Entertainment starts with variety shows

Chapter 433 Star-studded, Famous Scene
In the evening, following Dapeng, Fang Jing brought a gift to visit Uncle Benshan's house.

Many friends and many paths, Uncle Benshan's influence is not only in the entertainment industry, but also the power of Benshan's media should not be underestimated. Few dare not give him face.

Fang Jing has come to other people's territory, and it is unreasonable not to visit the pier.

"Mr. Fang, hello, it's better to meet you than to be famous. I can hear your name like a thunder. This time Dapeng's movie is thanks to you."

"Don't dare, Mr. Zhao, thank you. You are an elder, just call me Fang Jing. Speaking of which, I grew up watching your Spring Festival Gala from below."

"Pfft! Cough cough cough."

At the dinner table, the two exchanged pleasantries. Hearing Fang Jing's words, Dapeng almost spit out half a sip of wine from his throat, and his face turned red.

When Fang Jing was a child, people all over the country knew what was going on in his house. There was no electricity, and there was a TV with farts.

"Don't drink if you don't know how to drink." Uncle Benshan glared at Dapeng, turned his head and said to Jing Jing with a smile, "I'm used to this kid, just kidding."

Fang Jing has a great reputation outside, and he stepped into the front line early. Among the younger generation of artists, few are as popular as him. They need traffic to have traffic, and works to have works.

But Lao Zhao has withdrawn from the arena for many years, and he doesn’t know much about the younger generation of artists. As for Fang Jing, he only knows that this young man is very popular, singing and acting, starting a company, and doing charity. too clear.

"Ms. Zhao, I haven't seen you on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala for several years. Today is my dream come true."

Fang Jing said that he grew up watching his Spring Festival Gala. Of course, he was referring to his previous life. People born in the [-]s and [-]s, I am afraid there are not many people who have not seen his sketches.

The taste of the New Year at that time was the real taste of the New Year. After the New Year’s Eve dinner, the family sat in front of the TV and watched the Spring Festival Gala, laughing so hard.

After Uncle Benshan withdrew, the Spring Festival Gala was not as good as the previous one. There were more stars invited, but it was not interesting at all. Most of the time, the TV was turned on and listened to.

Of the current comedians in the entertainment circle, I am afraid that only Shen Teng can take the lead.

"Thank you for your liking. Now I'm too old to act." Uncle Benshan greeted Fang Jing to sit down. "The Spring Festival Gala is very stressful. I started rehearsing three or four months in advance. Over and over again, I faced more than one billion Audience, don't dare to be sloppy."

Different from the energetic abductee on the stage, the black-soiled old man, in real life he already has gray hair and is not in good health.

In the early years, after the Spring Festival Gala, I was admitted to the hospital when I went backstage. Before going on stage, I had to rely on oxygen inhalation.

Talented people come out from generation to generation, even if he doesn't give up, his era should be over, Lian Po is old.

At the table, Fang Jing and Uncle Benshan were chatting about homework, and they had a relationship. They talked about the chaos in the entertainment industry, and then they talked about charity and movies.

The two chatted very speculatively, and more than an hour passed without knowing it. Worried that the old man would not be in good health, Fang Jing offered to leave.

"Nowadays there are not many young people like you in the entertainment industry. If you have free time, you can come to me. If you have any troubles, you can come to me. I still have some face in this three-acre land."

"Mr. Zhao, thank you. I will definitely come when you are free. Don't send me off."

The next day, Fang Jing woke up early and received a call from the foundation. Uncle Benshan donated 200 million in his own name.

Counting the donation time, it was shortly after he left yesterday.

Han Hong once said that all real stars have a sense of social responsibility. They are not in the arena, but their hearts are in the arena.

Celebrities who don't know how to be grateful to the society are not celebrities, at best they are ordinary people with more money and more fans.

Over the years, Uncle Benshan has donated a lot, three to five million, and one to two million. If you donate, you donate. People don’t post on Weibo, and they don’t publicize it everywhere. Few people know about it.

Fang Jing originally wanted to call back to express his thanks, but it was still early, so he simply edited a text message and sent it.

At noon, when I came to the crew, I saw many familiar faces.

"Hello Mr. Huang."

"Hello, Teacher Jiang."

"Hello, senior."

"Brother Chen, hello."

Dapeng has a lot of face, in order to film this scene, he invited a lot of seniors in the rock industry, and any one he pulls out is someone who used to be all-powerful.

From the beginning to the end, Fang Jing spent the time shaking hands and taking photos.

Many of these musicians are his favorite groups, and there were posters of them in the bedroom in his previous life.

……

At Ji'an Railway Station, a group of eighteen or nineteen-year-old students got off the train. Hundreds of people, both men and women, held their heads high, all carrying guitars on their backs.

"Classmates, what are you doing?"

"Wow! So handsome!"

"Which music school is this?"

"Old Zhang, the girl in the white dress is secretly taking pictures of me."

"Fart, she took pictures of me."

"Everyone stands up according to the class, and the class leader rolls the roll!"

A few minutes later, the group of students with a strong youthful atmosphere lined up and left.

At the gate of the train station, four buses were parked, and a long banner read the words "Sewing Machine Band Crew Welcome Yanjing Midi Students".

At this time, the onlookers knew that they belonged to Yanjing Midi.

They got into the car one by one, and everyone went straight to the crew. The time was tight, the guest star only had one day, and he was leaving tomorrow. More than 5000 extra performers were not able to come every day.

A group of students came to the set, screaming again and again.

"Wow! Isn't that Zhao Mingming from the Black Panthers?"

"Wow!! Tang Dynasty band Liu Yijun!"

"Also, Siqin from the Cavaliers Band!"

"Who did I see, Brother Long from the Baojia Street Band."

"Calm down, don't embarrass me, okay?" The leading teacher is in her 30s. She is actually the most familiar with these rock stars, and they were all active in her youth.

But as a teacher, face is still important, and you can't bluff like a student, even if you are emotional.

"Fuck! The Itch and Cobra are here too."

A female student excitedly said: "And Xie Tianxiao, watch the rye!!"

The teacher who led the team covered her face. This group of students was as embarrassing as Grandma Liu's visit to the Grand View Garden.

"Teacher, beyond! There are people from beyond!!"

"Where is it?" The teacher who led the team turned his head.

"There's also Fangfang Fangjing, the one with the electric guitar."

"Everyone, grandson, I'll take a step first, and let me know in the group if something happens." A boy took out his phone and rushed towards his idol.

"Teacher, I'm going to the toilet, I'll come back as soon as I go."

"Teacher, I'm thirsty, buy a bottle of water, see you later."

"Teacher, I, I, I will go to see them buy water."

Regardless of March 21, [-], the students scattered in flocks of birds in an instant, and took their mobile phones and pens to find their idols for autographs and group photos.

People who don't play music can't understand the excitement in their hearts at the moment.

Black panther, Tang Dynasty, Baojia Street, beyond, cobra, second-hand rose, heaven, knight, face, overload, wheat field, these are all symbols of the times.

(End of this chapter)