Lunar calendar twenty-nine.
It was freezing cold, and when it was cold, a train from Shanghai rumbled through Wanzhuang Station in Langfang, and then entered Daxing County in the capital, which was later known as DX District.
This is the Beijing-Shanghai Express train, with a running time of 31 hours, eh.
There were fewer and fewer passengers on the bus. Mother Gong was already packing her luggage and preparing to get off the bus. Father Gong took advantage of Gong Ying to go to the toilet and suddenly said: "What do you think we are going to do this time?"
"What's going on?"
"Just come to watch the party?"
"Didn't Xiaoxue say it in the letter? It was that boy who suggested it. Don't you understand?"
"But no matter how we ask in the past two years, Xiaoxue has always avoided talking about it. Why did she suddenly change her attitude?"
"I've been thinking about it too..."
Gong's mother stopped her movements and said: "Last time that boy came to our house, I felt there was something fishy, ​​but Xiaoxue never wanted to talk about it. Maybe she thought the relationship between the two was not that good?"
"What now?"
"It's clear now!"
"Then when did they start and what happened to them, we don't know much about it. Xiaoxue is far away in the capital, so Xiaoying can only visit occasionally. You said this..."
"Dad! Mom!"
Gong Ying waved her hands and came back jokingly: "Are you hungry? We won't arrive at the station for a while. Can I make a bag of instant noodles for you two?"
"Would you like some cookies?"
"What are you looking at me for?"
"snort!"
Her parents don't care about her, traitor!
They are considered half-literary people in Shanghai and have friends at the Shanghai Film Studio. They have heard some rumors about their daughter, but Gong Xue has always avoided talking about it, so they are half-understanding about the matter.
Now that the window paper has been torn, it’s not particularly surprising, but it’s not too peaceful either.
The train ran for a while, and the three of them started to put on thick clothes. After another journey, they finally arrived at their destination. When they got off the train, the north wind blew in their faces. They followed the crowd and walked out. As soon as they left the station, they saw beautiful women.
My own daughter waved and shouted:
"Dad! Mom!"
"Why don't you come pick me up when it's cold? We can find a place!"
"Look what you said, it's hard for you to come to the capital, can I not pick you up... Come on, give me your luggage, let's take the car!"
My parents thought they were taking a bus, but they saw a Shanghai brand car and were shocked: "Where did you get your car?"
"Chen Qi borrowed it from someone, come up here!"
"You are not cadres. Will it be harmful if you borrow a car to do personal things?"
When several people got into the car, my mother asked worriedly.
"It's okay, this is a car operated by Hong Kong and Macao, and we have a good relationship." Gong Xue said with a smile.
The driver also understood the situation and said, "Uncle and aunt, just sit back and relax, Xiao Chen and we are brothers and sisters, we are just traveling in the car."
"..."
The parents looked at each other, Gong Ying secretly laughed.
Not long after, we arrived at the guest house.
Two rooms were arranged, and the conditions were good or bad, just average reception standards.
Gong's father and Gong's mother are both intellectuals and have seen the world. They don't feel nervous about the environment. The mother looked at it and said, "Xiaoxue, it's enough for us to live in one room, why do we need two rooms?"
"In time for the Chinese New Year, there are no other guests except the performing guests. There are many empty rooms. This is for you!"
Gong Xue handed over three temporary work passes and said: "There will be a car to pick you up tomorrow. You can just follow the large group and enter with the certificate. I am also very busy. I am afraid I have to stay at the TV station today... Xiaoying, take care of me
Good parents."
"Don't worry, you are busy with your business!" Gong Ying patted her chest.
"Then I'm leaving..."
Gong Xue was about to step out of the door, paused, and turned around again: "Chen Qi originally wanted to pick you up, but he was busier than me, so I didn't let him come, so I left!"
"Xiao Xue! Xiao Xue!"
"I really don't have time now, let's talk about it later!"
"..."
