Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, starting with the strategy of 95 flowers to counterattack

Chapter 186 Gu Yang and Zhou Ye's Spring Festival Gala Debut
The camera then pans to show the CCTV building.

This time, Zhou Ye was holding the camera, and Gu Yang's face appeared in the frame.

He wasn't wearing makeup, just a simple long black down jacket, but he still looked incredibly handsome.

The CCTV building stands majestically in the morning light, its metallic sheen gleaming coldly in the winter sun.

Zhou Ye held up his phone, casually snapped a panoramic photo, and then pointed the lens at Gu Yang, who was tilting his head back to drink soy milk.

"Dear viewers, this is the legendary old CCTV station."

Zhou Ye's cheerful voice rang out from off-screen, "The circular building behind us is the famous Studio 1..."

She turned the camera to a huge circular building, "which is the main venue for the Spring Festival Gala every year, and can accommodate more than 1000 audience members."

The comments section remained lively:

“I’ve learned a lot!”

"This is the first time I've ever seen the backstage area of ​​the Spring Festival Gala!"

"I think this kind of vlog is better than the upcoming Spring Festival Gala!"

"Zhou Ye, can you please stop taking pictures of my husband? Stay away from him!"

……

Gu Yang swallowed the last mouthful of soy milk and leaned closer to the camera to add, "We're going to rehearsal room number 9 later, which is in the annex building."

He pointed to a slightly shorter building in the distance, "All programs have to go through the rehearsal hall three times before they can have a chance to rehearse in Hall 1."

The scene switches to the CCTV cafeteria.

Zhou Ye patted the food on his plate: "Look, the legendary CCTV working meal!"

The millet porridge was steaming hot, the steamed buns were plump and white, and they were served with a small dish of pickled cucumbers and tea eggs.

"It's simpler than I imagined, isn't it?" Gu Yang picked up the egg yolk he didn't like from his plate and naturally put it into Zhou Ye's bowl. "But I heard there will be dumplings for dinner later."

"And it's all-you-can-eat!"

The number of comments suddenly surged:
"Ahhh, feed me!"

"That movement is so natural!"

"Please make an official announcement tonight!"

"Don't believe it, everyone. My husband's new movie is about to be released, and he's just starting to create hype again!"

"Yes, yes, yes! He definitely did it on purpose!"

After walking through a long corridor, the two arrived at the dressing room area.

Zhou Ye lowered his voice: "This is the actors' makeup area, divided according to the type of program."

She quietly pushed open a door marked "Song Category Group 2" and said, "We were assigned to this six-person room. It's not the best, but it's much better than the 20-person dormitory for new actors!"

She made a shushing gesture towards the camera: "Shh!!! There might be a teacher practicing their voice inside."

The dressing room was more spacious than I had imagined, with six dressing tables arranged in a U-shape.

In the innermost position, a soprano singer wearing a red practice outfit was doing vocal exercises. Upon seeing the camera, she immediately waved gracefully.

"Hello, Professor Li!" Gu Yang bowed respectfully, then turned to the camera and whispered, "This is Professor Li from the Central Conservatory of Music, a regular on the Spring Festival Gala."

Barrage:

"Is that Teacher Li Guyi?!"
"Gu Yang is so polite."

"Gu Yang, can you tell me what song you're going to sing tonight?"

"Is Zhou Ye's singing really that good? Why do I think it's not?"

"Get out of here, upstairs! They've been on the Spring Festival Gala, and you're saying their singing isn't good?"

"that is……"

"..."

When the makeup artist brought over her toolbox, Gu Yang immediately stood up to greet her: "Sister Wang, thank you for your hard work today."

He pointed to his face, "Please cover up your dark circles more. I was revising the script until 3 a.m. last night."

At this point, the screen dimmed, and a subtitle appeared: Due to a confidentiality agreement, the rehearsal content cannot be disclosed at this time.

Just when netizens thought it was over, they discovered that there were still many progress bars left.

When the screen lit up again, Gu Yang had already removed her makeup and changed back into her clothes.

He strode towards the parking lot, his breath billowing in the air in front of the camera.

