On Chinese New Year's Eve, Hao Yun and An Xiaoxi received a notice that it was time to lip-sync.

Well, it's also known as lip-syncing (Note 1).

The Spring Festival Gala has a long history of lip-to-lip singing, and the decade from 1983 to 1993 is the decade of the Spring Festival Gala lip-synching.

It was not until 1994 that Luculent took over the Spring Festival Gala, and he put forward the concept of "real singing", saying that "real singing must be used to replace fake singing, so that art can be restored to the original realm." ”

However, since it is really sung, the selection of singers must be quite strict, but it was not the singers who were screened out that year, but the queen of heaven.

In fact, the princess in 1994 was already very popular, and the interview GIF on the Internet in which she said with a confident and shy smile that she was "the biggest trouble is that she is too popular" was in 1994.

In the Spring Festival Gala in 1995 and 1996, there were real singing and fake singing, generally national singers really singing, actors and pop singers fake singing.

In 1997, the year was special, and Yuan Dewang asked all the people to lip-synch.

The 1998 Spring Festival Gala was the highest rated session in the 90s, and after four years, the princess who was brushed off for her real singing last time appeared on the Spring Festival Gala and sang falsetto with the eagle.

In 1999, it was a real singing, Mei Yanfang was out of tune many times, and she cried when she returned to the backstage after singing.

Therefore, Hong Kong singers are not much better than mainland singers.

Because of Mei Yanfang's affairs, the Spring Festival Gala in 2000 and 2001 were all lip-synching.

In 2002, real singing appeared in the Spring Festival Gala again, and coincidentally, Cui Jian launched a vigorous real singing movement that year, and many well-known singers signed it, but Naying made it clear that he was against it at the time, because Cui Jian had specifically pointed out that Naying was lip-syncing.

So in 2002, it was part lip-synching and part real singing.

Folk songs are mainly sung in real terms, popular songs are mainly sung in falset-to-gus, mainland singers are mainly sung in real songs, and Hong Kong and Taiwan singers are mainly sung in falset-to-mouth.

Of course, mainland singers have lived up to the trust of the chief director, such as Siqingerile's singing can be described as a serious car accident.

Later, in 2003 and 2004, the audience resumed lip-syncing.

In 2003, Lin Yilian made her debut in the Spring Festival Gala performance "At Least There Are You", and in 2004, Jay Chou made her debut in the Spring Festival Gala to perform "Dragon Fist", all of which were lip-synching.

The 2005 Spring Festival Gala was a very special year, because the director of this year was Luculent, the director who first proposed the "Spring Festival Gala True Singing Concept" in 1994.

But in fact, the 2005 Spring Festival Gala was a "Spring Festival Gala with fake singing under the banner of real singing".

Luculent's explanation for this is that as long as it is sung by a real person, it is considered to be a real singing. That is to say, when a singer lip-syncs when performing, as long as it is his own voice, it is not lip-synching, and someone else sings for you, then it is called lip-synching.

This year, the 2006 Spring Festival Gala, directed by Luculent again.

Because of the protection of this "tolerant definition of lip-syncing", all the singing and dancing programs that took the stage this year were all required to lip-synching without any suspense.

Hao Yun and An Xiaoxi are no exception.

What to do?

For the sake of justice, it is necessary to stand up?

Pull it down.

Hao Yun is sleek like a yellow eel, and he was born in the countryside, but he has no so-called "sense of justice", it is impossible for him to get to this point.

No matter how much you open it, it's useless for birds.

I had lip-synced before rehearsals, so Hao Yun and An Xiaoxi didn't have any pressure.

Not even as nervous as Aunt Liu and Grandma Liu.

They sat under the stage, waiting for Hao Yun and An Xiaoxi to come to the stage, feeling uneasy in their hearts.

What if Xi Xi stepped on her skirt and fell?

What if I'm so nervous that I cry?

The people in Haojiazhuang are calmer than them, because the people in Haojiazhuang don't know what real singing and fake singing is, and they don't know what pressure Hao Yun and An Xiaoxi have on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala.

They only know one thing:

Hao Yun is awesome!

Hao!

At the age of twenty-eight, he began to sing big operas, and all the towns and villages came to watch the play.

The gathering of people has attracted many small stalls and vendors.

Directly formed a lively "temple fair", and when Chinese New Year's Eve arrived, everyone stayed in front of the TV, just waiting for Hao Yun, the tiger of Haojiazhuang, to appear.

After Hao Yun led An Xiaoxi to the stage, the whole village fell into cheers.

It's like an ancestral tomb is on fire.

It was the Spring Festival Gala.

As for the little girl led by Hao Yun.

Don't say anything, except for being thin and looking at it and not knowing whether it's good or not, the main thing is a beautiful.

