Chapter 513

"Whose call is it?"

"Grandfather, it's CCTV They don't give up, grandfather, or I'll help you back? "

"I'll go back and forth. Although I'm not going to go on this year, I can't play with the brand. You can go back and forth. It's outrageous."

"Well."

In a villa.

An old man stood up, some of them faltering, picking up the phone with the help of his granddaughter.

"Hello..."

"Hello, Miss Zhao."

"Oh, it's director Li Good morning, director Li

"Miss Zhao, is your health OK?"

"Not bad."

"Miss Zhao, actually I want to..."

"Well, director Li, I know what you want to say. In fact, I'll make it to you. In fact, I've participated in the Spring Festival gala for so many years. I'm more sad than anyone not to attend this year's Gala After all, I have feelings for this stage. " Zhao Bengang sighed, "I'll live without saying my current physical condition. I've read a lot of scripts this year, and I've also taken a lot of scripts. But these scripts don't taste right. Director Li, you know, I can't bring these scripts to the stage."

"Miss Zhao, what if you have a good script?"

"If there is a good script..." Zhao Bengang pondered for a long time and finally nodded, "then I can think about it This old bone should be able to be on the stage again! "

"Good! That's enough with you! "

“……”

Zhao Ben just hung up the phone and sat back on the sofa.

He looked at the bare tree trunk outside the yard.

He felt lonely for a moment.

He didn't really go on any stage in a year.

One reason is bad health, but another is that since he had an operation, he always felt that there was something wrong with the scripts he had received before. He always felt that these scripts had completely failed to meet the requirements of his mind

So he left the stage for a short time.

"Grandfather, you Do you really want to return to the Spring Festival Gala? "

"I want to be on stage."

"Your body..."

"It has nothing to do with the body. If Li Daozhen can get a good script, then the problem will not be big If not, then He may really say goodbye to this stage in the future... "

“……”

The girl looked at her grandfather.

Suddenly she was silent.

Grandfather has been on the stage all his life.

She knew very well that if he was not on stage, he would not feel very good.

The sun was shining through the window.

Zhao Ben Gang's wrinkled face revealed a little relief.

Let's go with it.

After about two hours

Zhao Bengang's phone rang again.

"Miss Zhao, please go and check the mailbox!"

"Mailbox?"

"Yes! Miss Zhao, go and have a look

"Well, good."

Li Mingrui's voice on the other end of the phone sounded very excited, completely lost his usual calm.

It was the first time that Zhao Ben Gang heard Li Mingrui's gaffe.

He shook his head.

"Yan, go and see what's in my mailbox. Director Li looks very excited."

"Well, good..."

The granddaughter ran back to the room, then took out her notebook and opened the mailbox.

When she saw three unread mails in Zhao Bengang's mailbox, she was stunned.

Each of the three emails is a script.

"This This is... "

"Yan, what's the matter?"

"Grandfather, these are three skits. The three skits are selling cars, selling crutches, and Well, no difference

"It doesn't cost much to sell. What kind of sketch is it? Now director Li can't find a good sketch, and then he's got some dwarfs to pull out a tall one? " Zhao Ben just frowned.

What he pursues is not quantity but quality.

No matter how much rubbish there is, it's rubbish, isn't it?

What's the point?

For a while, he didn't know what to say about Li Mingrui.

"Look, grandfather."

"Well, good I'll have a look first. "

Zhao Ben gang did not like to open a place called "selling cars" sketch, when the point to open, he was momentarily stunned.

Wang Dahuai?

This is

He got interested, and then he looked down

More than ten minutes later!

"It's a good play."

He suddenly patted his thigh, but his calm face became very excited.

Then, with this feeling, he started another play of selling crutches.Selling crutches is after selling cars. Although it is full of deceptive things, it is more interesting than selling cars!

If it can be performed on stage, this sketch is absolutely popular!

These years of Spring Festival Gala, really did not appear similar plot sketch!

This

This script!

This moment

Zhao Bengang was so excited that he couldn't speak. Even his hands shaking with the mouse.

After watching "selling crutches," Zhao Ben Gang continued to order the last script, "not short of money.".

And then

His eyes widened in an instant!

Heart beat faster!

He even felt that his breathing was a little difficult.

What!

I'm not dreaming, am I?

This

This is another good work!

No matter which one of these three special movies comes out, you can have a good Spring Festival Gala.

So here comes the question.

How should I choose?

Sometimes heaven and hell are just two hours.

Two hours ago, Zhao Bengang was still feeling that there is no good work now.

Two hours later.

He was worried about which works to choose for the Spring Festival Gala?

This is really

Dramatic!

"What, wait a minute, am I right?"

"What's the matter?"

"The signature of these three works is Lu Yuan..."

"What? Lu Yuan

After seeing that the authors of the three works are Lu Yuan, the poor Zhao Bengang immediately felt that his heart could not bear it.

Is this man a monster?

………………………………

The midday sun shines on the land.

Although dispelling a little chill, Lu Yuan is always attached to the warmth of the air conditioner.

When can we leave in winter?

Lu Yuan suddenly missed spring and summer

At least, not so cold?

Or am I really empty?

Achoo!

