He Xiangdong woke up and stopped sleeping. He took a small cup from the table next to him, took out a pen and started writing and drawing, while his hands were also gesturing.

Now He Xiangdong's mind is full of crosstalk between him and Xue Guo on stage. The scenes are passing by in front of his eyes, and his subordinates are moving faster and faster, and he is simply writing like flying.

Brushing, after half an hour, He Xiangdong put down his pen, stretched his body comfortably, and had a satisfied smile on his face because the book to be on the Spring Festival Gala was ready.

That's right, it's so fast.

Looking at his notebook, it was covered with various circles of paintings, just like ghost drawing talismans. No one could understand this thing except He Xiangdong himself.

Well, this is the special password, which is only possible for him to understand and can fully ensure that the commercial secrets will not be leaked.

After doing this, He Xiangdong jumped back, his fat body slammed on the bed, and the big bed screamed. Fortunately, Zhang Qingfeng was rich and bought high-end beds. Otherwise, if it were another bed, he would definitely be bad if he did this.

Finally, he lost his worries, and He Xiangdong lay on the bed and fell asleep quickly.

The next day, He Xiangdong had already found Xue Guo. When He Xiangdong took out the notebook that he blessed He's code, Xue Guo almost cried. What the hell is this?

He Xiangdong told him not to care about the details, and then he started to fight with him. The relationship between these two people is very simple. Just talk about the point where they have some basic and some burdens.

After the meeting, He Xiangdong also took Xue Guo to perform in the small theater of Xiangwenshe. The language program of the Spring Festival Gala is required to be original and brand new, and it cannot be performed elsewhere in advance.

But in He Xiangdong's view, a mature crosstalk must have been polished and verified by the market, and the things written are too uncertain.

So He Xiangdong violated the rules and performed first in the small theater. Anyway, Xiang Wenshe is a small temple, and no one knows after they finish the performance. And the crosstalk can be changed according to the audience's response.

In this way, there are still three days before the fourth trial. He Xiangdong and Xue Guo will perform in the small theater every day. The audience's response is also good. The burden that should be heard was ringing, and they changed it even after they changed it.

If He Xiangdong's standards are based on He Xiangdong's standards, this crosstalk is actually not mature and needs to be polished for a while. Unfortunately, the time is not enough, so he can only use this program to participate in the fourth trial.

The notebook given to the working group can no longer be used with the He password. He Xiangdong wrote down every conversation and sent it to the working group. There is no way, this is what others asked.

The fourth review of the Spring Festival Gala was held as scheduled. Today's CCTV is still crowded, but this time it is not the majority of actors. The first three reviews have wiped out the vast majority.

The audiences who came today were more popular, real audiences. This was the audience that the CCTV working group found in Beijing to participate in the review. The review location was still in the studio of Yi No. yi, and the audience was sitting in the audience, just like the real Spring Festival Gala model.

This is a full-truth simulation review. All procedures are based on the real scenes of the Spring Festival Gala. The review team also needs to consider the response of the audience during the review.

The review has begun. The host is the host this time and the host of the Spring Festival Gala live broadcast. However, only a seat came today. When the review is over and the rehearsal begins later, all of these hosts will be in place.

The program has been performed one by one. Because there are many programs, after all, this is the fourth review, and many programs have not been eliminated, so the working group also took four days to review it in batches.

He Xiangdong and his friends were on the next day, so it was time for him and Xue Guo to rush over early, and these people were waiting in the backstage of the lobby of No. yi.

He is really worthy of being the backstage of CCTV. The decoration is so exquisite and luxurious. He Xiangdong, the headmaster of Xiangwenshe, who treats the small black room as the backstage, has never seen such a good backstage.

Every actor has a dressing table, everything on the table, and there are special makeup artists who are putting on them. It is the first time that He Xiangdong enjoys this treatment, and he is a little fluttering.

After the makeup was put on, the review of the program began. Language programs are now two major categories: crosstalk and sketches. Now crosstalk is declining, and very few can reach the fourth review. The remaining nearly twenty programs are all sketches.

In addition to He Xiangdong and the newcomers in the crosstalk team, there are also old face partners for the Spring Festival Gala. I think there must be them in this year's Spring Festival Gala crosstalk program.

Of course, the most eye-catching one is the four foreigners wearing lab coats. It seems that these four people also want to talk crosstalk. The crosstalk actors present all looked much heavier. It is already a lot of problems that these foreigners can enter the fourth trial. This year's Spring Festival Gala is not easy to do.

He Xiangdong and Xue Guo had received reminders from Master Hou San in advance, so they are still relatively calm now.

Huo Mingde also put on a neat suit and greeted He Xiangdong. He was still very curious about these two young people. Although there were many young crosstalk actors on the scene, these people were all over thirty years old, and only these two were in their early twenties.

Huo Mingde walked to He Xiangdong and smiled and said, "Oh, you are He Xiangdong, right?"

Seeing the visitor, He Xiangdong quickly stood up and said politely: "That's right, I am."

He Xiangdong didn't know the other party either, nor did he rashly ask for the other party's name. Everyone was all in the artist industry and didn't even know who they were, which was a bit rude.

Huo Mingde smiled and said, "I have read all the crosstalk you said last time, and it's really good."

He Xiangdong was very polite: "Oh, you have been too much. We are all young people, so there must be some shortcomings in what we said."

Huo Mingde's purpose was to touch the bottom of these two people. He said, "Oh, it's a pity. Such a good notebook was killed. Has your new notebook been released?"

He Xiangdong replied: "It's out. I wrote it the night before, and it's almost done now."

Huo Mingde asked in surprise: "Did you write it yourself?"

He Xiangdong nodded naturally and said, "Otherwise, no one will write for me."

Huo Mingde turned his head and looked at Guo Junqiang, who was standing not far away, with surprise in his eyes.

They are the first time they heard that the book of the Spring Festival Gala was written by Yi himself. Which actor who appeared on the Spring Festival Gala was not standing behind the entire team? When did he fight alone?

Is this person's saying true or false?

Huo Mingde was very suspicious, and he was also thinking, can this young man writes himself listen to the notebook?

What he meant was what he wrote at night. He invited more than a dozen screenwriters to get together and use it for so long to constantly polish the notebook. What good things can this person come out at night?

Huo Mingde and Guo Junqiang looked at each other again, and the two of them were much more relaxed now. It must be better for these two young people to enter the fourth trial, and the book must have been prepared by others. Now if they had made the book by themselves, they would have been timid.

As expected, they are still young people, too hasty and frivolous, and these two people are no longer worth worrying about. To be continued.
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