The first time Hao Yun appeared on TV before, it was Zhou Xun who took him to shoot a shampoo commercial.

made Zhou Xun successfully promoted to the first female star of Haojiazhuang, and shouted for Hao Yun to marry home.

Looking at it now, it seems that Zhou Xun can also do without.

This little girl is obviously better looking today.

Sing with us Yunyun station, all kinds of jackals, tigers and leopards...... Oh no, it's a talented woman.

By the time Hao Yun's show was over, the entire Haojia Village was plunged into a sea of fireworks.

The village paid for the purchase of a large number of fireworks and firecrackers, which were ignited by the children at this moment to celebrate the complete success of Hao Yun's Spring Festival Gala performance.

"This daughter-in-law is not bad!"

gathered at Hao Yun's house, looking at the big color TV in his house, the aunts and aunts in the village surrounded Hao Yun's mother, and patted their ass.

Look at the Hao Yun family now, and I don't know how much money I make outside.

The chocolate that is rare for everyone to eat is packed in a sack, and anyone can eat it as they like, so it doesn't matter if you grab a handful and put it in your pocket.

Not to mention ordinary snacks such as melon seeds.

There are also fruits such as oranges and cantaloupe, which can also be shown off in the stomach.

"It's not a daughter-in-law, it's a colleague......" Hao's mother couldn't control her facial expression, grinning so much that her cheeks hurt, but she still weakly explained.

"It's not that my daughter-in-law is still holding hands, I remember seeing the two of them kiss before."

The eldest aunt in the village immediately questioned it.

"Oh, they're actors, that's all normal, they're from the city......" seems to be a justification, but in fact it is completely persuaded.

This rabbit cub must have been a girl in the bed.

"What's wrong with the people in the city, our two dogs are also from the city now, ouch, it's Yunyun, and Yunyun is also from the city."

accidentally called Hao Yun's "milk name".

Hao's father and Hao's mother had a child on Hao Yun, but unfortunately it was gone before the confinement was born.

In order to prevent God from coming to pick up people again, he gave the second child a cheap name called Ergouzi.

Of course, Hao Yun is a little older and doesn't allow others to call himself that, he corrects others very seriously, saying that his big name is Hao Yun and his little name is Yunyun.

"Alas, Yunyun has grown up, and I don't know what he thinks in his heart."

Hao's mother sighed.

I am happy that the girls Hao Yun comes into contact with are so beautiful, which makes her very face-saving.

I'm worried that the girls in the city won't get along.

Such a beautiful girl, her own son must not be fascinated, and he will definitely only listen to others when the time comes.

Elbow out......

"Yunyun's mother, we have a relative in our family, and I also found a person from the city, and they dislike the lack of a bath at home, and they also dislike the dry toilet ......" A little aunt was alarmist.

"How to go to the toilet is also particular, how clean their toilet can be!" This group of eight women gathered together, it must be a short time among all kinds of parents.

"As the saying goes, if you are in the city, Yunyun's mother will suffer in the rest of her life, so it is better to find a rural one, rural people are affordable, and they can do everything for laundry and cooking, unlike girls in the city who come to open their hands and eat to open their mouths."

"Yes, looking for a girl in the city, Yunyun's mother still has to serve others."

"Yunyun's mother, if you want to find a rural daughter-in-law for Yunyun, my second aunt's granddaughter is the most suitable......"

"The one from your second aunt's family is divorced!"

"Divorced people know that it hurts!"

"What level is Yunyun now, you introduce a second marriage, chocolate blocked your heart, didn't you?"

Quarrels, persuasions, how can it be lively.

Hao's mother is already used to it.

These eight women don't have a fuel-efficient lamp.

Fortunately, if there is anything that needs help, such as harvesting crops and planting the land, these women are really helping with the work.

So, whatever they want.

However, the speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional, and the dry toilet at home is indeed unhygienic.

The little girl in the city must not be used to it.

Hurry up and find someone in the town to see how to renovate and get an indoor bathroom.

The air conditioner is also installed with a ......

No, just pack a few more, I heard that that thing has cold wind in summer and hot wind in winter.

Hao Yun gave them some money if he had nothing to do.

They don't have much to spend money on, and they have already saved hundreds of thousands.

If the child is angry and brings back a daughter-in-law from the city, the family can't hold back.

After Hao Yun and An Xiaoxi's performance, they slipped off the stage and continued to watch the Spring Festival Gala with Aunt Liu and Grandma Liu.

Until the end of the Spring Festival Gala, they went back to their respective homes.

The feedback from the Spring Festival Gala the next day was overwhelming.

There are those who say good, and there are those who say bad.

In fact, since the birth of the Spring Festival Gala, there has been no such thing as national praise.

It's just that at that time, people had access to fewer entertainment items, and the Spring Festival Gala was a spiritual feast.

