Chapter 866: Performance (please collect, recommend, and monthly tickets)
Chapter 866 Performance (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)
The banquet has already begun at Xu Chuan's house. "Xiao Qing, I haven't seen her for many years, and now I don't dare to recognize her." Xu Chuan's eldest aunt Zhuo Qiujun looked at the girl named Xia Wanqing in front of her. (Don’t pay too much attention to ancient idol dramas, the plot is not important)
Xia Wanqing had a polite smile on her face, "Aunt Zhuo must remember me when I was a child."
Zhuo Qiujun liked her generous appearance very much, "It's normal for a woman to change her age."
Their family of three came to the capital to celebrate the New Year. Of course, Xia Wanqing's parents had told her the purpose of their visit and asked her to behave well.
However, she herself didn't agree with it very much. She had indeed seen Xu Chuan when she was a child, but she had no memory of him. It was difficult to associate the person who wrote such great songs with him.
And who knows what he has become now. His father’s purpose is very utilitarian. He must not have considered his daughter’s happiness.
Seeing her father sitting with Uncle Xu, talking and laughing, and her mother, who was usually extremely powerful but now extremely flattering to several female family members of the Xu family, Xia Wanqing still felt a little resentful in her heart. of.
"Old man, please excuse me this year." Xia Zhenglang picked up his wine glass and stood up respectfully. His wife and daughter did the same, said a few auspicious words to Mr. Xu, and then drank the wine.
Mr. Xu waved his hand, "You guys sit down, our family doesn't have so many rules."
The old lady sitting on the side smiled kindly, "Yes, our Jiwu and his son can't come back this year, and Hongxia's family also went back to her parents-in-law's house to celebrate the New Year. It will be more lively if you can come."
Xia Zhenglang knew this was a polite comment, but to be honest, he really didn't expect to be sitting here. This matter would really keep him busy for decades.
After more than ten years of hard work, he is indeed rich now, but in China, only a handful of people can sit with this family on the New Year's Day, which is not something that can be done with money.
"Lao Xia, what a pity..." Mr. Xu looked at the other person and sighed with emotion, and Xia Zhenglang knew that he had benefited from his father who had just passed away.
As he got older, the old man missed the past things and people more and more. After hearing the news of the death of his old acquaintance, he sighed for several days before letting Xu Jiwen invite Xia Zhenglang and his family to come over as guests. Otherwise, this situation would really be impossible.
Zhuo Qiujun quickly changed the topic, pointed at the TV and said, "Our Xiaowen should be on the stage soon."
Zhang Qi looked at the time and nodded, "Well, it should be right after this skit."
Although Xia Zhenglang really wanted to mention his father and get closer to him, he also knew that this occasion was not appropriate. He also echoed on the side, "Yes, Xiaowen, I haven't seen him for many years. I didn't expect it to happen." A big star, many young people in our company are her fans.”
Zhang Qi smiled and said, "Don't say this in front of her, otherwise this girl's tail will be raised."
Xia Wanqing blinked her fox-like eyes and listened to their conversation. Although she had never seen this Xu Ziwen, he was still considered a celebrity. She was actually even more surprised that such a person would let Xu Ziwen go to the entertainment industry.
But she didn't think too much, music was coming from the TV, and Xia Wanqing hummed softly in her heart following the very familiar prelude.
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At this time, Xu Chuan was standing at the stage of the Spring Festival Gala. Xu Ziwen and three people had just stepped up. The two hosts stood opposite Xu Chuan and looked at each other. They had never seen anyone watching the Spring Festival Gala here with a fruit plate.
Xu Chuan felt the other person's eyes and handed over the glass lunch box containing the cut watermelon, "Try it?"
One of the women thanked her and shook her head. She didn’t dare to eat randomly. It would be troublesome if she wanted to go to the toilet. Besides, there was a camera filming the scene in the background.
But the man happily reached out and took a piece and put it in his mouth, "Oh, it's so sweet.", the guy praised.
Xuchuan was very happy that someone finally cooperated with him.
The performance on the stage has begun. To be honest, it is quite average in terms of professionalism, but the on-site effect is very good.
Xu Chuan can imagine that the current ratings should be at a high point. Many Girls' Generation fans are waiting for this time. Although this group, mainly young people, prefers to watch the Spring Festival Gala less and less, but for their favorite stars Really spare no effort to praise.
In fact, the highlight of the whole performance is the backup dancers. Xu Chuan said that the more than 20 long legs fit his aesthetic.
It didn’t take long, the two hosts were ready to go on stage again, and Girls’ Generation’s performance was about to end.
