Chapter 466

The Spring Festival Gala, since its birth, has been accompanied by countless topics and controversies.

No matter if you love it or disdain it, you cannot deny its special status in the Chinese Spring Festival.

From 2000 to 2011, during these eleven years, its national viewership never fell below 30%. The highest one appeared in 2004, setting a peak for the decade with a staggering figure of 41.5%. In other words, out of about 350 million households in the country, more than 140 million households watched the Spring Festival Gala on New Year's Eve that year.

What's even more exaggerated is that its viewership share reached 74.15%—that is to say, out of 100 households that turned on the TV that night, more than 74 were watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Terrifying.

Behind this phenomenon, there is certainly the huge influence of the CCTV platform, but the more critical reason lies in: at that time, the household penetration rate of Chinese television had exceeded 95%, while the Internet had not yet penetrated on a large scale, and mobile devices were far from popular. The Spring Festival Gala became the main entertainment method for most Chinese families, especially Northern families, to reunite on New Year's Eve, becoming a cultural ritual shared by the whole people.

However, since 2006, the viewership of the Spring Festival Gala has begun to decline year by year.

The reasons are varied: some people think it's the decline in program quality, some say the form is too old-fashioned, and more viewpoints believe that the Spring Festival Gala no longer carries the aesthetic expectations of young audiences in the face of the rich and colorful entertainment activities of the Internet.

No matter which explanation, the result is extremely clear—the 2010 Spring Festival Gala struggled to maintain its face with a viewership of 40.13%, ranking second highest in the decade. But in the blink of an eye, a year later, the viewership of the 2011 Spring Festival Gala plummeted to 31.04%, setting the lowest point since the new century.

The scenery is still there, but the glory is far away.

This is the situation facing the 2012 Spring Festival Gala.

Especially three days ago, after it was reported by Beijing News that Zhao Benshan would be absent from this year's Spring Festival Gala, it seemed that there was nothing that could make the people of the whole country regain expectations for the Spring Festival Gala.

But under these circumstances, a fashion blogger with more than 10,000 followers on Weibo suddenly, without any warning, posted a screenshot at 3:12 PM on January 17, 2012.

The screenshot was a long article typed in the mobile phone notepad.

Because the content in the article was too bizarre, it immediately caused a sensation among her fan base. Originally, this long-haired blogger posted about outfits or showed off her designer bags, cosmetics, and some travel photos every day, and the number of licking dogs leaving comments in the comment section averaged twenty or thirty per post. Unless she showed her cleavage or thighs, she could have fifty or sixty perverts who came after hearing the news leave comments, sending some drooling emojis.

But after this article was posted, the licking dogs or perverts were no longer calm; they stopped sending emojis and started typing. After only a while, the comments exceeded a hundred.

For the first few, this blogger named "Meimei's Meimei Meimei Xiaobaiyang" replied one by one.

"Damn, Xiao Mei, is it true? Is it really Chen Nuo?" "Really, he finally took off his mask, I saw it clearly."

"Can a person like Chen Nuo take a taxi?" "I can't believe it either, but this is the fact."

"Is Xiao Mei a fan of Chen Nuo?" "Yes, but this matter is also true. My cousin was there too."

"Haha, a bit far-fetched." "What is more absurd than a novel is reality."

"Why are there no photos?" "Because I was too excited, my cousin and I were stunned when we finally saw him take off his mask and show his face, and didn't react at all. Because at that time we really just tried it, and didn't expect it to be him at all. It's too magical."

Because of this blogger's serious comments, this story blog post, which looked more absurd than a novel, was believed by more and more of her fans, and the number of comments and reposts increased more and more, and finally it was seen by an entertainment blogger with more than 200,000 followers and reposted to his own Weibo.

This directly caused a fission-like diffusion effect. From this moment on, the number of comments in this fashion blogger's comment section began to increase rapidly at a speed of dozens or hundreds per minute.

"Can you write a draft for bragging?"

"Such an absurd story, the credibility is less than one in a billion."

"I seriously suspect that the blogger is a shill sent by a Beijing taxi company."

"People who believe this can top up their brains; I believe your IQ is seriously in arrears."

"There are rumors every day, but this one is the most outrageous."

"Blogger, the novel you wrote is really wonderful. I finished reading it without knowing it. Is there a sequel?"

