Counting down to midnight.
There were fifteen minutes left.
…
Main Control Room.
Zhang Ye sat there and quickly gave instructions.
"Computer 2, cut over here!"
"Yes."
"The lights on the west side are dimmer!"
"Alright."
"Not enough. Darker."
"Understood."
"Camera 5, pay attention to the close-up camera!"
"OK, Director Zhang."
Beside him, two makeup artists were touching up Zhang Ye's makeup. At this moment, Zhang Ye looked like a country bumpkin. He was dressed in a plain dark blue outfit and even wore a hat.
Ha Qiqi came running in. "Aiyo, Director Zhang, why aren't you waiting in line yet? You'll be starting soon!"
"It's coming." Zhang Ye gave a few more commands worriedly.
Ha Qiqi hurriedly said, "I'm here, so don't worry."
Zhang Ye instructed, "Alright, Old Ha. Pay attention to the camera angle."
Ha Qiqi said, "Alright, alright, I'll remind them. You should hurry over. Teacher Yao and Teacher Shanshan are already prepared and waiting for you!"
Zhang Ye said, "Got it."
…
Backstage.
The leaders of the Spring Festival Gala's organizing committee were inspecting the place and instructing the staff to be careful. It was almost midnight, so they had to be even more vigilant.
When he walked to the door of a workshop, he heard the sound of a television.
"Is there someone in this house?"
"Who's inside?"
"Are they watching the Spring Festival Gala?"
The leaders frowned. One of them pushed the door open and was about to enter.
In the distance, a member of the film crew saw this and hurriedly said, "Sir, don't, inside is —"
Who is it?
It didn't matter who it was!
Everyone is working, but someone is slacking off?
When the door was pushed open, the leaders of the working group were stunned!
In a small room, there was a small television showing the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala. A devastatingly beautiful woman was sitting in front of the television. It was Wu Zeqing.
"Ouch!"
"Chief Wu?"
"Why are you here?"
"Chief Wu?"
The leaders were a little confused.
Wu Zeqing looked sideways and smiled. "Old He, Old Wang, it's you guys."
A leader said, "Are you here to inspect our work?"
Wu Zeqing shook her head. "No."
Another leader asked curiously, "You've been here all this time? Sigh, if I had known earlier, I would have asked someone to specially prepare an office for you. It's New Year's Eve, why didn't you go home to celebrate the New Year? "
Wu Zeqing laughed. "Hur hur, my husband is still busy over here, so there's no point for me to go home. Wherever my husband is, I'll naturally spend the new year there." With that said, he waved his hand and said, "Alright, I'm not going to talk to you anymore. My lover's show is about to start."
Hearing that, the leaders were all very emotional.
Director Zhang was in charge of the Spring Festival Gala.
Chief Wu stayed up late to accompany him.
Look at the relationship between husband and wife!
…
On television.
The host was almost done with his appearance.
Finally, it was time for the finale to appear!
Yan Mei laughed and said, "I just saw a young couple behind us. They were holding a walking stick, but I don't know what they are doing. Let's go take a look?"
The subtitles appeared.
Skit "Selling Crutches".
Script: Zhang Ye.
Performers: Zhang Ye, Dong Shanshan, Yao Jiancai.
…
Online.
"Wow!"
"As expected!"
"Holy shit, it's really Zhang Ye's finale!"
"My brother is amazing! How much courage does he have! "
"Can this skit be kept under wraps?"
"Selling crutches? It sounds normal. "
…
Grandma's house.
Grandpa said excitedly, "He's coming!"
His second aunt exclaimed, "It's Little Ye who's going to be the finale himself!"
His third sister wished she could lie down in front of the television. "My brother is coming out!"
The eldest younger sister said angrily, "Mengmeng, don't block the TV!"
The second sister shouted, "I can't wait! You can do it, brother! "
His parents were also staring at the screen without blinking. They were a little nervous!
…
A certain call.
"Hey, Old Sun!"
"Sister Li, happy New Year."
"Are you watching the Spring Festival Gala?"
"Uh, I didn't."
"Look, Zhang Ye is coming up!"
"It's finally his turn? Good, good! "
…
In a certain household.
"It's Zhang Ye!"
"Auntie, play your cards."
"I'm not playing anymore, I'm not playing anymore."
"What?"
"After watching the finale skit."
"Aiya, playing cards while watching."
"The finale skit has to be watched seriously. I can't be bothered to play cards."
"Alright, let's watch it together."
…
In the crosstalk world.
"I'd like to see what Zhang Ye can perform."
"That skit of his last time was very controversial."
"Was it that table tennis skit? Hur hur, he's still not suited to act in skits. I thought that he would have to do crosstalk since it's his first Spring Festival Gala. "
"He even made a finale performance for himself?"
"Yeah, isn't he afraid of spraining his back?"
"I'll admit that this year's Spring Festival Gala was indeed very exciting. But who doesn't know the importance of the finale performance? If he gets discouraged at the end, the entire Spring Festival Gala will be done for! The good situation from before will be ruined by this skit of his! "
"Let's see how he wraps things up."
"It definitely can't compare to the previous skits."
…
More and more people were returning to their televisions!
More and more Chinese people, both at home and abroad, were turning on their televisions!
At this moment, there was no way to count the number of viewers!
300 million!
500 million!
600 million!
The staff responsible for tallying the numbers were stunned. Several of them stared blankly at the data collected by the machine and were dumbfounded!
The entire world's Chinese population was waiting for Zhang Ye's finale performance before midnight!
They were looking forward to a surprise!
They were looking forward to the final spark!
…
On TV.
The scene switched.
