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Chapter 130: Spring Festival Gala Again
2 month 13 day.

Lunar New Year's eve.

The backstage of CCTV Spring Festival Gala was in chaos.

There was noise everywhere.

"Where are the props? I'm about to go live, but I can't find them again?"

"Makeup, come here quickly, Teacher Mao is a little late, give her some touch-up."

"Where is Mr. Feng Gong? His show is the second one to start, we have to go early and wait for him."

Amidst this chaos, Xu Ming hurriedly walked into the backstage and was led by the staff to Uncle Benshan's waiting room.

"Where have you been? Why do you come here just now?" Uncle Benshan asked.

Several sketch actors such as Cai Ming and Pan Changjiang were sitting next to him.

"Didn't I bring my parents to Beijing and arrange audience seats for them?" Xu Ming explained.

He knew that his master was just putting on an act to impress others.

After all, it would be fine for Mao Ahmin to be late for a while given her status, but since it was her second time on the Spring Festival Gala stage, she should at least show that she took it seriously.

"That makes sense. Take me over to meet them when you're done. I haven't seen your parents for a few years." Uncle Benshan said.

"Okay." Xu Ming nodded.

After saying that, he sat down with his fellow disciples, all of whom were from the younger generation.

"Ming'er, when are you going up?" Wang Xiaoli asked.

"The fourteenth program is us. The first part is a series of ethnic songs and dances, and the second part is a medley of Little Tigers' songs." Xu Ming replied.

He figured out that his show should be a successor to the skit "Fifty Yuan" from the previous Spring Festival Gala.

I can only say sorry silently.

"You are really capable now. You can lead our brothers in a separate Spring Festival Gala program next year. I am willing to play any role without any payment." Wang Xiaoli said.

"I've already told you all that I plan to have another variety show with Liao TV next year, just like a talent show. When the time comes, you brothers can go up and give it a try. We'll know if it's a good one or not."

Xu Ming paused, lowered his voice and said, "As for the roles, it's not that I don't take everyone with me. Even though I'm in charge of the online business of media artists on the surface, it's actually not my turn to intervene at all."

He would have to be crazy to use his own resources to bring in the artists of Benshan Media.

As for the concerns of many people in the media about him seizing power, that is unnecessary.

He never paid attention to the media.

From the very beginning, I had planned to start a new business.

I had originally thought that I would have a tough battle with my master, but I didn't expect that after he fell ill, he seemed to have let go of many things.

He turned a blind eye to many of his transgressions.

"I understand. It's really hard for you."

Wang Xiaoli nodded in agreement, expressing his understanding.

Liu Shuangping and other management teams’ control over media artists can be said to be deep-rooted.

It is a consistent rule that offline media business takes priority over online business.

As he was speaking, applause was heard outside.

Everyone's heart sank, as they all knew that the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala had officially begun.

I guess the host should start wishing Chinese people around the world a happy new year.

Yu Yang, Sun Yizhou, Wang Chuanjun and other young people who were performing on the Spring Festival Gala for the first time looked nervous.

Wang Xiaoli is older, but not much better, his legs are shaking.

"Ming, Brother Ming, I kind of need to go to the bathroom." Luo Hongming said in a cowardly manner.

"Go ahead, it's time to go now. It's normal to be nervous. I felt the same way the first time I did." Xu Ming waved his hand.

"I'll go as well."

"Go together."

When Luo Hongming stood up, several people stood up with him.

Seeing this scene, Uncle Benshan and other older generation sketch artists immediately laughed.

Obviously understood what happened.

"Are you more used to it now, my second time?" Uncle Benshan asked. "I'm still nervous, but not to the point of wanting to pee," Xu Ming said.

The main reason is that he is more confident than last year, and even if he loses this opportunity or fails, it will not affect him too much.

To put it bluntly, it means having the ability to bear the cost of trial and error.

"That's fine, you didn't lose face." Uncle Benshan pointed at Pan Changjiang next to him and said, "Uncle Pan was the only one who performed on the Spring Festival Gala. I remember clearly that he went to the toilet three or four times before he went on stage."

"Why are you telling these things to your child?" Pan Changjiang straightened his chest and said, "The Spring Festival Gala is such a big stage, who wouldn't be nervous? Wanting to pee is a physiological reason, it's better than peeing on the stage."

Uncle Pan, Uncle Pan, you don't have any product to promote, but you just speak so arrogantly.

Xu Ming muttered to himself.

There was a knock on the door, and then a familiar face appeared.

"I'm looking for Teacher Xu."

It was the stylist Wang Fei met in the lounge that day.

"I'm here."

Xu Ming stood up and said to his master, "I'll be back soon."

He probably understood that the person looking for him was not the other party, but someone else.

"Go ahead, don't delay your performance." The master waved his hand.

He could tell that there were probably other artists who wanted to meet his apprentice, but he wondered who it would be.

After Xu Ming left the preparation room, Cai Ming casually said, "I've seen that woman before. She does Wang Fei's makeup."

Wang Fei?

Everyone in the room was startled.

These two people don't seem to be compatible. How did they get connected?

Prepare outside.

Xu Ming followed the stylist and asked in confusion, "What does Sister Fei want to talk to me about?"

"She..." The stylist hesitated for a moment, then told the truth, "Maybe she's a little nervous."

Queen, what kind of scene have you not seen?

Are you still nervous?

Xu Ming didn't say anything, but his expression betrayed his thoughts.

The stylist added: "You may not understand why people who have not worked for a long time will have many thoughts when they return to the workplace."

"Now I understand what you said." Xu Ming understood.

Yes, she has retired for several years. Her return to the music scene from being a housewife is like returning to the workplace, especially with the title of a queen. The pressure is probably greater than anyone else.

As they were talking, they arrived at the place.

When I entered the lounge, Wang Fei was the only one there.

"Why are you alone?" Xu Ming asked in surprise.

"The other singers were in another room. I felt anxious sitting inside, so I came out," said Wang Fei.

She talked more than in previous rehearsals, which showed that she was indeed anxious.

"Why should you be anxious? It's not like you haven't been there before." Xu Ming said with a smile.

"That was in 98, when I sang a duet with Nayoung. It's been 12 years since we last sang together, and it feels completely different." Wang Fei waved her hand.

"Then you should be more comfortable with it."

Seeing that the other party still showed no sign of calming down, Xu Ming hesitated for a moment and changed the subject, "Actually, I wrote three theme songs for my youth film before, but I felt it would be a waste to use all three, so I kept one for the company's next youth film."

"There's another one? Is it also about youth?"

Talking about music, Wang Fei finally became distracted and looked at Xu Ming and asked.

"Yes, when I was composing this song, I took your singing as the basis. I will ask you, Sister Fei, to sing it when the time comes. Don't refuse." Xu Ming said.

"Sing it for me first. If I like it, I don't charge you for it."

Wang Fei became interested and smiled, holding his chin with one hand.

(End of this chapter)