yournovel Chapter 454 was withdrawn.
Chapter 454 was withdrawn.
Chapter 454 was withdrawn.
"Alright, I was just asking casually. If you don't want to sing, that's perfectly fine."
Wang Han's smile remained unchanged.
After all, with Lin Yourong wrapped up from head to toe, anyone could tell that she didn't want to show her face and didn't want to reveal her true identity.
He turned halfway around, his gaze precisely landing on the middle-aged woman in the audience who had just raised her hand high. He slightly raised his chin and asked in a friendly tone, "Can you sing?"
The woman smiled, a hint of bashfulness in her expression, and nodded slightly, a little embarrassed.
Seeing this, Wang Han hurriedly waved his hands and enthusiastically invited, "Come, come..."
The audience seats.
Xiaoqian quietly moved to the empty seat that Zhao Zhongxiang had left on stage and sat down steadily.
Immediately afterwards, she leaned forward slightly, extended her hand to Lin Yourong beside her, and said enthusiastically, "Miss Lin, what a surprise! I never thought I'd run into you here. I'm one of your most loyal listeners!"
Xiaoqian was on stage just now.
Upon seeing this, Lin Yourong's calm eyes flashed with surprise, and she paused slightly.
Noticing this, Sister Ru quickly leaned forward, smiling broadly, and said in a light tone, "Susu, I told them before that I wanted to send a few copies of your new album to Teacher Ni Ping and Xiaoqian."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong instantly understood.
She politely shook Xiaoqian's outstretched hand and softly replied, "Thank you for liking my song."
Xiaoqian laughed and said, "I was so looking forward to hearing you sing live when Teacher Wang Han invited you to the stage to sing."
“Susu was recording a song at the Muse Recording Studio next door. When she heard I was here, she took some time to come and see me.” Sister Ru continued, “Uncle Wang didn’t know she was coming. It was just a spur-of-the-moment thing.”
Xiaoqian quickly sorted out the cause and effect in her mind.
She nodded immediately, then exclaimed in realization, "Oh, so that's how it is. I was wondering why Miss Lin would suddenly appear here. And the recording of a satellite TV program like this isn't something you can just walk onto the stage at will."
Several people were chatting.
A soothing and melodious piano tune flowed into everyone's ears.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Zhongxiang and the older woman began singing the classic song "In the Rain" together.
Their conversation came to an abrupt halt, and everyone's gaze turned to the stage.
At first, it was just a duet between Zhao Zhongxiang and the older woman, but gradually, Wang Han, Qian Feng, and Tian Yuan joined in.
Many older audience members, perhaps moved by the song, joined in the singing.
The atmosphere at the scene grew increasingly intense, with the singing coming in waves like the ocean.
As a post-90s generation, Yu Huan had no impression of this old song. Watching the performance on stage, she didn't know how to lip-sync. She could only clap her hands gently and keep the rhythm like Xiao Wu from Korea.
Soon, the song ended.
"This is wonderful!" Wang Han exclaimed, his voice full of admiration. He reached out and gently patted the woman on the shoulder, saying sincerely, "Thank you, thank you."
Zhao Zhongxiang shook hands with the older woman, then raised the microphone and said, "This song is hailed as a classic love song..."
Amidst the rising and falling cheers, Wang Han turned around, faced the large round table in front of the audience, and raised his palm in an inviting gesture.
He said loudly, "I think it's time to invite your partner up as well."
"Mm." Zhao Zhongxiang nodded and raised his hand in invitation as well.
As the program proceeded according to the established schedule, it was now nearing its end.
Wang Han began a brief interview, chatting with Zhao Zhongxiang and Ni Ping about the behind-the-scenes stories of the Spring Festival Gala.
For more than 30 years, Zhao Zhongxiang has been rooted in the CCTV stage like a big tree, firmly occupying an important position as a host.
With eyes full of memories, Zhao Zhongxiang said with emotion, "The end of the Spring Festival Gala will forever remain a milestone in my heart—"
“Come on, let’s experience it,” Wang Han suddenly suggested. “Let’s have some fun and ring in the New Year with Teacher Zhao.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he eagerly waved his arm toward the props team.
The young men carefully carried the life-sized clock decoration to the center of the stage.
