"Hey, isn't this Old Guo? He's going up this year too!"
"Hai, I love Old Guo's crosstalk. I didn't expect to see it on the Spring Festival Gala today!”
"Is this Yuan Wen's idea again? If it was anyone else, I don't think anyone would invite him!”
"No matter what, this year's Spring Festival Gala really surprised me! I love you, I love you!"
"I hope that Director Yuan will be the director next year.”
Guo Degang and Yu Qian's cooperation and laughter made the audience laugh non-stop.
Unknowingly, it was already past 11 o'clock.
The last few acts were about to be released.
Other than the last program," Unforgettable Tonight ".
There were still two programs to be broadcast.
In the broadcasting studio, Zhang Yi couldn't help but sigh.
If he didn't drag Yuan Wen along today, he would probably be scolded badly!
Fortunately, he had foresight! This year, not only did he not suffer any abuse, but he also gained the reputation of being able to see through the flaws of others.
"Xiao Li, how are the real-time data?”
Zhang Yi asked after taking a sip of tea.
Little Li, Li Yuanchun.
Yang Ma TV Station's data recorder.
She would be recording the viewership ratings and live broadcast statistics for tonight's Spring Festival Gala.
"Don't worry, Director Zhang!"
"The viewership ratings are stable, and the numbers for the live broadcast rooms haven't dropped either. This is probably the Spring Festival Gala with the highest viewership ratings in recent years!!”
The young girl was smiling.
After hearing the answer, Zhang Yi laughed out loud.
"Great. It's almost the end of the season, but there's not much of a drop in the numbers. This shows that this year's Spring Festival Gala was very successful.”
"When the time comes, I will report to the higher-ups. You will all be rewarded.”
Everyone smiled when they heard that.
"Thank you, Director Zhang."”
Zhang Yi waved his hand and said,"Don't thank me. You should thank your Director Yuan."”
"Other than the official acts, most of the acts on the Spring Festival Gala were his ideas. Otherwise, I would have been at a loss in such a short period of time!!”
Zhang Yi sighed again.
"Attention, the show is over."
"Change the scenery."
At this moment, Yuan Wen's voice sounded from the walkie-talkie.
Yuan Wen looked at Zhou Jielun at the entrance of the waiting area.
"Don't be nervous, do your best!"
"Don't worry, Director Yuan. I will definitely seize this opportunity.”
Zhou Jielun cheered himself on.
Zhou Jielun, who had only released two albums, was quite famous in Taiwan, Xiangjiang, and other places.
However, it was also her first time on a stage as big as Mother Yang's.
When he received Yuan Wen's call, he was immediately dumbfounded.
Although he did not live in the mainland, he knew what kind of stage Mother Yang's Spring Festival Gala was like.
Therefore, he was very excited to receive the Spring Festival Gala.
What made him even more excited was that Yuan Wen actually wrote a song for him.
When he saw this song, he liked it very much.
It seemed that if he rejected this opportunity, he would be missing something in his life.
Therefore, Zhou Jielun agreed to Yuan Wen's request without hesitation.
The record company that Zhou Jielun signed with would not reject such a good proposal.
Although there was no advertisement fee, such a good publicity opportunity could not be bought with money!
After the scene change, Zhou Jielun walked onto the stage with the microphone.
"Blue and White Porcelain" Lyricist: Yuan Wen, Singer: Zhou Jielun.
After the subtitles lit up, the background of the entire Mother Yang studio changed.
It turned into blue and white porcelain.
At this moment, the accompaniment came.
Zhou Jielun slowly walked onto the stage. He didn't have any dancers or fancy clothes.
He was wearing a black leather jacket and holding a microphone.
"The plain embryo outlines the blue and white brush tip, which is thick and light."
"The peony depicted on the bottle is just like your first makeup."
" The sandalwood fragrance slowly rises, and I understand what's on my mind through the window."
"The brush on the Xuan paper is half left here."
"Glazed painting of a beautiful lady has been hidden."
"And your sweet smile is like a bud waiting to bloom"
"A wisp of your beauty drifts away."
"To places I can't go"
Zhou Jielun's words shocked everyone.
"Blue and White Porcelain" was just as its name suggested. It was like the best celadon porcelain that was "self-absorbed and beautiful." It was simple, elegant, fresh, and smooth. The guzheng was playing, the teeth were crisp, and the pipa was gurgling. The Chinese style of Blue and White Porcelain was exceptionally moving.
In his previous life, Fang Wenshan had used a series of words such as " plain embryo,"" beautiful lady," and " Han Li " to describe the style of the blue and white porcelain. Zhou Jielun's singing was gentle and simple, with a hint of the embryonic form of Jiangnan opera. The wonderful lyrics and retro music formed a masterpiece.
I thought the most touching word in Blue and White Porcelain was the word "wait".
The word "wait" was enough to express how much helplessness and lamentation there was.
This wait was a hopeless wait, a wait for the next life. It was a wait that he knew he could not wait, but the song was sung in a light tone. It was so normal, as if he was just waiting for the sunrise every day. While waiting, he could read and write, recite poems and paint, admire flowers and play the piano, but he never forgot the person he was waiting for.
Was it painful? No, the song in Blue and White Porcelain was so leisurely that the sorrow of separation and hatred could be slowly washed away.
So what if I can't beg you? All living beings suffered, and waiting was also a beautiful feeling. It was better to treat it as an encounter in this life, just to lay the foreshadowing for the reunion in the next life. Thinking about it this way, he could not help but feel relieved.
Even if they couldn't meet again, they should still be grateful for that fleeting encounter.
The white and green koi fish jumped at the bottom of the bowl
I'm thinking of you when I copy Song's signature
The secret you hid in the kiln for a thousand years
Extremely delicate, like an embroidery needle falling to the ground
Outside the curtain, the banana leaves provoke the rain, the knocker provokes the verdigris
And I passed by that Jiangnan town and provoked you
In the splash-ink landscape painting
You are hidden from the depths of the ink
The sky is blue, waiting for the misty rain, and I'm waiting for you
Smoke spirals up thousands of miles across the river
At the bottom of the bottle, Han Li is written, imitating the elegance of the previous dynasty
Just take it as my foreshadowing for meeting you
The sky is blue, waiting for the misty rain, and I'm waiting for you
The moonlight was salvaged, and the ending was blurred.
Like the blue-and-white porcelain that has been handed down from generation to generation, it is beautiful by itself
Your eyes are smiling.
Zhou Jielun was humming in his usual style.
The simple and beautiful melody of " Blue and White Porcelain " and the clear and elegant lyrics directly let everyone understand what the Chinese style was.
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