48 Songs of Prosperity
Wang Wenhua came to the Western restaurant of the Friendship Hotel early, and the room was already full of guests. The stage set and lighting are still being adjusted, and Summer is jumping up and down there to show his important presence as a stage manager.
The mountain road stands majestically next to the camera in the middle of the room, helping the camera choose the right camera angle. When Xu Xiaoli saw him, she led him to the first leading cadre seat in the front row, only to see that Vice Mayor Deng of the government was already sitting there.
Wang Wenhua hurriedly went over to shake hands and thank him, sorry that he was late and did not greet Mayor Deng. Vice Mayor Deng smiled humorously and said: You invite me to watch the performance, and there is no admission fee. Where can I find this good thing? Naturally, I had to come over early.
Wang Wenhua asked Xu Xiaoli to bring the program list and give it to Vice Mayor Deng, and then went to the seats near the window to greet the old-timer artists.
Most of these veteran artists are directors and vice presidents of the Dramatists Association. has been on the stage for most of his life, and after retirement, he has nothing to do, which is really lonely and boring, and he has to look forward to the gathering of the literary and artistic circles every year.
Lao Mei, chairman of the Dramatists Association, was chatting with the old-timers, and when she saw Wang Wenhua passing, she stood up and reminded everyone that Chairman Wang was here, and the old-timers stood up.
When Lao Mei introduced Xu Youjing, Wang Wenhua saw a man with gray hair, but eyes like torches and a dignified appearance. And his figure hasn't been blessed at all.
Next, Wang Wenhua saw Xu Xiaoli's mother Xu Yuzhu again, she was wearing an expensive mink clothes, looking graceful and luxurious. Wang Wenhua remembers that when he was a child, the city's Peking Opera Troupe went to the county seat to perform the model play "Shajiabang".
In order to catch a glimpse of this famous Peking Opera actor, tickets were once hard to find in the theater. Now facing the artistic idol of his childhood, Wang Wenhua worships the five-body body. He did not call her "Teacher Xu" with Lao Mei's introduction, but respectfully called her "Aunt Xu".
"Hehe," Xu Yuzhu knew that Wang Wenhua's title was aimed at Xu Xiaoli, so she said: "Chairman Wang, our Xu Xiaoli works under you, please take care of it!" ”
"Yes, Xu Xiaoli, this child has more personality. I also hope that Chairman Wang will be more responsible. At this time, Xu Youjing took Xu Yuzhu's words and said.
Hearing Xu Youjing say this, Wang Wenhua knew why the two of them got together, because Xu Youjing had no children after remarriage, and there was no hope for his future pension.
Now that he has changed his ways, the prodigal son has turned back, and it seems that he is not repentant, but more like considering his own vital interests. However, no matter what, it is always a good thing that Xu Xiaoli has a healthy family.
"Chairman Wang, Secretary Yu of the Municipal Party Committee is here!" Wang Wenhua was chatting with Xu Youjing and his wife when he heard Xu Xiaoli shouting at him.
Wang Wenhua took a look, and sure enough, Secretary Yu appeared at the door of the restaurant, and behind him, he also followed the Propaganda Minister Makxia.
Wang Wenhua hurriedly said goodbye to the old-timers and hurriedly walked to the door to greet the leaders of the municipal party committee.
"Brother Wenhua, Secretary Yu came here on temporary leave during the visit." Wang Jili told Wang Wenhua.
"Thank you, Secretary Yu, for attaching so much importance to our group worship activities." Wang Wenhua knew that the visit was led by the secretary of the municipal party committee, and it was not easy to ask for leave.
Seeing that Vice Mayor Deng of the government was sitting alone in the leadership seat, Secretary Yu immediately went over to greet him and said, "Look at the government leaders, keep the time." The people of our municipal party committee are not as punctual as the government leaders. ”
Vice Mayor Deng hurriedly stood up to greet Secretary Yu and Minister Ma, and said with a smile: "Your municipal party committee leaders are busy with big things, where is the deputy mayor like me who is only in charge of one line, and I have more time than you!" ”
Several city leaders sat down, and Xu Xiaoli instructed the waiters of the hotel to make tea, serve melon seeds and fruits. Secretary Yu asked Wang Wenhua: "What time does it start?" ”
"Your leader is here, start ...... immediately" Wang Wenhua asked Shanlu to send the program list, and then asked him to tell him that summer could start.
There was no welcome speech, no opening remarks, Wang Wenhua shouted: "Summer, start!" The lights in the hall dimmed, and the brilliant lights on the stage lit up amid the sound of bells.
Before the host appeared, the band played the music of "Good News from Beijing to the Border Village", and the song and dance team of Xuannan County immediately began to perform the opening dance.
A group of brightly dressed girls danced merrily on the stage, and the boys did not come out dancing, but each jumped onto the stage with their own somersaults.
"Good!" See this chic opening. The audience applauded. Some people also said: "Where is this dance, it is purely the profession of Peking Opera martial arts." ”
The jubilant dance is over, the smoke is still floating on the stage, and the host appears. This person is Lao Huang, chairman of the Municipal Quyi Artists Association.
In order to pretend to laugh, he had a big belly, wore a Tang costume with green green spots and white spots, and wore light-colored sunglasses, and deliberately staggered onto the stage. The whole image resembles a big toad, which makes people laugh happily.
"Hello toad!" In the audience, several friends in the music industry deliberately shouted, and then people applauded warmly.
In the applause, a slender woman with a handsome face in ancient costume walked onto the stage with Lao Huang and saluted the audience with Lao Huang. A man and a woman, one fat and one thin, one handsome and one ugly, forming a strong visual contrast. This idea must have been figured out by Lao Huang.
"Leaders, colleagues in the literary and artistic circles, and viewers in front of the TV, Happy New Year!" A New Year's greeting between Lao Huang and the beautiful lady kicked off the party.
"Today is the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month, an auspicious day approaching the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve." The lady said,
"On this auspicious day, the Beiliao City Federation of Literary and Art Circles held a 'Literary and Art Circle Group Worship Performance Gala'. On behalf of Wang Wenhua, Chairman of the Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and on behalf of the literary and artistic circles of Northern Liao, I welcome you and thank you for your support! ”
"Our 'Spring Festival Gala of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles' will dedicate the best programs in the literary and artistic circles of Northern Liao to everyone! This party will leave an indelible memory in your hearts and usher in the Spring Festival with you! ”
"Hey, what's going on with you two?" The two were presiding, and suddenly a young man dressed as a clown ran up on the stage.
Wang Wenhua recognized him as an employee of the steel company, a well-known amateur cross talk actor, known as the "Northern Liao Laughing Star", and as soon as he appeared, people applauded. It is estimated that he deliberately "stirred up" the situation.
"The two of us host the show, what are you doing here?" The lady immediately asked the clown.
"You two...... Hosting a show? "The clown began to play a strange role," the leader of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles said, and the task of hosting this year's Spring Festival Gala was collectively undertaken by the members of the presidium of our Quyi Artists Association. You two ...... How did you quietly 'do it' here? ”
"Nima," the lady yelled at the clown, "who quietly '' it in public?" ”
"Boy, you're late today, and you should be fined three glasses of wine. You were wrong, you didn't apologize to the audience, and you are still yelling here, I think you owe it. Isn't that right, comrades in the audience? Lao Huang began to mobilize mass interaction.