Chapter 467: The Ubiquitous Placement of Advertisements
After a lively opening dance, Zhao Zhongxiang, Yang Lan, Ni Ping, Liang Yanling, Li Qingan and Zhang Yongquan walked to the center of the stage.
This year's Spring Festival Gala is different from previous years. This year's Spring Festival Gala is held in the name of Chinese Spring Festival Gala for the first time. It is co-organized with Baodao, Xiangjiang, Nanyang and other places, and some programs are passed on.
Moreover, the scene of the party was also arranged on two floors. On the second floor, there was a place similar to a box. Feng Yu and the others sat in one of the places with a very good angle.
During the first opening dance, the camera swept across here, Feng Xingtai and the others stood by the fence, waving desperately. This is CCTV's Spring Festival Gala, and people all over the country can see it! Feng Yu sat in the back, and Kaka was bouncing and nibbling melon seeds.
Feng Yu didn't know if there was any food in other people's boxes. Anyway, Feng Yu brought in a lot of peanuts, melon seeds and fruits. The staff at the scene saw that it was Feng Yu, and they didn't feel embarrassed to stop him. , There are still people who treat this place as their home.
"The Spring Festival is celebrated every year, and the fire trees and silver flowers are never dark. We wish everyone a new year~~~" Zhao Zhongxiang's voice was still so magnetic.
Just as Feng Xingtai and the others sat down, they stood up again, clapping and cheering, just like watching an open-air show, completely forgetting that this was the CCTV Spring Festival Gala.
"Hey, is that the one who sang "Little Basket"?" Feng Xingtai patted Feng Yu's head excitedly.
"Dad, yes, why are you so excited?" Feng Yu looked at his father sadly. How excited are you when your favorite Huang Hong appears in a while?
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At this time, Qin Mingxiao and Yao Jinfen appeared on the stage. They are the most popular magicians in China at this time. As long as anyone in China knows magic, there is no one who does not know them. The status in the hearts of the people is probably equivalent to when Liu Qian was the most popular in the previous life. .
Please come up with an audience member, this is a real audience, not a nurse. The audience is dressed as Grandma Liu, with a pocket on the waist, from which various things are continuously conjured.
Oranges and apples were all thrown to the audience, causing the audience to loot.
Feng Xingtai said disdainfully: "An apple, what's there to grab?" After speaking, he grabbed an apple on the table and took a hard bite.
The second floor is said to be a box, but it is not a real box. The back is not closed, and there are many family members of the staff standing there, watching the show.
They stared dumbfounded at Feng Yu and his family, why is there still a table here? There is nothing in those places next to it.
And there are too many things on this table, right? Peanuts, melon seeds, pine nuts, walnuts, candies, apples, oranges...a large table was filled.
Who are these people? If they are big leaders, they should be sitting at the table in the front row below. If they are not big leaders, how can they bring these things in and prepare a table for them?
"Dad, pay attention, something exciting is coming."
Yao Jinfen took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and then Qin Mingxiao tapped it with a small stick, and the handkerchief was taken away, and there was an extra Walkman in his other hand.
The audience in front of the TV will see that the camera suddenly zooms in, and it is the latest Aihua Walkman, which is too obvious.
It's custom made, of course it's obvious!
"Who wants this Aihua Walkman?" Qin Mingxiao asked loudly.
"I want!"
All shouted in unison,
Raise your hands at the same time.
"I want it, buy it myself, this is for our lucky audience who participated on stage!" Qin Mingxiao said with a smile.
The lucky viewers started to be tricked, and only then did they realize that they were really lucky. This Walkman cost hundreds of dollars, right?
Feng Xingtai pursed his lips, and threw the apple core into the trash basket under his feet: "What's the point, isn't it just a walkman, if you have the ability, you can turn it into a big tape recorder!"
Feng Yu tapped his forehead: "Dad, I can't hide a big tape recorder." This is magic, not magic!
As the show continued, Feng Yu found out that if Dad knew how to use a computer in ten years, he might join the troop of complaints in the Spring Festival Gala!
Obviously watching it so happily, applauding harder than anyone else, always finding something wrong. Many of the program arrangements are your son's idea, such as the Walkman just now.
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Teacher Yan Shunkai held an egg and kept explaining to others: "This egg is indeed my own. I didn't take your egg!"
"Hey, isn't it just an egg, eat it."
"No, this egg is indeed mine. I really didn't take your eggs. If you don't believe me, count them?"
This show is indeed a classic show. Even though Feng Yu has watched it many times, but watching it again this time, he still laughs. Zhang San performed by teacher Yan Shunkai is too aggrieved! Especially that face, the expression of frowning eyebrows, is so classic!
For this show, Feng Yu didn't change the lines or anything, but a super electric fan was placed on Zhang San's desk. It’s summer, so it’s reasonable to put an electric fan on the table in summer.
What, director? You said that the super electric fan is too expensive and doesn't fit Zhang San's identity setting? Who cares, no one cares about this, I will send ten newest super electric fans to the station later!
Feng Yu thought no one would care about this detail, but the old man next to him patted him on the shoulder: "Isn't that Zhang San a doorman? Can the doorman afford a leafless fan? And in the show just now, Huang Hong was a shoe shiner Right? How come there is a bladeless fan at home? Does this director know what life is like for ordinary people!"
Feng Yu wants to cry, Dad, where did you come up with so many questions, are you here to demolish your son today?
Feng Yu leaned into his father's ear and whispered, "Dad, that super electric fan is all made by our family. I spent money to let them put it there. It's an advertisement."
Feng Xingtai's eyes widened, and he asked Feng Yu with a suppressed voice: "The Spring Festival Gala...is also allowed to advertise?"
He knew that his son had done a lot of commercials on CCTV, but he didn't expect that the Spring Festival Gala would also be allowed to do commercials.
"Shh~~~ Don't let me. But isn't it done? Watch the show, don't talk about this." Feng Yu signaled that there was someone next to him, and it was not good for others to hear.
In fact, Feng Yu's investment in the placement of advertisements in this Spring Festival Gala is not low. The advertising investment in the entire show can almost catch up with the annual advertising price of CCTV during a prime time period.
But Feng Yu felt that it was not a loss. He not only made friends with the leaders of CCTV, but also made an advertisement on the world's largest TV platform, so that audiences across the country can see it. He still remembers Guojiao 1573 in his previous life, after the Spring Festival Gala, the sales went up!
When Feng Xingtai heard his son say this, he immediately sat upright and stopped complaining.
"This song is beautiful, who is this actor?" Zhang Muhua pointed to the people on stage and asked Feng Yu.
Feng Yu was sweating profusely, you can hear this song, how rare it is. In a few years, people will not sing on stage very much. Because more than ten years later, she became the mother of the country, and the people kindly gave her the honorary title of "Mother Peng".
Feng Yu also felt that this song "Congratulations to Spring" was not bad. Why do you still feel a little proud to be able to listen to the singing of the future mother of the country?
Come to the Spring Festival Gala this time, no loss! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian () to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to read.)