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Chapter 548: Laughing until my cheeks hurt (asking for monthly tickets at the end of the month)

On New Year's Eve, Hao Yun and An Xiaoxi received a notice to lip sync.

Well, that’s what we call lip-syncing (Note 1).

The Spring Festival Gala has a long history of lip-syncing. The decade from 1983 to 1993 was the decade of lip-syncing for the Spring Festival Gala.

It was not until 1994 that Lang Kun took over the Spring Festival Gala. He proposed the concept of "real singing", saying that "real singing must replace lip-syncing to restore art to its original state."

However, since it was live singing, the selection of singers must have been very strict. But that year, it was not the tone-deaf singers who were screened out, but the queen and princess.

In fact, the princess was already very famous in 1994. The interview GIF on the Internet showing her confidently and shyly saying that her "biggest worry is that I'm too famous" was taken in 1994.

In the Spring Festival Galas of 1995 and 1996, there were both real singing and lip-syncing. Generally, folk singers sang live, while actors and pop singers lip-synced.

The year 1997 was a special one, and Yuan Dewang asked everyone to lip-sync.

The 1998 Spring Festival Gala had the highest ratings in the 90s. Four years later, the princess who was eliminated last time because of her live singing appeared on the Spring Festival Gala this time and lip-synced with Na Ying.

The 1999 performance was live, and Anita Mui was off-tune many times. After the performance she returned to the backstage and started crying.

Therefore, Hong Kong singers are not much better than mainland singers.

Because of the Anita Mui incident, all the Spring Festival Gala performances in 2000 and 2001 were lip-synched.

Live singing appeared again in the 2002 Spring Festival Gala. Coincidentally, Cui Jian launched a vigorous live singing campaign that year, with many well-known singers signing up. However, Na Ying clearly expressed his opposition at the time because Cui Jian had specifically pointed out that Na Ying was lip-syncing.

So in 2002 it was part lip-syncing and part real singing.

Those who sing folk songs mainly sing live, those who sing pop songs mainly lip-sync. Mainland singers mainly sing live, while singers from Hong Kong and Taiwan mainly lip-sync.

Of course, the mainland singers failed the director's trust. For example, Singenzile's singing was a serious accident.

In 2003 and 2004, lip-syncing was resumed.

In 2003, Sandy Lam performed "At Least I Still Have You" on the Spring Festival Gala for the first time, and in 2004, Jay Chou performed "Dragon Fist" on the Spring Festival Gala for the first time, both of which were lip-synced.

The 2005 Spring Festival Gala was a very special year because the director that year was Lang Kun, who first proposed the "Spring Festival Gala live singing concept" in 1994.

But in fact, the 2005 Spring Festival Gala was a "Spring Festival Gala under the banner of real singing but with lip-syncing throughout the show."

Lang Kun explained that as long as it is sung by a real person, it is considered real singing. In other words, when a singer lip-syncs during a performance, as long as it is his own voice, it is not considered lip-syncing. When someone else sings for you, it is called lip-syncing.

This year, the 2006 Spring Festival Gala is again directed by Lang Kun.

Because of the protection of this "tolerant definition of lip-syncing", all singing and dancing programs performed on stage this year were unsurprisingly required to lip-sync.

Hao Yun and An Xiaoxi are no exception.

How to do?
For the sake of justice, we must stand up?

But pull it down.

Hao Yun is as smooth as an eel. Coming from a rural background, if he had a little more so-called "sense of justice", he would never have reached this point today.

It's useless to open more cheats.

They had already rehearsed lip syncing before, so Hao Yun and An Xiaoxi didn't feel any pressure.

Not even as nervous as Aunt Liu and Granny Liu.

They sat in the audience, waiting for Hao Yun and An Xiaoxi to go on stage, feeling nervous.

What if Xixi steps on her skirt and falls?
What if I get so nervous that I cry?
The people in Haojiazhuang were calmer than them, because they had no idea what lip-syncing was, and had no idea what pressure Hao Yun and An Xiaoxi were under on the Spring Festival Gala stage.

They only know one thing:

Hao Yun is awesome!
Hao is awesome!
The opera begins on the 28th day of the lunar year, and people from all over the place come to watch the show.

The gathering of people attracted many small stalls and vendors.

It directly formed a lively "temple fair". When New Year's Eve arrived, everyone sat in front of the TV, waiting for the appearance of Hao Yun, the tiger of Haojiazhuang.

After Hao Yun took An Xiaoxi to the stage, the whole village burst into cheers.

It's like fire is coming out of the ancestral grave.

That’s the Spring Festival Gala.

As for the little girl that Hao Yun was holding.

There is nothing to say, except that she is a little thin and looks uncertain whether she can give birth to a child, the main feature is that she is beautiful.

The first time Hao Yun appeared on TV was when Zhou Xun took him to shoot a shampoo commercial.

