Seeing the mobile phone screen handed over by the stylist, Chen Mo couldn't help but laugh or cry. He didn't admit it.
But the fact is that he doesn't seem to need to admit it. Fans have already identified him as Kurotsuchi. Unexpectedly, they even built such a large projector outside the stadium.
"It seems that you are also on the black soil. The temperature in Yancheng is very cold now. Please don't catch a cold!"
"It's okay, it's okay. We've all prepared cold-proof clothes, all military coats. We'll put them on in a while. How about it? It's cool, isn't it?!"
"It's cool enough, that's a must!"
Chen Mo smiled: "Well, after you put on your makeup later, please inform everyone in the fan group that I will invite everyone to Quanjude after the Spring Festival Gala. After eating, everyone will go home to celebrate the New Year with their families."
"Really? Then I'll inform everyone right away. That's great!"
The stylist got excited, dropped the tools in his hand, took out his cell phone and started sending messages.
Chen Mo smiled helplessly and looked in the mirror. Fortunately, he didn't need too much styling. The robe looked very natural and elegant.
In the backstage monitoring and control room, Sun Yi held the walkie-talkie tightly and looked quite solemn.
The Spring Festival Gala is about to start, and they have rehearsed no less than twenty times, just for these short four hours.
He has great confidence that this Spring Festival Gala will surpass previous Spring Festival Galas, because both the selection of celebrity artists and the selection of works are very different from previous Spring Festival Galas.
Although it is still inevitable that some people will be inserted into the gilding, most of the works have been carefully selected.
"Director, it starts in five minutes!" the assistant would tell him every five minutes, and the last five minutes would need to be told every one minute.
He must ensure that everything goes smoothly before the Spring Festival Gala begins and that everything is in order during the Spring Festival Gala.
When there were ten seconds left on the clock, Sun Yi raised the walkie-talkie in his hand: "Attention all units, the countdown is five, four, three, two, one! For the opening program, the live channel is connected to CCTV 1, and the broadcast is connected..."
Orders were issued from Sun Yi's mouth one after another, and the entire program team was like a precisely calculated machine, operating at high speed and accuracy.
When the eight hosts walked onto the stage, he breathed a long sigh of relief and finally successfully completed 40% of the performance.
"Director, the opening rating is 0.92, which has set the highest record for the Spring Festival Gala in the past ten years!" The data monitor reported the current ratings data in surprise.
Sun Yi still had a straight face when he heard this: "Attention, all units, we have made a good start, with a ratings of 0.92 at the beginning of the broadcast. Please continue to persevere and hold on!"
"Received, resolutely complete the task!"
After hearing the replies from various channels on the walkie-talkie, Sun Yi nodded with a smile on his face.
Then, he focused on the scene in front of him. Judging from past experience, some problems would more or less occur during the Spring Festival Gala. He had to control everything and issue remedial orders at any time.
As time went on, in front of the stage, a group of old people wearing Chinese tunic suits and military uniforms nodded to each other, looking very satisfied from their expressions. An old man with snow-haired head smiled and said: "Xiao Han, this year's Spring Festival Gala was very good. Let me just talk about the skit program just now. It was very good. Everyone was very happy to watch it. They temporarily put away the worries of the year. It’s in the back of my head.”
"Well, it's indeed good. Director Sun Yi is careful in reviewing the program."
Guo Guodong's face was full of smiles. The old man was his last boss in the cultural and education department. With the old man's approval, this year's Spring Festival Gala has been more than half a success.
Therefore, he did not hesitate to mention Sun Yi's name.
Hearing this, the old man nodded with a smile: "We are in charge of the work of the national culture and education department. For such a capable and talented director, it is good to give him an appropriate amount of responsibility."
"Yes, I also plan to launch a cultural and educational film after the Spring Festival, and I plan to ask Sun Yi to take the lead."
At this time, Sun Yi, who had been staring at the screen, did not know that his name had been mentioned twice by the big bosses of the culture and education department, and that his name would shine brightly in the Yanguo film and television industry in the future.
Seeing that the Spring Festival Gala had gone very smoothly so far, he was about to breathe a sigh of relief when his heart suddenly rose to his throat. He leaned towards the microphone in front of him and asked in a deep voice: "Host, what's going on? This magic show lasts for five minutes. Why has he ended the interaction in only two minutes?"
"Director, I don't know either. I can't go up now..."
Without even listening to the host's reply, Sun Yi looked at his assistant with a livid face: "Let's see whose program is next. We must get the duration back on track, hum!"
He was very dissatisfied with the magician on the stage at the moment, because this magician and the magic show were not what he liked.
At this time, the assistant had already found the next program and said quickly: "Director Sun, the next program is Chen Mo's solo performance, but it only lasts three and a half minutes."
"Chen Mo? I don't know if he can catch it!"
Although Chen Mo is a person with great potential and strength, he has never experienced such a formal stage. If he puts the delay on the opponent, if he fails to catch it, the rhythm of the entire Spring Festival Gala will only become worse and worse. Messy.
Seeing that the magic show was about to end one and a half minutes early, Sun Yi couldn't care about so much anymore and could only put his treasure on Chen Mo. Because the subsequent programs are not likely to be prolonged, and in the final analysis, he is still somewhat selfish. If something goes wrong, he can still blame the latter.
It's easy to find excuses. The other party temporarily requested extra time, but he could only compromise due to the other party's identity and background.
So he said to the intercom: "Attention all units, the next program needs to be delayed. The host, lighting, sound effects engineer, and field controller will fully cooperate!"
"receive!"
Following Sun Yi's order, all units of the program team immediately launched emergency plans, which they had already prepared.
When the young magician on the stage finished his performance in advance, the two hosts quickly stepped forward: "Li Meng, I heard that this year a newly debuted singer won six major awards at the music festival with one song. , I wonder if you’ve heard of that song?”
"Haha, you can't pass me this Zhang Yong test. I listen to "Moonlight" every day now!"
As host Li Meng finished speaking, the melody of the climax of "Moonlight" sounded on the stage.
Chen Mo, who was already waiting at the entrance to the backstage, was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing, raised the microphone in his hand and started singing:
"This mortal battlefield"
"With thousands of troops, who can be the king?"
"After passing the love barrier~~~who dares to break through~~~"
"Looking at the bright moon~~~My heart is sad~~~"
"Eternal hatred~~~Taste of reincarnation~~~"
"Close your eyes~~~Who is the craziest~~~"
"Look at the impermanence of this world"
"Those who dare to love are doomed to be hurt for the rest of their lives."
While singing, he walked onto the stage step by step at a slow pace, and the lights followed his movement, bringing him into the audience's sight little by little.
(To be continued!)