Seeing more and more comments, and most of them were questioning and mocking, Meimei's Meimei Meimei Xiaobaiyang finally couldn't help it, and at 6:04, updated another Weibo:

"I understand why you don't believe it. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it either. My cousin and I originally just planned to go shopping this afternoon, but in the end, we sat in Starbucks and chatted for a whole afternoon, always feeling like we were in a dream.

Now the thing I regret most is that I didn't tell him in the taxi—I have liked him for three years.

It was his posters and photos that accompanied me through the most difficult period of my senior year of high school. When I was at my lowest point, it was he who gave me comfort and strength, allowing me to finally get my wish and get into my ideal university.

I have gone to the cinema to support every one of his movies, but what I love most is the scene in 'Twilight 2' where Edward is tortured in the sunshine. That kind of restrained pain and suppressed despair, I cry every time I watch it.

I have too many words I want to say to him, but just like what I wrote in the previous blog post, I only said three sentences.

Sisters who are also 'Nuo Mi' (sticky rice), I want to tell you—Nuo Nuo is really gentle and approachable in reality. My cousin and I were strangers to him, and logically speaking, he could completely ignore us. But when my cousin called him, he still responded to us.

For him, this might just be an ordinary moment in life, but for my cousin and me, it is a memory that will never be forgotten for a lifetime.

I am very happy now, my youth did not love the wrong person."

After this article was posted, the entry "Someone met Chen Nuo in a taxi" quickly rushed to the top of the hot search list. Although many people still expressed doubt, the trend in the comment section clearly began to change, and many people began to express envy for the blogger, and even "Nuo Mi" claimed to have finished reading the full text in tears.

At the same time, many professional entertainment gossip media also keenly captured another key point in the article besides "taxi"—

The place where Chen Nuo got off the car was the newly opened CCTV building.

Although in that first Weibo post, Meimei's Meimei Meimei Xiaobaiyang mentioned asking if the "masked man" was going to participate in the CCTV rehearsal, the other party denied it.

But if that "masked man" really was Chen Nuo, would he admit it?

—Not to mention, this clue happened to match the rumor that had been circulating before that "Chen Nuo might join the Spring Festival Gala"!

For a time, the credibility of this article rose rapidly, the number of Weibo reposts soared, entertainment media reposted and reported one after another, and all kinds of self-media and marketing accounts also began to follow the trend of hype and push the waves.

Soon, the phone of Spring Festival Gala general director Ma Dong was blown up by countless reporters.

Although Ma Dong did not respond directly, he only left a meaningful sentence: "Everything is possible."

After answering two phone calls, he simply handed the phone to his assistant to answer, but it was this ambiguous sentence, combined with his evasive attitude, that immediately triggered a new round of fanatical speculation and heated discussion in the media circle—

"Is Chen Nuo really going to be on the Spring Festival Gala?"

At 1:00 PM on January 18, 2012, before the last Spring Festival Gala rehearsal, at the gate of the old CCTV site, the media reporters who had been guarding here were about one-third more than the fifth rehearsal two days ago.

"What is this for? Who is this, so many people? Mani, do you know?" As soon as Cai Cai Zhuoyan got out of the car, she was startled by the sky-filling flashes, subconsciously covered her face with her hand, and walked quickly into the gate, turning her head to ask while walking.

This year, she was able to participate in the Spring Festival Gala, and her agency Emperor Entertainment had put in a lot of effort, so the company attached great importance to it. For these rehearsals, her manager Mani Fok personally accompanied her.

However, Mani Fok, who was shrewd and capable in the Hong Kong entertainment circle, was also a bit confused at this time, hesitating and saying: "Maybe it's because Faye Wong is coming too? I don't know, I'll go and ask later. Put your hand down and let them take pictures."

The first lesson for Hong Kong artists to debut is how to face media reporters. Cai Cai Zhuoyan was originally just an instinctive reaction, but after Mani Fok's reminder, she immediately realized that this was a rare exposure opportunity, so she immediately put her hand down and showed a sweet smile to the media reporters at the gate.

Afterward, when Cai Cai Zhuoyan entered the No. 1 studio of the old CCTV to go to the dressing room with her name on it to put on makeup, in the dressing room for three people, the other two female artists had already arrived.

One was Wang Luodan, who sang the opening chorus "Happy Chinese New Year" with her, and the other was a girl with a round face and big eyes who looked quite cute. The two were chatting, and seeing her come in, they immediately stopped and stood up to greet her.

"Sister Ah Sa, hello."

"Hello, pretty girl."

