Chapter 357: Group Photo

On Monday, Ye Luo packed his bags and, together with Chu Mo'er, boarded the plane to Tianjing again.

The last review of the Spring Festival Gala was this afternoon.

After today, even if the program is all decided, we will wait for the rehearsal that will begin on the 27th day of the New Year, and the official performance on the evening of the 30th day of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

This time, Wang Nicole did not accompany her, first, Ye Luo and Chu Mo'er had just come last week and were familiar with the process. In addition, the sisters have been busy enough these days, these girls are okay with singing and dancing, but there is no progress in foreign-related affairs, and they need to be escorted by Wang Nicole's agent.

The last time I met Song Yan at the guest house, Ye Luo would of course report to Chu Mo'er after he came back, and also told Chu Mo'er about Song Yan's invitation to become the music director of Universal Overseas and his own idea of two overseas paths.

Chu Mo'er didn't express any opinion after hearing this, but said: "It's good that you choose for yourself, no matter which path you choose, I will fully support you." ā€

This time, the two went to Beijing, in addition to participating in the Spring Festival Gala review, Chu Moer also wanted to meet with Song Yan, Song Yan wanted to participate in the Spring Festival Gala, and naturally returned to Tianjing at this point.

As soon as the two arrived in Tianjing, they did not go to the guest house, but went to the Tianjing TV studio non-stop to participate in the audit.

Liang Xiao has always taken good care of Ye Luo, and this time the order is also very appropriate, as soon as Ye Luo and Chu Mo'er arrive, they will rest for half an hour and will be able to go on stage immediately.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Luo's business was finished.

Chu Mo'er wanted to go to see Song Yan, but Ye Luo had to accompany her to the waiting hall.

Ye Luo's show ended early, and at this time, the hall was full of Spring Festival Gala artists waiting for review.

These big names who usually mix well in their own circles or live a highly respected life, when they get here, they don't pay so much attention to it. Eat a boxed lunch at noon. If there are not enough seats, he squats in the corner of the wall and waits for the staff to call his name, which is an ordinary person.

Young singers and comedians are basically clubbed in the four corners, they are young and vigorous, and they always want to show their faces in the Spring Festival Gala. Last review today. In the past, it is the fish leaping into the dragon gate, but in the past, it is the hard work of most of the year to be burned, and it depends on whether it is dead or alive. There is something in my heart, and my face is naturally not relaxed, and I don't talk much.

The seats in the waiting hall are now occupied by older performing artists, who are accustomed to seeing wind and rain, and have experienced this kind of scene a lot, and their fame has long been there. At this time, you can still talk and laugh.

Seeing Ye Luo and Chu Mo'er coming in, a local performing artist in Tianjing, Taishan Beidou of Jingyun drums, Luo Ruixiang smiled and beckoned: "Oh, you're here?" Come on, come and sit here, often they have just come to the stage, and the seats are empty. ā€

Ye Luo was stunned for a moment. Xindao This old gentleman has seen it on TV since he was a child, and he had his old man at the Spring Festival Gala twenty years ago. He has been a little famous recently, and it's not strange that he knows him, but the two don't have much friendship, why are they so polite?

Ye Luo looked at the situation in the waiting hall and found that the actors sitting down were all fifty years old and upward, thirty or forty years old. All standing next to them. At his and Chu Mo'er's age, it was not good to sit down like this, so he said, "Mr. Luo, thank you, leave the seats to the old gentlemen." We just stand. ā€

"Well, the young man is good." Luo Ruixiang smiled, "I know you, Ye Luo, Chu Mo'er." The little granddaughter of our family, the two of you are so fascinated, I have been performing outside recently, and I have come home less, and my granddaughter is angry with me, oops, this little ancestor.

