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Chapter 100 Spring Festival Gala Invitation

"Don't guess!"

Song Dao, who was eating the greedy frog, immediately refused.

Recently he discovered a restaurant that cooks particularly delicious food and he has to order from it every few days.

I also shared it with my two apprentices.

Kong Xi said she wanted to learn and cook for her master!

Song Dao sternly rejected it.

"You are so busy, don't think about these useless things all day long."

He was afraid of being poisoned by the rebels.

Hu Wei said he could do the same, and told Song Dao that takeout food was not clean and eating spicy food frequently was bad for the throat.

Song Dao took a look at his rapidly rising reputation and realized that he was very close to getting the "Golden Throat" pill.

Then he calmly said it was okay.

——Shuzhou eats spicy food all day long, so there are no singers?
"Guess!" Lin Fei said.

"No!" Song Dao refused.

"You're so boring..." Seeing that Song Dao didn't respond, Lin Fei on the other end of the phone complained a little.

Then he said happily: "I just received a call from the Spring Festival Gala production team!"

"Really?" Song Dao was stunned.

"Really? I just received the call. They said to wait for notification and report over in a few days." Lin Fei said on the other end.

Needless to say, this is really exciting good news.

Although it is already 2025, fewer and fewer people watch the Spring Festival Gala.

But its ratings are still unbeatable!
This super evening party, which has accompanied many generations in their growth, has long become a sentiment.

No matter how much people curse, they still turn on the TV when New Year's Eve comes.

It may not be like the past, with the whole family gathered around the TV staring at it, but people will still take a glance occasionally.

When they come across a good show, they will quickly gather around.

"That's great!" Song Dao was sincerely happy for her.

Even though Lin Fei was so popular back then, she never had the chance to perform on the Spring Festival Gala.

There were so many big stars at that time!
Without any powerful background, it really wouldn’t be her turn.

Of course, if that incident had not happened that year, it would have been only a matter of time for her to appear on the Spring Festival Gala.

Just as he was thinking about it, Lin Fei said from the other end: "And you!"

"what?"

This time Song Dao was really shocked.

"And I?"

"You didn't have a phone number over there, so you found me and asked me to let you know."

Lin Fei chuckled on the other end of the phone: "How is it? Is this good news?"

"It counts, why not?"

To be honest, Song Haocun was really excited.

In my two lifetimes, I never thought that I would have the opportunity to step onto a stage of this level.

That night, almost everyone in the country could see you!
No matter how popular he is now, people who don’t pay attention to the Internet or watch variety shows may have heard his songs, but may not be familiar with his name.

Don’t underestimate the power of information cocoons.

Especially platforms like Audio-visual and Woxiu, which use big data to push precise messages, many people watch videos in fairly fixed categories.

See a few dancing young ladies, and then you'll see this kind of girls everywhere!

But the Spring Festival Gala is different, this thing really covers everything.

Lin Fei was criticized for not being worthy of being called a queen, one of the reasons being that she had never appeared on the Spring Festival Gala.

You have never been on the highest level stage. What does it matter even if you have won domestic and international awards, appeared on the covers of top magazines, and received the highest level endorsements?

At most it means you are popular.

To use the words of fantasy novels: You have not attained enlightenment!
Put down the phone.

He suddenly thought of something.

Could the ongoing crackdown by big companies be related to the invitation to the Spring Festival Gala?
This kind of thing must be the result of a meeting and discussion among the directors.

Only after it is completely confirmed will we call the artist to inform him.

Since it is a meeting, it cannot be just a few people.

It became normal for news to leak "inside".

"I thought it was because of the top spot on the list. Now, it may be related to the invitation to the Spring Festival Gala..." Song Dao murmured.

Despite this busy day, he remained calm.

Still a bit annoying.

Even though he knew that this popularity could bring him a lot of reputation.

No one would feel good if they were criticized by so many people.

But now, all the haze has dissipated in an instant!

At the same time, I also feel that under such a turmoil, the Spring Festival Gala director team has not changed their minds. They are really brave!

I thought about the conversation I had at Mr. Li Jun’s house.

Song Dao wondered, maybe there was some connection here?

Although he was confident that his image would not be ruined by that song.

It’s not a more cruel “Mistress”, so what is there to be afraid of?

After all, this is not the era when the Internet was not well developed, and what those who hold the right to speak say is the final word.

With more twists and turns, netizens are not so easily fooled anymore.

Of course, there are still many stupid and bad people who only listen to one side and believe out of context.

But after all, this is no longer the era of "one-man rule" where a few people have the final say and can destroy anyone they want.

But he had to admit that the group of thugs who were not very brave and could not find a chance to kill Lin Fei, so they rushed forward and wanted to destroy him. In order to use this to strike back at Fei Yang Le Zhang, their offensive was indeed fierce!

Don’t be fooled by the fact that supporters of both sides are arguing and tearing each other apart online.

With the secret help of the official media, their side does not seem to be defeated.

But controversy is controversy.

Once it pops up, it won't go away quickly.

There will even be a lot of stupid rationalists who will jump out and say: Flies don't bite cracked eggs, why don't they attack others but choose you?

There is no way that the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala is not online.

It’s impossible that you haven’t heard anything about the news that’s trending on the hot searches today.

Even if you really don't go online and haven't heard about it, people around you will definitely remind and inform you before making an invitation decision.

In this situation, why do you still dare to do this? I'm afraid it's not just because of recognition.

Do you want to go back and ask the old man?
After thinking about it, Song Dao decided not to ask.