Lu Yuan couldn't help sneezing.

Did I catch a cold again? Or is someone scolding me again?

Li Mingrui and Zhou Xianzu drank tea cup by cup, and the more they drank, the worse the taste of tea was.

But they don't care about these things.

They are waiting for the response from Zhao Bengang.

They feel very uneasy.

The three pieces should not Miss Zhao?

Should

Not really?

About half an hour later, Li Mingrui's mobile phone rang.

Li Mingrui was surprised and quickly answered the phone.

There was a silence on the other end of the phone, and then a faint sigh.

"It seems that I have to live at least three more years..."

"Ah Miss Zhao You are... " Li Mingrui was stunned when he heard Zhao Bengang's words.

"You suddenly threw three works to me, didn't you just let me go to the Spring Festival gala for another three years?"

"Miss Zhao, what you chose this time is..." Li Mingrui suddenly became very surprised!

"Let's choose" not bad money "first My granddaughter is more interested in this one, which costs a lot of money... "

"Good, good, good! Good... " Li Mingrui did not know to say a few good, at the moment his spirit is incomparably excited.

Please invite Mr. Zhao to attend the Spring Festival Gala, so the audience rating of this year's Spring Festival gala will be guaranteed.

He was relieved.

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Lu Yuan gratefully.

"Director Li, it's done?"

"Well, it's done!"

"That's good."

"Mr. Lu Anyway, I have written down the situation, and I will explain the situation with TAIRI well... "

"Ha ha, I wish I could help you. By the way, it's noon. Stay and have a potluck." Lu Yuan looked at the time and stood up.

"Well, how could it be so nice..."

"Ha ha, it's ok..." Lu Yuan had a brilliant smile, and then stood up and looked in the direction of the kitchen. "Ha ha, today's food is quite fresh, especially the chicken is too fresh By the way, director Li and brother Zhou, would you like me to be a bully

“……”

Don't you want a chicken?

That sounds like a vivid name.

If it's someone else, then there's a little bit of longing

But

If the object is Lu Yuan, then

When Zhou Xianzu and Li Mingrui saw this scene, their original smiles suddenly solidified.Then

The two of them looked at each other.

"Well Xiao Lu, I'm sorry, but it suddenly occurred to me that there was something else on the stage... "

"Mr. Lu, it suddenly occurred to me that one of my relatives was hospitalized. I had to go and have a look. I'd like to leave first..."

"Well You guys... "

"Ha ha, Xiao Lu, try your craft next time!"

“？？？？”

Lu Yuan looked at two people stand up suddenly painting style mutation, after saying goodbye, he immediately froze on the spot.

"Two I used to make a lot of jokes about my cooking skills before, but people will change. After all, you have been young and frivolous, right? Two, give me a chance to prove it? "

"Mr. Lu, I really have something to do."

"Xiao Lu, there are a lot of things in" Hua Xia on the tip of my tongue ". Didn't someone call me just now? I have to deal with it Next time, I'll try your craft again

"Well, next time."

Lu Yuan immediately shook his head after looking at their appearance.

How can these two people feel like they're fighting?

Lu Yuan can't help it.

"Well, do come next time!"

Lu Yuan watched the two leave helplessly. Suddenly, he was very disappointed.

In the past, he was not forced to count in his heart, but these days, he has been working hard.

……………………………………

"Oh Delicious

"Brother Lu, your skill is very good..."

"Wuwu, yummy. Give me another bowl of rice Brother Lu... "

"Whew, Chi slip..."

At noon.

Wang Hao ate "Bawang Bieji" with great relish.

In less than 20 minutes, Wang Hao has eaten more than half of Lu Yuan's chicken.

Lu Yuan is very pleased to see Wang Hao gobbling.

Wang Jinxue sat next to Lu Yuan and took a few pieces of meat into the bowl and took a few bites.

"How are you, Jin Xue?" Lu Yuan looks at Wang Jinxue, looking forward to it.

"It's not bad. The craftsmanship has improved a lot." Wang Jinxue nodded with a serious expression.

Seeing Wang Jinxue nodding, Lu Yuan burst into a happy smile.

I feel very comfortable.

He really doesn't have a talent for cooking.

However, people who are no longer gifted have been trying to make all kinds of attempts. There are always times when they succeed, don't they?

"Wang Hao..."

"What's the matter, brother Lu?"

"How's the album ready?"

"Album It's almost ready. "

"The theme song hasn't been written yet?"

"It'll be written. It's just a little bit off." Wang Hao was very excited expression suddenly a little gloomy, and then bow to eat food.

"How much is a little bit?" Lu Yuan continued.

"It is Almost inspired I should be able to write it next year. "

"One year's appointment is coming. Let alone being a little king of rock and roll, is it even a problem to make an album?"

“……” Wang Hao lowered his head in silence.

"I'll write you one."

"Brother Lu Is that all right? " Wang Hao is silent for a while, then looks up at Lu Yuan gratefully.

"The problem should not be big..."

"Well."

"By the way, are you interested in going to the Spring Festival Gala?"

"What? Spring Festival Gala? " Wang Hao was stunned.

"Yes, Spring Festival Gala! Play a sketch or something... "

"Er..."

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