Entertainment: A whirlwind marriage with a fairy-like mother at the start!

As the golden light faded, applause erupted like a tidal wave in the studio.

Time seemed to have been fast-forwarded.

The tedious rehearsals, repetitive blocking, and repeated reviews all vanished like smoke in the past month.

New Year's Eve.

CCTV Studio One.

Lanterns are hung high, and festive Chinese knots are everywhere, filling the air with an irresistible festive atmosphere.

Yu Le was dressed in a well-tailored black suit with a tie tied meticulously. Although he cursed the choking cloth a thousand times in his heart, he still wore the professional fake smile of "I am a successful person" on his face.

Liu Xiaoli sat beside him, wearing a dark red cheongsam and her hair was tied up, looking as dignified as a lady from a prominent family who had stepped out of a Republican-era pictorial.

The skit "Celebrating a Birthday" on stage, which lasted for ten minutes, finally came to an end.

"This skit...it'll make me fall asleep." Yu Le picked up his cup, took a sip, and muttered a complaint.

Liu Xiaoli gently pinched him under the table and gestured to the jib camera that was scanning the room.

Yu Le immediately sat up straight, waved at the camera, and flashed a standard eight-tooth smile.

The host, Zhu Jun, sang his signature deep voice throughout the venue.

"Next, please enjoy the song and dance performance, 'Wishing You Prosperity'!"

Boom boom boom!

Liu Dehua, dressed in a bright red Tang suit, emerged from the rising platform looking very energetic.

"Congratulations on your fortune! Congratulations on your amazing success!"

Immediately afterwards, Xue Zhiqian's conspicuous bag burst out.

This guy completely let loose, waving a red ribbon in his hand, his movements so exaggerated they looked like an octopus being electrocuted.

But the joy on his face was so intense that it was impossible to dislike him; you just wanted to laugh along with him.

Liu Qianqian and Shu Chang, dressed in pink short jackets and with their hair in double buns, danced in the back like two New Year picture dolls.

Their movements were synchronized and their smiles were sweet and healing.

This "king of kings + comedians + handsome men" combination instantly stirred up the emotions of the audience who had been somewhat subdued by the previous skit.

Yu Le's lips twitched as he looked at Xue Zhiqian on stage, who was wildly twisting his hips.

"This kid will definitely be turned into meme material later."

Liu Xiaoli laughed heartily, even clapping along to the rhythm.

"How festive! This is what Chinese New Year should be like!"

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New Year's Day.

Supermarkets, shopping malls, and barbershops across the country seem to have made a pact to play "Gong Xi Fa Cai" on repeat.

If you go out to buy a bottle of soy sauce and your ears aren't filled with "Congratulations on getting rich" five times, then you're considered to be very stylish.

This song is ridiculously popular.

The number of fans of the four performers also skyrocketed.

In the grand and magnificent courtyard, in the study.

Liu Qianqian was wearing pink bunny pajamas, hunched over her computer with her eyes wide open.

"Dad! Dad, come quick!"

She shouted towards the living room.

"It's broken! It's broken five million!"

Yu Le walked in carrying a plate of freshly sliced ​​cantaloupe and placed the plate on the table.

He forked a piece of melon, stuffed it into his mouth, and glanced at the screen.

Blog followers: 5,002,341.

In an era before the internet was fully widespread, five million followers meant you were a true top influencer.

Liu Qianqian's face flushed with excitement as her fingers flew across the mouse wheel.

The comments section has been flooded with comments.

Happy New Year, my love!

[Upstairs, draw your sword! Ling'er is mine!]

[Fairy Sister, please, please act in another period drama! Aside from Zhao Ling'er, everyone else looks like a country bumpkin!]

[Yu Le, you old scoundrel! Don't think I don't know you're watching! Hurry up and film the Legend of Sword and Fairy series!]

Yu Le looked at the comment that called him an "old thief" and his lips twitched.

"The quality of netizens this year is worrying."

While chewing on a melon, Liu Qianqian mumbled a popular comment indistinctly.

"Ten thousand people are petitioning for a sequel to 'Chinese Paladin'! Ling'er's death was too tragic; we want to see a resurrection match!"