"I'm especially happy today," Gu Yang said in a low voice, a sly glint in his eyes, "a big brother said he'd treat us to dinner."

He put his index finger to his lips and asked, "Guess who it is?"

The comments section erupted in cheers:
"Wu Jing! It's definitely Wu Jing!"

"Could it be Milk Tea Lun?"
"I bet five cents it's director Zhang Yimou."

Just as the online comments were debating, a gentle knock was heard on the window of a black Mercedes van.

The scene shifts, and Wu Jing, wearing her signature baseball cap, appears outside the car window: "What are you dawdling for? Big Brother's getting impatient!"

Even more surprisingly, Jackie Chan poked his head out from the other side of the car door and made a classic kung fu gesture at the camera: "Hello everyone!"

Clearly, Gu Yang had given them prior notice!

The four of them arrived at a secluded private restaurant.

Gu Yang didn't advertise for the restaurant; the scene immediately shifted to the private room!
During the meal, Jackie Chan personally served soup to the two young men and introduced the dishes: "I've been eating Buddha Jumps Over the Wall here for twenty years."

Wu Jing and Gu Yang were discussing the script ideas for "Wolf Warrior 3" while Zhou Ye quietly poured them tea.

After finishing their meal, the group said goodbye at the restaurant entrance.

After Gu Yang took Zhou Ye back to the hotel, the vlog took a sudden turn.

The camera cuts to Xinghe Media's conference room; it's already 11 p.m.

Zhang Ruonan pushed open the door and entered, carrying a stack of documents: "President Gu, these are the contracts to be signed tomorrow."

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A bunch of question marks appeared in the live chat!
In the video, Gu Yang introduced, "Ruo Nan is a versatile talent at Xinghe Entertainment. She is both an artist and my special assistant."

Zhang Ruonan smiled shyly at the camera: "I can learn a lot from President Gu."

At the end of the video, the camera started shaking violently.

It turned out that Gu Yang was jogging on the streets of Yanjing in the early hours of the morning.

"Maintaining a good physique is a basic requirement for actors!" Gu Yang said, panting as he ran.

"Mr. Gu, wait for me..."

Gu Yang's camera panned across the area.

A girl is chasing after him.

As she ran, her arms swung back and forth with an almost exaggerated amplitude, her elbows bent at acute angles, each swing carrying a swift "elbow strike" sensation, as if she were performing some kind of lost martial art.

The frequency of the alternating push-offs from the ground by the two legs was extremely fast, but the stride was unexpectedly large, and the whole person's forward-leaning posture seemed to be pushed forward by an invisible force from behind.

It was just a normal night run, but she ran with a sense of mission to save the galaxy, her hair blowing wildly in the wind.

The silhouette gradually overlapped with the red figure running in the Land of Light from my memory.

That was Zhang Ruonan, who went for a night run with me!

That is……!
The screen dims, and Gu Yang's voiceover begins: "This is my ordinary yet special day. See you next time."

……

Mountain City, a certain residential area
Tian Xiwei dragged her suitcase up to the fourth floor. Before she could even take out her keys, the security door was pushed open from the inside with a "bang".

Little sister Tian Xiaoyu burst out like a cannonball and hugged her waist: "Sis! Where's my coconut candy?"

"It's in the bag, it's in the bag..." Tian Xiwei was knocked back half a step, and the raccoon fur on the hood of her down jacket smeared all over her sister's face.

"All you ever do is eat!" Tian Xiwei snapped to her older sister's pose and pinched her cheek. "You little glutton..."

The aroma of spicy chicken wafted from the house, and Father Lao Tian poked his head out of the kitchen, holding a spatula: "Didn't you say you'd be back on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month?"

"He went to visit Xiao Lu for a few days."

Tian Xiwei kicked off her snow boots, and a ball of orange fur immediately brushed against her feet. Her family's orange cat, "Hotpot," was tugging at the baggage tag on her suitcase.

The mother brought out the pickled fish from the kitchen, and when she caught sight of her daughter taking three large coconuts out of her bag, she almost dropped the bowl: "Bringing this back for the New Year?"