The audience erupted in a burst of applause and cheers, louder than any previous program.
Miss Xu jumped down from the stage without feeling tired at all.
“Brother, brother, how do I sing?”
Xu Chuan nodded in affirmation, "The lip syntax is very good, there are basically no flaws."
“Ha, hate it!”, Xu Ziwen expressed dissatisfaction, even if what the other party said was true.
Miss Xu’s scene was a disaster. How could Li Guanghu let them sing for real?
“Go and eat something, you must be hungry.” Xu Chuan patted the eldest lady on the head.
Gao Wen hid aside and didn't dare to look at him. Xu Chuan certainly couldn't tease him under such circumstances.
"Is your show about to start? We'll wait for you to go back together." Xu Ziwen asked. She had no intention of staying here until the bell rang.
“Morning.” Xu Chuan looked like he would rather die than die. It was just after 8:30 and there were still at least 40 minutes before his appearance time.
By this time, the host had finished speaking, and the next show was about to begin. This was indeed not the place to talk, so the three girls all returned to the lounge to have something to eat first.
After that, you can choose to sit in the audience or leave.
Li Guanghu looked at the real-time ratings and smiled like a chrysanthemum. Except for the language programs that everyone is most looking forward to, such as the popular sketches every year, no one has been so popular.
The current Spring Festival Gala has changed. In the past, whoever was popular was the most popular, but now it has begun to become more popular.
Even though the Spring Festival Gala can still maintain a ratings of more than 30%, it has begun to decline year by year, and the ratings are also declining.
It’s just a surrender, he just hopes not to surrender too much.
The party is still going on, but the atmosphere brought about by Girls' Generation has slowly subsided, and the comments on the Internet have begun to change from the previous hot discussion to the current ridicule.
Xu Chuan stood at the entrance of the stage and yawned. He was full and sleepy.
“Hey, if Jie was in Jinmen, he would have been knocked down by the audience below.” Xu Chuan looked at the two cross talkers on the stage and felt that he could carve out a three-bedroom apartment.
The two hosts didn’t know how to answer the call. They had heard the part about me going to the Spring Festival Gala before, and they honestly said that the person in front of them was really professional.
It's just that this matter is so ridiculous. Everyone in their station thought that Xu Chuan's program would definitely be taken down, and even Girls' Generation might be implicated, but in the end everyone seemed to act as if this matter didn't exist. .
The director team didn’t mention it, nor did the TV station’s upper management. It seemed like everyone had discussed it.
“Hey, why bother? If there are no new jokes, why not tell a few traditional ones?” If this thing is not funny, it is not funny. This kind of thing cannot be done forcefully, it will make people very disgusted.
However, Xu Chuan himself knows that this kind of thing is actually unrealistic, and even he may not be able to say what he wants to say. Not only that, when I was going to attend the Spring Festival Gala, people in the mainstream cross talk circle were actually critical. However, Xu Chuan was not from the cross talk circle. These people spoke tactfully, and at least they did not intend to go against the three customs.
Of course it is more likely that they feel they cannot offend Young Master Xu.
The two cross talkers bowed and left the stage. The audience below was obviously half a beat too slow to react before they remembered that they should applaud, but this applause was really embarrassing.
The two of them met Xu Chuan at the entrance of the stage, and they nodded politely to him as a greeting.
The two hosts immediately came on stage and glanced at Xu Chuan with worried eyes. He was the next show, and they hoped there would be no problems.
Xuchuan was also taken to the waiting area by the staff.
After saying the words, the host introduced the next program with a smile on his face, "Next, I will present the long-awaited song, Dragon Scales of Heaven and Earth, Xu Chuan."
The prelude to the music sounded amidst the warm applause of the audience, the lift platform rose, and Xu Chuan, dressed in a white tunic suit, slowly appeared in the center of the stage.
（I am not familiar with the lyrics）
This song does not have any accompanying dancers. On the stage behind Xu Chuan, a video that the program team spent several days and nights making was played on a projector, and various clips that could fit the song were found from film, television dramas and documentaries.
As Xu Chuan said before, this song is perfect for a large party. Even if the other two songs given by Xu Chuan are several levels higher in artistry, Li Guanghu would still choose this song.
Its appeal is definitely not comparable to the other two songs.
Especially when Xu Chuan yelled out the last sentence with an angry voice, the audience's emotions reached its peak. When the music stopped, everyone almost stood up and applauded.
Xu Chuan didn't react at all to this atmosphere. He simply bowed and left the stage. He had already thought about what to eat when he went back.