Zhang Ye and Dong Shanshan were already standing onstage. The surrounding set looked very ordinary, like they were on a street. There were even benches around. The two of them were dressed in a way that left the audience dumbfounded. This was clearly the image of a peasant. Zhang Ye was dressed very old-fashioned, while Dong Shanshan was even more so. She was wearing a little red coat and even had a scarf wrapped around her head. Her face had even been deliberately made ugly!
Pfft!
What kind of image was this?
What kind of dressing was this?
Dong Shanshan called out to him, "Hey, Great Hoodwinker! Great Hoodwinker! "
Zhang Ye was carrying a pair of crutches and strolling around with his hands behind his back. When he heard that, he calmly turned around and said, "Why are you calling me Great Hoodwinker? I'm here to sell this thing today, so can you not call me by my stage name?"
The audience:
"Great Hoodwinker?"
"Stage name?"
"Hahahaha!"
Dong Shanshan said helplessly, "My child's father."
Zhang Ye said, "Yes."
Dong Shanshan smacked her lips and said, "If I had to say, you shouldn't sell your crutches. There are so many people with good legs out here, so who would want to buy that thing of yours?"
Zhang Ye curled his lips and said, "Nonsense. You're not selling it? I had to work and find materials to make these crutches, and I didn't sleep for an entire day and night. If you don't sell it, you won't make a loss? "
Dong Shanshan said, "Aiya, then there are so many people with good legs out here on the streets. How can you sell it?!"
Zhang Ye smiled. "Don't you know me well enough? You even called me the Great Hoodwinker. I can trick the straight ones into slanting, the wilted ones into making fun of, and the pointy ones into pinching. The couple is doing quite well, so I can trick them into parting ways! Today, I'm selling crutches. I can trick a pair of good legs into becoming lame! "
The audience laughed, "Pfft!"
So it was a scam!
Trick them into becoming lame?
How do you even know how to scam them!
This opening immediately piqued the audience's curiosity!
Dong Shanshan laughed, "Haha, forget it!"
Zhang Ye said, "Do you believe me?"
Dong Shanshan curled her lips. "I don't believe that you can trick someone into becoming lame when they have good legs!"
Zhang Ye said, "See for yourself. This is what I'm good at."
Dong Shanshan curled her lips and said with a laugh, "Do you think I don't know what you're good at? My child's father is an interesting person. When I heard that people buy horses, he sells car covers. When I heard that people buy motorcycles, he sells safety helmets. When I heard that people suffer from insomnia, he sells sleeping pills. When I heard that people suffer from —"
Zhang Ye waved it off. "Don't say anymore. This is called the market. You have to be prepared beforehand!"
Dong Shanshan chuckled and said, "Even with that preparation, there are times when you make a mistake!"
Zhang Ye threw up his hands. "I made a mistake with my crutches."
Dong Shanshan pouted and said, "I heard that Locke Zhu broke his leg while driving a four-wheeled motorcycle. He got greedy and woke up early to make these crutches. In the end, he hit it too hard and ended up in a wheelchair after he was discharged from the hospital. That's why he couldn't sell the crutches."
Wheelchair?
The audience laughed, "Hahahaha!"
Zhang Ye harrumphed. "Don't worry, I'll sell this crutches today."
Dong Shanshan said, "There are so many people with good legs out here on the streets. Who's going to sell them?"
Zhang Ye clasped his hands behind his back. "Honey, let's find someone with good legs and sell them to him today. Let's see how good I am at the Great Hoodwinker."
Dong Shanshan said, "Aren't you hoodwinking us?"
Zhang Ye chuckled. "Those who are willing to take the bait, understand? Help me shout out a few words. "
Dong Shanshan said, "I don't know how to hoodwink people."
Zhang Ye said, "Just watch me, alright? Hey, someone's coming, shout! "
At this moment, Yao Jiancai appeared!
Dressed in a rustic outfit, he passed by on his bicycle.
Dong Shanshan reluctantly shouted, "Ah, I'm going to turn, I'm going to turn, I'm going to turn!"
Yao Jiancai's grip on the handlebars was getting more and more crooked. "Hey, hey."
The audience laughed, "Hahahahaha!"
"Turn, turn, turn! Turn! "Dong Shanshan said with her hands in her sleeves.
Yao Jiancai stopped his bicycle. "Hey, hey, hey, I say, why are you giving me directions blindly? You know where I'm going, so why did you let me turn? "
The audience laughed, "Hahahaha!"
Zhang Ye reminded from the side, "Shout out, sell it."
Dong Shanshan shouted, "Sell it! Sell it! "
Zhang Ye said angrily, "What are you selling?"
Dong Shanshan said, "Turn."
Zhang Ye said, "Connect it."
Dong Shanshan said loudly, "Abduction! Abduction! "
…
When she said that, a lot of the audience burst out laughing!
"Abduction?"
"Hahahahaha!"
"Aiyo, I'm dying of laughter!"
"Hahahahaha!"
"This Teacher Shanshan is too good at messing around!"
"She's acting really well!"
"This finale act looks like it's going to be pretty good!"
"It's only the beginning and not much has been revealed yet. Whether the skit is good or not, we'll still have to look at the latter half."
…
At this moment.
Backstage.
Ha Qiqi.
Zhang Zuo.
Little Wang.
The production team staff.
The leaders of the task force.
At this moment, everyone was staring intently at the screen. Some of them were sweating, some of them were so nervous that their hands and feet were cold, and some of them had their hearts in their throats. It seemed like they were even more nervous and anxious than Zhang Ye and the other two who were performing onstage. There was no other way. This finale act was just too important!
They were praying silently in their hearts. Please succeed! Please succeed!
Director Zhang!
Teacher Yao!
Teacher Shanshan!
It's all up to you guys now!
Whether the Spring Festival Gala succeeds or fails, it all hinges on this gamble!
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