! Don't you know if you have incontinence and wear diapers every day! How can you choose C?"

"I thought, I changed the diaper myself. Isn't that self-care!"

The father's fallacies completely defeated the stupid son.

Facing the stubborn and determined father, the son was completely helpless, and said with a look of resentment: "I said, Dad, are you sincerely revenge for the one arrow I made when I was doing my homework when I was a child? "

"You can think so!" Looking at his helpless son, the father showed complacency: "When you were a child, when you were doing connection problems, you connected the pencil to 15 meters and the kitchen knife to 40 meters. Such a day, right? Do you know what this is called? Every cause must have its fruit, and your retribution is me!"

ha?

Seeing the development of the skit plot here, the man who had just leaned against the back of the car seat and was about to take a nap was taken aback and sat up straight.

At this moment, facing the familiar lines and the familiar plot, he felt that the old man on the stage seemed to be possessed by his father!