If so, if you want to say it, you will naturally say it over there.

Since it wasn't mentioned, there must be a reason.

If it’s not the case, it would be embarrassing to ask.

……

Lin.

Lin Fei, who was wearing a facial mask, lazily put her long, round white legs on the coffee table.

After hanging up the phone, there was a bright smile on that beautiful face and in her eyes that she herself was barely aware of.

Lin's mother came over with a plate of fruit and looked at her daughter suspiciously.

Lin's mother, who is in her fifties, was also a great beauty when she was young.

But because of an unhappy marriage and the hardships he suffered in his early years to support his daughter's music studies.

Even though she has been well maintained in recent years, she still looks a little old.

She put the fruit next to Lin Fei's legs and picked at it with her hands with some disgust.

"One side."

"What are you doing?" Lin Fei muttered in dissatisfaction.

He pulled his long legs back in and curled up on the sofa, looking a little lost for words.

"Did you call Xiao Song?" Lin's mother asked as she sat next to Lin Fei.

Lin Fei quickly put away the smile on her face and returned to her cold and calm expression.

"what happened?"

Looking at her beautiful daughter, Mother Lin smiled, feeling both proud and a little sad.

She said softly, "Actually, Mom never wanted to force you to find a partner or fall in love. This kind of thing depends on fate. Otherwise, you will end up like me..."

She shook her head slightly: "Mom just doesn't want you to be alone."

Lin Fei's expression softened and she leaned on her mother: "Don't worry about this. It's good the way it is now. I'm not alone at all!"

Mother Lin took her daughter's hand and said, "Okay, Mom won't worry about this. After all, it's not easy for you to come out of the haze of those years. Don't think about uncertain things."

Lin Fei hummed.

Then I heard my mother say, "Why don't you invite Xiao Song... and Yanyan, Qingqing, Kong Xi and the others to come to our house for dinner someday?"

Lin Fei: “…”

There is no Sima Zhao's intention in this world, but Lin Fei understood Lin's mother's thoughts immediately.

This is not giving up!

But she was also thinking that inviting everyone to her house to get together and have some fun, seemed... there was nothing wrong with that.

"Let's wait until we have time," she said.

……

Early the next morning.

Song Dao went to the park to practice his voice as usual, and then ran five kilometers.

I went home, took a shower, had a simple breakfast, and drove the tram that rarely ran to the company.

Lin Fei didn’t say much on the phone last night, so we still need to communicate face to face.

After all, this is the Spring Festival Gala, so Song Dao has to be fully alert to deal with it.

In fact, there are many songs suitable for the Spring Festival Gala, but this cannot be changed by his will.

It still depends on other people's requirements.

Because this news needs to be kept confidential for the time being, the outside world is not yet aware of this matter.

So when he came to the company, the pretty girl at the front desk felt very sorry for him.

"Brother, I fought with those idiots all night long last night!"

Song Dao looked at the little girl's dark circles that couldn't be covered up by blemishes and said, "Don't be angry. They can't do anything to me."

"No, we can't let them slander us!"

As the little girl spoke, she took out an envelope from the front desk and handed it to Song Dao.

"By the way, brother, there is a letter for you."

letter?
Song Dao was stunned for a moment and wondered why people still write letters nowadays?
It can actually be mailed accurately to Feiyang Music Company?

He didn't take it too seriously and asked, "Is Sister Fei here?"

The little girl nodded: "Yes, in the office."

Song Dao hummed and raised the letter in his hand: "Thank you, there's really no need to argue with them. Getting angry hurts your liver."

The little girl replied happily: "It's okay, I never take it seriously when I scold people!"

Song to: 6
Came to Lin Fei's office, knocked on the door and came in.

I saw Lin Fei sitting in front of the computer, typing away, seemingly chatting with someone.

She waved at him and pointed to the refrigerator.

Let him get whatever he wants to drink.

Song Dao shook his head and walked to the sofa and sat down.

I casually opened the envelope and was surprised to find that there was no letter paper inside, but... a remittance slip!

Song Dao was filled with surprise and wondered what was going on.
He doesn't even have checks to receive money now. Except for the first two songs that were paid by Penguin Music and his private account, the rest were all paid by the public account of Feuillant Music.

I took it out and took a look, and it turned out to be 50,000 yuan!

His name was written on it accurately.

But there was no address of the other party, only xx post office was written.

It's true, even if he has more than one million yuan at his disposal, fifty thousand yuan is still not a small sum.

For some people who love to take advantage, this kind of money that seems to fall from the sky may be accepted.

After all, I didn't steal or rob. Even if someone really asks about it, I have many reasons to answer. The worst that can happen is that I can just return it.

But Song Dao just felt confused and a strong sense of vigilance arose in his heart.

At a time like this, the sudden appearance of a remittance slip like this makes me feel like there is a conspiracy.

Lin Fei had finished her work now. With a faint smile on her face, she walked over and sat down.

"I just communicated with the people over there. I have a solo song and a duet with you. Do you think we should sing 'Moon' or 'Chapter'?"

"It depends on the director's opinion, right?" Song Dao said, and couldn't help asking, "How dare they look for me?"

Lin Fei shook her head: "I really don't know, I feel it might be from Teacher Li, but it's hard to ask about this kind of thing, but the director asked us to have tea this afternoon, I guess we'll know when we meet."

As she was speaking, she received a message on her phone.

After taking a look, he said to Song Dao, "The case may have been solved."

(End of this chapter)