"Ah hahahaha, hello Dandan." Cai Cai Zhuoyan laughed, first hugged Wang Luodan, whom she had met on many occasions before, and then waved to the other girl she met for the first time, saying in Hong Kong-accented Mandarin with a heavy accent: "Hello, Liying, nice to meet you, you look so beautiful."

"No, Sister Ah Sa, you are the beautiful one."

"Haha, when did you come? You're almost done with your makeup."

Wang Luodan said: "I've been here for more than half an hour, Liying was even earlier."

Cai Cai Zhuoyan laughed: "I won't chat with you much, it's almost my turn, I have to draw quickly."

She sat down, her makeup artist from Hong Kong began to put on her makeup, and the costume designer was also making preparations, but Mani Fok exerted her ability to be sociable, and while Wang Luodan and Zhao Liying were putting on makeup, she chatted with them.

After saying two sentences, she asked about the reporters at the gate.

"There weren't so many people when we came over the previous few times." Mani Fok said, "What's going on today, Dandan, Miss Zhao, do you know?"

Wang Luodan smiled and looked at her in the makeup mirror, saying: "Liying knows more about this, you can ask her."

Mani Fok smiled and looked to the side, saying: "Miss Zhao knows?"

Zhao Liying hesitated and didn't answer.

Seeing her hesitation, Mani Fok smiled and said: "Miss Zhao is so young, I remember it seems to be your second time on the Spring Festival Gala, right? Really amazing. Actually, our two companies have always had a good relationship. Before, our boss, Boss Yang, and your Boss Chen had dinner together in Hong Kong, and I was there too. Now our Ah Sa is in the same dressing room with you, really destined."

Zhao Liying smiled and said: "It is quite destined. Hmm, Sister Xi, actually it's nothing, those reporters, I guess it might be because of Chen Nuo."

"Ah?" Mani Fok said in surprise, "Chen... will he come? He wasn't there for the previous rehearsals?"

Zhao Liying said: "I don't know either, I just heard from the company that it's possible. But in the end, I dare not say."

"So that's how it is." Mani Fok muttered, then her spirit lifted, "So many reporters came, then it's very likely?"

"Really don't know, Sister Wenxi."

Although she said so, Mani Fok's spirit was already up.

She returned to Cai Cai Zhuoyan's side and whispered: "If Chen Nuo really comes later, you must go up and say hello to him."

Cai Cai Zhuoyan whispered: "But I don't know what to say?"

"What's so hard to say? Just say you've heard of his name for a long time, and didn't William tell you that the two of them had dealings before? Just say William is your boyfriend now, and he asked you to say hello for him."

"Ah? No way. William said he scolded him at that time, and the two of them have no friendship."

Mani Fok said with hatred for iron not becoming steel: "It's just a topic, just talk about it, it won't kill you. Now his Huanxin company is making such a big scene in Hong Kong, you don't know. He is the protagonist, and it's sold directly to Hollywood in the United States to broadcast. This kind of thing has never happened in Hong Kong before. If you can go in and play a role, it's only good for you, do you know?"

"I know, but."

"You don't 'but,' you listen to me, just go up and say hello when the time comes. Do you hear me?"

"Sigh, I know."

However, until Cai Cai Zhuoyan finished her makeup, finished the rehearsal, and stayed at the scene for about 40 minutes, it was past 4:00 PM, but she still didn't see anyone, so she had to leave in the end.

The same treatment was given to those reporters who were moved by the online post. They waited from 1:00 PM to 6:00 PM, shivering in the cold wind, but didn't take half a photo. From the news transmitted from the Spring Festival Gala scene, none of the staff and artists present saw anyone, so at 7:00 PM, they finally dispersed for the most part.

Thus, when it was past 10:00 PM, after most of the artists had recorded their programs and left, an ordinary BMW car drove into the deserted CCTV gate without attracting any attention.......

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"Why do they want to do this? What's the point of hiding it from the media? Anyway, it will be disclosed sooner or later. Isn't the Spring Festival Gala in a few days?" Qi Yuntian's father, Professor Qi Yifei, asked with a curious face.

Li Er on the side said unhappily: "Why do you ask so much about entertainment circle things? Can you understand if I tell you?"

Chen Nuo felt that Li Jiaoshou used to be quite gentle, but he didn't know if it was because she had been with his mother for a long time, anyway... sigh.

Seeing Professor Qi's embarrassed look, Chen Nuo couldn't help but feel a bit apologetic and hurriedly rounded it up: "Uncle Qi, actually it's not just you, I also can't figure it out. I asked what the necessity was at the time. As a result, they said they wanted to get some publicity effect. After all, their pressure this year is quite big..."

