With Shao Qingyang's guidance, Gu Yifang vaguely sketched out the program plan of the National Style Spring Festival Gala in his heart.

With the experience of making a plan last time, Gu Yifang was not in a hurry to come up with this plan this time, she decided to list what she could think of slowly, and wait until the Spring Festival period to screen and summarize.

When an idea first appeared in her mind, it always made people excited, and ignored the feasibility, for example, she felt that holding an experience day in spring, summer, autumn and winter at the beginning of her head could promote the national style. As a result, after actually going through the process once, I realized that many things were not as easy as I imagined, and many ideas were abandoned in order to achieve the premise of safety.

So she needs to take some time to think slowly, and it's even better to try it herself, to see what things she has overlooked, and it's best to get in touch with Dongyi's ancient music club first.

Before her exam, she had originally said that she would have an online Hanfu experience day in winter, and Gu Yiyi took this opportunity to propose in the group to invite Dongyi's ancient music club to sing on the Guanghua Guofeng Club channel, which can be interspersed with some national style propaganda content.

During this time, everyone was preparing for the exam, and the Guofeng Club had almost forgotten about it, and when Gu Fang made this suggestion, the group suddenly boiled. Some people ask what ancient songs are, and some are already senior fans of ancient songs, so they start to pick up their favorite singers and songs. For a while, the group was very lively.

Zijin's faint complaint was drowned in the heated discussion, and Zhang Lixian threw a private chat to Gu Yifang and said, "Don't worry about Zijin, I'll convince her." ”

But when Gu Yifang saw this news, she secretly scolded herself for being careless, just thinking about how to get close to Dongyi's ancient style club, she forgot that Zijin didn't like ancient songs, so she hurriedly explained to Zijin: "Zijin, don't worry, I will come to the show according to the orthodox, but the online experience, can we just increase the entertainment a little?" ”

Zijin replied: "In this way, what I'm worried about is the Spring Festival Gala program, if you say so, I have no opinion, I support you." ”

Gu Yifang said thank you, Cai Wei and a few Dongyi students in the group have already started to discuss Dongyi's ancient music club with great interest, it is said that there is a girl majoring in Dongyi visual design in that club, who can sing and fill in good words, and is also quite famous on the Internet.

And Dongyi itself has a conservatory, not only can compose and arrange, but can even pull out an ancient band to perform live.

Although it was still during the examination period, this activity was not complicated, and soon under the arrangement of the coolie team, the division of labor was done, and the preliminary time was also booked, and the preparation was on the 25th day of the lunar month. At this time, it is already a holiday, even if it is a distant student, at this time should also go home to pick up the god of the stove to welcome the Jade Emperor, and this time, and it is not yet the New Year, and there is no need to visit relatives and friends frequently, and it is perfect to listen to songs at home.

Fortunately, that day was also the last day for Gu Fang to go to work before the holiday, and the next day he started the holiday.

"That's about it, Jiawei, are you at home this year?" Two weeks later, Gu Yifang and Zhang Jiawei talked about it again on the phone.

Dongyi's Gufeng Club agreed to hold a song party together on the day Cai Wei went to contact, and the time was set within two days. In the following week, a preliminary song list was quickly drawn up, and even the Ancient Style Music Club used some contacts to invite two well-known ancient style cover singers to be guests.

Zhang Jiawei listened, nodded and said: "I won't go to my relatives' house for the Spring Festival this year, it's deserted, and there's nothing fun, I'll be at home, don't worry, you will come to my house on the twenty-fifth day of the lunar month, and we will listen together." ”

"Thank you Jiawei, I'm going to trouble you again." Gu Yifang was also in a happy mood.

Zhang Jiawei said: "This is the two of us playing together, what kind of trouble, I am also listening to the song for the first time, and I am very curious." Actually, I wanted to ask about this for a long time, but you don't know that the school forum exploded a few days ago. I happened to have an exam at the time, and I was cramming for it, so I didn't ask you. By the way, I saw that the propaganda case said that the plan was you, on the water side. ”

Gu Fang was slightly surprised: "I was still written on the propaganda case?" "That's not right, she doesn't want to cause any more trouble.

Zhang Jiawei said: "Hmm...... Yes, one party, are you not on Weibo anymore? ”

Gu Yifang listened to Zhang Jiawei a little hesitant, and asked with a bad premonition in his heart: "There is nothing good to see on Weibo, I just registered and paid attention to it for the host of the National Style Spring Festival Gala Group, and I haven't logged in since then." ”

Zhang Jiawei sighed and said, "Forget it, you wait, I'll tell you when I come back after the exam." ”

Gu Yifang said: "Okay, don't be distracted, focus on the exam first, and we'll talk when you have winter vacation." ”

After saying goodbye to Zhang Jiawei and hanging up the phone, Gu Yifang decided to go to an Internet café tomorrow, during which it was cold, and she rarely went to the Internet café again.

In the cold winter night, she was wrapped in an old-fashioned rubber hot water bottle, wearing thick clothes to read a book, this rubber hot water bottle was as old as her, and finally used it up in the second year of high school, the boiling hot water, burned her hands, so in the winter of the third year of high school, she had to put on several layers of socks, wear a sweater to sleep, still difficult to resist the cold that penetrated into the bone marrow, every night is cold feet, it takes half a day to sleep, and often freezes awake.

Fortunately, after graduating from the third year of high school, she chose to work, bought an electric hot water bottle, and bought a safe and scald-proof electric heater for Gu's mother this winter.

After logging in to the account at the Internet café the next day, Gu Fang was stunned, and the private message showed more than 20 messages, more than a dozen comments, and more than 100 forwards.

When you click on the private messages, they look like they are all scolding her, and they are all very unbearable swear words and curses. Clicking on the comment again shows a deletion prompt. There are only two microblogs on her Weibo, one is to forward the announcement of the Guofeng Spring Festival Gala group, and the other is to forward the photo of Mao Yue and her, and the 100 forwards are normal, basically through the members of the Guofeng Club, and then forwarded by others.

These curses came very abruptly, she really couldn't think of any classmates she had offended in high school, because she was biased, her grades were hovering at the upper middle level, except for Zhang Jiawei, she usually didn't have too much contact with other classmates, she really didn't know who she offended.

Looking at the ID of this Honghong to refuel, Weibo shows that this account has been permanently banned, and the content of Weibo is naturally not visible.

Gu Fang sighed, and found that the private message showed that there was still unread information, and when he clicked on it, he realized that it was sent to him by Fusu.

"Gu Yifang, if you see it, add me QQ, if I make a mistake, I apologize to you, if what Ying Xiaohong said is true, then don't blame me for being rude."