Spring Festival Gala, a bunch of holy light!

"The program of this year's party is okay, there is basically no problem, that is, the opening song is far-fetched, and the middle part of the song is called rap, right? Blessings should be straightforward and pleasing to hear!"

“.....”

"We've been watching this show for a long time, so we can't see it? This time, as soon as the leader said it, that's it, don't want it, I'll make a decision when I watch it." ”

...

...

Conference room.

The birds were silent, the smoke was filled, and the whole room seemed to be heaven and earth...

Yuan Dewang sat at the conference table, his fingers tapping on the tabletop, and the instructions of the holy light kept echoing in his ears.

The ashtray was full of cigarette farts and the scratch paper was scattered.

His clothes were wrinkled, his hair was messy, his expression was gloomy, and his brows were wrinkled, like a madman!

The Spring Festival Gala of 2004, for the experienced him, was like a battle, more like an ordeal.

As the leader of the "Chinese New Year's Eve Dinner" of the people of the whole country, the four-and-a-half-hour program needs to take into account the tastes of the 1.3 billion people and fully take into account the preferences and needs of audiences of all ages and strata.

Someone once jokingly called him: from the beginning of office to the day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the most powerful person in the entertainment industry!

If that person was in front of him, he would have to spray that person in the face!

Fuck you, uncle!

Do you know how hard it is for him?

Do you know how huge the list of people who can guide the Spring Festival Gala is?

Do you know that the power of the chief director is outside the top ten?

Do you know how many "little notes" he has to deal with?

The Spring Festival Gala, which was built after working hard and balancing the interests of all parties, finally became the object of the national carnival, and he had to silently bear the bricks of the audience...

Therefore, the closer he got to the rehearsal, the more nervous he became, and the more uncertain his heart became, and too many opinions of the Holy Light were concentrated on him, and he needed to make a decision.

And the pressure of negotiating and communicating with the leaders is no less than the pressure of directing the Spring Festival Gala.

Not everyone can withstand such pressure!

He took a deep breath of cigarette and spit it out violently, and the smoke between the swallows and puffs covered the expression between Yuan De's eyebrows.

"The main agenda of today's meeting is how to implement the instructions of the Holy Light, and there are still 20 days to go before the Spring Festival. Whether the opening song is changed or modified, whether it is too late to re-create, and who to find when it comes, everyone will discuss. ”

The directors of each group are silent, they don't care about themselves, those who smoke smoke with their heads shut, and those who drink tea drink tea with their heads down.

"Why don't you speak?"

Yuan Dewang's gaze swept over everyone's face, and as soon as his gaze stopped on someone's face, that person lowered his head.

At this time, Director Xue of the song and dance group said stubbornly: "Let's re-create, after all, Shangfeng is very dissatisfied..."

Before Director Xue finished speaking, he was opposed by many people: "Where is the time? ”

Yuan Dewang was suddenly furious:

Since it's too late to re-create, everyone wants to think about whether there is a song replacement that meets the requirements. ”

The Spring Festival Gala is complicated!

So, even if you know, no one will come out like this, in case you inadvertently offend which uncle, how can you reason at that time?

There was another dead silence in the room...

"I think there's a song that's a good fit."

At this time, Director Xue's assistant Xiao Wang, as if he suddenly remembered something on the side, muttered, although his voice was small, but in the quiet room, it was particularly clear.

"Xiao Wang!" Director Xue scolded.

He was afraid that this child would be implicated, Xiao Wang had just graduated from college, and he hadn't been his assistant for a long time, so he didn't know how deep the water was.

"Oh, what song? Tell me about it! Don't be nervous, it's okay if it's not good. Yuan Dewang encouraged.

"The song "Wishing you prosperity" that has been playing on the streets and alleys recently. ”

Xiao Wang has little social experience and does not understand the doorway of the Spring Festival Gala, so he took what Director Yuan said casually as the truth.

Yuan Dewang was puzzled.