"Oh, what a thoughtful gesture from my colleague!"

Tian Xiwei slammed the coconut onto the coffee table, then magically produced a vacuum-packed pack of West Lake Longjing tea and a huge Jinhua ham, saying, "Recommended by my colleagues from the film crew."

"A colleague?" Tian's mother put the pickled fish on the table, squinted at the three green coconuts, and asked, "Which colleague is so inconsiderate as to send this stuff during the New Year?"

“She’s my best friend from the film crew.” She touched her nose guiltily. “She said this coconut is especially fresh, suitable for the elderly, and you can’t buy it anywhere else…”

Tian's mother glanced speechlessly at her silly daughter, swallowing back the words she was about to say, "You silly girl, why are you so stupid!"

It's Chinese New Year, and my daughter just got home, so I can't scold her!

Let's talk about it in a few days.

“This tea and ham…” Mother Tian picked up the tea bag and looked at it for a while, then suddenly raised her voice, “Old Tian! Is your daughter…”

"Dinner's ready! Dinner's ready!" Father Tian suddenly interrupted, banging on the pot lid and winking at his youngest daughter, "Xiaoyu, go get the wine."

The octagonal table was laden with food: a hot pot with bubbling red oil, crispy fried pork, bright green pea shoots, and Tianfu's specialty, spicy stir-fried snails.

Sauerkraut fish, spicy chicken...

"I wonder how this year's Spring Festival Gala went?" Father Tian poured the whole family some homemade bayberry wine.

Except for Tian Xiaoyu.

A special report on the Spring Festival travel rush was playing on TV. Tian Xiaoyu secretly stuffed peppercorns into the bottom of her sister's bowl, and Tian Xiwei tapped her hand with chopsticks.

“That Gu Yang,” Father Tian suddenly spoke, the tip of his chopsticks poking at the bean sprouts at the bottom of the bowl, “is he the one on TV who’s always having rumors with you?”

"How are you two doing? Are you together?"

Tian Xiwei choked and coughed, and her younger sister quickly handed her a tissue: "Sis, why is your face red?"

"That big star wouldn't even look at your daughter," Tian's mother said loudly as she added duck blood to the hot pot. "Don't you even know what your own daughter looks like?"

"What else can it do besides eat?"

"Who said you don't like it?" Tian Xiwei suddenly stood up, tossing her ponytail. "We...we..."

The words caught in his throat as he twisted the drawstring of his hoodie.

The hot pot broth was bubbling away, and the TV was showing a preview of the Spring Festival Gala, with Gu Yang flashing across the screen in a sharp suit during the rehearsal.

"Why didn't you bring it to see us?" Father Tian placed the blanched tripe into his daughter's bowl. "Could it be that..."

He's going to be on the Spring Festival Gala today!

"Oh..." Father Tian knew what was going on and stopped testing him.

Tian Xiaoyu stared at her older sister, "Then why don't you go?"

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Heartbroken, old iron!

……

The hotpot for the New Year's Eve dinner was still bubbling and steaming, and the four members of the Tian family were already squeezed onto the sofa in the living room.

The coffee table was piled high with tangerines and melon seed shells. Mother Tian sipped her osmanthus wine, while Father Tian turned up the volume with the remote control.

On television, Jia Ling, sporting an exaggerated head of curly hair, was jumping around in the skit "The Real and Fake Teachers".

The father, munching on an apple, laughed so hard he slapped his thigh: "This chubby girl's acting is so cheerful, she's definitely got the makings of a teacher!"

Tian Xiwei corrected him helplessly: "Dad, her name is Jia Ling, and she's very famous now."

Tian Xiaoyu hugged a cushion and leaned on her sister's shoulder, laughing: "Sis, she's much more uninhibited on variety shows than you are!"

Tian Xiwei reached out and pinched her younger sister's face, and the two sisters started playing around.

Not long after the skit ended, cheerful music started playing. As soon as the intro to Jay Chou's "Confession Balloon" began, Tian Xiaoyu immediately sat up straight, her eyes sparkling.

