This is the second half of the year. It is a period of severe crackdown. No matter if you are from Beijing or Shanghai, no matter if you are a high-ranking official or a star, you will die if you touch them. The situation is so severe that you may be arrested for whistling. Lu Wei, a screenwriter at Xiying Studio, was arrested for "cheek-to-cheek dancing" in the second half of the year and spent 9 months in jail. It is said that there were 200 people in a cell for 45 people. Later, he got hepatitis B and was released back to the unit to be supervised by the masses. If you really want to attract the police, don't shoot today. Gong Xue called her affectionately and said with a smile: "Auntie, it's okay, everyone is just a little too enthusiastic. There are so many audiences in Shanghai who like me, I am so happy. But everyone gathering here does affect the crew a little, please understand, we have tasks every day, if we can't complete them today, it will be bad." "Did you hear that? Disperse!" The auntie drove everyone away and said: "Comrade Gong Xue, if you have any trouble, just come to us. You are from Shanghai, you should come back more often to film, Shanghai Film Studio is pretty good, you are in Beijing Film Studio... Oh, I almost forgot, your wife is from Beijing, then I won't say anything more. " Guo Kaimin watched this from the side and couldn't help but chattering, whispering: "See? Actors are divided into different levels now. No one cares about me when I walk on the street, but this guy can delay filming a scene for two hours." "You are not convinced, why did you win the Hundred Flowers Awards three times in a row?"
"How can I have that ability? Besides, I can't find such a powerful partner..." "What nonsense are you talking about!" Director Bai Chen came over and scolded: "We are filming together, and you are talking about others behind their backs? If I hear it again, I will ask the factory to change people!" "Don't dare, don't dare, treat me as a fart!" Guo Kaimin shook his mouth and walked away. Bai Chen shook his head. The heroine of "Under the Bridge" must be Gong Xue, which he was quite satisfied with. He also knew some inside information: the factory intended to befriend her lover, perhaps in preparation for reform. "Reform, I don't know how to reform, it makes people panic." Seeing that in three months, this year will be over, and the specific plan for next year will have to come out. The studios in various places feel that something is not right. Let's not talk about these for now. In the evening, the task of "Under the Bridge" today is over. Four guards from the East Factory escorted Gong Xue home. They came here in the name of a business trip. They just need to protect the boss's wife. The food and lodging are all reimbursed, and there is a 2 yuan subsidy every day. "Mom, I'm back!" "There's a letter for you!" "Another letter, didn't Xiao Chen just send it?" Gong Xue was very happy to film the movie and could go home to live. She went into the Shikumen and went up to the second floor. Her mother was making dinner. There was a big envelope on the table. Pick it up and take a look. It was printed with the words CCTV. Huang Yihe's handwritten letter was written in two long paragraphs, but she frowned slightly. "What's the matter? I think it's about the TV station." "Yes, it's about the Spring Festival Gala." "Oh, have you started preparing for this year's Spring Festival Gala?" My mother suddenly became energetic and sat down and said, "It was really good last year. We can invite a few more Shanghai actors this year. Are you going to host it again?" "No, I'm just going to host a program." "Oh, that's right. You hosted it for one term last year. You have to prepare the program well. We won't go to the scene this year. We'll watch TV at home." Gong Xue agreed, but she was thinking: If it was done by the fool, he wouldn't care about one or two terms, and he would definitely let me host it. Since it's not, does it mean that CCTV did it themselves? No, the fool said he would host the Spring Festival Gala for two years. She suddenly stood up and found a pen and paper. Her mother asked curiously: "What are you doing?" "Write a letter!
