Entertainment: The path of superstars from yearning

After the scene was finished, Meng Feibai quickly returned to CCTV to prepare for rehearsal.
This is the Spring Festival Gala. Although young people don’t pay much attention to it, they can’t be careless.
It would be embarrassing to make a mistake on the national live broadcast.
Finally, it was New Year’s Eve, and the Spring Festival Gala began.
The recording of the Spring Festival Gala is not completely live broadcast, only the TV live broadcast in the studio, and the off-site recording is actually used.
After all, such a large-scale gala cannot achieve 100% live broadcast.
However, this point has been announced to the public a long time ago. CCTV still has to face, and will not use 100% live broadcast as a gimmick.
After all, once such a lie is exposed, it will be very difficult to cover it up.
Waiting until eight o’clock, when the Spring Festival Gala officially started, Meng Feibai had already dozed off in the lounge.
Replenish your energy! This time it was even longer than the New Year’s Eve party, Meng Feibai’s show had to wait until after ten o’clock.
The Spring Festival Gala was indeed much more boring than the New Year’s Eve party. There were several shows, but the most interesting part was the host’s halftime gag.
Sa Beining’s support company is still strong. He and Dong Qing sang together, and they actually have a sense of sight of watching cross talk.
I have to say that the Spring Festival Gala Stage Supporter Contest is pretty fun, but it’s not so good when interspersed with those skits during the intermission.
I don’t know how long I waited, but Meng Feibai cheered up to watch when it was the host session, and fell asleep when it came to the official program.
Finally it was Meng Feibai’s turn to play.
As the last few shows, Meng Feibai felt that he might be the king of this year’s Spring Festival Gala.
Because he watched the previous show, it was an embarrassment.
Meng Feibai didn’t understand those sketches, what they were talking about.
Well, he didn’t look at it.
“Next, please enjoy the song. Holding the moon in your arms, performers Meng Feibai and Li Yiyang.” After Li Sisi’s voice fell, Meng Feibai also quickly came backstage, ready to go on stage.
Li Yiyang is a dancer in the program group of the Spring Festival Gala. The song “Holding the Moon into Your Arms” is written by Li Bai’s poem, and when Meng Feibai sings, he will play Li Bai and dance beside him.
CCTV also spent a lot of money on this program, and the projection special effects are so arrogant.
Seeing this special effect, Meng Feibai was even more certain that other programs were really made with feet.
The prelude started!
On the stage, the brightly lit city of Chang’an appeared at the beginning, and then it turned to a thatched hut in a bamboo forest.
An eagle soared into the sky, overlooking Chang’an City.
“Damn, this special effect is amazing~`!”
“My mother!”
“Is this arrogance? I love it!”
“This is too beautiful!”
“Call Teacher Meng.”
…
“The moon in Chang’an turns the blue silk into snow, and jumps into the blue sky after drinking the water of the Yellow River drunk…” Meng Feibai stood on the lifting platform, slowly rose to the middle of the stage, and began to sing.
“Wow~!”
Clap clap…
Meng Feibai’s appearance cheered up the audience and those in front of the TV.
after allA lot of people came here for Meng Feibai’s show, and they were really not interested in the Spring Festival Gala or something.
“Looking up at the bright moon, traveling through the millennium to the window, lamenting that the Dan Que in ancient times is not seen today; the poems of the ages and generations are full of glory and disgrace, the ups and downs, the divergent roads are still there, the bright moon remains cold and white, toast to the moon, drunk watching the dancing shadows wandering in the world, Looking at the sky, the fog clears and the clouds clear, holding the moon in my arms…”
“Fuck, Meng Feibai is too stable at the scene!”
“As the saying goes, a director who doesn’t want to be a singer is not a good screenwriter.”
“Da Fei Bai, tell me I’m a singer, I want to watch the gods fight.”
…
“Dancing with the long wind, inviting the bright moon, to the appointment of the prosperous age, shaking a thousand cups of joy, heart inexhaustible, rich in history and history; thousands of gold are scattered and come back, crossing the clouds and sailing through the sea, heaven gave birth to my talents, broken eyebrows and broken waists How sad…”
While singing a section, Li Yiyang appeared on stage, wearing Li Bai’s clothes, and waving a brush.
On the projection behind it, a line of Li Bai’s poems appeared, and then turned to a big roc flying in the rainstorm.
“Embracing the moon in my arms!!!”
At the same time as the high-pitched voice in this life, Wia behind Li Yiyang took him and flew into the sky, level with the moon on the projection.
Then a burst of light flashed and disappeared.
Immediately behind the projection was a figure, waving.
“For thousands of years and generations, the road in the poem is full of honor and disgrace, the rise and fall of the road, the crossroads are still there, the bright moon remains cold and white, raise a glass and ask the moon to get drunk and watch the dancing shadows wandering in the world. !”
“what!!!!!”
With the last high-pitched sound, the figure turned into a silhouette of a greenhouse, and the song ended.
“Damn it, I’m going to blow up the song, and I’m going to blow up the dancing too.”
“It’s really awesome. I guess this is the king of this year’s Spring Festival Gala.”
“.‖Meng Feibai, mother loves you.”
“No male mother!”
“The air is shaking and cold, when will the male mother stand up?”
“Stop talking, I want to hold Lao Meng in my arms.”
“Didn’t Meng Feibai often say that he can’t sing?”
“His inability and mine inability may not be the same thing.”
…
This time is not like the New Year’s Eve party. The Spring Festival Gala has to wait until the end. At twelve o’clock, everyone will sing together to forget this night.
If there is something urgent, you can leave, but Meng Feibai really can’t think of any reason.
“Unforgettable tonight, unforgettable tonight, no matter the end of the world, the corner of the world, thousands of miles in China…”
After singing “Unforgettable Tonight”, Meng Feibai felt that this evening was indeed quite unforgettable.
. . . . . .
In the middle of the night, you have to go home for the New Year. If you don’t go home, Comrade Lao Meng will have his legs broken.
And my mother is not a kind mother, she will eventually evolve into a mixed doubles.
Comrade Lao Meng was a soldier when he was young (what?), and he was also a frightening army guarding the border, so he was very cruel.
“What’s the matter? Everyone is waiting for me?” Meng Feibai returned to the clan and looked at the whole family waiting for him, feeling a little embarrassed.
Li Kui stepped forward, took his hand and said, “It’s Chinese New Year, how can we move before everyone is here?”
“Yo, Yiyi, you’re about to fall asleep!” Meng Feibai said while hugging his little niece.
The little niece is the daughter of my cousin. She is only six years old this year, and she is considered the favorite of the whole family.
Especially Mr. Meng, the next-generation relatives don’t talk about it.
My cousin, Mencius Chu, was in politics.
I won’t talk about the specific position, I’m afraid the world will collapse.
Anyway, my cousin is also a redhead, he offends people and wins people over, he’s pretty awesome.
Of course, these are not important, because these are tool people, and they will basically not appear in the future. It’s just that a handsome author wants to make up the word count. .