"Sis!" She grabbed Tian Xiwei's sleeve. "Could you ask your brother-in-law to get me Jay Chou's autograph?"

Tian Xiwei's ears burned, and she reached out to cover her mouth: "What nonsense are you talking about! Besides, Gu Yang isn't a wishing well..."

Before the words were even finished, the scene on the TV changed, and Jackie Chan and Wu Jing took to the stage to sing "China" together.

Mother Tian slapped her thigh in admiration: "Wow! These two martial arts stars sing with such energy! Daughter, can you ask Xiao Gu to get me an autograph later?"

Tian Xiwei sighed, "Mom! Do you think he's just a delivery guy?"

The whole family laughed. Tian Xi blushed slightly, grabbed a tangerine and started peeling it, pretending not to see her sister's mischievous look.

Just then, the stage lights on the television suddenly went dark.

Yellowed old newspapers and old photos appeared on the big screen, with the mottled film texture flowing, as if the river of time was quietly flowing on the stage.

The piano prelude flowed out like water, and the stage lights gradually came on.

On the left, Gu Yang, dressed in a black Zhongshan suit, slowly walked to the center of the stage. His slender fingers gently grasped the microphone, and his fingertips unconsciously rubbed against the metallic microphone.

He lowered his head slightly, the wisps of hair on his forehead casting dappled shadows under the light, and his Adam's apple bobbed gently with the melody of the prelude.

On the right, Zhou Ye walked gracefully in a blue cheongsam dress, the hem swaying gently with her steps.

She stood in the center of the stage, her fingertips brushing against the stray hairs by her ears, tucking them behind her ears.

The two smiled at each other from a distance. Zhou Ye lowered his eyes slightly, while Gu Yang nodded gently, and they raised their microphones at the same time in tacit understanding.

Their voices rang out, creating a sense of dialogue that transcended time and space.

A deep, gentle male voice rang out:

"You were the same age as me that year,"

"As youthful as a naive, unpolished song."

"But in order to create that new world of your dreams, you turned around."
Hastily stepping into the storm!

Then came a clear, crisp female voice:

"I see millions of lovely yous,"

"Running into the depths of the smoke and fire without looking back,"

"How many youthful figures disappeared into the night, only to be replaced by the dawn!"

Tian Xiaoyu covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Brother-in-law is so handsome! Sister, you have such good taste!"

The father nodded: "The young man sang with great spirit, much better than those who just hummed and hawed."

Tian's mother had already taken out her phone: "I have to record this and post it on my WeChat Moments—'My daughter's boyfriend is on the Spring Festival Gala!'"

Tian Xiwei blushed to the roots of her ears: "Mom! Don't post this!"

But his finger secretly tapped the camera, aiming at a close-up shot of Gu Yang on the TV.

His features were exceptionally clear under the stage lights, and when he reached the climax of his song, his gaze was intense as he looked directly at the camera, as if he were looking straight through the screen.

"I look up at the starry sky you have seen, and we meet again across a hundred years."

"At this moment, we will always be in sync, I understand!"

Suddenly, Father Tian said, "This girl sings quite well too! Weiwei, is she from your company?"

"What's so great about it!" Tian Xiwei was so anxious she almost jumped up. "They lip-synced for the Spring Festival Gala; it was pre-recorded."

She continued muttering under her breath, "Her singing isn't even as good as mine, she must have had it edited during the recording..."

The farmer suddenly realized, "Oh, I see..."

As the song on stage came to an end, Gu Yang and Zhou Ye exchanged a smile and simultaneously raised their microphones:

"I look up at the starry sky you once saw, but the earth beneath my feet has changed time and space."

"The touch of red you left behind, swaying in the wind, remains in my heart, in my heart!"

As the last note faded, Gu Yang looked directly at the camera again, a gentle smile curving his lips.

Tian Xiwei's heart skipped a beat!
A minute later, her phone suddenly rang; it was a message from Gu Yang.

"The last line is sung for you."

(PS: After thinking about it, I've decided to keep going. I just hope that updating more often can improve the performance. Brothers, if you have any monthly tickets, could you support me then?)
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