It's night.

The cold wind blows and snowflakes float.

The huge capital is shrouded in cold winter.

But what can't be frozen is the passion in people's hearts.

The New Year is coming, and every household is reunited, which is very lively.

Su Qi's home.

Dad, mom, Lin Xianxue, and her unreliable father Lin Shenghong, the family is considered a united one.

The meal was made on a large table.

Lin Shenghong raised his glass and smiled, "Old Su, let's have a drink."

When Su's father heard this, he hurriedly touched him.

My mother took Lin Xianxue a bite of food, and she was so happy that she couldn't stop talking about it. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

"Boy, when are you no longer busy? Take the girl and have fun, travel, and so on, you are not young anymore, you should do this for both of you."

When Su Qi heard this, the food in his mouth was so sluggish that he didn't spit it out, and he said vaguely: "Mom, why are you pulling this?"

My mother glared at him, "If I hope you take the initiative, I will never see my grandson in my life."

Lin Xianxue, who was beside her, had already turned red, and she lowered her head and kept smiling.

Lin Shenghong said haha: "I said Su Qi's mother, there is no hurry to do this. Now the two children are in the rising period of their careers. When they want to get married, they will naturally get married. Now they advocate freedom of love, so we should not urge them too much."

"That's right!" Lin Xianxue pouted and raised her hand to discuss.

Looking at her cute appearance, the whole family burst into laughter.

...

Unlike the joy of Su Qi's family, a tragedy is taking place in another corner of the capital.

Qingyun Pavilion, the largest crosstalk club in the Beijing-Tianjin-Hebei region.

At this time, the entire Qingyun Pavilion Grand Theater was brightly lit, with audiences coming and going, and luxury cars were parked on both sides of the street.

And behind this noisy and prosperous life is the bitterness of all crosstalk artists.

Today, they lost to Su Qi again.

Fortunately, they posted on Weibo to cheer for Zeng Yiyun, but they didn't expect that the result was to slap themselves in the face.

Especially Zeng Yiyun, he is very unwilling to give up now and is almost about to go crazy!

Why?

Why will you always lose to Su Qi?

Zeng Yiyun couldn't figure it out. He was a young man from a folk art family and the most proud disciple of Zhuge Qing, the number one in the crosstalk world, today, in order to win, he even used cheating methods.

When did he be forced to do this from childhood to adulthood?

So he hates it!

He hates Su Qi!

In this kind of hatred, there is also jealousy and jealousy.

He should have been radiant, and this era should belong to him!

It was Su Qi who took away everything from him.

The originally handsome face has gradually become distorted at this moment.

And what made him feel even more angry and desperate is still behind.

He received a call.

A call from an artist rating official website.

The moment he connected, he knew something was going to be bad.

Sure enough, his tricks were discovered.

The consequences of this matter are hardly needed. Once the official website announces his cheating, he will be completely discredited and even be expelled from the entertainment industry!

In an instant, Zeng Yiyun seemed to have grown up ten years old.

After a moment, this anger and jealousy all turned into a flame of hatred, and his eyes were no longer clear and almost crazy!

"Su Qi!! It's you!! Everything is you!! You not only robbed my master's Spring Festival Gala program, but also made me embarrassed. Now I have been investigated by artist ratings. The results will be announced in less than ten days. You ruined my entire future!"

"Hahahaha! Tomorrow, tomorrow on the Spring Festival Gala, I will ruin you and experience my taste!! Wait, Su Qi!"

Those desperate roars echoed in the room.

...

The next day.

Early in the morning.

The traffic flowed through the streets. Although the migrants from Beijing have been home for the New Year, they don’t feel any deserted.

Su Qi got up early.

First, they drove to Yang Hao's house and picked him up. The two of them went straight to CCTV Studio 1.

The countdown has officially entered the Spring Festival Gala.

A sense of tension permeated the CCTV studio.

After entering, the busy figures of the staff were all caught in the eyes.

In the lounge, many celebrities participating in the show were chatting or reading manuscripts and memorizing lines.

Off the venue, the actors responsible for dance acrobatics were in a tense rehearsal team to understand each other.

It's the last moment, and it's about to go to the battlefield.

As the saying goes, sharpening a gun in the face of battle, it will be light if you don’t feel happy.

After Su Qi and Yang Hao arrived, many people greeted him, and even came up to sign.

Su Qike is different now than last year. Not only has his status improved, but he also has a superstar style in his aura.

After all, he is the king of music and has just won the most famous figure of the year. Many celebrities want to make friends with him.

Su Qi naturally refused everyone, and everyone greeted him with a smile. No matter whether the other party’s sincerity is true or false, he must be able to live up to his face.

But I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. It is human instinct to attract people to be strong. Now he is in power and people treat him like this. But if one day he loses power, I wonder what kind of situation it will be?

After shook his head and stopped thinking about these things. After dealing with the visitor, Su Qi and Yang Hao plunged into the lounge.

After a while, the director knocked on the door and came in.

Su Qi hurriedly gave up a seat.

Director Liu Shuwei refused: "I'm here to send you information, so I won't sit down. There is still something waiting for me to deal with."

Su Qi smiled and said, "Director Liu, I actually want to find a chance to thank you. After all, there are so few directors who dare to use me. To be honest, I didn't believe it when I heard that I could really come to perform a show."

Liu Shuwei was stunned and then smiled, "Director Su, you are too modest. I have recognized you since you recommended yourself last time and said that crosstalk. The leaders are very optimistic. You can perform well tonight."

"Haha, it must be."

Su Qi nodded and saw Liu Shuwei away, then he read the information.

One of the list of the show's appearance order caught his attention because his crosstalk performance with Yang Hao was actually arranged to the end, which is the so-called finale.

Finale?

Su Qi was stunned. Although he had performed the finale last year, he had to go on the stage in an emergency. But what about this year? The director actually gave him a finale?

Is this too much for myself?

Yang Hao was also shocked. Director Liu is really interesting!

The Spring Festival Gala took four hours, except for language programs, and other types of programs were not highly concerned. Among all the programs, the most anticipated one was undoubtedly the finale performance.

Many people don’t watch it before the Spring Festival Gala, just to wait for the finale.

That period was also the peak of the show’s ratings!

There are indeed no works in this year's sketch show that satisfy Liu Shuwei, and Su Qi's new-style crosstalk is always lingering in his mind.

Therefore, he felt that this year, he could continue to let Su Qi be the finale.

Moreover, Su Qi has experience in this area. Last year, he was the finale of his "Wukong". He was very successful and amazed everyone.

After repeated consideration, Liu Shuwei resolutely gave this opportunity to Su Qi again under the pressure of collective opposition from the deputy directors!

Su Qi is of course fully capable of taking on such great tasks. His popularity and reputation are now unignorable in the entire entertainment industry.

Last year, he couldn't do it in terms of qualifications.

This year, in terms of strength, he can!
To be continued...