"Write after eating?" "Write and eat! Beijing, CCTV. Director Wang Feng is listening to the reports of Huang Yihe, Ma Ji and Jiang Kun. "We have initially drafted a set of procedures. Please give us your opinions." "The host lineup currently includes Zhao Zhongxiang, Ma Ji, Jiang Kun, Liu Xiaoqing, and Chen Sisi. Liu Xiaoqing replaces Gong Xue. She is also a popular movie star and has no problem with influence. But Gong Xue won the Hundred Flowers Awards three times in a row. The audience must be looking forward to her being on TV. We can't go against the public's wishes, so we want to invite her to perform a show. "Well, you have considered it very carefully. What about Chen Sisi?" "Last year, Hong Kong stars came to the mainland, and she was responsible for receiving them in Shanghai. She has settled in Shanghai. She was also a popular star back then, and her hosting program is more fashionable." The implication is that Chen Qi has Hong Kong stars to help him, so CCTV must also have some! Wang Feng nodded calmly, indicating to continue. Huang Yihe said: "The first opening program has been decided. Li Guyi, Jiang Dawei, Zhu Mingying and others will sing "Happy New Year" together. It is festive and lively, and there is a great atmosphere. Then there are all kinds of programs. Songs and dances, crosstalk, sketches, and operas remain unchanged. We think language programs are particularly popular, so we want to arrange a few more sketches. We will continue to invite Chen Peisi and Zhu Shimao, and find a few new faces. For representatives of the sports world, we want to invite table tennis players. There is also a bell-ringing ceremony at midnight...." This set of procedures has not changed much from last year. Wang Feng understands it very well. Last year's set was already played to perfection. It is difficult for these people to innovate. Just innovate in the program. "Is there anything eye-catching?" "Yes, yes! We have prepared a qigong performance. Master Hou Shuying and his family broke steel bars with their bare hands, stepped on eggs, and a 6-year-old child split walnuts with his hands!" "This is good, this is good!" Wang Feng's eyes lit up and praised: "You have put a lot of thought into it. Is there anything else?" "I asked Comrade Qiao Yu to write a song and I want to use it as the ending song of the evening party." "Did you bring it?" "Bring it!" Huang Yihe took out a cassette tape and found a machine to play it. A melody and Li Guyi's voice came from it: "This education will be unforgettable, this education will be unforgettable, no matter where the world ends." "I think this song is pretty good." Wang Feng frowned and listened for a while, then said: "The ending song should be upbeat and full of meaning. Your song is not healthy, it is soft and sad. Let's discuss it!" Huang Yihe still wanted to fight for it, but Wang Feng waved his hand: "I said it would be discussed, but I didn't veto it. Don't worry. Are you still doing on-demand broadcasting this year?" "Dang, audience interaction is very important!" "Well, it goes without saying that last year's Spring Festival Gala was a success. We had a very unhappy relationship with the Ministry of Culture. Minister Wu gave you a small start, and now I'll let you make preparations. Both sides will rely on their own abilities. Whoever comes up with a better plan will be responsible.
That guy is still in Hong Kong and won't be able to come back anytime soon. If he comes back, he won't have enough time. If you still can't take it down after this, then our radio and television system will be completely disgraced! " *.." Huang Yihe opened his mouth. He was actually a little embarrassed. He had a good relationship with Chen Qi, but he also had the interests of CCTV as his main priority. It was uncomfortable to be caught in the middle. At this moment, under the direct gaze of the station director, he could only express his position: "Don't worry, we will do our best to Go and get the Spring Festival Gala!” "Okay! Your plan is very thoughtful. Continue to improve it. The skit must be exciting and have highlights. I fully support it!" came out of the office. Jiang Kun took Ma Ji and left first, and asked in a low voice: "Why don't we stand in line early? What will happen if Comrade Chen Qi comes back? He has a way of dealing with people." "What do you mean by joining the team in advance? CCTV is preparing for the Spring Festival Gala, and we are here to help as planners. We will also help Comrade Chen Qi when he comes back. Whether it is Director Huang or Comrade Chen Qi, we all want to make the party a success, and our goals are the same. " Jiang Kun blinked, looking like he was being taught. They are both really important and both are needed. (No more...)