"The pressure is quite big, so they take you as a gimmick? And you're willing?" Li Er sneered.

Chen Nuo laughed: "Mainly because they ran to LA to find me, I think... quite sincere." "Heh, sincere. Sigh, forget it. You're soft-hearted. Be careful that others use you up and kick you away. Don't laugh, you think it's impossible? That's because you know too little!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I will definitely pay attention and not let them kick me away."

"Grinning..." Li Er glanced at him, but her eyes went straight, screamed, stood up from the sofa, and ran forward, "Oh, why did you come down yourself? Be careful, be careful, don't move, wait for grandma to come over and hold you!"

Chen Nuo looked in the direction Li Er ran, only to see a little girl carved out of pink and jade walking down the spiral staircase on the upper floor of his villa. The marble floor of the stairs was a bit slippery and a bit steep. Qi Chuyu would be 4 years old soon this year, but her height was still a bit shorter than the average child, and she walked step by step a bit difficultly. No wonder Li Er was nervous.

Chen Bicheng, who was sitting on the other side of the sofa, saw this and said with a smile: "Professor Qi, does Li Jiaoshou count as a bit doting?"

Qi Yifei laughed: "Count, definitely count, but who dares to say her? I don't dare."

"Hahahahaha." Chen Bicheng laughed shamelessly: "Professor Qi has the style of our Xichuan men."

Chen Nuo looked at his father with contempt, then heard the sound of the engine, turned his head to look, only to see a Bentley car drive in from the driveway and stop at the garage door.

Just as it stopped, Zhang Yi, who had grown his long hair again and tied a small ponytail, opened the door and got out from the back seat, looking at him from across the glass wall with a smile.

On the afternoon of January 19, three days before the New Year's Eve on the 22nd, the three families of Chen, Qi, and Zhang gathered in Chen Nuo's Ziyu Villa Pu Garden.

They were all acquaintances, and they had even gone to the United States to play together, so there was no barrier.

Although Zhang Yi's mother was a bit older than before, her spirit was quite good. When she saw Chen Nuo at the door, she showed a happy smile, took his hand, and asked about his well-being.

After entering the house, she greeted Qi Yifei and Chen Bicheng, and then talked to Li Er, who was holding Qi Chuyu, for a while, praising the little girl fiercely, making Li Jiaoshou laugh from ear to ear.

Finally, when Pan Chengrong came out of the kitchen with a smiling face to greet her, she couldn't stay idle either, and went to the kitchen to cook with Pan Chengrong and Cui Xueli.

After getting along for this year, Li Er really seemed to treat Qi Chuyu as her own granddaughter. Although she was sitting on the sofa, talking to Chen Bicheng with Qi Yifei, her eyes were always on the little girl.

Qi Chuyu was babbling something to Qi Yuntian.

With a cochlear implant, the girl had begun to relearn pronunciation. After a period of learning, she could now say some sentences and words, but it still sounded very unclear. Qi Yuntian, who came back after picking people up, didn't have the slightest impatience, answering her one by one with a gentle face. When he really couldn't hear clearly, he repeated it again and again until little Chuyu could say it clearly.

As for Chen Nuo, he was looking at Li Yu's big belly on the side, smiling and saying: "This must be twins."

Zhang Yi laughed until his face was rotten, "I think so too, I was going to go to the hospital to check, but she didn't want to."

"What's there to check, whether it's a boy or a girl, whether it's one or two, won't I know after giving birth?" Li Yu said casually, not caring at all.

She didn't have the self-awareness of an older pregnant woman at all. She pushed Zhang Yi's hand away, walked around the living room with her big belly, and while walking, she was still amazed. After walking around, she sighed and said: "Is this the legendary Beijing's number one luxury house? Hunan TV's 'Watching Meteor Shower with You' should be filmed here, this is the only way to shoot the feeling. What they had before was nothing. I looked at the house on TV, and it wasn't as well decorated as your toilet."

Chen Nuo laughed: "Actually, if there is a crew coming to rent, I really can. Anyway, I can't live in it for a few days a year alone, renting it out can be considered creating income."

"Alone, really or fake." Li Yu smiled and pointed, "Whose is that?"

Chen Nuo turned his head to look.

Only to see a white silk stocking dropped in the corner of the living room, which was integrated with the floor, and couldn't be seen without careful observation.

I have to say, Li Yu's eyes were really sharp. Pan Chengrong and Li Er had been here for most of the day and hadn't discovered it, but this woman walked around and actually saw it.