Zhou Xun successfully became the number one female star in Haojiazhuang, and she clamored for Hao Yun to marry her home.

Now it seems that Zhou Xun can be abandoned.

This little girl is obviously prettier today.

Standing and singing with our Yunyun, all kinds of jackals, tigers and leopards... Oh no, a talented man and a beautiful woman.

When Hao Yun's show was over, the entire Haojia Village was engulfed in a sea of ​​fireworks and firecrackers.

The village spent a lot of money to purchase a large number of fireworks and firecrackers, and at this moment allowed the children to light them to celebrate the successful performance of Hao Yun's Spring Festival Gala.

"This daughter-in-law is not bad!"

Gathering at Hao Yun's house, watching the big color TV in his home, the aunts and young ladies in the village surrounded Hao Yun's mother and kept flattering her.

Look at what Hao Yunjia is doing now. I don’t know how much money he has made outside.

The chocolates that are rarely eaten in normal times are packed in sacks. Anyone can eat as much as they want and it’s okay to grab a handful and put it in your pocket.

Not to mention ordinary snacks such as melon seeds.

There are also fruits such as oranges and cantaloupes, which you can eat as much as you want.

"If she's not my daughter-in-law, then she must be my colleague..." Mother Hao couldn't control her facial expression. She grinned so hard that her cheeks hurt, but she still gave an explanation weakly.

"Why are they holding hands if they're not my daughter-in-law? I remember seeing them kissing before."

The aunts and sisters in the village immediately raised questions.

"Oh, they are actors, that's normal, they are city people..." It seemed like an excuse, but in fact he was completely convinced.

This bastard must have gotten into the girl's bed.

"What's wrong with being a city dweller? Our Er Gouzi is also a city dweller now. Oh, it's Yun Yun. Yun Yun is also a city dweller."

I accidentally called Hao Yun by his nickname.

Mr. and Mrs. Hao had another child with Hao Yun, but unfortunately the child died before the baby was out of the confinement period.

In order to prevent God from coming to take someone away again, he gave the second child a mean name, Er Gouzi.

Of course, when Hao Yun was a little older, he no longer allowed others to call him that. He seriously corrected others and said that his full name was Hao Yun and his nickname was Yun Yun.

"Alas, Yunyun has grown up. As a mother, I don't know what he thinks."

Mother Hao sighed.

Hao Yun was happy that all the girls she met were so beautiful, which made her feel very proud.

I was also worried that city girls would be difficult to get along with.

His son would be completely bewitched by such a beautiful girl and would definitely listen to what she said.

Elbows turned outwards...

"Yunyun's mother, we have a relative who also found a city guy. He complains that there is no place to take a shower in his house and that it is a dry toilet..." a young aunt said alarmistly.

"Why are there so many details about going to the toilet? How clean can their toilet be?" When this bunch of gossipers get together, they must be talking about all kinds of gossip.

"As the saying goes, marry someone of equal status. If you marry someone from the city, Yunyun's mother will suffer for the rest of her life. It's better to marry someone from the countryside. Rural people are practical and can do everything from washing clothes to cooking. They are not like city girls who just sit there and wait for everything to be done."

"Yes, find a girl from the city, and Yunyun's mother will have to serve her." "Yunyun's mother, if you want to find a rural wife for Yunyun, my second aunt's granddaughter is the most suitable..."

"The one from your second aunt's family is divorced, right?"

"Divorced people know how to love others!"

"What level is Yunyun now? You introduce her to someone who is married twice. Chocolate has blocked your eyes, right?"

There were people quarreling and people trying to stop the quarrel. It was really lively.

Mother Hao is already used to it.

None of these gossips are easy to deal with.

Fortunately, if there is any need for help, such as harvesting crops or planting the fields, these women will really help with the work.

So, let them make as much noise as they want.

However, the speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. The dry toilet at home is indeed a bit unhygienic.

City girls would definitely not be used to it.

I'll go to town tomorrow to find someone to see how to renovate the house and build an indoor bathroom.

The air conditioner is also installed...

No, just install a few more. I heard that thing blows out cold air in summer and hot air in winter.

Hao Yun would give them some money whenever he had time.

They didn't have much to spend money on, and they had already saved hundreds of thousands.

If the child does well and brings back a city wife, the family can't fall behind.

After Hao Yun and An Xiaoxi finished their performance, they slipped backstage to continue watching the Spring Festival Gala with Aunt Liu and Laolao Liu.

Until the Spring Festival Gala is over, everyone goes back home.

The next day, feedback from the Spring Festival Gala was overwhelming.

Some say it’s good, some say it’s bad.

In fact, since the day the Spring Festival Gala was first launched, there has never been any nationwide praise.

It’s just that people at that time had relatively few entertainment options, so the Spring Festival Gala was a spiritual feast.

In the past, you might only watch one Spring Festival Gala throughout the year, but now you can see different types of galas on TV almost every week.

