Every time they met, Chen Ziang and Chen Shishi quarreled so much, chickens and dogs jumped.

"How old are you, child?" Wang Yin couldn't help but say Chen Shishi's two sentences, bursting into foul language at every turn, rolling around, like words.

At Chen Shishi's age, she is still in her prime when she is not married or has children in the mixed entertainment industry.

But she is a mixed system, and the people in the system are not the same as the entertainment industry.

Chen Shishi got married a long time ago, and her children not only knew how to play soy sauce, but also went to school.

Every time I wrote an essay when I was in school, the baby betrayed her mother, not that her mother loved stinky beauty, or that when she ate with her mother, her mother only cared about herself and didn't care about the baby's life or death.

"No matter how old my child is...... I'm not much older than him. Chen Shishi muttered, with Chen Ziang, she couldn't calm down at all.

Tease her every time, dig a hole for her to jump.

"Well, Sister Shishi is telling the truth. Chen Ziang seemed to be on Chen Shishi's side this time and helped her speak.

Although she was a little grateful in her heart, Chen Shishi still gave Chen Ziang a blank look.

Chen Ziang said again: "It's more than ten or twenty years older than me, and it's not too much to call me an aunt." ”

Chen Shishi's eyebrows stood up, and she wanted to grab Chen Ziang: "You are too much, am I that old?"

Chen Ziang hurriedly stuffed Chen Shishi with a pear: "Eat fruit and go to the internal fire." ”

Wang Yin was speechless for a while, got up and went to cook.

Leave the two to fight.

After a while, Wang Yin couldn't stand the slapping of the two giant babies in the kitchen, and called Chen Ziang to come in and help.

"Teacher, help!" Chen Ziang cried for help in the living room, and his voice seemed to come from a sealed space.

Wang Yin walked out of the kitchen unhurriedly, and saw at a glance that on the sofa, Chen Ziang was pressed on the sofa by Chen Shishi's knees against her buttocks, while her two hands were tightly grasped by Chen Ziang, not letting her move.

"Come and cook with me, only one!" Wang Yin had a headache.

"I'm coming!" Chen Ziang was pressed on the sofa and volunteered.

Chen Shishi took advantage of Chen Ziang's hand, slapped him on the shoulder, and then sat back out of breath.

"I'm exhausted!" she slumped on the couch.

Chen Ziang got up and sighed: "Exercise more, it's really not good to go to the square to dance with the aunts." That's all exercise. ”

Before she stretched her feet, Chen Ziang ran into the kitchen and cooked with Wang Yin.

"You, you're even more troublesome than Xiaowen. Wang Yin counted Chen Ziang.

The small text in her mouth is her son Luo Wen.

Chen Ziang suddenly said: "Teacher, let's change the song of the Spring Festival Gala, let's sing a new song." ”

Wang Yin went to the Spring Festival Gala this year, but she was scheduled to continue singing old songs.

Wang Yu also went to the Spring Festival Gala this year, singing "What a Beautiful Jasmine".

This song became famous all over the world after Wang Yu performed it on the stage of the American version of "I Am a Singer".

It is impossible for the CCTV Spring Festival Gala program team to let Wang Yu go on stage, this is the political trend.

Last year, Chen Ziang sang "Chinese" at the disaster relief party, which spread all over the country, not only the satellite TV Spring Festival Gala invited him, but even the CCTV Spring Festival Gala did not fall.

In the end, he didn't go, but the CCTV Spring Festival Gala program team still discussed with him and wanted to invite other singers to sing this song.

Chen Ziang said that Boyu Entertainment has this talent, and he can recommend it.

Okay, the CCTV Spring Festival Gala program team couldn't laugh or cry, and finally agreed.

"I knew you came here after you asked me, is that what you mean, the new song has been written?" Wang Yin asked with a smile.

Wang Yin knew that Chen Ziang was busy, so she didn't mention it to Chen Ziang about singing at the Spring Festival Gala.

It was Chen Ziang who took the initiative to ask.