Chen Nuo hurriedly went up, picked up the silk stocking, and put it in his pocket.

Li Yu lowered her voice a little and smiled: "Whose? Liu Yifei's?"

Zhang Yi went to the bathroom, and Chen Nuo didn't feel embarrassed, nodding: "Yes."

Li Yu smiled, "Can't tell."

Chen Nuo had nothing to say at the moment.

Because what Li Yu said was indeed the truth.

It couldn't be told. Who would have thought that Xixi not only cooked him a table of food but also packaged herself as food?

Who could imagine what Liu Yifei looked like when she put on white silk stockings and a new white hollow-out suit she bought, and specially went for a full-body wax hair removal to welcome him back to the country?

Anyway, when the woman finally stood in front of him and struck a charming pose with a protruding front and back, the contrast between her pure and beautiful appearance and her wanton and charming behavior made him unable to stop.

This silk stocking was something left behind when the two of them were fooling around in the living room at that time.

It couldn't be blamed that he didn't clean up the battlefield thoroughly enough; it was mainly because although Xixi's talent for cooking was average, her skills in making love were growing with age, which made Chen Nuo have to cheer up and deal with it with all his strength, but it wasn't as easy as before. It was inevitable that cleaning up the battlefield would not be careful enough and ignore many things.

After Li Yu made a small joke, she didn't say anything more.

As a woman who was going to be a mother in two months, her main concern was still on movies.

"I wrote another script during this time, and I'm going to have your company's Zhang Xinyu act in it. After I give birth to the baby, I'll rest for two months and then I can start work, it should be in the first half of the year. You help me tell the person in charge of your company, I'll make an appointment with her."

Chen Nuo wouldn't agree, laughed, and said: "I don't care about things in this regard in the company, you can ask Zhang Yi to find Qi Da when the time comes."

Li Yu smiled: "Yi also agreed. If you don't believe it, forget it, I can't talk to you, I'll do it myself when the time comes. Last time... sigh, it's my problem, actually Zhang Xinyu is very good, although the foundation is a bit poor, but that kind of hard-working spirit and self-control, I really haven't seen it in a few actresses. I believe that as long as she works hard enough to break through the ceiling of talent, her future will be limitless. I also cooperated with her very happily. Your company should not give up on her."

Chen Nuo smiled: "How many people are there in our company in total? Can't give up."

Li Yu said: "Is that so, but I heard that your company is going to push a few newcomers this year?"

"They are all temporarily developing in the direction of TV series."

"Oh." Li Yu looked relieved, "That's good. By the way, are you going to be on the Spring Festival Gala this year? There are all kinds of things said on the Internet at night, it's really mysterious. I also saw an article posted on the Internet yesterday, saying that you took a taxi to rehearse, is there such a thing?"

"Hahahahaha... Sorry, confidential."

That's what he said, but when Pan Chengrong and Cui Xueli cooked a table of food for an afternoon and put it on the table, and the three families just raised their glasses to drink together, Chen Nuo received a text message.

It was sent by Ma Dong.

After he looked at it, he was stunned for a moment.

And then holding the remote control, he turned on the TV.

Others were a bit strange looking at his actions. Chen Bicheng asked: "What are you doing? Drinking and chatting, why are you turning on the TV?"

Chen Nuo didn't answer him immediately, but tuned the TV to CCTV-1.

At this time, the News Broadcast had already started.

Qi Yuntian was the first to react, shouting "ah."

Li Yu was the second, directly stating the content of Chen Nuo's text message: "Nuozi, are you going to be on the News Broadcast?"

Chen Nuo going to the Spring Festival Gala was clearly something countless stars were flocking to, but Li Er was still a bit unhappy. However, hearing that Chen Nuo was going to appear on the 7 o'clock program, she threw her chopsticks away, didn't care about Qi Chuyu, walked off the table, and asked: "Arrangement of the Spring Festival Gala program group?"

Chen Nuo said "hmm" and said: "It should be."

"No, no." Li Er thought for a while, shook her head and said: "If it were really their arrangement, how could they notify you only now."

Chen Nuo thought for a while and nodded: "Yes."

"Then let's watch it, eat after watching." Li Er said lightly with no expression on her face.

Well, when Li Jiaoshou said to eat after watching, no one in the three families dared to say anything. No one even dared to say, why don't we move the table and eat while watching.

If you don't eat, you don't eat. Looking at Pan Chengrong's happy appearance, it seemed she couldn't eat either.