In the past, I used to watch a Spring Festival Gala all year round, but now I can basically see different forms of gala on TV every week.

As everyone sees more and the level of appreciation improves, it is becoming more and more difficult to satisfy everyone's appetite for the Spring Festival Gala.

But the Spring Festival Gala is a tradition, if it is not held in any year, maybe most people will still be reluctant.

In this year's Spring Festival Gala, it is generally believed that old faces are tired of watching.

There are only a few new faces that make people's eyes shine, and the appearance of Hao Yun and An Xiaoxi has made many young people feel comforted by aesthetics.

Enron Wu Chao's CP fans are especially happy.

Because there are a large number of passers-by who recognize this pair of CPs on the Internet.

The things you like, others think are good, and happiness is so simple.

After the Spring Festival Gala, everyone began to visit relatives and friends in the new year.

Jiang Wen also tried his best for Hao Yun, a closed disciple, leaving Zhou Yun, a pot-bellied woman who was eight months pregnant, and taking Hao Yun everywhere to visit the bigwigs in the capital.

"Go to the third master's house." Jiang Wen motioned for his assistant to drive.

"Jiang Shuxiao, have you seen Ma Zhitu?" Hao Yun sat next to Jiang Wen, now that the Spring Festival Gala has ended, he finally decided to gradually spread out the script of "Let the Bullets Fly" in front of Jiang Wen.

It is impossible to take it out directly, even if it is taken out, Jiang Wen will change it beyond recognition, and he will feel uncomfortable if he doesn't change it.

It's better to guide the topic little by little, and gradually form a script suitable for Jiang Wen.

"I've seen some, I don't remember much, maybe it's been a long time." Jiang Wen didn't know why Hao Yun mentioned this.

But it's not surprising.

The two often talk about the world together, not limited to movies, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, and they are all topics at their fingertips.

"I've been reading "The Complete Works of Ma Zhitu" recently, and there are a lot of interesting stories in it."

"Oh, do you have any inspiration?" Jiang Wen was immediately interested.

Hao Yun's "created" scripts are often discussed with Jiang Wen, and his "Regiment Leader" clearly states "why did we almost lose the country, and why did we not lose the country", which was strongly affirmed by Jiang Wen.

was able to find a father for "The Leader", and Jiang Wen also helped a lot.

"At the moment there are just a few ideas, and I'm looking at this story." Hao Yun took out the book.

"Ten Tales of the Night" is a long story, but it is only more than 300,000 words, and "The Story of a Thief of Officials" is one of them, and the number of words is even less.

Jiang Wen quickly browsed it and gave his own evaluation.

"It's a good story, it's just a little ordinary."

The story prototype of "The Story of the Thief" seems to be unremarkable today after the drastic changes in the cultural environment, and in today's consumer culture, the legendary story of a civilian hero and a hero in the green forest can no longer arouse the pride of modern people.

The framework of the story is not complicated, telling the story of an ignorant teenager's family who was persecuted to death by the big landlords and gentry at that time.

And the tragic return at the end of the story - the murder of "Zhang Muzhi" - is expected.

Such a tragic ending is undoubtedly more in line with the irony of the work, and it can be said to be more exaggerated to achieve the purpose of compassion and warning to the world.

Of course, the story is just a skin, and the flesh and blood in the skin is the spiritual core of the work.

"Does the story matter?" Hao Yun asked rhetorically.

Jiang Wen thought for a moment and asked, "Isn't the story important?" ”

"Which of your movies is important?" Hao Yun said unceremoniously.

Jiang Wen suddenly fell silent.

"That's what I think, if this story is adapted......" Hao Yun began to briefly say some of his thoughts.

Jiang Wen's eyes became brighter and brighter when he heard it.

What Hao Yun said just now is very direct, the story is not important, what matters is what to put in the story.

Of course, the story is not important in relative terms.

The two chatted for a while and then arrived at the door of Han Sanping's house.

"Why don't you go back?" Jiang Wen suddenly didn't want to go to Han Sanping to pay New Year's greetings, Han Sanping was slimy, and he didn't know when he would come out again when he entered this door.

"This ...... Not so good. Hao Yun was dumbfounded.

"He doesn't lack me for a New Year's greeting, some people give him a New Year's greeting, go!" Jiang Wen waved his hand, and the assistant who knew him well turned around directly.

"Why don't you give us a phone call and explain?" Hao Yun felt that if he saw Han Sanping banning Jiang Wen one day, he would not feel strange.

Han Sanping is indeed not short of people to visit.

But when they heard that Jiang Wen was coming, they turned down the appointment of everyone else, prepared a table of dishes, and brewed the best tea......

As a result.

I'm sorry, I just arrived at your doorstep and suddenly didn't want to go in.

What's the difference between this and getting to the stage of sending people to the door, and then lifting up your pants and turning around and leaving.