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Chapter 228 Invitation to the Spring Festival Gala

Gan Jing didn't understand how the game League of Legends was played, but he listened to what the manager said and understood it silently in his heart.

——Team battles can be lost, but Gouzi must die.

——The next time I meet this kid, I must kill him!
For a game, Gan Jing was a little hard to understand how Andy could have such a big resentment, and in the end it had to be attributed to the charm of e-sports.

That night, Andy chatted with Gan Jing about the recent situation in Hollywood, Warner's latest strategy, and his appreciation for Gan Jing's opening up of the Disney animation department.

Originally, Gan Jing thought dubbing was a very small thing, but according to Andy, the more such things are, the more precious they are at certain moments.

But after the agent passed by, Gan Jing's mind wandered while sleeping on the bed, does this thing have an Oscar?Even if there is, won such an award, can it have the glory of best actor?

With such thoughts in mind, he fell asleep deeply, and when Gan Jing woke up the next day, he planned to entrust a real estate agency to help him find a place to live in this part of California.

Just like what the agent said before, it is more worry-free to buy a place to stay when you often travel in the United States.

Just found a real estate agency here, and when Gan Jing was planning to go to Warner Corporation to find Andy, he received a call from his domestic agent, Chen Huihong.

"what?"

"There's no need to think about it."

"Okay, I'll take care of the matter here and buy the nearest plane ticket to go back."

Hanging up the phone, Gan Jing pondered for a while, first contacted Andy to inform him that he was about to return to China, then asked Alan to let him do things well, and finally hesitated for a while but still did not cancel the decision to buy a house here.

After completing these things one by one, he booked a direct flight to the capital at night by phone.

A little rushed, a little anxious, because the news on the phone from Lao Chen was that the director team of the Spring Festival Gala had sent him an official invitation to the Spring Festival Gala of the Year of the Dragon through his agent Chen Huihong.

Busy with filming and development, Gan Jing has never thought about inviting him to the Spring Festival Gala, and there is still half a year left before the Spring Festival Gala.

After boarding the plane, Gan Jing looked at the dark sky outside, wondering why he suddenly received this invitation.

……

"Because your name is very popular recently. You can't feel it when you are not in China. Even if I am in Hong Kong these days, I can feel your heat. There are several programs in Hong Kong that find me, but I watched it. If the effect is not good, it will be pushed. There are also many programs in the mainland, and you just come back, so you can watch it.”

After waiting in the capital for a day, Chen Huihong flew over from Hong Kong and explained the invitation.

This year's Spring Festival Gala is directed by three directors at the same time, Ma Dong, Chen Linchun, and Liu Gang.

However, no matter who is the director, I am afraid that he will have to use his best. How much pressure is there to create a program that hundreds of millions of people watch at the same time, you can understand after a little thought.

In other words, based on this year's popularity and Gan Jing's hype in Cannes from the first half of the year, winning Best Actor in the middle of the year, and being bundled and promoted by several films in the second half of the year, the invitation to the Spring Festival Gala should be reasonable.

However, Gan Jing was still a little excited.

What you can’t get is always a commotion. If you can get on, this is the first time you stand on such a big stage.

China Spring Festival Gala is the most watched program in the world, bar none!

Every actor who showed his face above will be seen by hundreds of millions of people at the same time. What kind of influence is this?

"By the way, did the invitation to the Spring Festival Gala say what kind of program it is? You can't let me go up to film? Sing? Sing? I'm afraid language programs like sketches won't work." Gan Jing squinted his eyes and grabbed the dog's mouth with his right hand Front paws, curb his desire to sneak into the master bedroom - where the special computer he can use is in the master bedroom!
Chen Huihong's complexion was a bit strange: "They initially gave two choices, one is songs, and the other is opera."

Gan Jing was stunned, understood Lao Chen's expression, and wondered: "There is still opera? Let me sing Peking opera? Are you kidding me?"

He has not forgotten his identity as a named disciple of the Tan family, but he is only a named disciple. If he is going to sing a drama in the Spring Festival Gala, then those seniors should go.

Those people are masters who never leave their mouths!
"Obviously, that's right." Chen Huihong smiled wryly, "I've confirmed several times on the phone that they really have such a plan. They said that there is a program for you to appear on, and it is tentatively scheduled to be "Legend of the Torch". , can sing excerpts from Peking Opera. As for the songs, they haven’t been finalized for the time being. If you accept it, you can study it carefully and make sure.”

Gan Jing was a little speechless. He never publicized the matter of studying Peking Opera. He only sang a few lines when he first debuted on talk shows, and he briefly mentioned it in interviews later, and basically didn't say anything else.

At Tan Yuan's funeral before, he had promised that uncle that he would not gain attention in the name of the Tan family, does that count now?
"The songs are fine. Anyway, they should be those festive songs. For drama, I have to call my brother. A junior like me goes to the stage of the Spring Festival Gala. Don't make any jokes." Gan Jing said thoughtfully.

If my master Tan Yuan was still alive, would I, a junior Peking Opera apprentice, get his permission to be on such a big stage?He would probably say that he is not good at learning.

Gan Jing showed a slight smile, let go of the dog, took out the phone and called senior brother Tan Shan.

After the call was connected, he said some polite words first, and then turned to the topic.

"Brother, do you know about the Spring Festival Gala?"

"nonsense!"

"A lot of people go to the Spring Festival Gala every year."

"nonsense!"

"I was invited this year."

"Uh...huh? This is a good thing."

"Invite me to sing Peking Opera."

"..."

This time, Tan Shan lost his voice. After a while, he asked: "Let you sing Peking Opera? Which senior partner will you be with? What will you sing?"

"I don't know yet, it's just that there is a choice like this, but I thought about it, can I be on this stage to sing for the people of the whole country? It’s dark, and my uncle won’t be happy to see me appear there.” Gan Jing expressed his thoughts.

Tan Shan didn't hesitate at all, and said decisively: "If you can go up, go up. This is not recruiting gangsters, it's an honor. It's a great thing for the Tan family to sing Peking Opera on the Spring Festival Gala. Don't worry about him!"

"Then I'll go to your side to sharpen my gun later."

"no problem."

Gan Jing hung up the phone and said to his manager, "No problem. If there is one for the Spring Festival Gala, I will choose Peking Opera, "The Beauty of the Liyuan" right?"

"I'm afraid I won't show my face by singing this?" Old Chen Duo said.

"That's fine. Anyway, I think it feels good to perform for hundreds of millions of people." Gan Jing smiled and decided that if the director team of the Spring Festival Gala had no problem, he would practice hard.

The old master probably didn't expect that the last registered disciple he accepted would be on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, and even he himself had never been on such a big stage.

Hey, fate is wonderful.

　Code another chapter and post it later, I won’t be able to write it in the evening when I add more updates, and it should be fine tomorrow morning.

　　
　
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