Li Guanghu was completely stunned, because the sound of the last lyrics sung live was different from the previous rehearsal, but I have to say that the effect was indeed good, no, it should be very good.
It just made him break out in a cold sweat. If there was a stage accident, Xu Chuan didn't know, he would definitely be unlucky.
The Spring Festival Gala is different from a concert. There is very little room for personal expression. It is almost like the rehearsal and the final program. There are really not many people like Xu Chuan in so many years.
"Let's go." When Xu Chuan walked off the stage, everyone was saying congratulations to him, making him think that he was getting married today, but he didn't have time to care about it. He changed out of his performance clothes and asked the makeup artist to remove his makeup. He was anxious to go home.
The three girls have changed their clothes and are waiting for him backstage.
Many singers participating in the Spring Festival Gala looked at them with complicated eyes. They all knew that Xu Chuan's song would definitely become a **** again. Girls' Generation is so lucky, but fortunately they will be disbanded soon.
Thinking of this, the eyes of these people looking at Xu Chuan are different. I wonder who will sing the songs he wrote after SNSD is disbanded, and whether I will have a chance in the future.
These people have thought about it. After the Spring Festival Gala, people will contact Xu Chuan to invite him to sing. He can ask for whatever conditions he wants. No, he will go now.
Xu Chuan changed his clothes and was about to leave through the back door, and then he was stopped by someone. Of course, he was not invited to sing, but was interviewed by all the participants backstage as part of the Spring Festival Gala.
These people have never caught Xu Chuan before, and there is absolutely no way they can let him run away this time.
“Mr. Xu, great god, great god.” A strange girl came up to him excitedly.
Xu Chuan frowned but still stopped, listening to the reporter ask step by step according to the questions written in advance, "Master, what do you think of this Spring Festival Gala? Is it exciting?"
"It's so boring, you have the nerve to ask." Xu Chuan raised his eyes, how could he be used to this, even if the other person was a woman.
This child was choked directly. He probably didn't speak so straightforwardly.
But she couldn’t leave yet, so she could only ask the next question, “So, may I ask you, under what background was this song Heaven and Earth Dragon Scales created?”
Xu Chuan replied as he should, "Don't you know, your director Li Da found me, and I wrote it in one day. It has a ghost background."
The little girl was about to cry, "Are you satisfied with this work?"
“The lyrics are okay, the melody and arrangement are average. After all, we only have one day.” Xu Chuan pretended to be cool, completely ignoring the emotions of the reporter and the people around him.
If this is considered normal, then what does other people’s things count like, shit?
“Okay, that’s it.” Xu Chuan didn’t want to waste time here, so he walked past the reporter and headed towards the back door.
Gao Wen, who was following behind, politely apologized to the reporter, and was then pulled away by Dong Qin.
Getting in the car, Xu Ziwen held his cell phone and excitedly said to Xu Chuan, "Brother, did you know? Your song has already been on the hot search."
Xu Chuan fastened his seat belt and started the car. “After watching the rehearsal, I knew that no one could win in the song category this year, and in the language category, except for those old people, everyone else was terrible.”
And since this is a new song, he is really taking advantage of it.
I estimate that after this year’s Spring Festival Gala, everyone will repeatedly use his “I’m Going to the Spring Festival Gala” segment for the forty-person cross talk tonight.
Oh, by the way, the cross talk performance will be later.
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Sun Xing, who has been detained for a week in Shencheng Detention Center, is sitting in the lounge, watching the Spring Festival Gala and eating a big meal brought in from outside.
There is no one else in the room, this is the best Zheng Yihong can do.
Sun Xing raised his head and drank the beer in the cup, then threw the cup in the corner because he saw Xu Chuan on TV.
MD, why can you stand on the stage, but I can only stay here like a mouse? Sun Xing's eyes were full of anger.
Director Qi Dali heard the noise and glanced at Sun Xing outside the window. As long as the other party did not commit self-harm, he had no intention of doing anything.
Having collected the money himself, letting Sun Xing spend the New Year here is the limit of what he can do, and there is really nothing else Qi Dali can do.
Sun Xing stood up and opened the door directly, "I don't want to eat, take me back."
"By the way, Qi Suo, can I make a call first?" Sun Xing said with a nervous smile.
Qi Dali frowned, but did not refuse. They were already having a banquet in the detention center. Do you still care about a phone call?
Sun Xing took the call from Qi Dali, who walked out of the door under his gaze.
He looked at the closed door in front of him with contempt, then took the phone and called one of his younger brothers.
(End of this chapter)