Lin Mu had great curiosity in his heart, for him, whether it was a novel or a film and television work, the details in it, especially the details that were regular in several places, could show the inner activities of the author and actor at that time, and it was by no means a sentence of Lu Xun's "good night" that could be over-interpreted, and J8 could be used as a metaphor. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Xiao Cui came out, also with a familiar face.

This face seems to be unfamiliar to people now, and it is not as glamorous as several other CCTV hosts.

But only those who have experienced the "Focus Interview" in the last century know how many appalling shady scenes have been exposed from the mouth of this respectable host, and how many wronged people have been changed, just like a sharp sword, hanging on the heads of all the black forces of that era, and every time it falls, it is an earth-shattering shock!

At the beginning, Lin Mu was a cavalryman on "Focus Interview" because of the "Water Ghost Killing" incident, and this show was already weak at that time, but this still made Lin Mu respect this show and this person.

The old man, Father Lin, and Mother Lin put down the chopsticks in their hands and looked at Xiao Cui without blinking.

I haven't seen him for the past two years, and I don't know how he's doing.

From the reaction of his family alone, Lin Mu could see how determined Zhao Yishan was and how much he attached importance to this sketch.

"I'm sorry everyone, I'm sorry I'm late......" Xiao Cui apologized to everyone on TV.

Just this apology, this time being late, is already slowing down the pace of the show, and on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, where every second counts, it is even more impossible, which makes Lin Mu's doubts and interests more and more intense.

At this moment, hearing Xiao Cui's voice, Zhao Yishan's black soil actually rushed to the stage entrance when he was in a hurry to come and go with a box lunch, Bai Yun looked at Xiao Cui on the left and looked at him on the right, and he felt a little at a loss.

"If you get something on the stage, even if it's a prop, how can you take it down again? But putting a lunch box on the stage is not suitable after all, what is Lao Zhao thinking?!"

"Hurriedly walked off the stage, is it just to take this lunch box off the stage? Such an action that affects the effect of the show, actually appeared in him, the 'old fritter of the Spring Festival Gala'? amuse me?!"

The camera turned to Xiao Cui, even if the white clouds came up, the camera was only limited to their half of the stage, and the black soil seemed to have disappeared.

This process lasted about four or five seconds.

And when four or five seconds later, Hei Tu was still holding the lunch box, but there was an extra black bag in his hand, Lin Mu suddenly laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.

"Haha! I'm going to go, Lao Zhao, are you okay?!Are you funny here?" Lin Mu laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.

At this time, there was no laughing point in the conversation between the two parties, and the family couldn't stop laughing when they heard Lin Mu, and looked at him with strange faces one by one.

"What's so funny about that?"

Little Lori's emotions were easily infected, and she laughed twice with Lin Mu's "grin", but Lin Ye had no scruples and directly asked questions.

Lin Mu smiled for a while, pointed to the TV and said: "When this black soil came on stage, he was still holding a box lunch and was restless, just now when Xiao Cui came on stage, he hurriedly went to the stage to pick up a black bag, haha, this is forgetting to bring props on stage! Look at you, the two are sitting down now, Xiao Cui is talking in front to attract everyone's attention, Hei Tu stuffed the lunch box into the black bag, and looked at the things inside, and Bai Yun patted his thigh on the side, signaling him not to be nervous...... Haha! Lao Zhao, how much psychological pressure is there this time? The leaders of the backstage of the Spring Festival Gala are probably so anxious that they stomp their feet just now!"

The family watched Bai Yun's slapping of his legs, thinking about the black bag that they didn't seem to see just now, and they all laughed.

"This is Lao Zhao, if you change to other actors, if you have such an accident, it is estimated that you will be blacklisted by the Spring Festival Gala. Father Lin smiled.

The family, because of Lao Zhao's accident, was in a very relaxed mood.

On Lin Mu's meager side, those jokers may not have seen it at first, but when Lao Zhao came up with a black bag, they all made a fuss.

"Hello everyone, I'm Zhao Yishan, you can call my foreign name 'Pressure Yishan'!"

"Obediently, Lao Zhao has been in the Spring Festival Gala for 20 years, and such low-level mistakes can be made, it seems that the pressure brought to him by Aunt Zhao is not as light as he was during the interview!"

"Tut, do you have any friends at the Spring Festival Gala scene? Hurry up and take a look at the shooting on the scene just now! I'll see how Lao Zhao got this bug!"

"You're all patterned, right! Friends of the Spring Festival Gala? Do you think anyone can go to the Spring Festival Gala scene?!"

Among the many jokes, Lin Mu was more interested in the post he had just flipped over, so he clicked on it.

"2000 years ago, my grandfather was just a retired cadre with an average official rank, maybe the rank was not seriously differentiated in the Spring Festival Gala that year, and one of my grandfather's comrades-in-arms gave him his place. Later, I went to see it with my grandfather, but I was not yet three years old at the time, so I didn't have any impression, but I just remembered the sketch "Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow".

I asked my grandfather just now, and my grandfather said that there were also model workers and army pacesetters among the people sitting in the front and back rows of the Spring Festival Gala that year.

So I can say that at least before 2000, there were still some grassroots people in the audience of the Spring Festival Gala.

After 2000, the only person around me who went to see the Spring Festival Gala was the child of a deputy national leader (his 'ticket' was not his own).

In fact, the audience of the Spring Festival Gala is not as lofty as everyone thinks, sometimes people who have won certain honors have to go, and sometimes the high-level leaders of the relevant units in the capital digest it themselves.

The current situation seems to be like this:

Among the national cadres who are invited (including those from any bureau), they will also invite people who have made outstanding contributions to society that year, such as the most beautiful farmers, the most beautiful rural teachers, the top ten judges, and so on. Some can buy tickets to enter, and some rely on relationships. The company's advertising sponsorship of 100,000 yuan was exchanged for a live broadcast ticket, and the advertising investment of 4 million yuan won the honor of the roundtable VIP. There are also on-site staff and assistants of celebrities.

Here's the information I know. ”

Lin Mu shook his head, he didn't pay attention to this aspect before, and thought that the audience of the Spring Festival Gala bought tickets somewhere in the capital, and the audience at the round table were all lucky people who bought tickets early, but they didn't expect that there were so many twists and turns.

In my previous life, I occasionally even thought about spending some money to take my parents and family to the Spring Festival Gala to see it, but now that I think about it, this idea is really ridiculous......