In 2011, the overall rating of the Spring Festival Gala was 31.04%, and the overall market share reached 65%.

No matter how much you complain or how bad it is, the Spring Festival Gala is still an indispensable activity for most people.

Young people like to play mahjong, cards, and mobile phones......

However, they will always subconsciously turn on the TV, even if they don't watch it, just listen to it.

Not for anything else, just to be lively at home, and it's good to be a background sound.

And this year's Spring Festival Gala ......

Those hands rubbing mahjong subconsciously stopped.

One pass ten, ten pass hundreds, one hundred pass thousands......

Everyone picked up their phones almost at the same time and shook them violently at [WeChat].

When the red envelope is shaken......

Countless people excitedly called for friends and shared all kinds of ......

An amazing fission!

It's raging at incredible speed, frantically.

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Sketches, cross talk, singing and dancing......

One program after another, as if watching the flowers, gradually passed by.

The Spring Festival Gala scene was lively and noisy......

Backstage of the Spring Festival Gala, the string in Ha Wenliang's heart has always been tight.

His eyes were fixed on the CSM National Gauge.

31.4，31.5，31.6……

has surpassed the ratings of the 2011 Spring Festival Gala!

There was excitement, but in addition to the excitement, the string in my heart collapsed tighter and tighter.

Liu Chungen is about to go on stage, although the rehearsals before the Spring Festival Gala have made Liu Chungen familiar with the general environment of the Spring Festival Gala, but until the last moment, no one knows what will happen to Liu Chungen.

That's the big stage that 1.4 billion people across the country are paying attention to!

The imprint of the mason has always been deeply engraved in Ha Wenliang's heart, and the more he reaches this moment, the more nervous Ha Wenliang becomes.

In previous years' Spring Festival Gala, all of them sang [recorded] good music, and this year's Spring Festival Gala, the rest of the singers are still recorded, but the singers designated by Zhang Sheng ......

Ha Wenliang argued with reason, repeatedly refuted, and even all the directors of the director team chose to persuade Zhang Sheng.

What does it mean to sing?

It means that the singer must make no mistakes from beginning to end, it means too many uncontrollable factors, and it means that he has to bet on a mason.

However, it is useless, he, the chief director, does not have any decision-making power at all in some matters, and some projects have even become Zhang Sheng's Yiyan Hall for a time, and his role is more like a miscellaneous one.

"It's about to start, is the equipment commissioned?"

"Debugged!"

"Good! Are the lights ready? ”

"Ready!"

"Alright, all units ready!"

“……”

Ha Wenliang no longer looks at the ratings of the CSM National Gauge, which is skyrocketing.

At this moment, his eyes are only on the stage, and he tirelessly tells those staff over and over again on the walkie-talkie that they must record all kinds of equipment to the best state.

Time kept ticking by, Ha Wenliang couldn't help but wipe the sweat on his forehead again, and looked at the singer passage backstage, he saw Liu Chungen wearing an ordinary jacket and silently walked out of the lounge.

He wanted to step forward to say a few words, but saw Zhang Sheng walking out of another office.

Liu Chungen's figure about to come to the stage stopped slightly.

Ha Wenliang subconsciously quickened his pace, but he heard ......

"Did you eat well?"

"Good!"

"How about resting?"

"Good!"

"How's the mood......

"Good!"

"Are you ready for the whole country to remember you?"

"Ready!"

"Go ahead!"

"Good!"

It was a very simple, very short conversation.

Ha Wenliang stared at Liu Chungen, but found that Liu Chungen's face was very calm......

But it's not right, under that calm expression, Ha Wenliang keenly felt that there was a flame in Liu Chungen's body, which was burning with bursts of strong emotions.

He saw Zhang Sheng patting his shoulder, and then watched Liu Chungen walk onto the stage step by step.

"Mr. Zhang, he ......"

"Do you want to see magic?"

“？？？”

He looked at Zhang Sheng, who was staring at the stage with a smile.

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The lights dimmed.

Liu Chungen stood in the slowly rising elevator, and a breeze blew, making Liu Chungen feel a little chilly.

For a moment, the endless darkness seemed to envelop it, and the sense of loneliness overflowed instantly, and then it continued to permeate the surroundings.

Short-term fear and short-term uneasiness still affect Liu Chungen's mind, and the boundless tension has always accumulated in his heart.

The lights get brighter.

Liu Chungen was so bright that he was dazzling for a while, when he gradually showed half of his head, and saw countless devices shining on him, and countless pairs of eyes staring at the moment, all his emotions turned into ashes at this moment, he hugged the guitar tightly, felt the temperature on the guitar, and gently touched the strings......