When you're done, remember to take a picture with me, take the photo, and I'll go back and have an explanation. ā€

"Then shoot now." Ye Luo said, "My father also likes you very much, I haven't been home for a while, and he is not happy, I will also have an explanation after I go back." ā€

Of course, this reason is made up, speak, help each other, don't just let people praise themselves.

"I'll shoot it for you." At this time, a woman behind Ye Luo said.

Listening to the voice, Ye Luo's heart moved slightly, and he turned his head, sure enough, it was Song Yan.

This woman is wearing a red dress today, and the style should be off-the-shoulder, but the waiting hall is cold, and she wears a white down jacket outside.

Chu Mo'er turned around and looked at Song Yan.

Song Yan nodded at Chu Mo'er.

The two women didn't speak, at this time Luo Ruixiang took out his mobile phone, the old man is in his seventies, the mobile phone is very fashionable, the large-screen smart phone, it is not cheap at first glance, Ye Luo took it over and took a look, and found that the photo pixel was quite high.

handed Mr. Luo's mobile phone, as well as his own, to Song Yan, Ye Luo and Chu Mo'er stood on both sides of Luo Ruixiang on the left and right, and both of them held the old man's arm.

Song Yan used two mobile phones to take pictures for them, and the mobile phones belonged to their owners, at this time Mr. Luo said softly: "Xiaoye, although I am old, I am not confused, you are from Zhoushan, and the people over there don't listen to the Jingyun drum, your father will not be good at this, what you said just now is to make me happy, I understand the old man." ā€

Ye Luo was a little embarrassed all of a sudden, touched his nose, and didn't know what to say.

Chu Mo'er smiled: "Mr. Luo, he actually said it for me, my father really likes you, he likes Tianjing's music very much, and even published a book." ā€

"Oh, your surname is Chu...... Your dad is Chu Wenxuan, right? That book is called "Miscellaneous Conversations on Quyi", and I wrote the preface. Luo Ruixiang seemed to think about it, "This young man is well-educated and handsome, and your eyebrows and eyes are a little like him." Thirteen years ago, he came to Tianjing to meet me. ā€

"Yes." Chu Mo'er said with a smile.

Ye Luo just breathed a sigh of relief here, and at this time, another old gentleman in the seat took out his mobile phone slowly, and said: "Xiao Ye, my grandson has not been happy recently, his mother didn't buy him Miss Chu's latest record, you see ......"

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After taking two photos, Ye Luo felt that this sign was wrong, and quickly withdrew.

At this time, this place is surrounded by wrists. He and Chu Mo'er had a gold medal for avoiding death at the Spring Festival Gala, but they didn't, and now that they have reached the last hurdle, the atmosphere in the entire waiting hall is very tense, and everyone is not in a good mood, and they all rely on personal self-cultivation.

Ye Luo always takes photos with a group of old artists, which is a kind of display and is easy to be hated.

Song Yan's show came on stage early. Chu Mo'er agreed with her to have dinner together, and then left with Ye Luo.

Although Tianjing Yeluo has been here several times, he is still unfamiliar with his life, and it is difficult to move an inch away from acquaintances, so he had to make a phone call to Ding Shaoyang's side.

"Lao Ding, why don't we have some tea in the afternoon?" Ye Luo said. "I'm idle and have nothing to do."

"Ho, you unlucky kid, you just pick this point." Ding Shaoyang spit out a sentence on the other end of the phone, and then said, "Okay, where are the people?" ā€

"Tianjing TV." Ye Luo said, "If it's inconvenient, forget it, I'll find Chen Tianhua the same." ā€

"Don't look for him, he went to the United States and hasn't come back yet. I'll pick you up. Ding Shaoyang hung up the phone.

"You." Chu Mo'er said at this time. "Director Ding is very busy, he's not you, you still have to spend your brain writing songs, it's not good for you to disturb people at this time."

