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"Twenty-eight on the twelfth lunar month, send the noodles, steamed buns and steamed buns decals."

In a village on the outskirts of Beijing, the bungalows were ruined and smoked.

A woman with gray hair was kneading her face in an outhouse. She was not very old, but the hardships of life had already made this face wrinkle.

"Is Aunt Chen at home?"

When someone shouted outside, the woman wiped her hands and came out to see, "Xiaodong is here, hurry into the house and sit down for a while."

"No, my mother asked me to send you some meat."

"This makes it impossible, it doesn't."

"Hold it, I'm gone!"

The woman refused, but had to take a pound of pork and returned to the house.

Compared with this dilapidated and poor house, the house was filled with all kinds of new year's goods. Most of them were sent by TV stations, and a few were sent by neighbors.

Her husband died early and pulled a son by himself. Now that the son is not around, he depends on the neighbors for the Chinese New Year.

"Yo, face to face?"

With a squeak, the door was pushed open, and a white fat woman broke in without permission. "To say that you are really diligent, I can't. I looked at the stove and was confused."

"You are enjoying the blessings, unlike me suffering and suffering."

"There is bitterness and sweetness! Now that your son has made merits, is it a great deal, even if you are not on TV?"

"Don't talk about TV, I'm still confused, I don't know what I did."

"Well, I don't know. I don't think anyone has asked for it! Hey, don't you want to broadcast it today? Come to our house to watch TV at night, and everyone in the village calls."

Her family is a famous rich household in the village.

"What's so beautiful." The woman was a little embarrassed.

"It must be seen, the village has counted celebrities, remember to come!"

…………

"Don't mom come back today?"

"Ok."

"Then come back tomorrow?"

"..."

"Are you coming back tomorrow?"

boom!

The man replayed the bowl again, "Why so much nonsense, have you finished your winter homework?"

"Well!"

The son was reprimanded, crying with his mouth open.

Grandma quickly hugged her arms, "You said you, how angry are you at the child?"

While coaxing her grandson, she whispered, "Huijuan is on duty again this year? Wasn't it on duty last year?"

"It wasn't her originally. Something happened in the man's house, and she went up."

"Oh, that's busy work, you have to support it."

"I support! But there are so many people in the hospital, how can she be noble, she is indispensable ..."

"Snapped!"

"Woo!"

The man said more and more excited, and patted the table again, and the child finally cried.

"You lower your voice!"

Grandma hurriedly coaxed, "Don't cry or cry, Dabao misses my mother? Let's watch TV at night and we will see my mother at night."

…………

"Shy!"

In the evening, Teacher Xu, who had just climbed up, was eating his first meal around the stove.

The fire was very hot, and the pomegranate pia was roasting by the fire. After holding it back for more than two months, the fur became more conspicuous, no longer timid and cautious, and the original shape was like a little tiger.

If you ca n’t get on the wall now, you wo n’t be able to see Yinger for a day.

"Wangwang!"

"Wangwang!"

Xu Fei was eating, the gourd ran in and rolled over the hay, grabbing the master's trouser legs and began to stick out his tongue.

"Well, you are prosperous, everyone is prosperous, give you a red envelope."

He threw a bone, the gourd bit in his mouth, and leaned beside the pomegranate.

roll!

The cat with closed eyes and a sleepy paw goes up, but the dare doesn't dare to let it go, and runs back.

"Counseling!"

Xu Fei despised.

The cats and dogs are quite large in size. He built a kennel and cat kennel in the yard, covered with thick straw, and shielded the wind and rain. Pomegranates don't like it very much. They usually lie on the window sill. The gourd likes it very much. In private territory, who is close to who has teeth.

The main room is not allowed to enter, the doors and windows are usually locked, and the kitchen is not allowed to enter, the east and west rooms can be, but not shit.

Xu Fei had been educated for two months before letting them know that **** should be pulled under the roots of trees, or in flowers and grass. The water tank also moved in, and the two kings and eight people honestly hibernate, the most convenient.

He ate a meal, cleaned it up, and after seeing the time at more than six o'clock, he pushed the car out.

By night, I went to the stage and went straight to the cafeteria. There were so many people cooking with the master. Beijing and Taiwan have not yet had a holiday, and the only job left is to ensure the smooth performance of the Spring Festival Gala.

Many people came consciously and cheered for everyone.

"Teacher Xu!"

Zhao Baogang meets and greets, "How are you nervous?"

"It's kind of, but it's okay, generally speaking."

"Hey, what I said, I don't know if humble or proud."

"Different from person to person, such as Teacher Xu, no matter how proud, will be regarded as humble."

Feng pants started again.

"I'm nervous, success or failure is here, and here ..."

Liu Di was not in a mood to whistle, the most was to stay in his soul, and he couldn't make it happen, he could only suffocate himself as an audience.

Chat for a while.

"Hey, it's eight, TV!"

Everyone huddled over, slap! Xu Fei turned on the TV in the cafeteria.

…………

CCTV building.

The final rehearsal was just completed in the Spring Festival Gala in 1987. Director Deng Zaijun returned to the office to rest, tired and looking forward, because after tomorrow, he was liberated.

She was in her fifties, with deep qualifications, sitting on the couch rubbing her temples, and suddenly looked up.

"what time is it?"

"It's almost eight."

"Go to the meeting room."

