"I'm asking you," Song Lao's face remained unchanged, and he looked at Huang Bo coldly.

"Old, old chief, I'm really embarrassed, I'm Zhou Bo, the director of the Spring Festival Gala, please forgive me for not knowing Mount Tai just now, and I didn't recognize the old heroes, so I spoke disrespectfully, it's my fault, please don't see me in general", Zhou Bo reacted quickly, immediately bowed deeply, sincerely apologized, and the sweat on his lowered head dripped down the tip of his nose and fell to the ground bit by bit.

Hu Yu behind Zhengji looked at Zhou Bo in surprise, she didn't know Song Lao's identity, for ordinary people, Song Lao and they have withdrawn from the leadership of Huaguo for many years, ordinary people probably only know the names of these meritorious people, but they don't remember what the real person looks like, but no matter how stupid she is, she knows that the identity of these old people who came to see Zhengji is not ordinary, which can make the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala so honestly afraid, she has never seen it, and now she is full of questions and wants to ask Zhengji, who are these people? What identity? Why did you come back to the rehearsal site of the Spring Festival Gala?

At the same time, the performers on the stage also saw the situation offstage, and the performance even paused, and the host and performers were surprised to see the performance of the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala in the audience.

"Grandpa Song, this is our chief director, he probably didn't recognize the identities of the old heroes, that's why there is this misunderstanding, Grandpa Song, you are also tired along the way, go to the front and sit down," Zhengji glanced at Zhou Bo who was bent over, and he didn't know the inside story and explained for Zhou Bo.

"Well, in that case, let's sit down and say", Song Lao They are indeed old, and they are not comfortable standing for a long time, they nodded after listening to Zhengji's words, bypassed Zhou Bo, and walked to the first row of positions under the stage under the guidance of Zhengji.

In the early years of the Spring Festival Gala, in order to pursue the warm feeling of family, the front position was a round table, Song Lao and others sat around the table with the help of political discipline, and Zhou Bo used the fastest speed to bring a pot of tea, just wanted to send it over, but was stopped by a middle-aged man who seemed ordinary but exuded a different temperament, opened the teapot lid and carefully checked it, and only after making sure that there was no problem did he nod expressionlessly, and personally brought it to Song Lao and them, Zhou Bo looked at the other party's back, no need to ask, this must be Song Lao's security personnel who went out with them, maybe it is the legendary Zhongnanhai bodyguard, for Huaguo, the existence of Song Lao and others, that is a symbol of the times, and there must be no mistakes.

"Xiao Zheng, haven't you told grandpa when you're going to perform on stage? I specially brought these old friends of mine to watch you sing, how are you preparing?" Song Lao took the tea poured by Zhengji, took a sip and asked with a kind smile.

"Zhengji is a substitute, the director said that if he goes on stage, he must wait until everyone else's performance is over", without waiting for Zhengji to speak, Hu Yu on the side couldn't help but speak first.

"What? Substitute Xiao Zheng, what's going on? When did you become a substitute? I asked Song Liang to recommend you that the Spring Festival Gala didn't let you be a substitute! Such a good song, come as a substitute? Whose decision is this?" Song Lao's originally smiling face suddenly became serious, and he patted his chair and said.

Zhengji was stunned, no wonder he was able to participate in the Spring Festival Gala, it turned out that Song Lao played a vital role in this, he thought about it and shook his head and said: "I don't know this very well, I just obey the arrangement of the Spring Festival Gala working group."

And at this time, Zhou Bo, who was closely watching the situation of Song Lao not far away, saw Song Lao's angry appearance, his heart tightened, and no one knew the anxiety in his heart now, he followed Qin Feng's instructions and replaced Zhengji with a substitute, originally thought it was a trivial matter, but now seeing Song Lao actually come to see the Zhengji performance in person, he now feels that things are probably not as simple as he imagined, he is now scolding Qin Feng 10,000 times in his heart, this is what he said is irrelevant, this is what he said has little to do with it, the old chief is here in person, if he can't give Song Lao an explanation today, he is afraid that he will offend this Chinese military god to death, thinking of this, Zhou Bo gritted his teeth, and under the vigilant gaze of the security personnel, he walked towards Song Lao and them.

"Wait, what do you want to do?" The middle-aged man who was checking the tea just now seemed to be the leader of this group of Zhongnanhai bodyguards, and stopped Zhou Bo who was about to walk over and asked.

"Don't stop him, let him come over, I have something to ask him", Song Lao waved his hand and signaled to the bodyguard.

"Yes, chief", the middle-aged man immediately stood up straight, just wanted to salute, but thought of coming out this time as little as possible not to reveal his identity, and endured it.

Zhou Bo wiped the beads of sweat on his head, walked to Song Lao's table with a smile on his face, and saw Zhengji sitting next to Song Lao, and his heart was even more stunned.

"Tell me, how did Zhengji become a substitute? The person I recommended, is it because he sings badly?" asked Song Lao, whose face didn't show what he was thinking in his heart.

Zhou Bo secretly complained to himself, sure enough, for this matter, he had never even heard the song "Serving the Country with Loyalty" in which the political minutes were to participate, how could he know whether it sounded good or not? He was speechless, and the sweat on his face was even more, and he fell into embarrassment for a while.

