After bidding farewell to Li Feifei, Zhou Miao was completely busy, the school had exams here, and there were still samples for the Spring Festival Gala, and the whole person was busy with his feet not touching the ground.

After finishing the last solfeggio ear training, Zhou Miao finally breathed a sigh of relief and finally had a holiday!

"Brother Miao, the class dinner in the evening, come and participate together when you have time." The squad leader came over and said.

Zhou Miao smiled apologetically: "I'm afraid it won't work today, I still have to work when I go back at night, and I'll ask everyone to rub it together after the holiday." ”

The squad leader was a little regretful when he heard this, but he also expressed his understanding, at the end of the year, the artists are very busy, and someone like Zhou Miao who is so popular must be even busier.

"Okay, that's it."

Back in the office, Zhou Miao went into the recording studio, the rehearsal for the Spring Festival Gala has begun, if he can't catch up with the next two rounds of rehearsals, then he can basically pack up and go home for the New Year.

It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that the song sample was finished, and at this time Zhou Miao was already sleepy, so he sent the sample to Director Wang Libin's mailbox, and Zhou Miao didn't go home, and fell asleep in the lounge.

At seven o'clock the next morning, Zhou Miao was woken up by the phone, it was Director Wang Libin calling, and asked in a vague tone: "Hey?" ”

"Hello? Xiao Zhou, I listened to the song, okay! Very energetic! I think it's okay, but I think the arrangement is still a little rough, you can improve it again, I'll help you find the musician, let's make it a little more majestic, it must be shocking, shocking do you understand......"

Wang Libin was talking about the boiling blood, and on the other end, Zhou Miao's mobile phone fell on the quilt, his mouth was open, and he fell asleep with his mouth open, and saliva flowed down the corner of his mouth full of pillows.

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Hu San walked into Zhou Miao's house with a heavy suitcase, her tired little face was flushed, and she kept panting, Zhou Miao hurriedly poured her a cup of hot water.

"No, what are you doing with so many things on a winter vacation?" Zhou Miao really didn't understand these girls.

Hu San opened the suitcase as if offering treasure, "You don't understand, here are all the souvenirs I bought, and I can't buy them in Suzhou, and I also prepared one for your parents, na!" ”

Zhou Miao squatted down and flipped through casually, "Little fool, these things are used by locals to pit outsiders when they are tired of eating, and they are called local specialties, and you still treat them as treasures." ”

Hu San frowned: "Is that so?" I think the number of likes on the ugly group is very high. ”

"That thing has no credibility at all, haven't you heard of the lack of food in Beijing? Do you remember the bean juice we drank the day after we came to Beijing? ”

As soon as he mentioned the bean juice, Hu San felt an itchy throat: "Okay, okay, don't say it, I have an impression." ”

She sat on the sofa dejectedly: "Then I bought everything, I can't waste it, if no one eats it, I will eat them all myself." ”

After sitting for a while, she asked, "Are you sure you won't go back for the New Year?" ”

Zhou Miao nodded: "Well, the song review has been passed, and I will have to rehearse for the next month, and I will go back in the second year of junior high school." ”

"Well, I wanted to go back with you." Hu San is a little regretful, but Zhou Miao has something to do, and she understands.

Zhou Miao pressed her forehead, "Good, I'll look for you when I go back." ”

Early the next morning, Zhou Miao asked the driver to drive another car from the company to send Hu San to the airport, and he came to the Spring Festival Gala studio by himself.

"Hey! Zhou Miao! ”

The voice is very familiar, Zhou Miao looked back, it was actually Huang Chengxi, I didn't expect him to be there, the relationship between the two has been good since "Breaking the Peak", and there is often contact.

"You're there too, what's the show?" Zhou Miao said with a smile.

Huang Chengxi sighed helplessly: "It was originally a sketch, but the show was cut, and now I am inserted into the poetry recitation, what about you." ”

"I'm not as versatile as you, I'm still in the old business, and I'm here for the first time today." Zhou Miao said.

"Come on, who doesn't know that you are a happy comedian on the run, and it's really a shame that you don't go to the sketch." Huang Chengxi said with a grin.

"Gan, you're my black fan."

After a short time, the participants of the Spring Festival Gala arrived one after another, and the rehearsals of the programs began rapidly, the Spring Festival Gala lasted nearly four and a half hours, and there were dozens of programs, large and small, in fact, the number of rehearsals was much more than the final broadcast programs.

In the process of rehearsal, the chief director will constantly consider the effect of each show, once he feels that the effect is not good, the show will be killed immediately, and even if you pass all the rehearsals, the show will survive to the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, which does not necessarily mean that it is stable.

If there is a program in front of it that overtime, the later program will definitely be cut off, and it seems that the Spring Festival Gala of singing and dancing is leveling, and there is a lot of bitterness behind it.

It is precisely because of such a cruel elimination mechanism that in each round of rehearsal, the artists will perform it as if it were a formal performance.

But sometimes it's not your hard work and hard work that can succeed, Zhou Miao saw with his own eyes that halfway through a show on stage, director Wang Libin suddenly stopped, and went on stage to say a few words to the actors.

The distance was a little far, and I couldn't hear what Director Wang Libin was saying, but I saw that the expressions of those actors collapsed instantly, but in the end, I had no choice but to pack up my things and leave.

Zhou Miao understood that another show had been killed.

Soon, it was Zhou Miao's turn to rehearse on stage, and there were dozens of musicians on stage with him, with all kinds of national musical instruments.

Before starting the performance, director Wang Libin came over and said: "Xiao Zhou, the rehearsal of your show mainly depends on the performance of the musical instrument teachers, as for you, I tell you the truth, all singing programs will be fake singing to prevent accidents." ”

Lip-synch...... Zhou Miao understands Director Wang Libin's prudent decision, after all, the stage of the Spring Festival Gala is too important, and every step cannot be wrong.

But he finally had the opportunity to stand on the big stage of the Spring Festival Gala, but he was a little unacceptable to lip-synching.

Zhou Miao shook her head: "Director Wang, I can't accept this fake singing, I don't care what other singers do, not fake singing is my bottom line." ”

Wang Libin had a headache, "Xiao Zhou, you have to understand me, the Spring Festival Gala is different from other galas, there is no room for mistakes, and the people of the whole country are watching it at that time, you said that if you run a tune or something, it will not be a shame." ”

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of being embarrassed, which singer dares to say that he hasn't sung out of tune, besides, isn't there a delay in the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala, I'll record a version in advance, and if I go out of tune, you will cut the recording directly, don't you think it?" Zhou Miao proposed.

Wang Libin grabbed his hair in annoyance when he heard this, Zhou Miao was right, the Spring Festival Gala said that it was a live broadcast, but there was actually a delay of about seven seconds, just to deal with emergencies.

Seeing that Zhou Miao was determined to sing, Wang Libin had no choice but to promise him first, "Then you have to practice hard, don't show your cowardice when the time comes." ”

"You put a hundred hearts!" Seeing that Wang Libin agreed, Zhou Miao replied happily.