The number of comments under this post has already exceeded 100,000.

All of them were neatly arranged with "+1".

Some people have even started writing scripts:

[Let Ling'er reincarnate! Or let Li Xiaoyao travel back in time! In short, she can't die!]

[I'd trade my roommate's ten years of single life for Ling'er!]

Liu Qianqian turned her head, her big eyes blinking as she stared at Yu Le.

"Dad."

She called out, drawing out the last syllable, with a hint of coquetry in her voice.

"Everyone wants to see a sequel."

"I also feel that Ling'er's death was too pitiful. How about... we make a 'Chinese Paladin 2'?"

Yu Le leaned against the desk, toying with a silver fork in his hand.

The Legend of Sword and Fairy 2?

forget it.

The plot is fragmented, and the characters are almost completely ruined. Making it into a film is a complete destruction of a classic.

But when he looked at Liu Qianqian's expectant eyes, and then at the screen full of "blood letters", he realized that...

This is a hot topic, why not jump on it?

Moreover, Xianyu Entertainment's current cash flow does indeed require a large project to support it.

"A sequel, huh..."

Yu Le put down the fork, making a crisp "ding" sound.

"It's not that you can't film it."

Liu Qianqian's eyes lit up instantly, and she almost jumped up from her chair.

"Really?! Then can I still play Zhao Ling'er?"

"What are you thinking about?"

Yu Le reached out and flicked her forehead.

"Zhao Ling'er is completely dead, how can they continue acting? Are they trying to make her come back from the dead?"

Liu Qianqian covered her forehead, looking aggrieved.

"Then why make a sequel?"

Yu Le walked to the window and looked at the gray sky outside.

Winter in Beijing always carries a sense of desolation.

But in his mind, the loud and boisterous girl in red, the silly boy who kept calling out "boss," and the girl in blue who had waited for a thousand years appeared.

"Who says a sequel has to be a continuation of the previous one?"

Yu Le turned around, a smile on her face that was hard to decipher.

"Let's film a prequel."

"A prequel?" Liu Qianqian was stunned.

"Yes, a prequel."

Yu Le snapped his fingers.

"I've already thought of a name."

"The Legend of Sword and Fairy 3"

Liu Qianqian was completely dumbfounded and started counting on her fingers.

"Isn't 2 after 'one'? How did it jump straight to 'three'? Did you eat 'two'?"

"Secondly, it's superfluous."

Yu Le spouted nonsense without any shame.

"It's like playing Dou Dizhu (a card game). Who says you have to play a 4 after playing a 3? Can't I just play the royal flush?"

He walked to the bookshelf, pulled out a notebook he had prepared beforehand, and tossed it to Liu Qianqian.

"Take a look at this."

Liu Qianqian took it and turned to the first page.

Several large characters came into view.

[Jing Tian. Xue Jian. Long Kui. Zi Xuan.]

"Is this a new script?"

She couldn't wait to look down.

Yong'an Pawnshop in Yuzhou City.

That money-grubbing young man.

That spoiled and willful eldest daughter of the Tang family.

And then there's the Jiang Kingdom princess who was sealed inside the demon sword for a thousand years.

Liu Qianqian was so engrossed in watching that she forgot to eat the cantaloupe in her hand.

A long time passed.

She looked up, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

"This Longkui...it's so heartbreaking."

"One person plays two roles."

Yu Le pointed to the name on the script.

"Blue black nightshade is gentle and quiet. Red black nightshade is bold and unruly."

"This role is for you."

Liu Qianqian pointed to her nose, her face filled with disbelief.

"Me? Red nightshade? Fiery?"

Although she is usually lively, she is not at all like the word "shrewish".

"What? You're afraid?"

Yu Le raised an eyebrow and used a provocation tactic.

"Afraid of messing up the performance? You're right, after all, you only know how to play fairies. This kind of role with such a big contrast does require a lot of acting skills."

"Who says I wouldn't dare!"

Liu Qianqian hugged the script to her chest, raised her chin, and her indomitable spirit instantly came through.

"I'll act it out! I'll scare you to death!"