Chapter 338: New Year
The 255-minute New Year's festival ended in the audience's reluctant barrage, and the long list of participants was broadcast for fifteen minutes, and in this long wait, not many viewers chose to leave, and the screen was swiped by the same text for a full fifteen minutes, although these words seemed unrealistic, but no one could ignore the power and emotion contained in them.
"I can't stand at station B, I will accompany you to old age. β
"Bilibili ( γ- γ)γ€γCheers!"
"Love this broken station!"
"I volunteer to join the No. 1 same-sex social networking site in Dragon Country and be a member for life!"
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Not long after the screen went black, it suddenly lit up again, and the audience thought it was an easter egg after the show, but if you take a closer look, isn't this the beginning of the New Year's festival, do you want to play it again? Thinking of this, many viewers who inserted it in the middle became excited.
"I heard that there are many wonderful programs ahead?"
"Isn't it, I've seen it from the beginning to the present, and if I count the number of interesting shows, there are about a dozen, and half of them are at the beginning. β
"That's right, like "The King of Cards", "Only My Bilibili", "A Pen for a Book", "A Thousand People Dance" I particularly like. β
"There are so many good shows that people are dazzled to watch. β
"It's very unhappy to think that the next time I watch this show will have to wait a year. β
No matter what the audience thought, the dozens of people in the backstage breathed a sigh of relief.
After more than four hours of high-intensity work, everyone relied on one breath to support, and at the moment of the end of the show, this breath was dispersed, and everyone sat in their respective positions, unable to slow down for a long time.
Wang Ming knew that he had to stand up now, he had a lot to say, but when he stood up, his mind was blank, and he completely forgot what he wanted to say. Looking at the pairs of expectant eyes below, Wang Ming could only smile.
"We made it!"
Time stopped at this moment, everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and instantly cheered.
Yes, what else is there to say at this time, everyone is a young person, most of them come to work at station B out of preference and enthusiasm, rather than using money to corrode this fiery heart, it is better to have a word of agreement, which is more heartwarming.
Looking at the happy employees jumping like children below, Wang Ming announced that he would get off work.
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This year's New Year is particularly late, and on the only day when fireworks are allowed, everyone sets off firecrackers to celebrate the arrival of the New Year, the sadness and joy brought to everyone by a young man who rises like a comet in this year, and the unforgettable Bilibili year.
Every household is busy pasting Spring Festival couplets, visiting relatives and friends, and throughout the day, the whole country is full of joyful and lively firecrackers, compliments, and New Year's greetings......
This year, my father wanted to take Wang Ming home with him. The son runs a website, does animation, writes, and composes songs, which can give him a big face, but the New Year's festival is inseparable from people, and Wang Ming is faintly resistant to returning to his hometown, so this proposal will not be over.
But my father hasn't been back for many years, and this year's results are out, so I naturally want to go back and show off. Most of the servants and helpers in the family went home on vacation, and there were only Wang Ming and his mother in the huge villa, which seemed particularly deserted.
Two pairs of chopsticks, a few dishes are dinner, and after the meal, the mother and son sit in front of the TV and wait for this year's Spring Festival Gala.
Although there were only two people, Wang Ming felt exceptionally happy.
Since he can remember, he has followed his uncle's family in the Spring Festival Gala every year, watching his uncle's family of four enjoying themselves but they can only wander on the edge, no one cares about no one loves, no relatives chat, no fragrant meals, and some just have a colder heart than before.
Although there are only two of them now, Wang Ming feels that this New Year is the happiest New Year since he can remember.
When the vegetables were accidentally cut into the hand, the expression of the little mother who was so anxious that she cried was not forgotten for a long time, it was the taste of family affection, that was the feeling he had but never cherished.
Time passed slowly, the bell rang at eight o'clock, and the Spring Festival Gala started on time.
Zhu Chao, Lu Jing and a series of regular guests of the Spring Festival Gala appeared on the TV one by one, and the party officially began.
The Spring Festival Gala is actually a very boring program, but over the decades, the Spring Festival Gala has become a program where the audience places their best wishes, and most people are not watching the show, but enjoying the atmosphere of full children and grandchildren, family reunion, with festive music, it is like heaven.
Wang Ming didn't like the Spring Festival Gala, because he was alone every year, and he didn't feel any festive atmosphere at all except for loneliness. I still don't like the Spring Festival Gala because the show is really boring.
The song and dance performance of the Spring Festival Gala may be very artistic, dozens of people act in unison, the lighting and stage may be good, and the special effects explode to 100,000 per second, but Wang Ming just thinks that it is not as good as the New Year's Festival, the degree of audience participation is too low, and the show is not down-to-earth, and most people can't understand it at all.
But fortunately, Wang Ming doesn't care about this, what he watched was not the show, but the atmosphere with his mother, and the nine months of warm care had already made Wang Ming admit her in his heart, she was his family. For Wang Ming, as long as his mother is happy, he doesn't care.
Mom probably looks very happy......
She kept talking. There were words like "This is not good-looking, this is not as good as my son, this song is not good", Wang Ming had to laugh on the side, and then nodded yes.
Little Mom, she seems to have endless things to say, Xiaozui commented from the beginning to the end, and didn't stop until 11:40 when it was time to cook dumplings. Wang Ming had already been dizzy by his mother's endless criticism, and he had to squeeze out a smiling face to accompany him, which was hard enough to think about.
After accompanying his mother to eat Chinese New Year's Eve, Wang Ming coaxed his mother to sleep.
The next afternoon, my father came home with a red face, and I didn't have to think about it, this must have been praised by the old man, and this was the only one that could make my father happy.
Wang Ming is ready to rest at home for a few days, all year round, he has been busy, although he is doing what he likes, but after a few months, he will also feel tired, and he has not recovered from a full sleep.
I chatted with Yue Qianming until more than three o'clock last night, no one called in the morning, and I didn't get up until half past twelve, think about my original goal seems to be this kind of decadent life, and now I have actually done it, with tens of millions of assets, buy a house after all cash out, and the life of my wife and children is very beautiful every day.
With a wry smile, he shook off the thoughts in his mind, "The wife and children are hot on the kang, let's wait until I have a wife!"