"What song?"

Gao Xuyao hurriedly asked.

"Give me your guitar." Ye Xuan pointed to the guitar on the chair in the distance.

Rustle Rustle –

Gao Xuyao trotted all the way back and handed the guitar to Ye Xuan.

"Just sit here and sing."

Ye Xuan held the guitar and played it familiarly.

Buzz Buzz –

The sound of the guitar slowly appeared, and the surrounding staff all stood in place and listened quietly.

Buzz Buzz – Buzz Buzz -

Ye Xuan closed his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

1984

The crops are not yet harvested

My son lay in my arms

Sleep so sweetly

Open-air cinema today

Didn't have time to look at it

My wife reminded me

Repair the pedals of the sewing machine

Ye Xuan hummed softly, as if telling some tedious things at home.

The open-air movies, in particular, resonate deeply with the people around them.

Most of the staff members are post-80s, and their memories are the existence of open-air movies and sewing machines.

Gao Xuyao stood up from his chair with a solemn expression.

This is my father

Texts in the diary

This is his youth

Prose poems that remained

Years later I watched

Tears flowed endlessly

My father was old like a shadow

Ye Xuan's control of the treble is particularly perfect, and the singer is like a hammer that pierces everyone's hearts.

Gao Xuyao had tears in his eyes.

He doesn't know how long it had been since he had been home to see his parents.

"Xu Yao, are you going home for the Spring Festival this year?"

"Xuyao, Mom knows that you are busy, it's good to be busy, but you have to pay attention to your body when you are busy. You don't have to go home, you don't have to go home, you don't have to go home if you're busy. ”

"Son, you better come back, your mother misses you, secretly wiping her tears and misses you."

Faced with his parents' phone calls, Gao Xuyao was always impatient.

"I..."

Gao Xuyao squatted on the ground and covered his face.

1994

The crops have already been harvested

My old mother last year

Left the world

The son is wearing a white shirt

Ran into the campus

But he's been on his mind lately

Lost a lot of weight

...

This land once brought tears to my eyes

How many people it buried

A sad past

...

Buzz Buzz – Buzz Buzz -

With his fingers gently letting go of the guitar, Ye Xuan slowly opened his eyes.

Songs are resonant, especially classic songs.

"How?"

Ye Xuan looked directly at Gao Xuyao.

"It's... What is the name of this song? Gao Xuyao held back tears and raised his head.

"Father's Prose Poems!"

"Ye Xuan, I finally know why I didn't defeat you."

Gao Xuyao smiled bitterly.

"You're right, I'm in too much of a hurry, and all the dry stuff in my body has been drained. When this Spring Festival Gala is over, I want to rest for half a year, accompany my parents, and then go on a trip to see the scenery. Gao Xuyao touched his cheek without leaving a trace.

"I agreed!"

Ye Xuan nodded.

This is Gao Xuyao's transformation, after the transformation is successful, Gao Xuyao will understand a lot, and he will completely change!

"Brother Ye, I feel that Gao Xuyao has already broken through the bottleneck. It's like three years ago, struggling with whether to become an actor or a tool to make money. ”

Yan Junyuan said with emotion.

"He's a genius, a genius even better than me."

Ye Xuan thinks that he is an ordinary person, and he also thinks that Gao Xuyao's talent is higher than his own.

"Maybe, he can really become a godfather-level figure in the Chinese entertainment industry?" Ye Xuan winked at Yan Junyuan.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, February 11 comes.

Eight o'clock in the evening, Hanlin Washington.

The villa was filled with a cheerful atmosphere, with two red lanterns hanging high at the door, and a couplet firmly attached to the door.

The door welcomes the four seasons of peace and blessing, and gathers wealth from all directions.

The words of the couplet were written by the old man Meng Jun!

In the living room, the family gathered around the sofa and watched TV.

"Daddy? Mom, Daddy? ”

The little princess Yuzu, who sits in the center, looks left and right.

Grandparents, grandparents, and mothers are all there, but Dad doesn't know where to go.

"Humph!"

Yuzu, who wore two pigtails and a red cotton jacket, crossed her waist and pouted.

"Dad must have secretly run out to play, Dad is a big villain, and he doesn't know how to play with me when he goes out to play!"

"Hahaha, my good granddaughter, your father is busy earning money. Earn money to buy you toys! ”

Meng Jun let out a hearty laugh, then turned his head to look at Meng Xiaotuan.

"Daughter, Xiao Ye is coming back at ten o'clock, right?" Meng Jun asked.

"Well, Dad, it ends at nine o'clock, Yanjing Terrace is not far from our house, are there many cars for the New Year, I guess I'll come back at ten o'clock."

"That's okay, let's have dinner at ten o'clock, and the family will have a reunion dinner!"

Meng Jun looked at the TV.

"Good granddaughter, how about grandpa perform a magic trick for you?"

Meng Jun joked about Yuzu.

"Good duck, what kind of magic is grandpa going to show me?"

"Believe it or not, your dad will be on the TV screen later?"

Yuzu looked at the TV and shook her head.

"Yuzu doesn't believe it, grandpa, didn't you say it, Dad didn't go to play secretly to make money!"

"It's good if you don't believe it, grandpa is most afraid of you believing it. If you don't believe me, you'll see it later! ”

......

The lights of thousands of homes are bright, and the family is happily sitting in front of the TV.

Watch the Spring Festival Gala!

Today is February 11th, that is, Chinese New Year's Eve, and tomorrow is the Spring Festival, that is, the new year!

Watching the Spring Festival Gala is a Chinese custom.

In front of the television, two women and two men stood in the center of the stage with smiles on their faces.

"Audience friends, what you are watching now is the Spring Festival Gala broadcast live on Yanjing TV comprehensive channel, Chinese international channel, English international channel and so on."

A hostess said with a smile.

"In addition, we have also united with hundreds of video websites to broadcast this year's Spring Festival party live to Chinese people around the world."

"Hey, speaking of Chinese New Year's Eve, there are quite a few customs. Setting off firecrackers and eating reunion dinners are different customs in every place. Today we have a friend who wants to introduce you to the customs of their hometown. ”

The middle-aged male host said.

"Oh? So who is this friend? ”

"Please enjoy the cross talk "My Family's Customs"!"

Bang Bang Bang –

There was thunderous applause, and the two cross talk actors walked to the center of the stage.

Backstage, Ye Xuan and Yan Junyuan sat in the room.

", Brother Ye, I'm suddenly a little nervous."

Yan Junyuan stared at the TV in front of him and said.

"Nervous? What are you nervous about, and I'm nervous if you want to be nervous. It's my first time going to the Spring Festival Gala! Ye Xuan said jokingly.

"Brother Ye, I used to sing at the Spring Festival Gala, but this year is different, can I not be nervous about performing sketches!"

"Two teachers, it's your turn to perform on stage soon, please prepare in advance."

The door opened, a staff member said.

"Okay!"

Ye Xuan got up from the sofa.

"Next, please enjoy the sketch "Who is the protagonist and who is the supporting role" brought by Ye Xuan and Yan Junyuan!"

"Grandpa, you lied to me, this is not my father!"

Yuzu pointed at Ye Xuan on the screen.

"My dad wasn't !! bald"