"It's called tactics." Ye Luo winked at Chu Mo'er, "This is a tired army's plan." ā€

Chu Mo'er smiled: "You have a lot of ghost ideas." ā€

"Actually, Lao Ding is out of the song quickly, and there are so many capable people under him. Writing songs doesn't tire him to death. Ye Luo smiled, "Only allow him to go to Shangdu to pull me to drink." Don't you allow me to come to Tianjing to drink tea with him? Mo'er, your ass is not right, I will correct it myself at night. ā€

"Nasty." Chu Mo'er glared at Ye Luo.

"Why don't we go back to Shangdu tonight, there is a six-star hotel here in Tianjing, which is said to be very good, how about we go and stay for one night at night?" Ye Luoti yƬ said.

Chu Mo'er blushed. He bowed his head and whispered, "Whatever you want." ā€

"Okay, I'll book a room right away." Ye Luo hurriedly took out his mobile phone.

It was really cold outside in Tianjing in winter, Ye Luo made a reservation call at the door of the TV station, and then put the mobile phone in his pocket, and his hand was completely unconscious.

Fortunately, it didn't take a while. Ding Shaoyang's car came, and Ye Luo immediately hugged Chu Mo'er into the back seat.

"Lao Ding, you're too grinding." Ye Luo complained, "I almost froze my girlfriend to death." ā€

"I'm sorry." Ding Shaoyang said, "But your girlfriend is not as important as my girlfriend, right, I have to pick her up first." ā€

"Huh?" Ye Luo didn't understand, raised his head, and found that there was a woman sitting in the co-pilot's seat.

Baby face, two obvious nasolabial folds make the facial features very three-dimensional, a smile and two dimples, it is none other than Deng Qi.

"Teacher Deng." Ye Luo hurriedly said hello, after the first song in China, the status of the rivers and lakes was there.

"Teacher Ye, Teacher Chu." Deng Qi nodded with a smile.

"Teacher Deng, you can't call me that." Chu Mo'er was frightened, "Among the cutting-edge girls, you are my judge mentor." ā€

"Normal, normal." Ding Shaoyang said, "Since I have a relationship with Xiao Ye's peers, then they are also the same generation, so be it." ā€

"Oh, I see." Ye Luo said with a smile, "I said why Lao Ding sounded a little reluctant today, and I didn't know how to be interested in it for a long time, when the light bulb came." ā€

"Isn't it?" Ding Shaoyang said, "But I thought about it, it's inhumane to throw the two of you in Tianjing City in the winter, forget it, let's take the two of you." ā€

"Don't talk like that." Deng Qi glanced at Ding Shaoyang, who was driving, "Without Mr. Ye's songs, I don't want to pay attention to you yet." ā€

"Hey, hey." Ding Shaoyang laughed twice, changed the topic, and said, "Ye Luo, count yourself lucky, I just bought a jar of authentic Wuyi Da Hong Pao, good things, you can't buy them on the market, go taste it?" ā€

"Okay." Ye Luo said with a smile.

"When you pass by the vegetable market in a moment, put me down." Deng Qi said to Ding Shaoyang, "Since Teacher Ye is here, I'll go buy some vegetables and eat at home at night." ā€

"yes, okay." Ding Shaoyang nodded.

"Don't bother, Mr. Deng." Ye Luo hurriedly said, "I have another appointment with Mo'er in the evening, and it has been set just now." ā€

"Oh." Deng Qi had some regret on his face, but the woman was also free and easy, and immediately smiled, "I still want to bribe you with food, turn back to the show, and let Lao Ding a little." I think he's old, and he can't write songs for you. ā€

"That's what you say." Ding Shaoyang said dissatisfied, "This has nothing to do with being old, ten years younger, I can't write about him, I'm not afraid to admit this." He's just a little monster anyway, let's not compare ourselves to monsters. ā€

Speaking of this, Ding Shaoyang's words changed: "Hey, Ye Luo, what are you rocking this week?" ā€

"Shake slowly." Ye Luo smiled, "One of them is relatively quiet. (To be continued......)