The thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve is the most important festival for Chinese people and a day for the whole country to celebrate.

On this day, the whole land of China is full of red, Spring Festival couplets, inverted blessings and so on....

The decoration of the house is red, the clothes are red, and even the face exudes a flush of excitement, which is the red of the Chinese people!

This is the year of the Chinese people, the most lively and festive day of the year, the wanderer returns home, relatives get together, firecrackers roar, and share this beautiful day.

Grandpa's house...

"Hurry up, hurry up, the Spring Festival Gala is about to start. ”

"Oh, old man, why are you in a hurry, there is still half an hour. ”

Grandma Liu came over with a plate of hot dumplings and said with a funny face.

"Don't be in a hurry, today is a big day, this is the Spring Festival Gala, my grandson has given me a face, and after tonight, the whole land of China knows that my grandson's name is Li Ping'an. ”

Grandpa's face was proud, the smile on his face couldn't be stopped, and the folds on his face pushed even more.

"Yo yo yo, look at what you can bear, it's peace on TV, not you. ”

Grandpa smiled and said, "That's my seed too!"

Grandma Liu put the dumplings on the table and said with a smile: "Okay, old man, take your time, I'll go to the kitchen to order soy sauce and garlic." ”

didn't take two steps, Grandma Liu stopped and turned around and instructed: "Xiao Yan'er will be here later, don't be too fascinated, remember to open the door for her." ”

"Got it, got it. Grandpa waved his hand impatiently, then put on his reading glasses and was ready to watch TV all night.

After a while, the doorbell rang, and Grandpa got up to open the door.

"You kid, what do you buy at home? ”

Looking at the big bag in Fang Yan's hand, Grandpa complained.

Fang Yan was wrapped in a thick down jacket, smiled very brightly, and said, "The unit issued it, just to honor the second elder." ”

"Come inside, it's cold outside, don't move. ”

Fang Yan nodded, took off his shoes and walked in, and then asked, "Is Brother Ping'an out?"

Grandma Liu said from the kitchen: "It's not started yet, your grandparents and grandchildren will wait first, and I'll be fine right away." ”

Fang Yan took off her coat, rolled up her sleeves and walked into the kitchen, and said, "Grandma, I'll help you." ”

I saw Grandma Liu waving her hand and saying, "No, no, you go and drink some wine with your grandfather." ”

Fang Yan said with a smile: "Isn't grandpa not allowed to drink." ”

Grandpa craned his neck and shouted, "Why can't you drink it, today is special, you have to drink it." ”

After speaking, he walked into the bedroom and took out his treasured wine jar and said: "This is an old wine, it is very strong, your brother was drunk after two sips at the time, you have to take it easy." ”

Fang Yan shrugged and smiled: "Brother Ping'an's alcohol is poor, I can still drink some." ”

Grandpa laughed and said, "Hahahahahaha, I'm just waiting for your words." ”

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On the street...

Firecrackers explode, fireworks stalls can be seen everywhere, and although there are few pedestrians, they are all smiling.

"It's finally a holiday, but I've saved enough days to rest for more than ten days. ”

"What are you going to do?"

"What else can I do, go home and make dumplings, have a few more drinks with my brothers and parents, and watch the Spring Festival Gala together in the evening." ”

"I still watch the Spring Festival Gala, I haven't paid attention to it for several years. ”

"Today is different from the past, this year's Spring Festival Gala is a big change, the Spring Festival Gala has changed commanders, generals, and it can be said that it is full of talents, from the chief director - Luo Pinxian, to the comeback of the classic old people of the Spring Festival Gala, and the most anticipated Li Dashen ushered in the debut of the Spring Festival Gala, this Spring Festival Gala must be watched. ”

"It's also ha, then I'll take a look too. ”

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Shangjiang Headquarters...

"Lao Liu, are you working overtime tonight?"

