CCTV old building.
On the floor of the Literature and Art Department, a special office was set up, and a temporary sign was hung outside: Spring Festival Gala Preparatory Team.
Yang Jie was chatting in the room: "We have finished watching "The Demon-Destroying Black Chicken Country" internally. Everyone has made some criticisms about the character image, but the overall opinion is that the filming is good and the effect exceeds expectations. We have decided to pilot it on October 1st."
"What are you taking pictures of next?" Chen Qi asked.
"Then I went to Sichuan to film "Eating Ginseng Fruit"!"
"What happens next?"
""The Misfortune Begins at Guanyin Temple" and "Three Strikes of Bone Demons"!"
"When will Daughter's Kingdom be filmed?"
"It's early!"
"Then I wrote the script early, so you can't shoot it in advance?"
"To put it lightly, is it easy for me to win over such a group of people? I don't have anything, I have to solve it all by myself. I have a camera and 3 million funds. The Daughter's Country ranked last in the 81st disaster. Although I didn't follow the order.
When taking pictures, you have to try to take pictures of the front."
Yang Jie went to select locations in February, came back in May, and filmed "The Kingdom of Demons" in July. Not only was she not tired after all the hard work, but she was in high spirits, and she seemed a few years younger.
Career is a man's aphrodisiac, and it is also a woman's.
She added: "Xiao Chen, does what you said before still count? Is it just Diaowei Ya?"
"Are you going to hang wire? Okay, I'll call for support right away!"
Chen Qi did not hesitate and said: "I recently earned some foreign exchange and bought some equipment. I also have a video camera (not a video camera). I can lend you one."
"Seriously?" Yang Jie was surprised.
"really!"
"Oh, you have helped me a lot!"
Yang Jie was overjoyed and said: "You don't know how difficult it is for us to have a camera. I didn't say anything, but I have to thank you!"
"You're welcome, please take the time to come to the Spring Festival Gala and thank me."
"Then what are we going to do? We still have to prepare a show?"
"You just ask the master and apprentice to dress up and stand on the stage!"
"No problem! You have helped me so much, I have to make time even if I die!"
Yang Jie left happily. Huang Yihe was surprised and said: "Based on my preliminary understanding of you, you don't seem to be such a generous person?"
"What do you call this? I am very generous. You will know if you get along with me more..."
"Dong dong dong!"
At this moment, someone knocked on the door again and came in. He had a round face, sinister eyebrows, and a strange appearance that only appeared in thousands of years. Chen Qi was amused and said: "Comrade Pace, why are you here?"
Chen Peisi still has hair.
Before Liang Tian, ​​he was a role model for backward young people in big cities.
"Comrade Chen Qi!"
He entered the room and said with a smile: "I won't disturb you. I'm here to ask you for advice."
"You're welcome, just say it!"
"You have spent a long time in Beiying Film Studio. I am also from Beiying Film Studio. We have never interacted with each other before. You have a good relationship with Guyuna. Logically speaking, you should go to him. Why would you go to the party with me?
Woolen cloth?"
"Ge You is not mature yet, but you already have your own style. I think you are very suitable for stage performances."
"But you have no beginning and no end. You asked me to act out of the blue, and I don't even know what to act?"
"Then let me introduce you to a partner. Have you seen "Wrangler"?"
"I've seen it!"
"Zhu Shimao, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, is extremely different from your image. I'm looking for him too. You two can team up and study together."
"Isn't it difficult for others to do this? We don't know each other, you can't do this!"
"Let me tell you, this sketch is a short drama. The content is compressed within 20 minutes, but it must have a complete story, foreshadowing, turning points, climaxes, and dramatic tension. There should be no silence throughout the whole process, and it must make the audience happy.
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Chen Qi stood up, stared at Chen Peisi and said: "Ordinary people can't control it. I thought you were quite accomplished in comedy so I came to you. Since you don't dare to do it, then forget it!"
Young people may not be afraid of anything, but they must be afraid of excitement.
