We blacked Liu Laoliu for a while, and Li Jing frowned and said, "Xiaoqiang, I suddenly remembered something and didn't know whether to say it or not."

I said, "What did you remember?"

Li Jing said, "I remember that the Queen Mother's Peach Banquet was held that year. There were so many gods in the sky who went there!" He looked around and said, "All the people here should have gone?"

Needless to say, Yang Jian and Liu Xiaoliu must be guests of honor. Lu Dongbin nodded half embarrassedly and said, "We Eight Immortals have all gone, but the seats are a little farther away." The Eight Immortals can only be considered as strong in the heaven, a bit similar to the distant third cousin and fourth cousin who we held wedding banquets. In terms of status, we can't enter the private room, and in terms of friendship, they just nodded with a cigarette, but if you say you don't invite them, you're afraid that they will pick them in the future.

I wondered, "Brother Li, what do you want to say?"

Li Jing said: "I was thinking, if I had been having a treat on the day of the Peach Banquet, who would have rejected the face of Queen Mother of the West and the temptation of Peach Banquet to attend my banquet?"

Lu Dongbin said: "That depends on friendship. Your son must be at home with you."

Yang Jian said: "You are also scheming. Even if you really have such a big deal when you have a birthday that day, you can only push it back."

I suddenly felt something Li Jing wanted to say, and a layer of sweat couldn't help but burst out from my neck.

Li Jing said: "That's right, what I want to say is this - Xiaoqiang didn't I pour cold water on you, you also hold a party, and other stations also hold a party, and there are only so many audiences. How many people can you guarantee that day will go to see your party? "

I suddenly stood up and said, "It's bad! I forgot this!" I never considered this. That day, CCTV and major local TV stations were holding the Spring Festival Gala. Who would have locked in our program to end? Liang Peiyun obviously could not shake those big platforms. If CCTV was regarded as the Queen Mother of the West, each TV station would be Li Jing, who had a life-long life, and my unknown small satellite TV station was at most a landlord who was holding a full moon banquet for his grandson, I am afraid that locals would not have any interest. In this way, live broadcasts would be meaningless.

The doll was also anxious: "What should I do?"

Li Jing said: "I can only get the wrong time and avoid the melee that day."

I said crazy: "Why are you wrong? The host's lines are all about 'The Year of the Horse is coming, it's the New Year'."

Li Jing said: "Isn't it that it's coming yet?"

Lu Dongbin said: "The problem Li Tianwang said is very serious. Although CCTV's 'Peaches' may not be delicious, no one cares about your millet porridge and pickles."

I spread my hands and said, "Which day do you think you will change?"

Lu Dongbin said: "Isn't there a Little New Year before the New Year?"

I said, "You asked me to hold a New Year's Eve Gala on the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month?" The title of Xiaonian is quoted in various places, but because of different customs and different days, some places call the fifteenth day of the first lunar month also called Xiaonian. The regular name of the day of the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month is the Kitchen Festival.

Doll said: "I think this is the only way. If we can't grab the audience, the live broadcast effect will be discounted. If we change the day to this day, as long as we have Liang Peiyun, we can still make recent entertainment headlines."

I said in a panic: "There are so many problems." First of all, if you want to attend the party, all the local satellite TV programs will have to be adjusted that day. Of course, this is still a small problem. The most important thing is that the Spring Festival Gala is a political task, and Mayor Wang may not agree. In addition, there is still more than a month before the Spring Festival. I originally planned to use this period to rehearse it well. If it is carried out one week in advance, it will definitely be hasty.

"I'll call now!" I threw down my bowl and chopsticks and ran into the study, calling Mayor Wang first. After talking about my concerns, Mayor Wang said easily: "Xiao Zhen, you are too worried. What are you afraid of when no one looks at me? We don't expect you to be a dark horse."

"But...but isn't the hard work of so many staff members in vain?" I can only try to say it from a high-level perspective.

Mayor Wang said happily: "Isn't other stations the same? I know you have put in hard work for the party. If the quality is really good, people can watch the replay. If it is gold, it will not be buried..."

I was anxious and shouted: "No, I have to make sure people are watching live!"

Mayor Wang said in surprise: "What's wrong with you?"

"I want to change the live broadcast time to the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, that is, one week ahead of schedule."

This time, Mayor Wang became anxious: "How can it be? The New Year's Eve party is enlarged? There was no such precedent before."

I said bitterly: "Mayor Wang, you must help me with this. I know this is difficult, but in my opinion it is a huge problem. It may be a common difficulty for you. I can't explain why I did this for the time being, but this is the last favor I asked you to do."

