Chapter 462

Looking at the crowd of people around him, Lao Lao Lao Wei felt some regret; he should have bought two televisions to bring back, saving them from being so crowded. Many people could only hear the sound and couldn't see the figures.

However, villagers who often watched television knew as soon as they heard this voice that it was Zhao Zhao Zhongxiang's voice.

He wasn't the host this year; he just introduced the phone number for ordering programs.

The director of the Spring Festival Gala, Huang Yihe, had great courage. He felt that the style of the *News Broadcast* announcers was steady but not good at improvising. The live broadcast of the gala was no small pressure for them, so he overcame all dissenting views and brought in crosstalk actors Ma Ji and Jiang Kun, who were better at improvising and enlivening the atmosphere.

Then he paired them with Wang Jingyu from the Youth Art Theater and the young actor Gong Xue from the Beijing Film Studio. Gong Xue could be considered a representative of southern literary and art workers; otherwise, this gala would have been too northern-flavored.

Because of Gong Xue's joining, now the people of Shanghai were looking forward to it, especially the Gong family, who were all gathered in the Overseas Chinese New Village apartment where Gong Xue's parents lived, eating New Year's Eve dinner while waiting for Gong Xue to appear.

After Zhao Zhao Zhongxiang was a short animation, the cartoon images of the four hosts appeared, and then it was the live broadcast scene.

Sister Xue was wearing a red shirt and a black long skirt, her figure slender, her smile lovely. Although she was 30, she was full of girlishness; as soon as she appeared, she stunned the whole audience.

Villagers who were not familiar with the relationship between Wei Ming and Gong Xue sighed.

"This Gong Xue is too good-looking; if anyone could marry her, that would be burning high incense."

Lao Lao Lao Wei laughed when he heard this; for such a small matter, you still need to burn high incense? You underestimate the strength of our family's writer.

In Beijing, Zhu Lin, the old maid who couldn't get married, was also accompanying her parents to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

It was only at times like this that the old couple felt there was an advantage to their daughter not being married. If she were married, she would definitely be at her in-laws' house right now; how could it be as lively as it is now.

The Spring Festival Gala started with Ma Ji inviting his teacher, the consultant Hou Hou Baolin, to the stage to speak, and then the first official program was Li Guyi's song program "New Year's Greeting Song."

Next, the four hosts opened their mouths to introduce the guest performers for tonight, including Hou Hou Yaowen, Shi Fuquan, Sister Siqin Siqin Gaowa, Hu Hu Songhua, and so on.

As Xizi watched, his eyes suddenly widened: "Jingzi!"

It turned out they were introducing the members of the Beijing Martial Arts Team, led by Coach Wu Bin, and he even brought Wu Jing along.

Wei Ming didn't expect Wu Jing to actually be on the Spring Festival Gala; this kid was really going all out to avoid doing homework.

"Xizi, take a closer look." Wei Ming reminded.

Xizi looked closely, and at the table behind Coach Wu and the others, there were familiar faces: "Ah, it's Brother Biao and Sister-in-law Biao!"

They were even holding a chubby baby in their arms.

Villagers who didn't understand were still puzzled: "Your cousin and cousin-in-law are also on TV? Awesome, awesome!"

The villagers were also seeing so many big names on the same occasion for the first time, thinking how good this Spring Festival Gala was, hoping it could continue to be held next year.

As soon as the introduction ended, they first guessed a lantern riddle, and then started crosstalk. Ma Ji and his partner Zhao Yan said three in a row; there was phone ordering, after all.

The villagers started to regret again, "If only the village had a phone, we could also order programs."

Qi Qi Kexiu laughed: If you had a phone, could you afford the phone bill?

Wei Ming smiled and finished watching the three incomparably old-fashioned crosstalk segments. If he were watching alone, he definitely wouldn't be able to laugh, but with so many people on the scene, the joyful atmosphere was contagious.

Later there were singing and dancing, magic performances, etc. When he saw the panda performance by the acrobatic troupe, Lao Lao Lao Wei's eyes suddenly became moist, thinking of his good big son in Hong Kong.

After watching this program, Wei Pingan patted him: "Brother, I'm going back to sleep first."

It was already past ten o'clock. Lu Lu Xiaoyan and Xile were still energetic, but when visiting the graves today, Wei Pingan had agreed with his mother to let her give him a dream tonight so the mother and son could have a good chat.

After waiting for a few more programs, they finally waited for Sister Xue.

First, a film clip of *Under the Bridge* was played. In it, Sister Xue was beautiful to a new height, and Xizi also had an appearance.

And in the audience, Qi Qi Delong laughed: "Who is that little boy? Is it Xizi?"

Teacher Xi smiled reservedly: "That's right, it's me again."

Immediately he received another wave of flattery like "big star," and a few old men even egged him on to do one, to perform a program.

He could only perform; he had also learned some things at the Shichahai Sports School, but he wanted to see Mother Xue's program more.

At this time, Gong Xue on the stage was also being egged on by Ma Ji and Jiang Kun, the master and disciple, to perform a program.

Of course, this was all arranged in advance. The director valued this song very much, and Gong Xue had practiced it countless times for this.

"Alright then, actually I have prepared a new song to dedicate to everyone."

Ma Ji asked: "What is the name of this song?"

Gong Xue: "*My Motherland and I*."