She stood up, some colleagues were inexplicable, and immediately reacted, "Oh, the Beijing and Taiwan Spring Festival Evening broadcast today?"

"Broadcast it, what can you watch?"

"Yeah, don't read the newspaper so much, can you compare with us?"

Everyone came to the meeting room and turned on the TV.

Deng didn't say anything on Jun's mouth, in fact, he didn't take it seriously. CCTV's resources are here!

The coverage of light is unmatched in the country. Only in 1985 did China ’s satellite TV develop. CCTV is the only star that can cover most parts of the country.

Beijing and Taiwan are on the local side of Canada.

And she is confident in her program. There are two trump cards in the language category: Teacher Jiang's crosstalk "Hukou Daydream" and Master Ma's group mouth "Fighting the Five Features".

She believes that these two cross talks are breakthroughs, ironic at the moment, and the artistic level is extremely high.

The singing and dancing category is even better. "I love Wuzhishan, I love Wanquan River", "Blood-stained style" and "Little Me" are all very good, not to mention Wang Zhongwang-specially invited a Baywan singer to sing Two songs.

These two songs are great!

Deng Zaijun was very pleased to think about it, wasn't his hard work just to hold a good party?

"It started, it started!"

At eight o'clock, the first Spring Festival Gala of 1987 Beijing TV opened.

The host didn't go on, the music started, a group of people came out from the hula, the drums were loud, the songs were dancing. You sing a few minor notes in northern Shaanxi, and I'll take a few Jiangnan folk songs, all I want is lively.

"Attentive."

Deng Zaijun secretly commented, the beginning was good, the festival atmosphere suddenly started, but the software and hardware were too poor, the clothing was cheap, and the dancing lights were not good ...

"I can't say it, it's a lively picture, and the quality is far worse than ours."

"The stage is so small, it's not as good as my child's school playground."

"Haha!"

The crowd roared, bursting out a sense of superiority in CCTV.

After the opening, the two hosts came to the stage, sang a song, followed by a third program.

"Please enjoy the ballet brought by Jingcheng Dance Academy ..."

Ok?

Deng Zaijun frowned slightly. Is Beijing so bold?

Look again, the girl is very beautiful in a short skirt and white socks. However, the movement seems to have changed a bit, without raising the legs high, even if there is, the camera also gives a positive perspective.

"Come for favor, you must be criticized!"

"I think it looks pretty."

"Where it looks good, it's obviously vulgar."

"Where is it vulgar? You call it feudal thinking."

"Okay, this show is not bad, the scale is well grasped." Deng Zaijun waved his hand.

After the ballet, there was a sketch.

It's the same at the party. The opening two or three sections of singing and dancing, followed by cross talk or sketch, the quality is generally good, because it has to play a warming role.

I saw a line on the screen, "Bring a thief on a blind date".

"..."

Deng jumped in his heart and seemed to gradually break away from his own expectations. Beijing and Taiwan did not meet the rules, and they dared to make such a breakthrough.

"Don't run!"

"stop!"

The two ran on the stage one after the other, and they were very strange, one was frivolous, the other was wearing plain clothes.

"Brother, where are we going?"

"restaurant!"

"What are you doing at the restaurant?"

"eat!"

"Looking at it? Reform and opening up to change the face, the society is changing every day, catching thieves can't do it, people invite you to have a meal!"

Hiss!

The layman looks at the lively, the layman looks at the doorway. No one beeping, the rhythm is so good!

A young policeman made a blind date twice, and on the third time he caught a thief. There was no way to bring the thief to the restaurant, but he couldn't say so, so he had to pretend to be his colleague.

In three words, the theme of the story is introduced, which leads to conflicts.

Immediately following, Wu Yujuan came to power, and everyone's eyes lit up, the girl was so beautiful!

The clothes that Mr. Xu personally matched, youth and fashion, are not comparable to those flamboyant and cheap goods, and they are extremely personal.

"I just want to ask, am I not bad at all? Why did I refresh my appointment twice, do you have any opinions about me or what?"

"Brother and sister ... ah no, girl, you are wronged. This younger brother is diligent, earnest, and responsible. He is not at work today, and he can serve the people ..."

"Yo, he said you so well, why didn't I see it?"

"You haven't seen it yet, sometimes we can't see it!"

"Hahaha!"

The audience's laughter was clear, and there was no assistant director waving at the meeting. The music was real music.

"I really don't like to listen to this! Just because you guys have a career, am I still taking the graduating class! I am also busy, but am I also coming? This is a matter of personal respect, I think you do not respect me . "

Wu Yujuan is simple and straightforward, and the lines are all in point.

"No, really not ..."

Hu Yajie is stupid and stupid, stupid and stupid, "We are really busy recently, don't we have to celebrate the New Year, in order to let the people have a solid New Year, we have been training troops. Hey, he knows this matter best.

"Yeah, practice every day, so annoying!"

"Are you also participating in military training?"

"Practice! The cats practice, the mouse doesn't practice, don't you want to die?" Shen Junyi flicked his clothes, cheap and sloppy.

"Hahahaha!"

There was an instant burst of laughter in the conference room, and Deng Zaijun was also happy, followed by a staring look. The scene swept across the auditorium, all clapping and laughing, and all the guests sitting in front of the round table were guests.

There are a few people she knows, all are big leaders! Is it to come to power?

How can this be invited?

Deng Zaijun became extremely serious, no longer like the mentality of Fang Cai.