He really hasn't heard of this song, since he took over the task of chief director, he has been busy working day and night, especially in the past month or so, he hasn't even returned home, he often falls asleep after the show, wakes up and continues to rehearse.

He glanced around, these old fritters were all wise and wise, neither in favor nor against, and he suddenly had a spectrum in his heart.

"It's quite appropriate to hear the name, come and ask me to hear it. He instructed his assistant.

After a while...

"Okay! Festive and easy to understand!" Yuan Dewang was greatly satisfied after hearing this, and made his position clear.

"It's really good, Wishing you prosperity, who doesn't want to get rich, isn't this what the people like to see?"

"This one, it's really appropriate. I was just about to say it, but Xiao Wang said it first. ”

"Oh, my pig brain, I can hear it every day, how can I forget it. ”

"Xiao Wang, you have made meritorious service. ”

“......”

As Yuan Dewang made his statement, the conference room suddenly exploded, and everyone expressed their opinions, all of them agreed.

Lao Yuan smiled and looked at the statues of all beings, he didn't blame them, but understood them very well!

He has been the director of the Spring Festival Gala for five years, and he also came over like this, there are eight deep kings here, you don't know which one is hiding the real dragon behind it, and he is approaching the final review, and suddenly cut a show, I don't know how many people I want to offend.

No one else can afford to carry this pot, so he can only carry it!

"Go find out which company this Wang Hao belongs to and ask him to report. ”

What Yuan Dewang said was reasonable.

Disagree?

Jokes?!

This is the Spring Festival Gala, except for a big horn like Zhao Benjie who has become famous, who can refuse?

Don't look at it like a piece of stinky tofu, people who smell it say it stinks, and those who eat it are fragrant!

"What about Xie Xiaowei, Chen Hao, Liu Zi, Mei Zhu, and Huang Yi who originally sang "Blessing Spring"?" asked Director Xue of the song and dance group.

"Anyway, it's the opening party, let's sing it together, and you can explain everything to the past. Yuan Dewang thought about it for a moment and said:

"Let this Wang Hao and Xie Xiaotong lead the singing, one person leads two actresses, and five people become six people just symmetrical. ”

.........

Zhao Xiaodao finally chose an artist appointment.

It was not her who made this decision, but Dad Zhao.

Zhao's father learned that a film and television company wanted to sign his daughter, and in the afternoon, the husband and wife rushed to the capital from Langfang, but fortunately, Langfang was not far from the capital, and the drive was less than an hour.

Zhao's father is a policeman, and Zhao's mother works as a salesperson in a department store, and her education is not high.

However, the attitude of the husband and wife is very open-minded, especially Zhao's father, who also had a dream of being an actor when he was young, and now his daughter has this kind of opportunity, so she naturally doesn't want to miss it, just like many parents hope that their children can fulfill their unfinished wishes, he pins all his dreams on his daughter.

I have to say that the decoration of "1024" is still very bluffing!

At the very least, the Zhao family has no doubt about the strength of the company.

After Zhao's father and Zhao's mother learned about the company's situation in detail, they listened to Wang Hao's rough plan for their daughter's future: while working, learning and practicing, they really believed in it.

In the evening, in order to enhance the persuasiveness, when Donglai Shun feasted guests, Wang Hao specially dragged Brother Xiaolin to make tiger skins.

The police in the world are a family!

Zhao's father saw that everyone and his father were calling, and he saw the little fox again during the banquet, and then looked at the buds, and the last big stone in his heart also fell to the ground.

That's when the final shot was made!

After dinner, the girl took advantage of Brother Xiaolin's drinking a little floating, coaxed left and right, and went home with Wang Hao.

"It feels so good to be free!~"

After washing, the little fox lay on the sofa with a comfortable expression, crispy like a piece of nephrite. The two long legs are swaying and shaking, and the increasingly plump buttocks are under Wang Hao's eyes.

"Smack!"

Wang Hao casually took a look at the round ω, which felt good and elastic, "On the side!"

