Chapter 695 It’s All an Accident

The position was moved to the living room, and the focus was the 20-inch Hitachi color TV.

Color TV sets these days are generally 14 inches. Japanese products have come in and are synonymous with high-end foreign style. Domestic products are generally Haiyan, Panda, Peony, Changhong, etc., and each one costs more than 1,000 yuan.

Chen Qijia bought this TV from Hong Kong. At 8 o'clock sharp, the Spring Festival Gala starts.

When you come up, you are given a panoramic view of the interior of the stadium, with auditoriums on all sides, a stage in the center, and scenery such as steps and bridges. This is nothing, the key is the brightness. Yu Xiuli glanced at it and said: "Why is it so dark?"

"It's so dark. No lights were turned on at the scene?" Chen Jianjun asked.

"Open it, you can see it's all lights."

Chen Qi looked at it carefully and identified it: "This should be borrowed from the film studio. It is a two- or three-kilowatt tube light. The stage is too big to illuminate, and it cannot turn."

"What if we have to turn?"

"Take a bamboo pole and pull it."

"When you say that, I don't even want to read it," Yu Xiuli said.

All said and done, you still have to watch.

At the beginning, Zhao Zhongxiang came out and spoke a few words, followed by the familiar debut program: the opening dance!

Chen Qi couldn't help but feel happy when he saw a bunch of people wearing fancy clothes singing and dancing on the stage. This was different from the original version. The original 1985 Spring Festival Gala opened with the Peking Opera "One Hundred Monkeys Welcome the Spring".

I don’t know what I was thinking back then. This year is the Year of the Ox. Why did Mao want to make a "Hundred Monkeys Welcome the Spring"? Moreover, an actor Diaowei Ya slipped from the air and hit a pillar.

Now it has been changed to an opening dance, so it is festive and lively.

After the performance, several hosts appeared, and Gong Xue couldn't help laughing: "Ma Ji looks like Elvis Presley!"

"Who is Elvis?" Yu Xiuli asked.

"A star in America!"

Chen Qi answered casually, staring at the TV and wondering: "What do the CCTV artists think? Do they think this outfit is suitable?"

This year's theme may be freedom and openness, which is particularly western. Ma Ji wore a white suit and a bright red shirt with a big collar exposed, and his chest was open.

Jiang Kun was no less generous, wearing a black suit and pink shirt.

"..."

At this moment, countless viewers in front of the TV are also frowning.

"What kind of clothes are you wearing? Your chest is exposed and it's not serious at all."

"Why don't you wear a Chinese tunic suit? What kind of suit are you wearing?"

"Serious suits look good, but these are inappropriate suits!"

Amidst the complaints, the host said the opening words, which were still familiar: "We wish the people of all ethnic groups in the country, compatriots in Hong Kong and Macao, compatriots in Taiwan, overseas Chinese and all the Chinese people around the world a happy New Year!"

Chen Qi founded the sect and set the rules, but Huang Yihe didn't dare to touch them.

Followed by the second program, the chime performance.

Didn't you ask Zeng Hou Yi to ring the chimes last year? This year Huang Yihe simply invited the Hubei Song and Dance Troupe to come over, let a group of people dress in ancient costumes, ring bells and play music, and spray dry ice to create a fairy-like scene.

So far it's pretty good, and then it's time to stop cooking.

After the chime, the host had finished announcing the curtain long ago, but the next program had not started yet. The camera could only awkwardly scan the audience. They were all wearing large cotton-padded jackets and down jackets, and they were as cold as grandchildren. You could still see in the front row, but you couldn't see anything in the back row. Many people were holding telescopes...

There was no walkie-talkie, the conductor was ineffective, and the program was not well connected, so it had to be silent.

This Spring Festival Gala lasted for 6 hours before it ended. According to Huang Yihe himself, if the quiet time was eliminated, it could be shortened by at least more than an hour, which shows the chaos on the scene.

"What is this? We're done watching two shows, let's make dumplings!"

Yu Xiuli was angry and started making dumplings.

Sauerkraut and pork filling.

Chen Qi likes to eat three kinds of vegetables the most. Although there are leeks in winter, the quantity is small and it is basically impossible to grab them. He, a northerner, loves stewed sauerkraut, but he doesn't like dumplings stuffed with sauerkraut.

Yu Xiuli and Gong Xue were making dough, while Chen Jianjun rolled out the dough silently. He did nothing, just picked up some dough and played with it. He made a loose little person, flattened it with his palm, and then tried to squeeze it again.