"A must. Chen Ziang swore that "as long as the teacher goes to the Spring Festival Gala, I am still safe, and I can have new songs for the teacher every year." ”

"What nonsense, such a young man, to say such unlucky things?" Wang Yin blamed.

Chen Ziang hurriedly changed the topic: "Teacher, is it too late to change the song now?"

CCTV Spring Festival Gala has screened three programs, basically there will be no new programs, only the existing programs will be cut, and the best will be selected for the final party.

"Yes. Wang Yin nodded, and the wind was light.

With her qualifications, it's just a piece of cake to change a song.

If there are good songs, the Spring Festival Gala program team can't wait for it.

It's too late, so don't dance with you.

"I'll wait for you to wait for the song, dance or something, I don't care, I can't dance. Chen Ziang said.

Wang Yin was cutting vegetables, stopped when she heard the words, took a kitchen knife, glanced at Chen Ziang, and then continued to be busy, and said while busy: "How did I hear that you recently ran behind my back in the art troupe to find someone from the dance troupe?"

Chen Ziang touched his head and smirked: "Ha, this, that, I don't know how to dance a folk dance." ”

Wang Yin didn't care about him, and said: "It's okay to take them out on stage, don't treat them badly." ”

"That can't!" Chen Ziang assured the teacher.

"Are you going to walk on the world stage like Xiaoyu?" asked Wang Yin.

Chen Ziang nodded: "Soon, I'll go up next year, just to accumulate some popularity for my second movie." ”

Wang Yin was surprised: "Is your second film going to be released to various countries?"

"Well, there are mostly European and American actors, and in order to invite some actresses, I have betrayed my hue. Chen Ziang said with a smile.

Of course, Wang Yin didn't believe what Chen Ziang said, the aesthetics of Europeans and Americans towards Asians are very different from those of Asians.

Chen Ziang is handsome and sunny in the eyes of Asians, but in the eyes of Europeans and Americans, it is not necessarily.

Emma didn't think Chen Ziang was good-looking, but after more contact, she felt that he was quite attractive.

"What kind of meat are you selling?" Chen Shishi tidied up her clothes and went into the kitchen, just in time to vaguely hear Chen Ziang's last sentence.

Chen Ziang was removing the leaves of celery, and when he heard this, he raised his head: "Go out!"

Chen Shishi was about to have a seizure, but Chen Ziang said again: "You can't cook, and coming in will only add to the chaos." ”

She immediately blushed and struggled to find a sense of existence: "I can wash the dishes and brush the dishes!"

"Then you're great!" Chen Ziang smiled.

Chen Shishi felt insulted again: "Will you give birth, will you breastfeed, will you ......?"

Speaking of which, she ran out by herself, feeling that every time she quarreled with Chen Ziang, her IQ and EQ decreased, but she just couldn't control it.

Seeing Chen Shishi go out, Chen Ziang thought for a while and said to Wang Yin: "Teacher, I see that she is lying, I brought your song, I will go out first to show her and pass the time." ”

"Well, go ahead. Wang Yin is not in a hurry.

After Chen Ziang came back, she asked, "What song, tell me about it first." ”

"A patriotic song. Chen Ziang said with a smile, first briefly told Wang Yin, and then sang it to her again.

The more Wang Yin listened, the brighter her eyes became, and she was a little fascinated, and she almost forgot to cook.

This song, which was widely sung in previous lives because of its bright and majestic rhythm, has become the ceremonial song, opening song or closing song of various major events in China.

A song is composed of a main song, a secondary song, and a reproduction of the main song. That is: four sentences of the main song, six sentences of the auxiliary song, and four sentences of the main song repetition and two sentences.

Its structure is rigorous, concise and bright, easy to understand, and catchy, and the magnificent picture of the birth of the People's Republic is vividly and vividly delineated.

It condensed the voice of patriotism, the heart of the people, and the soul of the nation, and immediately spread throughout China as soon as it was born, becoming a "golden song" sung by hundreds of millions of Chinese people for a long time and resounding throughout China, and a cross-century musical classic.