Watching their daughter leave in a hurry, the parents were speechless, and the mother sighed quietly: "Open your mouth and keep your mouth shut to express your curiosity. It seems you are right!"
"Yes!" Father also sighed.
Then, they turned their attention to Gong Ying. Gong Ying shivered and couldn't help but step back.
"Come here! Did you know this a long time ago?"
"hey-hey!"
"Why didn't you tell us?"
"She wouldn't let me say it!"
"She didn't let you say it, so you stopped?"
"She doesn't even speak herself, how can I dare to say it? It's not like you don't understand my sister's temperament. If she thinks it's okay to talk, she will naturally do so," Gong Ying said.
The parents choked and were speechless.
The mother could only shake her head: "Oh, Xiaoxue is too right now!"
"What's the matter? My sister is a big star, you can't control her."
Gong Ying continued to be beaten and got what she wanted.
Her parents can't control their daughter, who is a famous star, but they can still control her.
…………
Similar scenes happened to Chen Jianjun and Yu Xiuli.
But their reaction was much smaller. After all, in the capital, everyone had heard all the rumors. As his son became more and more prosperous, the most outrageous rumor was that Chen Qi was attracted by a young lady from a high-ranking family, and the lady gave birth to him.
He is as beautiful as Zhang Fei, but looks like Li Kui. His son is committed to seeking perfection and washes his face with tears every day...
The more I listen to it, the more I feel like a wolf is coming.
Among these rumors, Gong Xue was the most true, and they knew it.
Now that they were going to watch the party live, and the other party's parents were also coming, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, at least they no longer had to worry about it all the time.
…………
It’s New Year’s Eve in the blink of an eye.
Some of the main creators slept directly at CCTV and started busy early in the morning. Chen Qi and Huang Yihe repeatedly tried the equipment. Mistakes in the performance could be corrected. If the equipment failed, it would be useless, and everyone would be ruined together.
Four telephones were prepared on site for the audience to use on-demand.
Zhao Zhongxiang, Gong Xue, Ma Ji, and Jiang Kun were doing the final stringing of lyrics. Chen Qi took the list and called their names one by one: "Has "Eating Noodles" arrived yet?"
"It's all ready!"
"Has the "Opening Dance" arrived?"
"It's all ready!"
"Xiao Baihua and Huangmei Opera?"
"One less!"
"Who?!" Chen Qi and Huang Yihe instantly became confused.
"He Saifei went to the toilet!" Tao Huimin said.
"Is it just a normal trip to the toilet, or is it a bad stomach?"
"Uh, just use the restroom!"
After clicking one by one to make sure everything was done, Chen Qi felt that there was still a lot of work to be done, but he didn't know what to do. He paid attention to every detail and wandered around.
Time also passed very quickly. It was noon in the blink of an eye, and it was afternoon in the next blink of an eye.
The leaders were also nervous. Wang Feng came here early, followed by Wu Lengxi, Zhu Muzhi, and Ding Qiao. Two senior ministerial officials were in charge.
"Xiao Chen, we have nothing to say, everything is up to you!"
"Xiao Chen, don't be stressed. Your rehearsal has been very good. Just perform according to the rehearsal standard."
"To tell you the truth, I am also trembling all over and my heart is pounding!"
Chen Qi didn't pretend this time. He was really nervous. On the contrary, several leaders were happy: "You guys will have times when you can't handle it. Relax. Nothing is perfect. Everyone can understand some flaws."
At this time, the audience also entered the venue.
There are large round tables, with 8 people sitting at each table. In addition to the 50 performing guests, there are about 120 seats left, and there are more than a dozen tables.
The guests sit in groups, for example, those in Hong Kong sit together, those who perform martial arts sit together, and those who perform sketches sit together.
The same goes for the audience, which includes some family members, some related households who actively asked to come, some invited model workers, March 8th red flag bearers, etc., they are not ordinary people anyway.
Chapter completed!