"If you can give me a happy word, I'll go on it, if it doesn't work, I'll take her away. ”

"She's not one of you students who haven't seen the world, people are worth millions of dollars to attend an event, and the planning and directors of the TV station have to be kind to her, now you don't need money to help you save the scene, you guys are good, and you are picky. ”

"You don't want to be the best, we won't serve yet. ”

Old Man Fu picked up Xu Chunqiu and was about to leave, Qiu Yuebai panicked when he heard this, and hurriedly raised his hand to stay: "Please stay." ”

In the end, she still took a step back: "In this way, you will replace me with the song "Mu Guiying is in charge", but let's push this song back, don't you start?"

Xu Chunqiu's heart softened, the Spring Festival Gala finally went on a program to promote opera, she didn't want this show to be officially performed, and she could only deceive herself into singing a double reed.

She was forced to lip-sync, she knows better than anyone the helplessness of standing on the stage and having enough strength to interpret that tune, but all the voices can only be sung to herself.

But Old Man Fu answered for her first, and he bit it to death: "No." ”

"What's the change, why don't we deserve to open this field for you?"

Qiu Yuebai gritted her teeth, and finally agreed before Old Man Fu blurted out something more ugly.

Director Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the performers of "Mu Guiying in Charge" made a final decision, replacing Qiu Yuebai, the originally scheduled Mei faction master, with Xu Chunqiu, a young artist who was only twenty years old.

......

Xu Chunqiu returned to the studio again, and said to Tang Ze with some embarrassment: "Mr. Tang, can I talk to you about something." ”

"What's wrong with being so polite all of a sudden?"

"I took the ride myself. ”

Tang Ze stood up suddenly, a little unbelieving that Xu Chunqiu would be so insignificant: "The contract expressly prohibits Party B from privately docking business activities, you are in serious breach of contract." ”

"No, it's a non-profit event. ”

Oh, non-profit, it's not a default.

But Tang Ze was even more excited.

"You still take on activities that don't make money, I'm afraid you don't know your current worth, can you discuss it with me before you do this kind of big thing in the future." Tang Ze felt that he was simply heartbroken, "Forget it, tell me what kind of activity it is." ”

Xu Chunqiu: "Spring Festival Gala." ”

Tang Ze was ecstatic: "???"

He felt like he was sitting on a jumping machine, high and low, can this kid finish his words at one time.

"You, you, you, do you say it again?"

Xu Chunqiu blinked inexplicably, she didn't grow up in this environment, and she didn't know the difference between the Spring Festival Gala and the New Year's Eve parties led by various satellite TV parties, just a slightly larger scale.

"Teacher Qiu Yuebai of this year's Spring Festival Gala's Peking Opera program "Thirteen Uniques of the Same Light" poured his throat, and Mr. Fu asked me to help save the scene. ”

The corners of Tang Ze's mouth were almost grinning.

"Dafa is big, you have only debuted for less than two years and you are on the Spring Festival Gala...... That's the Spring Festival Gala!"

Her future is limitless.

"In order to prepare for this show, it may not be convenient for me to take on other trips for the next week. ”

"It should be," Tang Ze expressed his greatest understanding while thinking about how to design the draft, the Spring Festival Gala can't be in vain, this is a God-given opportunity for Xu Chunqiu to carry coffee, and it must not be wasted like this.

......

This year's Spring Festival comes exceptionally early, the streets and alleys are filled with a festive atmosphere, and when night falls, a bunch of fireworks unfolds in the night sky, and thousands of branches are exploded into colorful colors.

It's a new year, but there's always something the same.

For example, Lu Xiu is looking for a partner.

At the dinner table of the Lu family, the housekeeping aunt set a table full of dishes, and a year has passed, and his mother, Ms. Shen Qiongyao, is still urging marriage.

"What do you say next time, you must be next time," Ms. Shen Qiongyao, as always, pierced the pig's trotters on the plate with chopsticks, and suddenly pierced the oily skin wrapped on it, and said to Lu Xiu meaningfully, "When are you going to bring back that virtuous and beautiful daughter-in-law last time, you're afraid it's not for me, right?"

Lu Xiu sat on the seat, watching his nose and nose, looking at his heart, no matter what his mother said, he didn't dare to say anything, and stared intently at the Spring Festival Gala on TV.

His father Lu Zongru played an original song and sandwiched a chopstick dish for the mother and son: "Dissipate your anger, watch TV, watch TV." ”

Lu Xiu's gaze fell on the screen, and his eyes suddenly straightened.

At the end of the curtain on TV, the narrator read a long commentary: "This group of famous Gongbi heavy color portraits, known as "Thirteen Uniques of the Same Light", when the ancient picture scroll slowly unfolds, what is presented in front of us is a history of a gathering of heroes, and it is a colorful ......moment that freezes the blood and soul and cannot be replicated."

But he turned a deaf ear, and stared directly at a figure on the screen.

How could it be so similar.

Peking Opera actors painted their faces, and after playing costumes, it was not easy to distinguish, and if they bumped into each other suddenly, sometimes even their family members might not recognize them.

The stage lights on the TV screen were still dim, and a beam of death toplight outlined an ambiguous outline, and there were even performers and one hundred and ten dancers on the stage, but Lu Xiu almost recognized it at a glance, it was Xu Chunqiu.

The flag-waving dancer stepped aside, the sound of gongs and drums paused, only a loud huqin sound, and the camera focused on a fairy-like person.

Lu Xiu stared at her intently.

Lu Zongru put down his chopsticks and couldn't help but sigh: "This show is quite lively." ”

Ms. Shen Qiongyao complained: "What to watch, when will you bring my daughter-in-law back, you will be qualified to watch the Spring Festival Gala in a down-to-earth manner, otherwise I will keep grinding on your ears, and I will keep grinding until your ears are calloused, and I will not stop ......"

She was chattering and talking, and the camera suddenly pulled in to give a big close-up, which happened to fall on Mu Guiying, who was looking forward to the brilliance on the stage. The burgundy flower cloak, the snow-white long water sleeves, and the flying eyebrows, she twisted her fingers, and her eyes were frighteningly bright.

That's the eyes that even the great director Tu Zisu has to look at at it.

I saw a string of subtitles on the screen to introduce -

Excerpts from Peking Opera "Mu Guiying in Charge", Xu Chunqiu as Mu Guiying. ”

Lu Xiu put down his chopsticks on the spot and pointed at Xu Chunqiu on the screen and said, "This is your daughter-in-law." ”

Shen Qiongyao pouted: "You fool me again!"

Lu Xiu silently lowered his head and took a bite of food, and said in his heart Anyway, I mean to show you, you don't believe it.