Chapter 68: The finale

Everyone didn't expect that the old man Li Pingyi would actually say such a thing.

From the first Spring Festival Gala in 1980 to the present, the old man Li Pingyi has accompanied the Spring Festival Gala and all the audiences for a full 35 years, and now this will be her 36th Spring Festival Gala.

For more than 30 years, people have been accustomed to getting up one after another in the singing of Teacher Li Pingyi, and then welcoming the arrival of a new year.

"Teacher Li, that's the case, what we mean, is that you don't leave the stage after singing, and then introduce this kid and let him show his face, I think this song should be heard by more people."

"Pony, you're right, this song should really be heard by more people, such a good song, can't be wasted, in fact, I know it myself, every year when I sing, the basic audience begins to pack up their things and prepare for the New Year, and when I finish singing, it is estimated that many people will turn off the TV, this song really can't be wasted, I watch it, just let the host introduce me to the stage, and then I said that I won't sing this year, I want to sing to others, which can also make the audience see a fresh look."

I have to admit that the older generation of artists really regard art as more important than themselves, and they don't care about their reputation, just for more people to hear a suitable song.

The stubborn old man then rejected various plans proposed by others, and wanted to push Wang Lei to power.

In the end, there was no choice but to agree to the proposal of the old man Li Pingyi, Wang Lei solemnly bowed to the old man, which is due respect for the old man's noble art.

At this time, the dissatisfaction in Wang Lei's heart has long disappeared, no matter how hypocritical it is, it is really not a gentleman, he now has great expectations for the upcoming Spring Festival Gala stage, he feels that he should show his best state on the stage, so that the dish is worthy of everyone's support and appreciation.

The chief director of the Spring Festival Gala didn't expect Zhang Laopao and others to get rid of the old artists so quickly, he knows the temper of these old artists very well, and he can't rub the slightest sand in his eyes, for these old artists, Hua Lianfeng feels that he has done his best.

Since the owner agreed, Hua Lianfeng had to notify the team and the host as soon as possible, and the final appearance ceremony had to be changed.

After signing some confidentiality agreements and receiving passes, Wang Lei and others also left the central station building, and the next thing is to wait.

It is the arrival of another New Year, family reunion, this is the tradition of the Chinese people rooted in the blood, even if the pace of life in this world is getting faster and faster, many people feel that this New Year is becoming more and more boring, but at this time, people with conditions will still put a big table of food, and then invite the elderly to sit down, take care of the children and don't mess around, all the awkwardness and grievances will not be mentioned in this night, some can only be reunion, family affection.

The Spring Festival Gala once again started on time at eight o'clock, but even if the stage is getting more and more gorgeous, and the program is becoming more and more novel, there are fewer and fewer people who are willing to watch it, and the development of the times has greatly expanded people's ability to accept new information, which also makes people's eyes more and more critical.

Only after losing will you know how to cherish, this is a common disease of human beings, with the death of the older generation of artists, people began to miss the Spring Festival Gala of that year.

In the first few years of the Spring Festival Gala, there was no gorgeous stage, no eye-catching sound, light and sound effects, and even no accompanying dance, but in such a Spring Festival Gala, countless classic programs emerged.

From the stand-up comedy of the deceased old cross talk Tai Dou Ma, to the overseas Chinese singer Zhang Shuangmin's "My Motherland Heart", from the sketches of the deceased veteran performance artist Grandma Zhao, to the joy brought to everyone by the Northeast laughing artist Zhao Yuanshan.

The Spring Festival Gala every year has brought countless classics to people, and these people who created classics have also been swept away by the tide of the times.

The current Spring Festival Gala has gorgeous costumes and choreography, world-class stage effects, and big-name stars who have attracted the attention of countless young people, but only lacks a real New Year's flavor, no matter how sincere and good the host or the performers on the field say, but they always lack an indescribable taste.

Whether the Spring Festival Gala itself is impetuous, or whether people themselves are impetuous, no one can say.

No matter how you evaluate the Spring Festival Gala afterwards, the current Spring Festival Gala is going on normally, compared with previous years, this year's Spring Festival Gala has many artists from Goryeo and Waguo, after all, the theme of this year's Spring Festival Gala has changed from the national celebration in previous years to the national celebration, and all countries where Chinese culture has been popularized should join in the celebration of the New Year.

Wang Lei accompanied Mr. Li Pingyi to wait quietly in the background, they were the finale of the show, not in a hurry.

"Young man, I don't mind if I call you Xiao Lei, right?"

"It's okay, Mr. Li, you can call whatever you want."

"Oh, you're so tall, which school did you graduate from?"

Li Pingyi not only lamented Wang Lei's height, but then felt that this young man was a good talent, at least his voice was very recognizable, which was a must for a top singer.

"Mr. Li, I'm not into music, I used to be a basketball player, and now I'm a coach."

"Oh, no wonder you're so tall, but it's a pity that you have that voice, it's good. It's good to be an athlete, and Mei Mei is quite a match, hey, you just said that you became a coach? I don't think you're very old, why are you a coach? ”

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just that I had a car accident two years ago and had my leg amputated, and now I can only be a coach."

Wang Lei was not embarrassed or anything, and showed Li Ping his prosthesis.

Seeing Wang Lei's prosthetic, Li Ping's eyes suddenly turned a little red, she didn't expect that this young man, who had always looked optimistic and humble, would have such an experience.

"Be a good coach, train some good athletes in the future, and then compete for the championship for us. By the way, is your family here today? You'll have to behave in front of them later, and don't waste that song. ”

"I, I'm the only one left in my house now, my parents had a car accident before me, and I was in a hurry to come back."

Speaking of his parents, although Wang Lei didn't want to mention it, he still explained that although this is suspected of being sympathetic, this is indeed a fact.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Xiao Lei, look at me, don't be sad, you will treat me as your family member in the future, and when the party is over, follow me home, and grandma will make dumplings for you to eat."

The old man Li Pingyi also has his own children, but her children are now working abroad, and there is an old nanny and herself left at home.