Chapter 424: New Year’s Eve (please collect, recommend, and monthly tickets)
Chapter 424 New Year’s Eve (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)
The time came to 8:30, and the host said what Xu Chuan heard was an embarrassing line-up, "... let's invite Girls' Generation."
“Coming, coming.” Grandma Xu took out her reading glasses, put them on, and stared at the TV seriously.
This is his granddaughter's program. Almost everyone in the Xu family, including the chef, gathered in front of the TV. Although the old man said it was meaningless, he secretly moved forward.
The music started playing, and a group of backup dancers and Girls' Generation appeared on the ugly stage. Xu Chuan almost laughed. This stage design was definitely a kickback.
The width of the shoulder pole and the length of the bench
The pole wants to be tied to the bench
…
“Are you lazy? Why did you write a tongue twister and write it wrong?” Mr. Xu looked at Xu Chuan and expressed his dissatisfaction.
“Don’t make any noise.” The old lady spoke, and no one dared to disobey.
Marilyn in London bought a cheongsam for her mother
Moscowsky fell in love with beef gnocchi
…
The RAP part of this song is really difficult to sing. Xu Chuan knew that the three of them had been recording it for a long time. Wang Yuanlin had tried his best to perfect the arrangement part, but the time was really tight and there seemed to be room for improvement.
But this song is also very fun. Xu Chuan can already imagine the audience in front of the TV, starting to follow the three girls and tell tongue twisters, just like these few in his family.
However, Xu Chuan’s favorite is the phrase ‘What a smart Chinese, what a beautiful Chinese’. He believes that this meme will become popular here.
Until the last two sentences, the whole world is learning Chinese
Confucius’ words are becoming more and more international
The whole world is speaking Chinese
What we say makes the world listen carefully
It instantly ignited the whole audience. If the audience before was still acting, then the applause and cheers at this time are definitely from the heart.
Mr. Xu showed a satisfied expression, "Well, not bad." Everyone in the room laughed.
“When will Xiaowen and the others come home? Let’s cook dumplings.”
“I said I’ll be back after the show, I guess I’ll be home soon.” CCTV is not far from here, and there will be no traffic jams now.
“Then let’s cook dumplings.”, the old lady made the final decision.
The tradition of New Year's Eve dinner in the north is dumplings. No matter how luxurious the other dishes are, dumplings are indispensable. If you are in Jinmen, you have to make a separate vegetarian version, which means that the next year will be vegetarian and quiet.
“Don’t cook mine, I’ll take some away.” Xu Chuan had already had the dumplings frozen, and there was also a separate dish, and there was a person waiting for him over there.
“Going to a friend’s house again?” Aunt Zhuo Qiujun looked at him meaningfully.
“Well, she is alone in the capital, so she cannot celebrate the New Year by herself.”
“Then it’s okay if you bring someone home.”
“If she doesn’t come, what can I do?”
‘Huh’, two little kids who looked almost exactly the same. They were his aunt’s twins, and they hadn’t even gone to elementary school yet.
"Don't learn from cross talk talkers, or you won't learn well." These two unlucky children are even more troublesome than Lu Xuan.
"You are not the same. My mother showed us a video of you talking about cross talk when she was in school." The boss was a girl and avoided Xu Chuan's hand that was about to put on her head.
Xu Chuan had a dark look on his face, which was his own dark history, "Hurry up and set off your fireworks." At this time, the capital city had not yet banned fireworks.
“Brother, Happy New Year.” Wu Wei looked at the fireworks somewhere outside the window and called Wu Jiang.
“Don’t worry, I’m having a good time here.”
"Of course not, he originally wanted to take me to his home, but I refused." Wu Wei explained.
After saying a few words, the doorbell rang, "I won't tell you anymore, someone is here, maybe the meal I ordered has arrived."
Opening the door, Xu Chuan was holding the lunch box he had brought with him in one hand and the takeout ordered by Wu Wei in the other. “Wouldn’t it be too miserable to eat takeout during the Chinese New Year?”, he joked with a smile.
“Didn’t I tell you that you don’t have to come over?”
"Hey, woman, you are just telling the truth. If I really don't come, I don't know how someone will feel sorry for himself." Xu Chuan entered the house, walked into the kitchen with familiarity, took out a pot and boiled water, "And I'm afraid of you Brother, fight with me.”
“Who are you? I don’t know how.” He said it, but he couldn’t hide the smile on his face. “I listened to Dong Qin’s song, it’s very nice.”
“Hey, just write whatever you want.”
“Hmm, why are you so powerful?”
Just as the two were cooking dumplings to prepare for the New Year, the song "Chinese" became more and more popular as the Spring Festival Gala progressed, and was discussed everywhere in major forums.
“When did Girls’ Generation’s song change? Isn’t the wind blowing?”
“You are not paying enough attention to the above. The program for the Spring Festival Gala has been changed a long time ago.”
“But it sounds good. I have already made our children start to recite tongue twisters.”
“The Spring Festival Gala finally did something right.”
“Look at the lyrics and music, it’s still Xu Chuan, which great **** is this?”
“Another one who doesn’t use the Internet, that’s Xu Ziwen’s brother, okay?”
“But it’s strange that the Spring Festival Gala program team dared to release the lyrics, ‘The whole world is speaking Chinese, and what we say makes the world listen carefully.’”
“Whatever, domineering.”
“As a person in the industry, the reason is very simple. The program team does not dare to change it.”
“Nowadays, all cats and dogs dare to say that they are insiders.”
“Sabi, can you find any negative news about Girls’ Generation? There are no official press releases. Think about why.”
“I don’t care about this. I just want to know where I can download it. I want to loop the single.”
Countless people discovered that there were no resources online except low-definition videos, and then there was a rush of people begging for a new album.
The temporary trolls of UC Media are working overtime. Unlike others, they are thinking of ways to reduce the popularity of Girls’ Generation while focusing everyone’s attention on the songs.
A group of people are sitting in the office, and one person controls N accounts at the same time. Although those who are celebrating the New Year cannot go home, these people are very motivated because Zhou Hao gave them five times their salary.
In the conference room, there was a meal ordered from the hotel, which was probably better than what we had at home. UC Media’s benefits were so good that even the leaders complained. The overtime pay was not only in accordance with national standards, but also much higher. This made many employees People are planning to switch jobs.
“Lao Li, this list is interesting. I’ve never seen it done like this. If Girls’ Generation really has a background, shouldn’t it be based on this aspect to make it popular?”
Of course there are alternative ones, such as background, saying that you are from the red generation and how your family is doing.
“That’s what we do. We still don’t understand that those people who talk about it every day are all pretending to be big-tailed eagles.”
“Yes, but I have a little tidbit. Do you know that the famous paparazzi Han Jiang was arrested by Guo Jie?”
"What do you mean?", a group of people all looked over. Han Jiang is known as the number one paparazzi in China. He was the one who broke the scandals of many celebrities in the past two years.
"It is said that he ran into the community where Xu Ziwen lived and was arrested. After that, many media were warned." The speaker was very proud. This matter was very secret. It was impossible for the person involved to tell the outside world. It was just him. My friend is from Han Jiang Studio, so I let him know a little bit.
(End of this chapter)