Chen Bicheng sat on the sofa, subconsciously wanting to light a cigarette, but only after putting it in his mouth did he remember that there were children, so he put the cigarette down.

In the end, Kang Hui on TV didn't let this house full of big and small, pregnant women and children wait on an empty stomach for long.

At 7:12 PM, only hearing Kang Hui say: "As the 2012 Year of the Dragon Spring Festival Gala is approaching, the Spring Festival Gala program group conducted the last rehearsal yesterday. Our country's internationally renowned film actor Chen Nuo also appeared at our Spring Festival Gala rehearsal scene."

Immediately the screen switched.

Only to see on the TV screen, someone's face was full of smiles, his eyes were smiling into slits, leaving only a line, holding the microphone with both hands, like a cute squirrel, saying in a festive voice: "Hello everyone, I am Chen Nuo. Spring Festival Gala, I'm coming!"

The villa living room was quiet for a moment, and then a burst of laughter erupted.

At this time, the voice-over sounded: "Seeing Chen Nuo, he is still as spirited as ever, and you can't see at all that in order to be able to pay New Year's greetings to the people of the whole country at the Spring Festival Gala, he worked hard, and after participating in the Golden Globe Awards ceremony abroad, he flew back to the country without stopping on the 17th of this month. Afterward, he didn't have any rest, fighting for several days and nights in the preparation work of the Spring Festival Gala."

"According to Chen Nuo, this year he will once again bring a song program to everyone on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala."

At this time on TV, the originally silent interview screen had sound again.

Someone holding the microphone said happily: "... The time is indeed quite tight, and I haven't been home much. After all, singing is not my old profession, and I have to choose songs and practice, record, mix, and rehearse. You say it's difficult, it's not difficult; you say it's not difficult, it's actually quite difficult. Actually, I am very grateful to the staff behind the scenes of the program group, they are really hard-working."

After speaking, it was the voice-over again, "And when talking about the specific song name, Chen Nuo sold a pass."

Someone continued to smile and said: "It's a very simple song that is easy to remember. It is appearing in front of the public for the first time. Behind this, there is actually a quite wonderful story. I think I can tell everyone when I have a chance in the future. I can only say that this song is related to my hometown."

Third voice-over.

The screen switched to a stage, where a young man in a Zhongshan suit was holding a microphone, singing with his eyes closed in intoxication.

The voice-over said: "Chen Nuo is actually not on the Spring Festival Gala for the first time. On the last 2010 Spring Festival Gala, he integrated the song and his exquisite performance with a touching 'Hawthorn Tree', innovatively showing a performance form of song and acting as one, making countless audiences empathize with it. Afterward, 2010 was also hailed as the most moving Spring Festival Gala in recent years."

After speaking, the screen changed, cutting to one stage after another, where a young man was holding trophies of different shapes, making various celebratory poses.

"However, although he has won many trophies including the Oscar for Best Supporting Actor, Cannes Best Actor, Berlin Best Actor, and Hundred Flowers Award, Chen Nuo still feels that he is still an amateur newcomer on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala."

The screen returned to the interview again, someone smiled and said: "I hope the audience friends will never have too high expectations. I hope they will look at me with the mentality of seeing an amateur player. If there are any problems, please don't blame me, I have already tried my best anyway."

A voice asked: "What do you most hope to hear when the time comes? Or what do you least hope to hear?"

Someone laughed: "Most want to hear, not bad, Chen Nuo sang not bad, better than the last time. Least want to hear... get off, don't come next time. Hahaha."

Continue voice-over.

The TV began to play clips of Inception's promotion in China.

"Not only did he rush back to the country to participate in the rehearsal a few days ago, but Chen Nuo, as a Chinese actor who is widely welcomed globally, will fly to the United States after participating in the Spring Festival Gala to attend an award ceremony. Busy man Chen Nuo frankly admitted that his work is too busy and he owes his family a lot."

Back to the interview.

The young man on TV became serious, his eyes were full of emotion, and his tone was also very touched: "For the family, it is..."

Saying this, he took a deep breath, rubbed his nose, had a moment of choking, but immediately returned to his normal voice, pretending nothing happened and said: "Feel quite sorry. Since I started filming movies, I have rarely spent the New Year at home. Especially in the last two years, I have rarely been in the country all year round, and I have spent very little time with them. This time on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, this song of mine is also dedicated to them. I hope she, they can forgive me."

PS:

Not refined, will change after waking up.

(End of this chapter)