"Hey, Mom, I can't go back for the Chinese New Year this year, yes, it's still the Spring Festival Gala. ”

On the twenty-seventh day of the lunar month, there are only three days left before the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala, He Xiao has just finished relieving himself in the bathroom of the CCTV Building, and when he came out to wash his hands, he made a phone call home.

"If you can't come back, you can't come back, you work hard, don't worry about your family, your father and I are fine. ”

My mother, Comrade Li Chengjuan, expressed her spiritual support for He Xiao's work, but there was a bit of loss in her tone that could not be concealed.

He Xiao has not been home for the Spring Festival for two years, and as a parent, while supporting his children's work, he can't help but be full of longing.

As a child, He Xiao felt guilty in his heart, he also thought about taking his parents to his side, but the two old people were unwilling to be too far away from home, so they could only take time to go home to accompany them.

A scene like this can often be seen in the backstage of the CCTV studio hall, there is an old artist at the Spring Festival Gala, who has not been home for 12 consecutive years for the reunion year.

For him, the Spring Festival Gala not only represents the arrival of the year, but also the expectations of the audience.

Every year at the Spring Festival Gala, these old artists will meet with audiences across the country as scheduled, bringing a series of hilarious performances, but behind the seemingly lively scenes, there is also unknown helplessness and loneliness.

Not being able to spend the New Year at home like ordinary people is the biggest regret of them as entertainers.

"He Xiao, Liao Yuqing said that he came to watch our rehearsal show this afternoon. After returning from the bathroom, Lin Yunkai greeted him and said.

They rehearsed for almost a month, and Liao Yuqing never came to watch, on the one hand, he trusted He Xiao and knew that he would not make mistakes, on the other hand, he was really busy as the chief director, and he had to personally review nearly 100 programs in the four-hour Spring Festival Gala, and the workload was not ordinary.

Now that there are only three days left before the Chinese New Year's Eve, Liao Yuqing has finally smoothed out the general context of the Spring Festival Gala and is ready to see how He Xiao is rehearsing.

Hearing Lao Lin's words, He Xiao nodded and said, "It's time for Director Liao to take a look, in case there is something that can't be performed, it's too late to delete it now." ”

The previous sketches were always a little critical, and the scale was also large, and they dared to say anything, and they dared to act in anything, although there were no such factors in the work "Eating Noodles", but if you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what happens, the standards in the black mobile phone world are different from your own world, and you must let Liao Yuqing look at it again.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Liao Yuqing knocked on the door and walked in, with a smell of leeks on his body, he should have just finished eating scrambled eggs with leeks.

He leaned on the sofa, slurped two sips of tea and said, "He Xiao, I heard the props team say that we don't need props for this sketch?"

In fact, strictly speaking, this can't be regarded as not using props, after all, it also requires a red bucket and chopsticks, but compared with the fanfare of other sketches, this thing was subconsciously ignored by Liao Yuqing.

In his eyes, He Xiao doesn't need props to act in a sketch, so he is very curious, is a sketch without props assisted? How to act? Without the authenticity brought by props assistance, the audience's sense of substitution will be greatly reduced.

"Hey, Director Liao, just take a look. ”

He Xiao didn't explain in detail, because this "Eating Noodles" is a sketch that is supported by acting skills, although there are no props, it is better than having props, and it still has to be performed concretely, so that Liao Yuqing can understand it.

In the next fifteen minutes, He Xiao and Lin Yunkai each played a role, and completely restored this sketch, and the vivid performance made Liao Yuqing stunned.

"Great!"

After the sketch ended, Liao Yuqing immediately applauded, the quality of this sketch was completely beyond his expectations, although before he came, he thought that He Xiao might surprise him, and prepared in advance, but when he saw the finished product, he was still deeply amazed.

How did you come up with this?

It's so funny!

The laughter is about to overflow!

Liao Yuqing immediately made a decision, and said with a final word: "You don't need to change it, just go directly like this, it will definitely be popular!"

The Spring Festival Gala has not had such an excellent sketch for many years, this stage needs new creative injection, Liao Yuqing is very satisfied, he even thinks that He Xiao's sketch is very likely to set off a storm in the sketch world after it is broadcast.

In the afternoon of the same day, Liao Yuqing came out of the rehearsal room with a happy face, and many people who saw this scene were even more curious, what kind of show did He Xiao want to perform? It was too mysterious!

Time passed like this.

The smell of the New Year in the outside world is also getting stronger and stronger.

Finally, the thirtieth day of the lunar month is coming!

Early in the morning, the streets and alleys of China resounded with the sound of crackling firecrackers, waking up the contemporary stinking young people who were still lying in bed, they got up from the bed with sleepy eyes, reluctantly washed, and followed their families to visit friends on the street and greet relatives.

……

"Alas, another five pounds of weight. ”

In a county town in the north, He Jin walked down from the weight device, sighing a little, she was too fat this year, and her figure of 90 pounds was now running to a hundred.

Cousin He Wan smiled and said: "Sister, this weight is just right, how do you say that, the weight is not more than 100, either flat chest or short." ”

"I'll beat you!" He Jin looked down at his chest, compared his own size, and suddenly raised his eyebrows, making a super fierce appearance.

He Wan immediately ran away happily, leaving a grimace.

"Don't make a fuss, stop. Comrade Li Chengjuan, the old mother, walked out of the kitchen with an iron spoon, pinched her waist and asked, "He Jin, have you given your brother a video?" He is going to perform on stage today, and he will not have time at night. ”

"Got it, got it, that stinky boy has something to see. He Jin agreed impatiently, but his hand was dissatisfied, and he played a video to He Xiao, but it took a long time for the signal to connect.

He Xiao in the video kept looking ahead, and there were people around him talking to him, he was too busy now, the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala had entered the final countdown, and there were less than ten hours left, and there was always busy work in the CCTV backstage.

When He Jin saw him like this, he didn't bother too much, and hung up the video after chatting a few words in a hurry.

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On the Internet, the painting style of the major APP software has also become a festive red lantern, a lively scene.

After the start of the Spring Festival Gala, the largest video websites in China will broadcast live simultaneously, and they have also launched the activity of watching live broadcasts and grabbing red envelopes, which undoubtedly makes everyone's sense of expectation for the Spring Festival Gala stronger.

Time passed little by little, and the whole country was looking forward to the bell at eight o'clock...... It's ringing!