"That's right, why don't you buy some wine and side dishes, and watch the Spring Festival Gala for your own fun. ”

"It's been a great job. ”

"It's okay, can't you take turns to work overtime, who said that this year is my turn. ”

"Is the Spring Festival Gala program out?"

"No, I heard that it was updated synchronously, this year's Spring Festival Gala is too secretive, and there is no news from the three rehearsals, Luo Pinxian is working hard to improve it. ”

"Hey, this session does feel interesting, and this gimmick alone is good enough. ”

"It's mysterious, and I don't know if I can do it well. ”

"We'll find out tonight. ”

.........

A residence...

"I said, what do you mean by going to our house for the New Year?

Huo Junsheng squinted at Huang Xucheng on the side and said with an unhappy face.

Huang Xucheng took a sip of wine and said, "I don't follow the old man this year, and you are the same, but there are fewer people and fewer New Year's flavors, so it is better to live in partnership." ”

"Okay, but you have to have a few more drinks tonight, and the one-year alcohol restriction will be open today, so you have to stay with me." ”

Huang Xucheng turned his head and smiled: "Just let the horse come." ”

"Hey old boy, come and go!"

Ha~~~~~

Spit out the wine, Huo Junsheng looked at the official radio station playing the sketches and cross talk of the previous Spring Festival Gala, and the upper right corner was the countdown waiting for the Spring Festival Gala to start, and said: "You said that Ping An can adapt?"

Huang Xucheng said indifferently, "His hosting method is different from ours, we are wild people, we are professional professionals, and we have exercised the ability to read the audience in variety shows. ”

Huo Junsheng shook his head and said: "I'm not talking about these, but a single reporting mode, variety shows are different from the Spring Festival Gala, and the host's function sharing is also different, so can Ping An adapt to such a monotonous hosting method." ”

Huang Xucheng held the wine glass and thought for a while, and sighed: "I can't say, but there is no news of the removal of the host so far, and it is estimated that there is no problem." ”

"This kid is really out of the ordinary. ”

Huo Junsheng said with a sigh.

At this time, there is a slight change in the picture in the TV, and the countdown in the upper right corner is zoomed in and centered..

All the viewers in front of the TV, this huge base crowd is staring at the screen tightly, following the silent recitation with the rotation of each number!

Ten!

Nine!

Eight!

Seven!

....

Three!

Two!

One!

It's time!

Hongda's music sounded, and a large number of actors in gorgeous costumes walked to the stage.

This is the first program of the entire Spring Festival Gala, and it is also the most difficult part of the entire Spring Festival Gala to deal with, and the importance of the opening dance is self-evident.

How has the Spring Festival Gala been done in recent years?

gnawing on the old bones left by Luo Pinxian, the unchanging stars and the chorus of dance groups, it is undeniable that this is too old-fashioned, and at this time, Luo Pinxian directed the Spring Festival Gala again, and finally broke the bad influence left by himself.

Change must be overturned...

Airplanes~~~~~~~~~~

A horn sound seems to travel through time and space and the limitations of time and time rings in the ears, with a country's eventful years, this quaint horn sound seems to carry a speckled history.

Knock knock...

The dense drumbeat sounded, and the change was finally found in the first stage, and the prosperity and decline of each dynasty rotated in the 3D big screen.

The fireworks in the south of the Yangtze River, the historic sites in Hanzhong, the reefs in the South China Sea, and this place are undergoing tremendous changes at the same time, as if they are turning on an accelerator, and they are undergoing tremendous evolution until they enter the prosperous modern era.

The drum beat finally began to slow down gently, but the grandeur of the waves was stunned by the audience, the 3D effect impacted people's vision, and Hongda's music seemed to have a connection with their blood, or joy or sorrow...

"Huaguo official TV station...."

"Chinese Official Television ......."

Familiar voices, but different combinations, when a row of hosts appeared in the No. 1 studio hall, the Spring Festival Gala officially opened.

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