Chapter 237 Waiting
Soon, Chen Minhao ushered in his first long vacation in college - the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day holiday. Other people's holidays are holidays, traveling around the mountains and rivers, visiting relatives and friends. And Chen Minhao's vacation is work, work, work.
During the short seven-day holiday, Chen Minhao will shoot 2 commercials, accept an interview, and appear on a variety show. And these are the opening dishes, and Chen Minhao's main meal is the National TV's Mid-Autumn Festival Gala.
From the beginning of school in early September to the present, Chen Minhao has basically never had a day off. At first, it was military training. After school officially started, Chen Minhao attended classes from Monday to Friday, practiced the basic skills of an actor, went to the library, and had to go to the National TV station to rehearse programs on weekends.
Although very busy, Chen Minhao enjoyed it.
The day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Father Chen called Chen Minhao and asked, "Are you still used to staying in Kyoto? I heard that their mooncakes are different from ours here."
The point of communicating with people is not to understand what the other person says, but to understand what the other person wants to express.
Chen Minhao heard it: Father Chen didn't talk about this topic to discuss the taste of mooncakes with Chen Minhao, he just wanted to say that the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is a reunion of people and the moon. Father Chen is calling him to go home during the Mid-Autumn Festival. But in the past few days of the holiday, it has indeed been fully arranged by work.
Chen Minhao thought for a while and said: "Dad, I have to go to the National Taiwan Mid-Autumn Festival to perform at the National Taiwan Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, and I have been attending classes recently. I am a bit behind in work, and I have to catch up with the schedule."
Before Chen Minhao finished speaking, Father Chen sighed and said, "Well, anyway, you should find time to go home. Your mother misses you very much."
In the microphone, Chen's mother's voice came immediately: "I miss Haohao, but you don't! The night before yesterday, you"
Chen's father's routine is that Chen's mother will expose him, and he will hang up the phone. Chen Minhao hurriedly said: "I'll book two tickets for you, come and watch."
Father Chen asked hesitantly: "Will this be too much trouble? Besides, I have to take care of those potted flowers at home. Last time you said that the potted orchids were of great use to Xingxi, so I wanted to raise a few more pots." .”
Chen Minhao resolutely said: "No trouble, your son is already performing on stage, so it's hard to get two tickets. And if you come over tomorrow for the Mid-Autumn Festival, if you don't worry about it, you can go back by plane the next day."
Father Chen said with a smile: "The brat's wings are stiff, and he dares to torment you. All right, just do as you said."
After Chen Minhao hung up the phone, he first booked two air tickets for Chen's father and Chen's mother, and then immediately called Xiao He, the staff member who connected with him on the national channel: "Xiao He, you still have tickets for the party ?"
Xiao He said: "Brother Chen, if you ask me a few days in advance, I will squeeze you out, but the party will start tomorrow. The tickets have basically been sent out, so it is a bit difficult. But I will try my best to help you." You can ask my other colleagues."
Chen Minhao asked: "Is there any scalper tickets? Money is not a problem."
"Brother Chen, wait a minute, I'll find a place first, don't hang up." After 1 minute, Xiao He gasped and said, "Brother Chen, I'm downstairs, it's inconvenient to talk in the office just now. But let me tell you in advance that I don't have a scalper ticket, and the scalper ticket is not passed on from me. But there are a few scalpers who often contact me and want to get tickets from me, so I still know a few scalpers of."
Chen Minhao said with a smile: "Understood, it's okay. Xiao He, money is not a problem. Two tickets, it is best to go together, but if you don't have a row, separate ones are fine. Please, Xiao He."
Xiao He said anxiously: "Brother Chen, I will try my best. The scalper may not have a ticket now."
After Chen Minhao hung up the phone, he sighed. During the phone call just now, I uttered all the big words, and now I can only talk hard. Because he knew that if he showed a little embarrassment on the phone just now, Chen's father and Chen's mother would never come, because they would not make things difficult for their son.
During Chen Minhao's second rehearsal, the assistant director Wang Suan once asked if Chen Minhao wanted tickets for the gala. Chen Minhao refused at the time. If God gave Chen Minhao another chance, Chen Minhao would definitely say: Please give me a stack of tickets.
Although Wang Suan proposed to join Chen Minhao's program, during the rehearsal, Wang Suan did not show any excessive intimacy towards him. Although he had already rejected it before, but for the sake of Chen's father and mother, Chen Minhao could only bite the bullet and call Wang.
Wang Suan was overjoyed when he heard it, and said, "Xiao Chen, why did you change your mind? There may be no front row now, but since you have spoken, the seat behind me will definitely take care of it for you. But next time, please speak earlier. Xiao Chen, I Let me tell you, this ticket is like a girl, you must know how to cherish it when you meet it. If you don't cherish it, this ticket is like a girl, and you will become a married woman."
Chen Minhao said: "You are right." Only you can get me a ticket, and you can say anything.
At six o'clock in the evening, Xiao He and Wang Suan didn't call Chen Minhao. Chen Minhao was planning to use his trump card and post to Moments.
In the middle of editing the content, Wang Suan called and said: "It's very lucky, I have two tickets for the first row." Just after hanging up the phone, Xiao He also called and said that I got two tickets, but Back.
Chen Qiang and Kang Hui watched the rehearsal not once or twice, and they were not interested in the party at all. And Lin Xiuzi, Gao Dao, Zhang Xinyi and others were not available. Chen Minhao gave Luo Jing two tickets in the back row based on the principle that I spent money and should not waste it.
Luo Jing was so excited that he didn't sleep all night. In his opinion, this was an important milestone in his dog-licking career!
September 30th, nine o'clock in the evening.
Chen Minhao was making final preparations in the backstage of the National TV studio.
Chen Minhao has come here for rehearsals four times. There are quite a few big-name celebrities, but everyone is relatively friendly, and there is no behavior of using big-name celebrities at all. The rehearsal sequence and make-up sequence of several big-name stars are humble, and they are also polite to the staff.
Chen Minhao was a little disappointed that the female stars competing for the C position did not happen.
Even during the rehearsal, Chen Minhao saw a little girl in the staff accidentally spill a glass of water on a female star of Tang Juan, and the little girl cried in fright. Tang Juan said with a smile, don't cry if it's okay.
But Chen Minhao never saw that little girl backstage again.
The National TV's Mid-Autumn Festival Gala was broadcast live, so all the programs were stuck in time, minutes, or even seconds. Chen Minhao finally understood that in the past we used to chat and joke with the hosts at the Spring Festival Gala and Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, but in fact it was completely according to the script. Otherwise, the host in front has let himself go, and it's almost time for the finale party, so the finale show won't be on yet?
Therefore, a huge electronic screen was set up in the waiting area in the backstage, on which the precise time to go on stage and the time to prepare for the waiting area were scrolled and played.
Chen Minhao's last time was scheduled from 11:09 to 11:13, this time is naturally not the finale, but for a newcomer, it is not bad.
All kinds of viewers, yesterday was a shameful day for kiwifruit, and they stopped changing. . . In fact, many old readers know Kiwi’s writing habit. After get off work at 9 or 10 o’clock every day, he codes in the office, and then goes home after typing. On the one hand, the taxi company will reimburse me. On the other hand, the boss will think that I am working hard and give me a little extra money. (It did add...)
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