Chapter 196: Chinese New Year's Eve
When Lang Kun shouted the slogan "True Singing", some of them were quite supportive, thinking that it was respecting the audience. But quite a few people are not very optimistic about this party. As we all know, most of the people who come to sing at the Spring Festival Gala are temporary patchwork combinations, and there is no time to rehearse properly, if they sing wrong, it will be a shame.
After the last rehearsal, the chorus of Yang Lin and Jin Sha finally stayed, and the cooperation between the two has been quite tacit, and the singing effect is also very good.
Chinese New Year's Eve is a day for the whole family to reunite, eat reunion dinner, watch the Spring Festival Gala, and set off fireworks. These three things are a must-do for every family. When the whole country is filled with a happy and happy atmosphere, the actors of the Spring Festival Gala crew are now the busiest and most nervous.
It was broadcast live across the country, which made many actors nervous. In the dressing room, singers and dancers lined up to put on makeup, and some hurriedly put clothes on their bodies, and they did not avoid suspicion.
Yang Lin and other slightly famous stars each occupied a corner and whispered. They have their own makeup artists and stylists, and they put on their makeup early and wait on the side.
Because of the duet, Yang Lin changed his outfit. He and Jin Sha wore a couple outfit, and the two looked young and energetic. The two sat together and listened to the same mp3, which made some CCTV reporters inadvertently take a photo.
These may be the two most chic people in the backstage of the Spring Festival Gala. Yang Lin was wearing a bright red hoodie, and the red clothes were invisibly in tune with the festive atmosphere. The coat is printed with a white five-pointed star, positioned exactly at the heart.
The simple and clear design makes this dress look fresh and generous, and Yang Lin and both of them are in excellent figures, and they wear this dress out of their own charm.
Jin Sha's hair used a hair ring, and the slightly curly hair swayed gently behind her head with her movements, which reminded Yang Lin of Jin Sha's innocent appearance in the TV series "Eighteen-year-old Sky".
Yang Lin's hair was vigorously cleaned by the stylist, and after spraying a layer of hair wax, his hair looked a lot softer, and the slightly slanted bangs made him look a lot fresher, and the masculinity in his bones was also a little more restrained.
The live broadcast officially started at eight o'clock, and the actors of the first few shows were already ready backstage, just waiting for the director's order. Jin Sha, who didn't feel anything, seemed to be frightened by this scene, she looked at Yang Lin, and then at the dancers who comforted and encouraged each other, and then frowned and said, "I can't remember the lyrics a little, what should I do." ”
At this time, the little girl who was in charge of singing "Auspicious Three Treasures" ran to Yang Lin excitedly and said to him: "Big brother, can we take a photo?" My mom and sister like you. ”
She raised her head and looked at Yang Lin seriously, looking at Yang Lin with her innocent eyes, expecting his reply.
Jin Sha pulled the corner of Yang Lin's clothes with her hand and whispered, "Why are you standing, I'll take pictures of you." After getting along for the past few days, the two have become ordinary friends.
The little girl's eyes were like crescents, and she seemed to be in a good mood. Yang Lin patted her head, and then smiled: "What about the camera you took pictures of?" How can you take pictures without a camera? ”
Sticking out her tongue mischievously, the little girl ran back to his uncle and got the camera from him. Yang Lin smiled with the two Mongolian-dressed people and said hello in the air.
Jin Sha acted as a cameraman and took several photos of Yang Lin and the little girl.
It was just an episode, but Jinsha's mood had noticeably improved. She patted her chest, inadvertently revealing a little spring, just a little taller than her.
Turning his head, Yang Lin didn't see anything, he said to Jin Sha: "Don't worry, we have practiced so many times, and don't think that this is a live broadcast across the country, it is just an ordinary party, and there are not many viewers below, so don't worry at all." ”
Jin Sha pursed her lips and said, "That's naturally right. But I can't help but think of that place. ”
Time passed quietly in the conversation between the two. Neither of them went to see any shows, after all, they had watched the previous rehearsals several times, and now they are not interested at all.
But after a group of singers finished singing, Yang Lin's hearts hung up. In the pop style in 2005, pop singers were defeated one after another, maybe ordinary audiences can't hear it, but Yang Lin and Yang Lin are professionals.
Pang Long's "You Are My Rose" has been half a beat slower, and it has not changed after singing it. And Lin Junjie's "A Thousand Years Later" has a mediocre performance, and there is no merit or fault.
This undoubtedly increased the pressure on Jin Sha and Yang Lin. In fact, if they don't sing well, there won't be many people scolding, after all, the general trend is here.
The next show is Zhao Benshan's, although the performance lasts 16 minutes, the audience still watches it with relish. Yang Lin and the two stood on the lift, feeling a little heavy, especially when they heard the laughter and applause of the audience.
Either way, the show still has to go on. Yang Lin nodded with Jin Sha, the two were quite far apart, at both ends of the stage. Yang Lin silently put a skill on himself and Jinsha, at least so that the two of them would not perform too badly.
Uncle Benshan's performance finally ended, Yang Lin turned the microphone in his hand and rose up with the elevator.
"Twitter, pouting passerby child, you stand on the terrace. Sunshine squints at us, and at the same time, finds love. "The people haven't appeared yet, but the singing is already loud through the loudspeakers.
After the two figures appeared on the stage, the camera gave Yang Lin a close-up, and the audience in front of the TV clearly saw him. Underneath the stage is flowing water, which looks colorful under the lights.
is worthy of being an actor, Yang Lin showed a shy expression while singing, and then looked at Jin Sha. The dancers around him were dancing diligently and looked soothing.
"Mutter whether I should or not, let you see through, the tacit understanding of ice cream is love" Jin Sha slowly walked forward, with a sweet and shy look on her face, and then held her face with her hand.
The two looked at each other and smiled, and then walked closer and closer, and finally Yang Lin's thick palm held Jin Sha, Jin Sha leaned on his shoulder like a human, and the two of them gently shook with the rhythm.
There was also a little cheer from the audience, most of them young people clapping.
The two held hands and sang together: "The flowers bloom very well, the wind blows very well." As long as you are good in everything, the fragrance of love wafts in the air. ”
Time passed quickly, and the singing of the two ended. Under the cover of the dancers, Yang Lin and the two successfully withdrew from the stage.
There was no mistake, and the perfect performance of Yang Lin and the two conquered some audiences. But more viewers still don't buy their accounts. It's not something they can change, they've done the best they can.
Back backstage, Jin Sha wiped her tears excitedly, she covered her mouth, and felt like she couldn't cry. Yang Lin was surprised, no matter how excited he was, he couldn't look like this.
Jin Sha's senior brother Lin Junjie hadn't left yet, and he quickly came over to take a look after seeing Jin Sha crying. After saying goodbye to Yang Lin, Jin Sha and Lin Junjie left together.
Yang Lin was left alone to say goodbye to the extras and chat with other actors or something. When the Spring Festival Gala is over, Yang Lin still needs to play once, and now that his performance is over, he can naturally look at others easily.
(To be continued)