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Chapter 246 The Spring Festival Gala is to make people happy

"I heard that your station is planning to hold a 'Spring Festival Gala' on New Year's Eve, is that right?"

There was a meaningful light in Wang Xiaowei's eyes.

Wang Feng said in surprise: "I didn't expect that this matter in the station would spread so quickly. Has it even reached your ears?"

Fang Yan raised his eyebrows and saw that Wang Feng not only did not reveal the truth, but instead started to spy on the situation of the Yanjing TV Spring Festival Gala.

"The specific work is all done by the comrades in the Art Department." Wang Xiaowei cast his eyes on Lin Ruwei, Liu Di and others. "They are young, smart, and have many ideas. I feel relieved."

Lin Ruwei and Liu Di looked at each other, and the pressure doubled.

Wang Xiaowei asked back: "How is your station?"

Wang Feng remained calm, "We are also well prepared."

The two groups chatted for a few more sentences, and then saw leaders such as Zhou Weizhi coming in one after another and returning to their seats.

"I think Yanjing TV has the same goal as us, which is to host the show for this evening party." Wang Feng said in a low voice.

"I also have this feeling."

Huang Yihe said that he just noticed that when the program arrangements for this year's Spring Festival Gala were mentioned, the faces of Lin Ruwei and other responsible persons looked a little strange, and it did not seem to be what Wang Yiwei said.

"Then we must hurry up."

Wang Feng said: "We must get ahead of Yanjing TV and get the good programs, even if it means snatching them away."

"Rob? Will this disrupt the relationship between the two stations..."

Huang Yihe was very surprised.

Wang Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I can't care about so many things. Don't forget, we don't even have a show yet. We are already in a hurry, how can we care about others?"

Huang Yihe thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

This is what is called, I would rather die than let my friend die!
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"Whoa whoa whoa whoa."

Accompanied by applause, the Spring Festival Gala officially began.

Fangyan put down his hands and saw Zhao Zhongxiang coming on stage, but not as a "host" but as an "announcer".

At this time, there was no such thing as a "host".

The announcer does not need to know how to control the stage like the host. He only needs to mechanically announce the show. For a cultural performance, he can clearly report the program information to the audience and introduce the performers.

Basically, there is no confusion.

Zhao Zhongxiang first invited Zhou Weizhi, the former minister, and Zhu Muzhi, the new minister who replaced him, to make an opening speech.

"Then I will just say a few words..."

Zhu Muzhi did what he said and only said four sentences.

"I wish this evening party a complete success, and wish all comrades happiness and good luck in the new year! Thank you!"

"Clap clap clap."

Fangyan clapped his hands.

Amid applause, the first program, "Toast Song", was welcomed.

"Han Wei wrote the lyrics, Shi Guangnan composed the music, the singers are Li Guangxi and Su Fengjuan from the National Opera House, please welcome them with applause."

"The wine is fragrant and the songs are flying."

"A friend, please give me a drink, please give me a drink..."

After a song, there is a dance.

Fangyan held his forehead and laughed. He had watched too many evening parties and performances in his previous life, and his appetite had become picky, just like he had been used to eating all kinds of delicacies from land and sea.

For a moment, I was a little uncomfortable.

The Spring Festival Gala program includes not only singing and dancing, but also Peking opera and model operas.

"Next, please enjoy the song "Gong Gang Lao Qin" written by Fang Yan and composed by Zhao Jiping. The singer is Yang Hongji from the General Political Department Opera Troupe."

"..."

"Please enjoy the song "China | Soldier" written in dialect and composed by the Guangxi Military Region Art Troupe, performed by the General Political Department Song and Dance Troupe."

"Please enjoy the song "Spicy Girl" written by Fang Yan and composed by Shi Guangnan, performed by..."

The fact that all three songs performed were written by the same lyricist was enough to shock the audience, but what was even more surprising was that the styles and themes of the three songs were completely different.

Military! National! Historical!

Especially, the lyrics were written in dialect!

In an instant, the audience began to whisper and discuss.

Li Guyi looked at the scenes on the stage and couldn't help but feel dazed, thinking back to the time when she sang "Homesickness" on this stage.

Nowadays, the song is labeled as a "yellow song".

She was also labeled as a "pornographic singer" and "Mainland Deng Lijun", and suddenly became a sinner in the music industry.

I sighed quietly and could hear people around me giving high praise to the lyrics written in dialect, which were basically rave reviews.

"I didn't expect that Teacher Fang is not only good at writing poetry, but also good at composing lyrics."

Facing the gazes of Wang Yiwei, Lu Xiaowei and others, Fang Yan vaguely felt that something was wrong. The look in his eyes was exactly the same as the one given by those newspaper editors who wanted to grab his manuscript at that time.

"Teacher Fang."

Lin Ruwei said: "Can these songs be given to Yanjing TV? We also want to perform them at our Spring Festival Gala?"

Fang Yan said playfully: "Didn't you just say that Yanjingtai is almost ready?"

Wang Yiwei said with a smile: "The station has not yet finalized the list of programs. It will have to go through the final round of review before it can be officially recorded. At this time, if a better program appears, we naturally don't want to miss it."

When Fangyan asked, Yanjing TV said that it had prepared 12 programs this time.

"Teacher Fang, look..."

Lin Ru cast a burning gaze at them.

"Ahem, although I'm the lyricist of these songs, I can't make the decision on this matter. It depends on the performers' wishes."

Fangyan shook his head.

Wang Yiwei and the others looked at each other and agreed that this was the truth. They did not insist any further and immediately decided that as soon as the evening party was over, they would negotiate with the performers and make sure to get ahead of the central station.