He closed his eyes and felt his body gradually ascend, then stopped, and also felt the noise in his ears, and the slight accompaniment, slowly ringing.

The poor living conditions, the barren material provisions, the scolding that was poked in the backbone, the doubts and ridicule from all sides......

Everything has never extinguished his dedication and love for music, as if imprinted in his bones, and the stubbornness in the depths of his soul supports him to move forward step by step.

And then......

He walked onto this stage.

[I still remember the spring many years ago.]

I hadn't cut my long hair yet

No credit card and no her

Home ...... without 24-hour hot water】

He opened his eyes.

The moment your hand touches the strings of the guitar, countless sounds and all emotions are integrated into the lyrics.

As he spoke, in that moment, the lights on the stage enveloped his whole body, bathing him in the most brilliant position, and attracting all attention.

And the big screens behind him, accompanied by his voice, suddenly lit up one by one.

In the audience, the young people who were grabbing red envelopes were stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked up at Liu Chungen.

They heard a hoarseness, as if in the wilderness, a roar that was not too loud rose in their ears.

The leaders' expressions gradually changed from smiles to seriousness, and they listened carefully to the lonely figure on the stage......

He watched as the figure began to roar, a cry that tore through a brief moment of numbness.

Behind the screen......

Silent videos and silent photos flashed one after another.

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"This song ......"

The previous Spring Festival Gala.

Everything is festive, everyone is reunited, they are making dumplings, and they are chatting about all kinds of festive things.

And this year's Spring Festival Gala is not only so happy on the clouds......

In front of the TV.

Those young people who were frantically grabbing red envelopes and shaking their tendons so painful that they subconsciously raised their heads the moment they heard the sound on the TV.

Several middle-aged people who were playing mahjong and smoking cigarettes also subconsciously looked at the TV......

……

They saw that in the picture, Liu Chungen raised his head and roared hysterically.

In a roar, they saw a video that was passing in front of everyone's eyes......

That video is the [Hongyuan Decoration] of Zengjin City......

Countless black and oppressive migrant workers surrounded the background of [Hongyuan Decoration], some roared, some screamed, some red-faced, and some knelt on the ground and kept pleading......

[If one day I have nothing to rely on

Please leave me in that time

If one day I quietly leave

Please bury me in this spring! 】

Accompanied by Liu Chungen's hoarse roar, faces under the camera, telling one by one desperate voices.

There was a slight uneasiness in his voice, as if he was an unnoticed individual in the big era.

The news headlines of 09 years have appeared in front of all the audience.

[There are those who are for their daughter's tuition], [There are those who have worked hard for three years and have been paid], [There are those who have paid all the money, but they were defrauded in the end]......

See this scene......

【Bird's Nest International Hotel】.

The old employees of [Hongyuan Decoration], and now the department leaders of [Bird's Nest Decoration] can't help but moisten their eyes.

Three years have passed.

But everything seems to have been yesterday......

The picture gives Liu Chungen a brief close-up, and then the close-up is overwhelmed by the crowd.

The camera flashed again, flashing to a brief picture, in which the former [Hongyuan Decoration] was smashed and smashed to pieces......

In the picture, a signboard of a decoration company called [Bird's Nest Decoration] is hung......

The renovation company started small, and it was full of dilapidated things, and from time to time someone ran to the door, and from time to time someone was accusing......

Li Bin's figure didn't know when he appeared in the camera, persuading customers over and over again, and reassuring over and over again......

During that time, the lights of the [Bird's Nest Decoration] were turned on over and over again both day and night.

Under the camera, Liu Chungen's figure is constantly in the dusty and muddy construction site, working hard with everyone to pick up the lost reputation little by little......

Dirty body, but strong back, in the most exhausting moment, when night fell, when everyone slept on the construction site, he held the guitar, and the figure of constantly playing and singing with his co-workers turned into fragments, lingering under the camera, it seemed to be one of their few entertainments......

In a photograph of the flowers, the once dilapidated, the ruins, the once dirty and messy, gradually become spacious, bright and tidy......

Three years, in the blink of an eye.

In the singing, some figures gradually disappeared, some became leaders, some people went abroad in the singing, and continued one project after another abroad, bringing the Chinese decorative architectural culture to foreign countries, and some people still stayed in China and continued to stand on the front line......

in a photo.

A [decoration company] has gone from being dilapidated to the extreme, to gradually standing up, to getting bigger and bigger......

……………………

Ma Yunhua's expression gradually became wonderful.

This person......

It seems that they are using the MV of the Spring Festival Gala to advertise their decoration company!

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