Ma Ji took the lead in applauding: "Everyone clap, Comrade Gong Xue is an actor by trade; the opportunity to hear her sing is very rare."

Because there were no subtitles for the live broadcast in this era, Gong Xue added a sentence before the opening: "Sung by Gong Xue, lyrics and music by Wei Ming."

"Yo, it's a song written by Uncle Ming!" A younger generation of Wei Ming shouted from the side.

At this time, the Spring Festival Gala had been going on for more than three hours, and many villagers felt a bit tired, but hearing this shout, they became energetic again.

Lu Lu Xiaoyan said: "Xiaoming, you didn't say so earlier. If I had known, I wouldn't have let your uncle go to sleep."

Wei Ming smiled: "It's okay, there will definitely be a rebroadcast tomorrow."

In Chengdu, Liu Liu Xiaoqing was watching the program on TV in a hostel. She came to Chengdu to perform; her singing was actually not bad. Taking advantage of the holiday period of *The Burning of the Imperial Palace*, she dragged her team to run all over the world and earned quite a lot.

However, seeing Gong Xue on the CCTV stage, hosting, promoting her own new film, and singing, it was impossible for her to say she wasn't envious.

Who to blame? Blame only that the man she liked didn't have the same great ability as Wei Ming.

"My motherland and I, cannot be separated for even a moment.

No matter where I go, a song of praise flows out.

I sing of every mountain, I sing of every river..."

Gong Xue's affectionate singing infected everyone on the scene as well as the audience in front of the TV. For the first time, they discovered that Gong Xue's singing was also so good.

Li Guyi, who was preparing to appear backstage, couldn't help but hum along softly while listening to this song. During rehearsals, she had already learned it, feeling that if she were to sing it, she could handle it even better.

Although lacking technique, Gong Xue's singing was full of emotion. Singing to the end, her eyes were even teary. This scene was beautiful and miserable, and it also moved all the audience in front of the TV.

In the Sea Area, an old man couldn't help but take the initiative to applaud at the end.

A good song, indeed. This song can also reflect the patriotic heart of the creator, Comrade Wei Ming; he is worthy of being a young genius who can donate 1 million to Peking University!

The audience in front of the TV obviously wouldn't let Gong Xue go. While listening to the song, they called one after another to ask Comrade Gong Xue to sing another one.

However, Gong Xue was not a singer, and the requests for songs were also varied. Most expressed that she could just sing whatever she was good at.

There was also a contingency plan for this situation during rehearsals. Gong Xue said: "Then I will sing another segment of *Tomorrow Will Be Better*."

This song was also very appropriate for the occasion, and it was also Gong Xue's specialty. She was basically very good at all the songs Wei Ming wrote.

And while she was singing, listening to the villagers singing along around him, Wei Ming touched his chin and thought about another thing.

This song is too "correct," and might even allow Sister Xue to obtain some official benefits. But if Sister Xue wants to immigrate in the future, with this song here, the public opinion level might not look very good.

Of course, Wei Ming didn't have worries in this regard. He didn't think about immigrating; he knew which ecology was more suitable for him.

The accumulation of the past few years gave him the capital to live comfortably in the country without fearing the King of Hell or little ghosts.

If the situation reached the point where even he was forced to leave his hometown, then Sister Xue and Sister Lin would inevitably have to go with him, so there would be no need to worry about whether the public opinion looked good or not.

Happy times are always short. Gong Xue sang one more song, and there were programs later; other requests for her to sing could only be ignored for the time being. The audience was too reluctant to let her leave the stage.

Even though Gong Xue hurried, she still couldn't let Ma Ji and Jiang Kun's crosstalk end before midnight, so she had to interrupt the performance and ring the bell for the New Year.

Unknowingly, four hours had passed. Usually, the villagers would sleep at eight or nine o'clock. Seeing that there were programs later, most of the villagers didn't disperse; they still wanted to watch, just treating it as staying up for the New Year.

The old branch secretary Zhou Zhou Xingbang touched the hot television, but seeing everyone's enthusiasm, and Wei Ming hadn't left, he had to let them go.

The programs after 0 o'clock were most anticipated for Li Guyi's song performance. After singing "Song of Spring," she was repeatedly requested by calls to sing more, including "Lübinghua" written by Wei Ming, as well as "Young Friends," "Ask the Motherland Good," "Soulmate," and other songs.

After singing five songs in a row, the backstage received a call from the audience hoping to hear Li Guyi's "Hometown Love."

And this wasn't the first call wanting to hear "Hometown Love." In fact, there were very many wanting to order "Hometown Love."

After Director Huang Yihe asked for instructions from his superiors, he finally nodded, so Jiang Kun went on stage and told Li Guyi that for the next last song, she could sing "Hometown Love."

Thus, because of the charge of "decadent music," this song, which had been banned for more than two years, was finally officially unbanned at the official level. As for the folk, it couldn't be banned at all; the people liked it too much. Teresa Teng couldn't be banned, let alone Li Guyi.

Afterwards, the films *Martial Arts Spirit* and *Wudang* played their completed film clips respectively. Zhao Zhao Debiao and Huang Huang Jiaoyan, the couple, introduced the works they starred in respectively.

This was also the tacit understanding of the two film studios, creating a feeling of a husband-and-wife duel, and also deeply imprinting the names of these two martial arts films in the audience's minds.