Since its opening in 1990, the International Trade Center has been the jewel of business complexes in Beijing and even the whole country. In November last year, Liu Yunlai helped Du Qiu rent a luxury apartment on the top floor here, with an area of ​​more than 500 square meters, two living rooms and four bedrooms with separate bathrooms. In addition, it also provides various convenient housekeeping services such as cleaning, catering, pick-up and drop-off. In addition to the rent being too expensive, there are almost no disadvantages.

When Du Qiu arrived, he was surprised to find that Du Cunzhi was playing mahjong with Jin Ning, Qin Weizhen and Lu Zijian in the main living room. In his impression, his grandfather never liked such time-wasting and idle entertainment activities.

"Who's winning?"

"Oh! Du Dahongren is back, don't play anymore." Qin Wei was obviously not good at playing cards, so he pushed the mahjong in front of him, washed it a few times, stood up and said with great sincerity: "Du Qiu, are there too many luggage? If there are more, let these two men go to help, especially brother Zijian, who is very strong."

Lu Zijian smiled when she screamed "brother", clenched her fists and showed off her body in a toned position. She smiled with Tan Jingyun, who was playing with Lin Jinyan on the sofa and said, "Zhenzhen, you are more capable than Huang Rong."

Du Qiu put his suitcase by the door, greeted everyone, and then asked Lu Zijian: "Didn't you and Teacher Tan say you want to go to Pujiang for the New Year? Why did you come to Beijing too?"

"You have been practicing in seclusion recently to the point of turning a blind eye to the outside world?" Lu Zijian said while helping to pack up mahjong: "The situation in the Taiwan Strait has been very tense recently. My father was transferred to the capital at the end of January. My mother asked Jingyun and I to accompany him to celebrate the New Year."

The Taiwan Strait crisis in 1996 was one of the most dangerous situations that China encountered after the reform and opening up. It almost broke out. Lu Zijian's father was an officer in charge of logistics in the Sanjiang Provincial Military Region. Sanjiang Province was far from the strait, with two provinces in between. Even he was transferred to the capital. It seemed that the situation was about to break out.

Du Qiu traveled through the party and knew that the matter was finally defeated and passed it safely, so he didn't take it seriously and didn't pay much attention to the news in this area, but others didn't know it, so he cared very much, especially Du Cunzhi, who asked: "Xiao Lu, what did your father think of this crisis?"

"My father is confidential and never talks about these things with us." Lu Zijian shook his head and frowned and said, "I heard that a new round of exercises will be held in the coastal area in March. The soldiers participating in the exercises have written suicide notes. It depends on how the other side of the strait reacts. If they are determined to die, we must fight here."

"Even the suicide note is written? I guess it's really going to fight." Jin Ning is a businessman and is most afraid of this unpredictable risk of war. He said worriedly: "It's better not to fight. If it really starts, the domestic economy will be regressed for at least several years. If Europe and the United States embargo is imposed, it will be even more troublesome."

Du Cunzhi looked down on his mind and thought about money, and said with a sigh: "It is related to national unification. Not to mention regressing for several years, even if he returns to the time before liberation, he will have to fight him when he is hungry!"

"Of course, I'll just talk casually." Jin Ning was sleek and immediately changed her mouth when she saw this, "We can't get involved in such a major national event. Everything sounds like that. When you have money to donate money, donate materials, you will never be dragged down."

"Since you can't get involved, don't talk about this." Qin Weizhen felt that the topic was too heavy and interrupted: "Du Qiu, I heard that you are busy with a world-class project recently. You are going to return to Yuncheng on the second day of the New Year. Today, my cousin and I come here in advance to wish you a happy New Year and all the best."

Jin Ning and Lu Zijian also said a few auspicious words to greet New Year. At this time, Du Chunhua, Jiang Danfeng and others arrived. The lively laughter diluted the haze of the war, and no one mentioned the topic of the Taiwan Strait crisis anymore.

Because New Year's Eve is near, Du Qiu is going to CCTV to participate in the rehearsal of the Spring Festival Gala in the evening, so after chatting for a while, everyone stood up to say goodbye. Before leaving, Lu Zijian said, "Du Qiu, I have a friend who gets married tomorrow. Can you borrow your Bentley as a wedding car?"