Chen Peisi knew that he was provoking the general, but he hit his heart.
In the entire Chinese-speaking circle, there are only a few people who can be said to truly understand comedy: Chen Peisi, Wang Shuo, Liang Zuo, Ge You, Stephen Chow... Except for Ge You, who is purely a performer, the others have great creative power.
The best comedy must be content, thoughtful, and funny.
The next level is just funny.
The worst thing is that when it's not funny, it's still pretending to be funny. The skits in the Spring Festival Gala in the past ten years are all included, and Jia Ling is also included.
"You, you really think so?"
"Of course, you have just started now, and you will definitely be more brilliant than your father in the future!"
"Okay, I'll take this job! Just because you value me so much!"
Chen Peisi is gone.
"Another one is fooled..."
Chen Qi sat down again, fanned himself with a piece of paper, and said, "I have become the aunt of the neighborhood committee, solving various problems for the people. Who is next?"
"Hu Songhua!"
"Huh? Didn't you choose him to sing and he didn't want to?"
"No, he trusted his nephew and wanted him to join the chorus. The boy's name is Hu Jun, he is 14 years old!" Huang Yihe said.
Hu Jun's father's name is Hu Baoshan, and his uncle's name is Hu Songhua. Both of them are famous singers. They are the children of a literary and artistic family that have been mentioned several times...
"Okay, the second generation of Stars is finally here!"
Chen Qi yawned. There was nothing objectionable. He was recruiting children to sing in major literary and art groups because he wanted the second generation of stars.
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"Mom, what am I going to say later?"
"If you are asked anything, you should answer honestly. If you are asked to sing, you can sing, but remember, you must be polite!"
"oh!"
In the CCTV building, Xia Guiying, a soprano singer from the Coal Mine Art Troupe, led her daughter inside.
The little girl has short hair, is not good-looking, has a somewhat flat nose, is taller than her peers, has a long stride, and has a sense of energy.
Xia Guiying found the Spring Festival Gala preparation team and knocked on the door.
"Hello, may I ask that young chorus boy, is he auditioning here?"
"Yes, please come in!"
Huang Yihe came over to greet her and said with a smile: "What do you call me... Oh, coal mine art troupe, this is your daughter, right?"
"Call someone quickly!"
Xia Guiying pulled her, and the little girl bowed and said: "Hello, uncle, my name is Wang Fei, and I am 13 years old!"
"The voice is quite nice, how about singing a part?"
Just as Huang Yihe signaled, a voice suddenly came from behind and asked, "Where do you go to school?"
Um?
Wang Fei looked at the guy and replied: "I'm in Dongzhimen Middle School!"
"How's your academic performance?"
"..."
Wang Fei felt unhappy, but she had to answer: "Studying is fine!"
“Have you heard of Hong Kong and Taiwan music?”
"Do you like Teresa Teng?"
"Do you know Xie Xian... I don't know. Xie Xian is a movie star in Hong Kong. He has a son who is 2 years old this year..."
This man was so annoying asking questions, and when Wang Fei was almost impatient, he finally shut up and said, "Then let's sing a song."
"Um!"
She stood still, her hands drooped straight down, her middle finger touched the trouser line, and she sang: "Ocean, oh ocean, just like mother, traveling to the ends of the world..."
Huang Yihe's eyes suddenly lit up. The child's voice was clear and translucent, and he sounded like a good candidate. He looked back, Chen Qi nodded, and said: "Okay, okay, your daughter has been selected, please wait for the specific notification!"
"Thank you, thank you!"
Xia Guiying was very happy, Wang Fei pouted, as if it was natural, the little brat was dragged out.
The two of them were busy for a while, and then another parent came with their children.
This mother is a violinist in the China Film Orchestra Symphony Orchestra and is also considered to be engaged in literature and art. Her daughter has a chubby face and is not amazing in appearance, but she is very outgoing and has no stage fright. She takes the initiative to introduce herself:
"My name is Zhang Qiang and I am 15 years old!"
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