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Chapter 430 The Second Time

Reading scripts and analyzing images is work, and there is fatigue, and the way to relieve fatigue is to change to another job, just like changing to physics when you are tired of studying mathematics.

Gan Jing switched jobs to the Spring Festival Gala, which has been widely complained about, but the ratings are still amazing.

This is his second trip to the Spring Festival Gala.

The rest room, rehearsal room, and studio hall are full of people and busy, and Gan Jing is no exception.

Until around seven o'clock in the evening, Gan Jing had a rest time.

As a celebrity-level actor, he and Tan Jing have their own lounge, and sitting here at the moment is the duo of Lao Chen and Zhou Dongyu, who are playing a mentally handicapped game with poker.

"Hey, Dongyu, add me, let's play three-person fight against the landlord." Tan Jing had met these two before, and she liked this girl who was a little aura and willful.

"Uncle Gan, Uncle Gan, let's play together, the four of us are fine." Zhou Dongyu said to Gan Jing who just sat down to drink tea on the other side.

"Why do you call him Uncle?" Tan Jing didn't hear this title before, but now she is puzzled at first hearing it.

"Uh, he babbles like an old man all day." Zhou Dongyu casually explained the reason, and thought about it carefully, why did he call him Uncle Gan when we first met?

Well, it seems that it's because his previous on-screen images were all aged.

Tan Jing was amazed, turned to look at A-Gump, and found that he was in a daze.

"Uncle Gan, come on, four people fighting the landlord." Zhou Dongyu said again, "It can relieve your tension."

Gan Jing didn't even look at it: "Go ahead and play, I'm not nervous at all."

Zhou Dongyu wanted to pull him over again, but Lao Chen stopped him. He could see that A-Gump was in a bad mood, and he could more or less guess how A-Gump was feeling during the reunion during the New Years and festivals—this was why he insisted on accompanying him. The reason for coming to the Spring Festival Gala together.

As for Zhou Dongyu...

The three played cards there for a while.

After a while, Zhou Dongyu's phone rang, and she hung up after saying "hmmmmhhhhh".

Gan Jing took a deep breath and asked, "Your mother called, right? Dongyu, I think you can go back to spend time with your family tonight."

Zhou Dongyu said eloquently: "No, you are the number one female artist in our studio, and I am the number one female artist in our studio. Today you let all other assistants have a holiday. I must be here, and I can't lose my momentum. .People are surrounded by groups, how can you do it alone!"

"What a mess." Gan Jing rolled his eyes, because it was Chinese New Year and he was on the side of CCTV, so he directly asked all the staff who were still working in the studio to rest.

Zhou Dongyu ignored him, and still enjoyed playing with Tan Jing and Lao Chen, but after 2 minutes, Uncle Gan's long sigh made her heart skip a beat.

——"Female college students are not allowed to stay."

Her heart beat faster, and from the corner of her eye, she saw that Uncle Gan was still in a daze, as if he just sighed casually.

This guy really thinks of himself as my uncle?

Zhou Dongyu was in a bit of a mess and lost three games in a row.

Tan Jing saw some clues with a woman's intuition, and said with a smile: "Zhou Dongyu, pay attention, and the taxi money lost will be gone."

Old Chen smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll drive later."

Tan Jing said slowly: "Then you can rest assured that you won."

Listening to the conversation of the three people over there, Gan Jing really felt a sense of being out of the group. During the festive season, they miss their relatives a lot. After the show, they can go home to be accompanied by their relatives, but what about him?

Being with a dog is quite funny, even though I really like that dog who can only play games.

Knock, knock, knock on the door.

The door of the rest room was pushed open carefully, and a staff member came in with his head poking his head, met A-Gump's gaze, and couldn't help showing a smile: "Mr. Gan, the Spring Festival Gala will start next time. There is a big screen here. Both you and Teacher Tan Jing can come and see."

In order to ease—well, maybe exacerbate—the tension of the actors, the CCTV working group installed large screens in suitable places to watch the live broadcast simultaneously.

"No, the three mentally handicapped are playing cards over there." Gan Jing replied.

The staff member was a young man, quickly glanced at the situation on the other side, stuck out his tongue, said goodbye to Teacher Gan Jing, and gently closed the door.

The chorus of Gan Jing and Tan Jing is at 12:12, which is not bad, because many people will spend 12 o’clock with the Spring Festival Gala to usher in the new year of the lunar calendar. However, Gan Jing used to be on TV When watching programs in front of the camera, I never stay up until [-] o'clock. I always go to bed early, and then I am woken up by the sound of firecrackers after [-] o'clock.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the Spring Festival Gala officially started.

Gan Jing could hear the commotion outside, so he got up silently and went out for a few laps. When he came back, he found that the mentally handicapped trio were still playing poker.

"Dong Yu, are you sure you don't want to go back? You can still have a New Year's Eve dinner when you go back now. I'll let Lao Chen see you off." Gan Jing asked.

Zhou Dongyu grinned: "Sister Jing, did you see that? My boss babbles like this. Chinese New Year at home is not as cool as being here on CCTV. I want to listen to the countdown of CCTV hosts here."

Gan Jing shook his head, turned around and sat back in his seat, pulled out the script, and read it intently.

On the other side, Tan Jing glanced at Forrest Gump, and seemingly unintentionally chatted about the relationship between her and her husband. After successfully attracting the attention of a certain little girl, she summed up with a sigh: "Any warm story has a From a brave beginning."

Chicken stock works great.

Zhou Dongyu was thoughtful.

"Hey, Forrest Gump, let's rehearse again, don't forget your words when you come on stage." Tan Jing put the poker on the table with a smile, got up and greeted Gan Jing.

Gan Jing nodded, read a few more lines, and muttered a few words before standing up.

The makeup of these two people is done in advance, Gan Jing stands up gracefully, and Tan Jing is also elegant and generous. From the perspective of visual effects, the combination of the two is still good.

Lao Chen and Zhou Dongyu on the side admired it up close, feeling relaxed and happy for a moment.

Watching programs up close and watching programs on TV are sometimes two different feelings, just like listening to a concert when you are not there.

Zhou Dongyu stared at the two with his chin in his hand, listening to the singing, the words that Tan Jing said just now came to his mind-any warm story begins with a brave beginning.

This makes sense.

This makes sense!
She has a kind of eagerness to move.

After the two sang, the little girl was still in a daze.

"Okay, stop playing, calm down, and get ready to play later." Gan Jing reminded.

Tan Jing just looked at him with a smile, without saying a word.

Gan Jing was a little apprehensive when she looked at her. She didn't know what this elder sister was thinking about, but she almost wrote the word "weird" on her forehead.

　The program crashed, and I lost the draft. I was quite depressed, so I continued to code the next chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)