January 2nd. It was still dark outside, so Huang Yihe got up at around five o'clock, hurriedly grabbed a bite of breakfast, and ran to the CCTV building in darkness despite the cold wind. He is now full of fighting spirit and vows to fight to the death. Ma Ji, Jiang Kun, and Liu Xiaoqing also arrived. The first two were enthusiastic but did not express their opinions, and they would follow whoever forced them. Liu Xiaoqing is a real "anti-Chen Qi alliance". If he doesn't want to be overpowered by Gong Xue, he must win at least once. "How's the actor?" "They are coming one after another!" "Costumes, props, audio tapes, lines... we treat it as a formal party, and we hold ourselves to high standards for everything!" Just as he was talking, Wang Feng, the director of CCTV, came accompanied by Wu Lengxi from Radio and Television. Wu Lengxi looked unhappy and said, "I just received the news that they have a performance by a Taiwanese singer." "Taiwanese singer, how did he get here?" "Chen Qi is here from the United Front. He will probably be used to compete with us in the ring."
Huang Yihe thought about it and said: "Taiwanese people are indeed difficult to deal with, but it is still difficult for one person to hold a party, right? Our content is very complete, and we can absorb this person and include him in it." "That's right, the lack of programs is their biggest problem. We have the advantage!" "It's now time. It all depends on how the leaders judge." After a while, Chen Qi came with his team. So far, he had not borrowed any resources from CCTV. He came over to shake hands with Huang Yihe and said with a smile: "Old Huang, you must be fully prepared?" "It's not bad, you're definitely not bad either." "It's okay, I managed to put together 10 programs. I haven't bothered you, so I need to play this tape today." "Easy to say, easy to say!" A CCTV personnel came to pick him up, but Hu Weili refused to pick him up. Chen Qi said: "Old man Hu, you go along and keep an eye on them, don't accidentally silence us. " CCTV's entire face turned dark. They weren't stupid enough to make small moves today, but Chen Qi just made it clear. Both sides went to prepare. When daylight came, the leaders of the Taiwan Affairs Office, the Ministry of Culture, and the Ministry of Truth arrived. Naturally, the person from the Ministry of Truth was also an old revolutionary. He lived to be 100 years old and died in 2015. He came here with a mentality of just watching the excitement, and met Chen Qi and Huang Yihe with a smile, and encouraged each other. "Is everyone here? Who will show first?" "Comrade Chen Qi, please go first!" "Your content is complete, from beginning to end. You come first!" "Can!" Huang Yihe is not afraid. They have rehearsed this set of content countless times. Due to the pressure of a certain evil god, it is far more complicated than the Spring Festival Gala of the same period, and has already moved closer to future generations. "I'll introduce the host first and then hand it over to them." "Ma Ji, Jiang Kun, Liu Xiaoqing, Wang Jingyu, as well as Taiwanese compatriot Mr. Huang Ayuan who just returned to the mainland last year, and Ms. Chen Sisi from Hong Kong!" "Whoosh!"
Huang Yihe has created six hosts, four men and two women, some from Hong Kong and Taiwan, and the mix is very reasonable. After he finished the introduction, he retreated to the sidelines, while everyone sat in the auditorium as spectators, including Chen Qi's team. "This is the scene of the 1984 Spring Festival Gala. We wish the people of all ethnic groups in the country, compatriots in Hong Kong and Macao, compatriots in Taiwan, overseas Chinese and all the Chinese people around the world a happy New Year!" They copied last year's opening exactly and followed it with a short section. "I wish you all good health and long life!" "Happiness and happiness!" "Congratulations on getting rich!" "Get rich, get rich, get rich..." "Hey, Jiang Kun, didn't I just say I got rich?" Jiang Kun was sharp-tongued and shouldered a heavy workload of speaking out. He said passionately: "What I mean by getting rich is that the older generation discovers talents, young people use their talents, and middle-aged people use their talents. Together, we use our talents to revitalize China!" He waved a fist and was as excited as chicken blood. "Okay! Well said!" The jury composed of seven or eight leaders applauded one after another, and the leaders of the Ministry of Truth also nodded frequently and said with a smile: "It's a good opening statement, it has a pattern!" "The Spring Festival Gala is of great significance and must have a grand layout." "Yes, that's right." The host said something, and the music suddenly sounded. Jiang Dawei suddenly stood up from the audience to sing - lip-syncing, followed by Li Guyi, a total of nine people, who walked onto the stage from the audience. They stood in a long snake formation and sang "Congratulations on the New Year". Everyone was really the audience, clapping their hands to watch the show. Chen Qi also clapped his hands and praised: "The song is good, it can be our opening song." After a song, acrobatics, games, cross talk...a series of exciting shows followed. Huang Yihe tried his best, and Chen Qidu admitted that it was indeed good. Ma Ji's "Universe Brand Cigarettes", Shen Xiaocen's "Come to the Ends of the World", You Benchang's pantomime, Tan Yuanshou's "Dingjun Mountain", Wang Jingyu's sketch, Zhu Mingying's "Back to My Mother's Home", and even invited Yuan Kuocheng to give a storytelling. Sports commentator Song Shixiong also came to commentate on the game between the two table tennis players. Jiang Dawei's "Where the Peach Blossoms Bloom", as well as Qigong performances, Cantonese opera and Shanghai opera, were taken care of in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou. Zero o'clock is also a bell. Huang Yihe stood up and explained: "This year we did not go to the scene to ring the bell. We used recorded sounds. We will send people to several big cities and large factories to film the living and working scenes of the local people, and then the videos will be shown to the audience." Yo! Chen Qiyile, okay, Lao Huang, there is progress! The leaders also praised: "This is a good idea. Do you have a video?" "Not yet." "Okay, this is a good idea, keep going!" They sang again, and ended with Li Guyi's "Unforgettable Tonight". "Wow!" The audience applauded and congratulated him sincerely. Huang Yihe felt very good too. He glanced at Chen Qi and saw that his grandson was clapping for him sincerely. He felt a little ashamed: Chen Qi is broad-minded and a friend worth making. "The overall atmosphere is festive and joyful, the transition is smooth, there are many good programs, it is a wonderful evening party!" "But there are too few language classes and too many songs." "Yes, there seem to be only five language classes? All songs, it may be a bit tiring to watch."
"The pattern and intention are also good. The Spring Festival Gala should be grand. The Chinese people are one family!" The leaders commented on the spot and praised it in general. The leader of the Ministry of Truth smiled and said: "You CCTV has made a breakthrough this year. This is all done by you, right? Not bad, it is already a very complete evening party, which can be directly broadcast on New Year's Eve!" "You are too kind, let's watch Comrade Chen Qi's!" After watching a set of content, a whole morning has passed. The old comrades are a little tired of sitting, and the big leader asked: "Comrade Chen Qi, how many programs do you have?" "Ten!" Only ten? The big boss was surprised, and his tone was a little unexpecting. He suggested: "In this case, why don't we eat first, take a rest, and continue in the afternoon?" "Okay!" Everyone at CCTV was smiling, Lao Huang looked reserved, but he was also proud inside, almost entering the peak of his life. Ten programs, it sounds shabby, and a Taiwanese singer can turn things around? ! (There are updates)