At the same moment, the team that had warmly welcomed Ni Ping filed out from backstage in an orderly fashion.
Under the on-site direction of several directors, they set up their formation.
The children skipped and jumped to the front, while the men and women stood calmly in the back.
Just like that, naturally, the host team and the three guests were gathered in the middle.
A warm and ceremonial scene is thus presented.
Imitating the ending scene of the old-fashioned Spring Festival Gala, Wang Han raised the microphone in his hand, and his clear and resonant voice echoed through the speakers.
"At this moment, every second that ticks is our rallying cry to move towards midnight."
"At this moment, the sound of the waves in the South China Sea is so serene, yet so tender," Zhao Zhongxiang said in his distinctive broadcasting voice, deep and infectious, "Listen, in the ticking of time, we are welcoming the gentle breeze of the New Year!"
Wang Han immediately chimed in, his tone rising and falling: "Look, the clock is about to strike midnight. Let's look forward to the arrival of the New Year together."
"Dear friends, let's count down together!"
As Zhao Zhongxiang finished speaking these passionate words, everyone on the stage seemed to be of one mind and shouted in unison.
Like a powerful wave of sound, it broke through every corner of the studio:
“5、4、3、2、1……”
The words fell.
A deep yet penetrating chime played perfectly from the studio's sound system.
Immediately following, as Li Guyi sang the melodious "Unforgettable Tonight," Wang Han read the closing remarks of "Day Day Up" in a fast but clear voice.
The moment of reckoning has arrived.
Yu Huan relaxed from her upright posture, her hand holding the microphone fell to her side, and she let out a long sigh of relief.
The audience members at the recording site reluctantly left, guided in an orderly manner by the staff.
Meanwhile, many staff members quickly moved around the stage, tidying up the props and equipment. The once lively stage gradually quieted down.
Amidst the rising and falling murmurs, Sister Ru and Lin Yourong remained quietly seated, not in a hurry to get up and leave. Lin Yourong's gaze followed Yu Huan, watching him follow Wang Han step by step towards the backstage until he completely disappeared from her sight.
She lowered her head slightly, took out her phone from her bag, turned on the screen, and the soft light shone on her eyes.
At this point, the time displayed on the screen was already past ten o'clock at night.
Looking back on the show, the total recording time was more than three hours, but the final cut should only be half the length at most.
"Miss Lin, may I take a picture with you?" Xiaoqian stood up, looking at Lin Yourong with anticipation, her voice tinged with nervousness, as if she was afraid of being rejected.
Lin Yourong raised her head, a smile appearing in her eyes, and replied softly, "Of course."
As Sister Ru watched this scene, she pondered to herself.
Although the audience will be cleared out later, there will still be many staff members from the "Day Day Up" program.
Given Su Su's current fame, if she were recognized, it would definitely attract unnecessary attention.
When the time comes, everyone will swarm around, asking for autographs and photos, and the scene might be difficult to control.
But Xiaoqian is Ni Ping's assistant, whom she treats like family. Even if she doesn't care about the monk, she should at least consider the Buddha's feelings.
Thinking of this, Sister Ru suggested, "How about this, let's go to the backstage lounge now? It's relatively private there, and we can go call Yujia while we leave."
"Okay." Lin Yourong nodded slightly in agreement.
Xiaoqian's eyes lit up when she heard this. She quickly grabbed her backpack from the seat, put it on, and said excitedly, "That's great! I really want to have a good chat with Miss Lin in a quiet place."
Lin Yourong smiled gently and was about to put her phone back into her small bag when the phone in her hand suddenly vibrated.
She subconsciously lowered her head, her gaze falling on the screen.
It was a WeChat message from Yu Huan.
"What do you mean? Are you coming home with me? Or, like last time, I'll wait for you at the hotel?"
Looking at Yu Huan's detailed plan, Lin Yourong replied with two "Mm"s without hesitation.
A hint of a smile flashed in her bright eyes, and then she sent a message saying, "You did a great job today," along with two soybean-shaped emojis covering their mouths and chuckling.
After clicking send, Lin Yourong put her phone back in her bag and zipped it up.
Then, she stood up gracefully and followed closely behind Sister Ru, slowly leaving the recording venue along the passageway on one side of the stage.