"Old man Song, this is your mistake, he is the chief director, whoever plays is naturally the director of the other family has the final say, what do you a layman do, if the person you recommend sings really well, the director will naturally let it go, why are you in a hurry, it's not too late to make a decision after watching the little brother you respect after singing", at this time, Ding Lao on the side saw this situation, couldn't help patting Song Lao's shoulder, and smiled to relieve the siege.

Zhou Bo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard it, he really didn't know how to answer Song Lao's question, the matter about political discipline was originally the result of him making a big fuss about it and taking advantage of the scandal of political discipline.

"Okay, since Lao Qin, you suspect that I use public weapons for private use, then let's listen to Xiao Zheng's song and convince you, the old boy, to lose", Song Lao also no longer pursued Zhou Bo, and decided to speak with facts, and others in the province said that he Lao Song used his identity to suppress people.

"Don't worry, old chief, I will arrange a rehearsal for political discipline immediately," Zhou Bo saw Song Lao loosen his mouth, and quickly nodded and said.

"Well, you go, as soon as possible", Song Lao couldn't wait to see what Old Man Ding would look like after he lost.

"Grandpa Song, I'll go with him and arrange the accompaniment", Zhengji thought about it and stood up and said, the song "Loyal to the Country" only appeared once on Song Lao's birthday, and it seems that the Spring Festival Gala doesn't know the accompaniment yet.

"Okay, Xiaozheng, you go and prepare well, don't embarrass Grandpa Song and me for a while," a smile appeared on Song Lao's face, as if he had seen the surprised expressions of everyone singing for a while.

Zheng Ji followed Zhou Bo to the backstage, where is the place to accompani, all the way Zhou Bo secretly looked at Zheng Ji's expression, he just heard it clearly, Zheng Ji called Song Lao called Song Grandpa, what is the relationship between him and Song Lao, could it be that he is really a lost grandson? Thinking of this, his heart is even more bottomless, combined with his rejection of Zheng Ji's previous request, he can't help but be more worried.

"Mr. Zheng, dare to ask what is your relationship with Teacher Song?" Zhou Bo couldn't help but ask the question that was holding back in his heart.

When Zhengji heard Zhou Bo's question beside him, he paused for a moment, thought about it or decided to hide it, and changed the topic and said, "Director Zhou, I'll perform directly from the backstage in a while."

Zhou Bo was stunned when he heard that Zhengji didn't answer his question, it seemed that Zhengji didn't want to tell him the answer, which also made Zhengji more and more mysterious in his eyes, he nodded and said, "Of course, everything is up to you."

"How can I do that, Director Zhou is the chief director, how can I call the shots without permission", Zhengji waved his hand.

"What, Masaki, there's something I want to tell you," Zhou Bo looked at Masaki's indifferent expression, thought about it and said.

"What's the matter with Director Zhou?"

"I want you to participate in the Spring Festival Gala"

"Isn't I just going to participate in the Spring Festival Gala now?" Zhengji said with a smile, he had already guessed what Zhou Bo wanted to say, people are sometimes so realistic, he didn't have to think about it to know that Zhou Bo saw the arrival of Song Lao, so he changed his mind.

"No, you know, I didn't mean that, I want to remove the word alternate and officially arrange your program into the Spring Festival Gala program list", Zhou Bo knew that he made this suggestion at this time, and Zhengji would definitely be able to guess it, but he had no way back, no choice, things came to this point, Song Lao came in person, compared to offending Song Lao, he would rather offend Qin Feng, offending Qin Feng is not a big deal for this director, and offending Song Lao is not so simple, the lesser of the two powers, he had to make a decision.

"Let's wait and see, I'll watch it after the show is over", Masaki was not overjoyed, and said lightly.

Zhou Bo opened his mouth when he saw Zhengji's reaction, and he wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say, could it be that he begged him to go to the Spring Festival Gala? The two walked to the accompaniment booth.

Time back to an hour ago, Song Lao and his old friends drove to the TV station in a car, and in the corner where they didn't pay attention, a man wearing a low hat stood in the corner as if he was one with the shadows, as if darkness had invaded the earth, spreading from the ground uncontrollably, and the original vibrant scenes around him suddenly turned into a dead ash, like the color of hell. The man was tall, his face was like a knife and axe, and his face was like a ridged rock with undulating bumps, giving people an incomparable oppressive force, standing on the top of a building, holding a telescope in his hand, staring at the convoy of Song Lao and others, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his evil and dark pupils exuded a palpitating aura.

ps: Today is June 14, 2016, and the author has no girlfriend~~ It rained so hard in Taiyuan...... As long as I don't take off the order a day, I will watch two shifts a day...... Come and see, everyone, there is a homeless single dog here, which kind person will take it back~~

What, I just saw the cheap and indifferent red envelope, so happy, there are not many red envelopes, the author's baby will be very happy, thank you for the cheap and indifferent red envelopes, come on, I hope the red envelopes are like hail in Shanxi to throw at me...... I'm not afraid of pain~~