As people become more knowledgeable and their appreciation level improves, it becomes increasingly difficult for the Spring Festival Gala to satisfy everyone's appetite.

But the Spring Festival Gala is a tradition. If it were not held one year, most people would probably still feel reluctant.

This year's Spring Festival Gala is generally considered boring to watch with the same old faces.

There were only a few new faces that caught people's eyes. The appearance of Hao Yun and An Xiaoxi made many young people feel aesthetically comforted.

Fans of An Ran and Wu Yang’s CP are particularly happy.

Because there are a lot of passers-by on the Internet who approve of this couple.

What you like is also considered good by others. Happiness is that simple.

After the Spring Festival Gala, everyone starts visiting relatives and friends in the new year.

Jiang Wen put a lot of thought into Hao Yun, his last disciple. He left Zhou Yun, an eight-month pregnant woman, and took Hao Yun to visit the bigwigs in the capital.

"Let's go to Third Master's house." Jiang Wen signaled his assistant to drive.

"Uncle Jiang, have you read Ma Shi Tu's novel?" Hao Yun was sitting next to Jiang Wen. Now that the Spring Festival Gala was over, he finally decided to spread the script of "Let the Bullets Fly" in front of Jiang Wen.

It is impossible to take it out directly. Even if it is taken out, Jiang Wen will change it beyond recognition. He will feel uncomfortable if he doesn't change it.

It would be better to guide the topic little by little and gradually form a script suitable for Jiang Wen.

"I've seen some of it, but I don't remember much. Maybe it's been a long time." Jiang Wen didn't know why Hao Yun mentioned this.

But it doesn’t feel strange.

The two of them often chat about everything together, not just movies, but anything from ancient times to the present, from China and abroad, is a topic of conversation.

"I'm currently reading The Complete Works of Ma Shi Tu, which contains many interesting stories."

"Oh, do you have any inspiration?" Jiang Wen immediately became interested.

The scripts "created" by Hao Yun were often discussed with Jiang Wen. His work "The Regiment Commander" clearly stated the theme of "Why we almost lost our country, and why we did not lose our country", which was strongly affirmed by Jiang Wen.

Jiang Wen also helped a lot in finding a father for "The Captain".

"At the moment I just have some ideas. I'm reading this story." Hao Yun took out the book.

"Ten Night Tales" is a long novel, but it has only a little over 300,000 words. "The Story of Stealing an Official", as one of the stories, has even fewer words.

Jiang Wen quickly browsed through it and gave his own evaluation.

"It's a good story, but it's a little ordinary."

The prototype of the story of "The Story of Stealing an Official" seems to be of little interest today after the drastic changes in the cultural environment. In today's era of consumer culture, the legendary story of a civilian hero or a good outlaw can no longer arouse the lofty sentiments of modern people.

The story framework is not complicated. It tells the story of an ignorant boy whose family was persecuted to death by the big landlords at that time. After the boy grew up, he set up his own mountain, recruited soldiers, robbed the rich to help the poor, took advantage of the shortcomings of the world at that time, and became an official from a thief, and finally killed his enemies with his own hands.

The tragic return at the end of the story - "Zhang Muzhi" was killed - was expected.

Such a tragic ending is undoubtedly more in line with the irony of the work. It can be said to be more exaggerated in order to achieve the purpose of compassion and warning the world.

Of course, the story is just a shell, and the flesh and blood inside the shell are the spiritual core of the work.

"Is the story important?" Hao Yun asked back.

Jiang Wen thought for a moment and asked, "Is the story not important?"

"Which movie's story is important?" Hao Yun asked bluntly.

Jiang Wen suddenly fell silent.

"This is what I think. If this story is adapted..." Hao Yun began to simply talk about his thoughts.

Jiang Wen's eyes became brighter and brighter as he listened.

Hao Yun said it very directly just now, the story is not important, what is important is what is put into the story.

Of course, the unimportance of this story is relative.

After chatting for a while, they arrived at Han Sanping's house.

"Let's go back." Jiang Wen suddenly didn't want to go to wish Han Sanping a happy new year. Han Sanping was sticky and it was unknown when he would be able to come out after entering this door.

"This...is not so good." Hao Yun was speechless.

"He doesn't need a New Year's greeting from me. There are plenty of people wishing him a happy new year. Let's go!" Jiang Wen waved his hand, and the assistant who knew him well turned around.

"How about making a phone call to explain?" Hao Yun felt that if he saw Han Sanping banning Jiang Wen one day, he would not find it strange.

Han Sanping certainly has no shortage of visitors.

But when they heard that Jiang Wen was coming, they turned down all other appointments, prepared a table of dishes, and brewed the best tea...

The results of it.

Sorry, I just arrived at your door and suddenly don’t want to go in.

What's the difference between this and when it's time to deliver the ball, then pull up your pants and walk away.

(End of this chapter)