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Chapter 2 You can get access to this hot spot

Push open the door of the preparatory team's room.

The smoke that rushed towards him almost made Xu Ming faint.

After receiving a call from his master, he took an early morning flight to Beijing the next day and stepped into this hall that countless artists dream of.

"Master."

Xu Ming shouted and revealed his identity.

"Mingzi is here, please find a place to sit. Master won't specially entertain you."

Uncle Benshan joked that it was impossible for a master to entertain his apprentice.

Everyone laughed, dispelling some of the gloom in the room.

There are only fifteen days left until the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala. If we can't finish the program in these two days, the whole thing will be delayed.

Xu Ming found a seat and sat down. He quickly integrated into the group and ordered one as well.

Using first-hand smoke to fight second-hand smoke may sound ridiculous, but it can actually alleviate the problem. He regards it as one of the unsolved mysteries of the world.

"What do you say? If anyone has any good ideas or materials, please speak up. Don't hide them now. Everyone should contribute their part." Uncle Benshan said.

In fact, he really felt a bit overwhelmed this year. His partner Gao Xiumin passed away, he went solo, and Song Dandan withdrew. A series of bad things have made him think about retiring from the Spring Festival Gala.

Originally, he wanted to promote his apprentice Xiao Shenyang this year, and even specially arranged a skit called "Super Star". Unfortunately, it was rejected during the review stage. He then planned to promote Liu Xiaoguang, but the program was rejected again.

After some interactions, Xu Ming, his newly famous apprentice, came into his sight.

Thinking of this, he saw that no one spoke, so he looked at Xu Ming and said, "Mingzi, you come up with the idea. Any idea is fine. Just think of it as a way to broaden everyone's thinking."

"Okay, then I'll just say a few words."

Xu Ming stood up with his hands behind his back, making everyone smile.

This leader has great spirit and it seems like he has no sign of stage fright at all. This alone has exceeded the expectations of everyone present.

No matter how you look at it, when it comes to the Spring Festival Gala, everyone would be nervous.

"I was eating at a restaurant before and came across a very interesting thing. A customer came to eat and gave the waiter a 100-yuan tip in advance, telling the waiter that his friends would come later and ordered lobster, abalone, etc., and told the waiter that they didn't have any..."

Xu Ming can recite the lines from the sketch "We're Not Short of Money" by heart, it is really too classic.

But he can't do that. This program needs the collective efforts of everyone so that it can appear to be everyone's credit.

I don't have high demands on myself, and it's enough for me to play the role of a waiter.

"Hey, I've encountered this before, but I wouldn't have thought of it if you hadn't mentioned it. It's really interesting."

Screenwriter Xu Zhengchao slapped his thigh and became excited: "I think we can make it work if we follow this framework and stuff the jokes in."

"Don't be in a hurry. Let's talk about our ideas one by one first, and then we can decide."

Uncle Benshan glanced at his little apprentice in surprise. He didn't expect that he would make such a contribution right away.

With Xu Ming's opening remarks, the others followed suit.

But after going around in circles, everyone found that the framework proposed by Xu Ming was the best.

"Then we'll use the material proposed by Mingzi as the framework of the program. Do you have any objections?" Uncle Benshan asked specifically to avoid suspicion.

"I think so."

Xu Zhengchao nodded, and the framework was finalized.

Then the group of people started discussing it heatedly again. Once the framework was finalized, it was like having a skeleton, and they still had to fill it with flesh and blood.

Soon Xu Zhengchao raised the issue of structure: "We need to add some depth. Simply treating people to a meal is boring."

Whether it is "Superstar" or "Happy Birthday", the comedy effect is absolutely great, but they just failed to pass the censorship.

This stumped everyone again. As a veteran sketch comedy team, they knew that creating jokes would certainly be no problem, but the structure was a bit difficult for them.

How to be funny and bring positive energy is a headache for every language program in the Spring Festival Gala.

"Family members of seriously ill patients invite doctors to dinner?" "How about poor parents invite teachers for their children?"

"Old classmates get together, pretend to be rich and invite your first love?"

Everyone actively offered suggestions, but they were all rejected by Xu Zhengchao and Uncle Benshan.

"The first two are too heavy, and the last one is too frivolous."

For a moment, the room fell into silence again.

It is rare to see a full-throated artistic creation. It is often like constipation, where the normal state is to produce art in sections.

“Follow your dreams.”

A light voice came from the corner.

It exploded in everyone's mind like thunder.

"Go on." Xu Zhengchao said excitedly.

"Grandpa wanted to help his granddaughter pursue her dream, but he was short of money for some reason, so he was forced to resort to this desperate measure," said Xu Ming.

"What a forced move! Now the motive is right. For example, this grandfather brings his granddaughter to a big city for the first time, forgets to bring or loses the money for dinner, and the guests are about to arrive, so he has no choice but to do this."

Xu Zhengchao clapped his hands and looked in the direction of the voice. The person was Xu Ming.

The latter was touching the back of his head in embarrassment under the gaze of everyone: "I just said it casually, just don't think I'm causing trouble."

"Why are you talking so fake? It's good to be capable, but why are you pretending in front of me? Come over here and sit down."

Uncle Benshan scolded Xu Ming and asked him to sit next to him. When it comes to performance, his apprentice is no match for him.

Apart from anything else, after watching the realistic performance in "Marshal Ma", Morgan Freeman's acting seemed too obvious.

Uncle Benshan was scolding him on the surface, but anyone who saw the smile on his face could tell that he probably treated him as a treasure.

Creative talents are popular everywhere, and this guy is so handsome.

When they first entered the room, they thought it was some idol who walked into the wrong door, which really raised the average appearance of Benshan Media.

"Which dream do you think is better?" Uncle Benshan asked with a bit of testing.

"Sing."

Xu Ming didn't even think about it, "It's the most intuitive and convenient."

You don’t need any props, you can just open your mouth, it also avoids mistakes, and it can praise people.

"Wow, your disciple is amazing. He has a very active brain. How old is he?" Xu Zhengchao asked, seeming to admire his cousin.

"I'm twenty years old, born in 89." Xu Ming replied.

Wow, so fucking young.

After hearing his age, everyone inexplicably showed a little more favor for him.

After all, a talented thirty-year-old young man and a nineteen-year-old young man are two completely different concepts.

Well, thirty is an age where even if it is offensive to call yourself a young or middle-aged person, you will get into trouble but it won’t be too much trouble.

"Then what is the best status of the guest to invite?" Xu Zhengchao had an idea in his mind, but he still wanted to ask the other party first.

"See you at Star Boulevard, Bi Fu."

Xu Ming said this name which would be censored in the future.

There was silence in the room at first, and then there was a sudden explosion of noise.

What a stroke of genius!

This hot spot can let you get in on it.

(End of this chapter)