"Are you a kid? How old are you?" Yu Xiuli looked displeased.

"Otherwise? How old am I?"

"Stubborn mouth!"

"Mom, just let him play, otherwise he will make trouble too." Gong Xue said with a smile.

"Go and go aside, it's annoying to watch!"

Yu Xiuli chased her son away. He patted his butt and stood up, moved from one end of the sofa to the other, and continued to make noodles. The old mother sighed and said, "Xiao Gong, sometimes Xiao Qi is hated by others, please bear with him."

"It's nothing. We are usually very good. He was teasing you on purpose."

"Anyway, tell me if anything happens and I'll take care of him!"

Now, Yu Xiuli is not dissatisfied with Gong Xue at all, and she is very happy to have found someone who can take care of her son.

After watching the TV for a long time, the show finally started again, but few people were interested. After the dumplings were wrapped, Gong Xue specially made spring rolls. There are two types of spring rolls: salty ones filled with shredded cabbage and pork, and sweet ones filled with bean paste.

The sweet and salty differences between the north and the south are just opposite. For example, the tofu puffs in the north are salty, while those in the south are sweet; rice dumplings in the north are dipped in sugar, while those in the south are salty. There are also unnatural foods like mustard glutinous rice balls... and so on. The list goes on and on.

The firecrackers outside had stopped, but suddenly they started crackling again, which fully demonstrated the boredom of the Spring Festival Gala.

Chen Qi also went down to set off a whip and several firecrackers. There are fewer people here, and the building of the Beijing Film Studio is even more lively. People are kicking their feet and jumping to the sky. Children are running around holding flowers and shouting.

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"If you can release it, release it quickly. It will be banned in a few years!"

He came back just in time to eat dumplings and watch TV.

Objectively speaking, Huang Yihe still spent a lot of thought, such as inviting two Hong Kong big names, Luo Wen and Wang Mingquan, the Cantonese opera master Hong Xiannü, and Ma Sanli.

This was the only time Ma Sanli appeared on the Spring Festival Gala, and he sang a not-so-funny "Da Le Te Le".

Taking advantage of the Olympic momentum, Lao Huang also invited several Olympic champions, which just happened to correspond to last year. Last year, we sent them off, and this year, we welcomed them and cheered for them.

The program also had highlights, such as the song "Little Grass", which was very popular in the 80s and 90s: "I don't have the fragrance of flowers, I'm not as tall as trees, I'm a little grass that no one knows..."

And "The Full Moon on the 15th", which is a famous song handed down from generation to generation.

It's a pity that these highlights were ignored. And the public opinion criticized it not only because of these, but also because of the ideas expressed in the whole evening party: too free and open!

Just like the clothes worn by Ma Ji and Jiang Kun, what kind of weird stuff is that?

There is also a program, the song "Descendants of the Dragon", sung by Huang Jinbo, who is actually a mayor of California, USA. There is also Chen Chong, and Luo Wen twisted his body when singing, and Huang Ayuan's lottery game...

All these things show one thing, the tone is distorted.

Chen Qi invited Hong Kong people to sing "My Chinese Heart"; he invited Taiwanese people to sing "Clouds of Hometown". When organizing overseas Chinese to pay New Year's greetings, he deliberately did not invite Americans, just because he did not want American elements to appear on the Spring Festival Gala stage.

The host's words are humorous but also great and glorious, this is called the tone.

Old Huang was too free, and he did not grasp the content and ideology well. There was no story after the evening party, all accidents.

The family barely made it to 12 o'clock. Chen Qi and Gong Xue stood up to greet the New Year: "Happy New Year, Dad! Happy New Year, Mom!"

"Good!"

"As long as you are happy, we are happy!"

Yu Xiuli also prepared a red envelope, which was bulging. Chen Qi opened it on the spot. There were ten big unity notes inside: "Only one hundred yuan? You are so stingy!"

"Don't let me kick you on New Year's Day!"

Yu Xiuli pretended to kick, and Chen Qi pulled Gong Xue and ran away.

"You don't want to watch it?"

"I don't want to watch it, I'll go to bed! You guys should go to bed too, this crappy party will take another two hours!"

...

It was past 12 o'clock.

There were still continuous firecrackers outside. The two of them were sleepy lying in bed. Gong Xue was confused: "This year's Spring Festival Gala is really ugly. Fortunately, you didn't touch it at all, otherwise I would blame you."

"I want to touch it but they won't let me. I finally have the dominant position."

"Won't Lao Huang be miserable?"

"More than that? The radio and television are miserable!"

(There will be more in the evening...)