The Ministry of Culture prepared 14 programs, 9 songs, and 3 dances for the Spring Festival Gala, which lasted for more than 3 hours. The gala ended with applause. It was lunchtime, so the Ministry asked the canteen of the Great Hall of the People to prepare Laba porridge for the guests.

Although it is not Laba Festival yet, no one will care.

The aroma filled the air and Fangyan was enjoying his meal.

Although the Laba porridge in later generations had more ingredients, such as lotus seeds, dates, chestnuts, almonds, peanuts, walnuts, lilies, longan meat, etc., and even various flowers and seasonings were added, making it fancy.

In comparison, simpler is better.

"Xiao Fang, how do you feel?"

At this moment, Qiao Yu's voice came from behind.

Fangyan looked back and said, "It tastes good, soft and not greasy."

Qiao Yu picked up the kettle of Erguotou and asked him to follow her to meet Zhu Muzhi, Zhou Weizhi, Chen Huangmei and others.

Fang Yan was stunned for a moment, then he heard him say that Zhu Muzhi had been very interested in him and wanted to meet him.

This time, I shined at the Spring Festival Gala. Among the 9 songs, one-third of the lyrics were written by myself, so I wanted to meet this last disciple of Shen Yanbing.

While they were chatting, the competition between Yenching TV and Central TV was extremely intense, competing for performance programs.

There was an increasingly noisy sound in the crowd.

All of a sudden, the festive and harmonious atmosphere in the room was destroyed.

"Nonsense!"

Zhu Muzhi frowned and asked his secretary to remind them.

Fang Yan volunteered to go along. The two of them had a clear division of labor. The secretary stopped the Central TV station and went to pull the Yanjing TV station himself.

"Director Lin, Director Lu, what on earth is going on?"

"Oh, it's hard to put it into words."

Lu Xiaowei lowered his voice and said that CCTV, relying on its strong brand and high platform, snatched away the shows they also liked, such as "Hot Girls", "China｜Soldier", "Shaolin, Shaolin", and "Shepherd's Song", leaving them with "The Strong Old Qin".

And they even call it: Just a share, no thanks.

"Please judge for yourself, this is reasonable!"

Lin Ruwei said: "They took away the four best programs and left us one, and they even asked us to thank them."

The dialect sounds a bit unauthentic, smacking my lips.

It is really inappropriate to broadcast "Old Qin" on New Year's Eve.

"So, our station director has made the decision."

Lu Xiaowei said that this year's Spring Festival Gala, Yanjing TV will compete with CCTV, even though the two are held at different times, CCTV on New Year's Eve and Yanjing TV on the Northern New Year's Eve.

Fangyan asked, "You look very confident?"

“Originally we had a 70 to 80 percent chance, but since CCTV took your song and the song from Shaolin Temple, our chances of winning are now only 40 to 50 percent.” Lin Ruwei curled his lips.

"Would you mind telling me about your program?"

Dialect looks left and right.

Lin Ruwei couldn't make up his mind, so he ran to ask Wang Yiwei and Long Xinmin for advice, and soon came back with Liu Di.

"Teacher Fang, our first program is a poetry recitation. It's the song 'Feng Liu Ge'. You must know it, right?"

Liu Di opened the notebook and started talking.

"Feng Liu, Feng Liu, what is Feng Liu?"

"The feelings in my heart are like the green willows in spring..."

Fangyan nodded. This song "Feng Liu Ge" was first published in the "People's Daily", and then the Central Broadcasting Station broadcast it with the music. It spread throughout the country and received widespread attention among young people.

It's pretty good, just average.

But you won’t know the following song programs until you compare them. If you compare them with the 4 songs selected by CCTV, they are simply amazing!

Even old songs from several years ago, such as "Young Friends Come to Meet" and "Camel Bells", were included!

There are even two songs that seem to be temporary fillers.

No wonder they were so anxious after it was snatched away by CCTV!
"Teacher Fang, what do you think?"

Lin Ruwei waited for Liu Di to finish speaking and then asked hurriedly.

Fang Yan shook his head and said, "I want to know what the nature of your Spring Festival Gala is?"

"nature?"

Lin Ruwei, Lu Xiaowei and others looked at each other.

"For example, I personally think that the Spring Festival Gala is to make people happy and let the whole family spend the New Year happily."

Fang Yan said, "So, what is the purpose of the evening party held by the Yanjing Taiwan Office?"

Liu Di replied: "We want to express the cultural will of Yanjing TV, as well as the theme of the times and the mainstream values ​​of society..."

Fang Yan said: "Excuse me, if you hold the Spring Festival Gala with this idea, it would be better not to do it, or just hold a gala like today and not broadcast it on TV."

"Teacher Fang, why do you think so?"

Including Lu Xiaowei, everyone was very puzzled. They all felt that there was nothing wrong with the Spring Festival Gala of Yanjing TV and it was very good!

“Is this party really for the common people?”

Fangyan frowned.

"Of course it is for the common people to watch. We hope that the people of Yanjing, and preferably the people of the whole country, can watch our gala."

Liu Di's tone was full of anticipation.

Fang Yan said: "Since you are serving the people, how are you going to serve the audience? What do you want to satisfy the audience?"

"I...we..."

Liu Di and others were stunned by the question. During the preparations up to now, they had not properly analyzed what the people wanted to see.

Fangyan glanced around and said in a loud voice, "It's hard to organize a gala. It's not easy for all the teachers, but you spent so much time and worked so hard to organize a Spring Festival Gala for the national television audience, and the result is just this? Just for your own entertainment!"

"I think this kind of Spring Festival Gala is not well organized!"

(End of this chapter)