"Huh~ brother, let's do it again. ”

The little fox's face was red, and the feeling of burning fire could not be suppressed, spreading all over his body, turning his head to look at him with watery eyes, biting his lower lip lightly, and being coquettish.

"Okay, I know, I can't stand you. Wang Hao couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Bang, bang, bang, ..."

As she wished, Wang Hao was not polite at all, prioritizing and rhythmic.

The little fox was sweating, panting, his legs overlapping and clamping, rubbing...

The famous psychologist Ah Shen once said-

Since a woman's X pleasure can be faked, and pain cannot be faked, the highest form of X activity for women is pain rather than pleasure!

Therefore, the only way to get into a woman's heart is to torture her.

It doesn't get any clearer than that!

After Wang Hao saw it, he experimented on the little fox a few times and thought it was true.

"Hmm~~"

Until I felt something convulsive slightly, the girl's toes expanded outward very hard, and then instantly relaxed...

Her little feet are very good-looking, white and delicate, slender and delicate, with high arches, the second toe is slightly longer than the first, and the small toenails are painted with tender powder...

Wang Hao suddenly lowered his head and gently bit the small toe.

The little fox shrank her feet quickly, and the numbness of that second made her tremble like an electric shock, she turned over, her hair was clear, her eyes were slightly closed, and her voice was like a mosquito, and she said:

"Nasty, itchy!"

Wang Hao scratched his head, his face was a little unnatural, there was nothing wrong with him, why was he so confused.

"I'll take a shower later, and it's not too uncomfortable to be slimy. ”

He shook his head, picked up her little head, and let her rest on his lap, his hands rubbing habitually,

"You're almost done with Double Cannon, right?"

"Yes. The girl answered lazily, turned sideways, arched into his arms, and complained: "That screenwriter is really not a thing!"

"What's wrong?" Wang Hao was stunned, the girl was bullied?

"The shape is ugly! There is a key line that I listen to awkwardly, saying that the eyes are so big, the face is so small, and the facial features are not matched correctly and deformed... To be in front of you, not in front.." The little fox's little face rubbed back and forth, and he chirped:

"Grandma has a leg, and the whole family is deformed!"

Wang Hao thought he knew a lot, but he didn't expect this girl to have such a black history, he pinched the girl's heart, and said with a smile:

"That's not nonsense, is it?"

"Let you laugh at me!"

Learn about Suosuo.....

"Ahem.. Hey, how I feel has changed again. ”

“... No!" Wang Hao snorted.

"Yes, people used to be able to get here, but now they can only go here. The little fox gestured with his little hands.

"Recently, the channeling technique seems to have reached a bottleneck, and the reason why the spirit is too full. ”

"Oh yes!" exclaimed the little fox, and Mei almost jumped up.

Wang Hao didn't squeak, patted her head gently, the little fox heard the strings and knew the elegance, stuffy eating, eating, eating....

Just when Wang Hao was admiring the little fox's eating appearance, his mobile phone suddenly rang...

"Not allowed!"

"Good, you are busy first, Liu Yufei's phone call, there may be something. ”

"Hey, Sissi, why are you calling my brother when you're all here?"

There was a happy voice on the phone, and the little girl seemed to be in a good mood, "Wang Hao, it's done, how about it, it's interesting enough!"

Wang Hao paused, and then suddenly realized, "Yo, it's really interesting, brother didn't hurt you in vain." ”

The little girl on the other end of the phone was excited, and some of them chatted nonsense, and their little mouths kept talking...

Wang Hao responded with uh-huh, listened for a while, couldn't help it, took away the hand holding the microphone, and said in a muffled voice:

"Sissi, it's late, the child goes to bed too late, it's not good for the body, good girl, hang up, go back and buy you candy to eat." ”

"Stinky scoundrel, eating sugar and worm teeth..."

"Stinky buns, you've only grown worm teeth!" the little fox shouted as he looked up.

Wang Hao slapped his face, scared.... Girl, can you be two more points!

——————

PS: Ask for a recommendation and collection! Trouble is too lazy to do the old iron, raise your noble hand, thank you!