"The New Year is coming the day after tomorrow. Get married tomorrow?"

"It was originally scheduled to be after the New Year, but his father was going to go to the coast to participate in the exercises after the Spring Festival. He was afraid that he would not see his son getting married, so he held the wedding banquet in advance." Lu Zijian was a passionate man. He rarely showed a trace of delicateness at this moment and said, "My friend's family conditions are average, and I want to help him gain some face."

"Okay." Du Qiu handed him the car keys and said, "Leave your car for me to spare and wait for the second day of the first lunar month to change it."

"I drove a second-hand product eliminated by the army. It was very broken. Don't bother with the price."

Lu Zijian left behind a Mitsubishi off-road vehicle made in the 1980s. It had already run more than 200,000 kilometers and was trained to death. It was indeed very broken. Therefore, when Du Qiu went to CCTV in the evening, he did not drive it, but drove the Toyota celica two-door sports car that Jiang Danfeng had just bought in January.

Du Qiu is not only an advertising funder that CCTV must flatter and a young role model that CCTV must support, so his treatment is different from those of ordinary singers or artists. As early as more than a month ago, the director team of the Spring Festival Gala found a famous mainland pop music producer to arrange the song for "Jasmine Blossoms". After recording the accompaniment, he specially sent someone to Yuncheng to practice by himself and not use it in Beijing to participate in various selection processes. However, he must participate in the rehearsal before the Spring Festival Gala officially begins, otherwise a live broadcast accident will turn good things into bad things.

The Spring Festival Gala was the supreme performance stage in the 1990s. Since Jiang Danfeng has developed into the entertainment industry, he must not miss the opportunity to observe, so he followed him and said on the way: "Du Qiu, how many times do you think you will have to rehearse tonight before you can pass?"

"I don't even know what the rehearsal looks like, but I don't know how many times it will take."

"I think you can pass it in at most twice." Jiang Danfeng stretched out his finger and waved it, and said with a smile: "If they pass it once, they will lose face. If they pass it three times, you will lose face, so twice is just right."

"You mean I didn't sing well?" Du Qiu glanced at her and said, "I have practiced "Jasmine Blossoms" for more than a month, and it's okay to sing backwards. Why can't I pass it all at once?"

"Singing requires both sound and emotion. You only have sound, no emotion, and you sing too dryly." Jiang Danfeng said as a tutor, "You are singing like a computer program now, with impeccable pitch and rhythm, but you cannot infect people."

This is a fact. Du Qiu's talent is very limited, with a very ordinary range, silver, language and musical sense. He doesn't like to express emotions in private, let alone public places. When singing songs with abundant emotions, he always gives people a sense of alienation. It seems that he is just a bystander, not a person involved. The problem is that everyone in China believes that the song "Jasmine Blossoms" was created by him to express his homesickness. So if he sings very emotionally, it will make people feel shriveled and empty and lack infectiousness.

Fortunately, Du Qiu is not a professional singer, and he only works as a totem on the Spring Festival Gala. It doesn’t matter whether he sings well or not. Therefore, the rehearsal process is calm. Just like Jiang Danfeng predicted, when the first time the trial sing was performed, the director of the program review team picked a few harmless minor problems and asked him to sing again, and then passed.

As a result, Du Qiu became the most leisurely person in the CCTV studio that night. With the company of Jiang Danfeng, he looked around here and there, and soon found that the Spring Festival Gala was not an annual entertainment event at all, but a high-end social platform, with people of all kinds appearing in it, some of which make a name for themselves, some for profit, and some for fishing, with all kinds of tricks, and it was a grand view.

After gaining this enlightenment, Du Qiu looked at the list of performers in the 1996 Spring Festival Gala again, and felt completely different. Not to mention anything else, the big names who sang the main melody songs were amazing resources. Unfortunately, he had limited social skills and didn't know how to get in touch, so he called Yan Shengrong on the way back to the China Trade Center and asked her to meet tomorrow.

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Chapter completed!