The backstage lounges of the studio are all located in one area.
The three of them walked briskly, just turning the corner of the corridor.
Not too far away, not too close, a group of people were gathered together, with waves of laughter and chatter.
With a broad smile, Wang Han said humorously, "Thank you all for gracing our program with your presence! Today's recording is absolutely amazing, a veritable feast for the senses, packed with delicious ingredients! Once it airs, the ratings are guaranteed to skyrocket!"
Even those who were offstage burst into laughter and echoed the sentiment.
"I'm truly happy to spend such a joyful and wonderful time with everyone here today." Ni Ping looked around and happened to notice Xiao Qian's arrival.
It's crowded and noisy.
She turned slightly to the side, smiling broadly, and continued loudly, "Here I am, wishing everyone a Happy Lunar New Year's Eve in advance! May everyone reap abundant rewards in the new year!"
A staff member nearby said loudly, "Wishing all the teachers a happy Lunar New Year's Eve in advance! We sincerely hope that you can come to our station to record more wonderful programs in the future!"
Zhao Zhongxiang stepped forward, grasped Wang Han's hand, and said with a hearty laugh, "Time flies! It's getting late, and we still have to catch our flight back to Yanjing, so I won't linger any longer..."
Upon hearing this, Xiaoqian's face instantly turned anxious.
He hurriedly shoved aside one of the backpack straps, unzipped it, and frantically pulled out his camera.
She turned to face Lin Yourong, lowered her voice, and said quickly, "Ms. Lin, could we take a picture together quickly? We're leaving soon! Thank you so much! When you release your new album, I swear I'll buy twenty copies to express my full support for you!"
Lin Yourong, who was looking directly into Yu Huan's eyes, smiled and nodded slightly, unable to suppress a smile as she replied, "Okay."
Seeing this, Sister Ru quickened her pace, took a few steps forward, and pushed open the door on one side.
Meanwhile, Xing Yujia was lounging lazily on the sofa, looking down at her phone.
Hearing the door open, she looked up abruptly and saw that it was Sister Ru and Lin Yourong. She quickly stood up and called out, "Sister Ru, Sister Susu, you're here."
"Okay." Sister Ru nodded with a smile. "Yujia, pack up, we're getting ready to leave."
……
The night was as dark as ink, thickly spilled out, shrouding the whole world in a gloomy atmosphere.
The cold wind, like a cunning icy blade, recklessly sliced through the air, making a series of "whooshing" sounds.
Yu Huan had just come out of the warm room and seemed oblivious to the biting cold.
He carried the gift bag given to him by the production team in one hand, walked briskly to the BMW, raised his hand to grasp the door handle, and pulled the door open with a little force.
Because I had just been exchanging polite greetings and chatting with Wang Han and the others, quite a bit of time had unknowingly passed.
Lin Yourong had informed him via WeChat ten minutes earlier that she had arrived and was waiting for him.
Yu Huan got into the car, casually tossed the gift bag onto the passenger seat, then precisely inserted the key into the lock, and with a slight turn of his wrist, the engine instantly emitted a deep and powerful roar.
Taking advantage of the break while the car was warming up, he finally had a moment of leisure.
He took his phone out of his pocket, unlocked the screen with practiced ease, and carefully examined the work report sent by Chen Yaoyao.
After reading the report, it seemed that the work had been progressing smoothly overall since he left. However, the further Yu Huan read, the more she couldn't help but smile.
The last few messages were not only sent frequently and in a fragmented manner, but also seemed to be subtly criticizing Lao Li between the lines.
'17:03, Brother Yu, this afternoon's work has been successfully completed. Director Li is here, and we're about to have a meeting.'
At 17:07, Director Li came prepared, even with a PowerPoint presentation!
At 19:12, the duration of the year-end summary meeting also broke historical records, reaching an unprecedented two hours!
At 19:12, Wang Xianjiao slept for as long as the meeting lasted, missing Director Li's commendation of her. I barely managed to pull her up.
'19:13, above. '
Yu Huan couldn't help but chuckle, quickly switching to the nine-key input method and typing furiously: 'I just finished recording my show, thank you for your hard work.'
(End of this chapter)