Mayor Wang was silent for a moment when he heard me say this: "I have to ask my superiors to answer you later."

After hanging up the phone, I kept notifying Wang Zheng and the crew of various job adjustment results. One week is very critical for us. The advance broadcast time means that everyone must increase their workload. After hearing my shocking decision, everyone expressed shock and surprise, but they all expressed their support. After all, they all worked hard, and everyone was willing to let more people pay attention when possible.

After a while, Mayor Wang called back and said that after his repeated efforts, the provincial leaders agreed. This time, the old man gave me his old face and helped me to make peace, but he could still afford this sacrifice. He gave me the Spring Festival Gala project to me, which was originally for being under double supervision.

The next day, I immediately started to work on the new plan. The missing week made me and the crew a little off guard. First of all, we have not had a complete rehearsal. The most fatal problem here is that not only did the host not finalize it, but also did not have the entire series of words, which means that the time of the party was also vague - it may end at around 10 o'clock, and it may also be seriously timed out! This is undoubtedly a laughing stock in the eyes of colleagues!

The most urgent task now is to find a vase for King Yinjiao to host it. With the mentality of slow work and meticulous work, it will definitely not work. Fortunately, I have also taken the upper level route well. I called a female host from the local TV station with a familiar face and a vase. I heard that some internal art performances of party and government agencies were hosted by her.

Before the Silver Snake King arrived, the female host reported to me from the beating station. Her beautiful face was filled with the responsibility of being appointed in the face of danger and the reserve of anyone else. The crew had dealt with her more or less, and I realized that her name was Sun Miao.

I gave her the host's lines. Sun Miao is worthy of being a professional host. He stood in the corner with the lines and practiced as if no one was around: "Sending joy in the New Year, firecrackers celebrate the New Year. In this day when thousands of families are reunited, we are ushering in a new year!" Her tone was loud and loud, and she was accompanied by a loud expression like a chicken blood. She was so happy that she was exaggerated. Just change the style to host the founding ceremony. She was rich!

I couldn't help but walk over and whisper, "Miss Sun, that... I'll give you some advice."

Sun Miao raised his head and said, "What's wrong?"

I took a long time to stutter and said, "I'll tell you the definition of our party first. I want to hold a party model, just like a family or a few families sitting together to find happiness on their own. Can you understand? Just take it more and be more natural..."

Sun Miao said unhappily: "Am I not natural?"

"I mean, don't be too popular, just be natural."

Sun Miao really understood what I meant and said dissatisfiedly: "Isn't it right to be more festive? Did you make me host the Spring Festival Gala with a sad face?"

I stuttered, "No, the joy is right, but don't come like with a task - it's the feeling from the bottom of my heart, just like your son will get married tomorrow and your daughter will get married tomorrow."

Sun Miao said calmly: "I'm not married yet. Do you think I can still be a host on the front line if I have such a big son? Besides, that's how you write the word."

I was speechless. The host's lines were indeed very boring and mechanical. It only represents the process. The polishing depends entirely on the host's own quality and understanding. But I can't refute her. A famous host wants you to teach? Besides, she was a reinforcement that I invited so I couldn't do anything about it. I can't offend her.

I argued: "I hope you are even more secular - think about it, you won 5 million today, and you will resign after hosting this show, and then you will be scattered and wait for death..."

Sun Miao rolled his eyes and said, "It's really worldly!"

I have no idea. You really can't make a host who hosts a political performance in a second-tier city like the Oscars party. Those people dare to say anything! If you meet a celebrity with a bad personal relationship with you, you can still complain. Who dares in China?

Fortunately, King Silver Horn came at this time, so I quickly asked the two of them to talk about the words. It might be better if they had a match.

When Sun Miao saw his partner, he asked tentatively: "How many years have you hosted the show? Which school has graduated? I am from our Provincial Communication University."

King Silverhorn smiled and said, "I just entered the industry and didn't do this before."

I said, "Let's just repeat the words first?" and then added, "So according to actual combat!"

Sun Miao and King Yinjiao stood according to their location, and Sun Miao was still chanting the lyrics happily: "Send joy in the New Year and firecrackers to celebrate the New Year. In this day when thousands of families are reunited, we usher in a new year!"

The Silver Corner King didn't read the lines and joked casually: "Although there weren't many people firing fire today, we were in the same mood."

The staff on the scene were all happy.

Sun Miao said angrily: "Isn't it the right lyrics? What's your line?"

King Yinjiao smiled and said, "The day we hosted the party was the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, and there were not many people firing fire."
Chapter completed!