After the opening dance, Zhao Zhongxiang, Yang Lan, Ni Ping, Liang Yanling, Li Qingan, and Zhang Yongquan walked to the center of the stage.
This year's Spring Festival Gala was different from the previous years. This year was the first Chinese Spring Festival Gala, and it was co-organized with Taiwan, Hong Kong, Singapore, etc.
The venue was split into two levels, and there were some private rooms on the second level. Feng Yu and the rest were seated in one of the private rooms.
During the opening dance, the cameras panned to Feng Xingtai and the rest standing by the railings, waving their hands. This was CCTV's Spring Festival Gala, and the whole nation can watch it! Feng Yu was sitting at the back, munching on melon seeds.
Feng Yu does not know if there were any food in the private rooms, but Feng Yu had brought lots of peanuts, melon seeds, fruits, etc. with him. The staff saw it was Feng Yu and did not stop him. Maybe they did not expect people to treat this place like their own home.
"It's the annual Lunar New Year. Let's wish everyone a happy new year ~ ~ ~" Zhao Zhongxiang's voice was still so attractive.
Feng Xingtai and the rest had just sat down, and they stood up again to clap and cheer. They had forgotten that they were at CCTV's Spring Festival Gala.
"Eh … … Is that Song Zuying?" Feng Xingtai patted Feng Yu's head excitedly.
"Dad, that's right. Why are you so agitated?" Feng Yu looked at his father. When your favorite Huang Hong, Song Zuying, etc. appear, how excited will you be?
… …
At this time, Qin Mingxiao and Yao Jinfen appeared on the stage. They were the most popular magicians in China at this time. Anyone who knew about magic in China would know about them. Their status in the hearts of the people was probably equivalent to Liu Qian when he was at his peak in his previous life.
The two of them invited a member of the audience on the stage. This was a real audience member and not an actor. The audience member was dressed up as Granny Liu, and there was a pocket on his waist. All sorts of items were taken out from the pocket.
Oranges and apples were all thrown to the audience, causing the audience to fight for them.
Feng Xingtai said disdainfully, "It's just an apple. What's there to fight over?" After that, he grabbed an apple on the table and took a big bite.
The second floor was called a private room, but it wasn't really a private room. The back wasn't sealed off, and there were many family members of the staff standing there watching the show.
They stared at Feng Yu's family in bewilderment. Why was there a table here? Why aren't there any in the other places?
Moreover, there were too many things on the table, right? Peanuts, melon seeds, pine nuts, walnuts, sugar cubes, apples, oranges … They filled the table.
Who were these people? If they were big leaders, they should be sitting at the table in the front row. If they were not big leaders, how could they bring these things in and specially prepare a table for them?
"Dad, pay attention. Something exciting is coming."
Yao Jinfen took out a handkerchief from her pocket, and Qin Mingxiao knocked the handkerchief away with a stick. A Walkman appeared in Yao Jinfen's other hand.
The audience in front of the TV saw the camera zooming in on the latest model of Aiwa Walkman. The logo on the Walkman was too obvious.
This was a custom-made model, and of course, it was obvious!
"Who wants this Aiwa Walkman?" Qin Mingxiao asked loudly.
"Me!"
Everyone shouted in unison and raised their hands.
"If you want it, then go and buy it yourself. This is a gift to this lucky member of the audience!" Qin Mingxiao laughed and said.
The lucky members of the audience were fooled. They realized that they were very lucky. This Walkman should cost at least a few hundred RMB.
Feng Xingtai smirked and threw the apple core into the rubbish bin: "What's wrong with this? It's just a Walkman. If you are capable, why don't you turn it into a big tape recorder?!"
Feng Yu knocked his forehead: "Dad, I also can't hide a big tape recorder." This was magic, and not magic!
The program continued. Feng Yu realized that if his father knew how to use a computer 10 years later, he might join the group of people complaining about the Spring Festival Gala Night!
Feng Yu was so happy watching this program and was clapping harder than anyone else. Why is he always nitpicking? Many of the program's arrangements were your son's ideas. For example, that Walkman.
… …
Teacher Yan Shunkai was holding an egg and kept explaining to the audience: "This egg is mine. I did not take your egg!"
"Sigh, it's just an egg. Eat it."
"No. This egg is mine. I did not take your egg. If you don't believe me, you can count it."
This program was indeed a classic. Even though Feng Yu had watched this program many times, he was still laughing when he watched it again. Teacher Yan Shunkai's performance of Zhang San was too depressing! Especially that face, the frowning expression. It was too classic!
For this program, Feng Yu did not change any lines. But on Zhang San's table, there was a Super Electric Fan. The performance was in the summer, so it was reasonable to place an electric fan on the table in the summer.
What? Director? You said that the Super Electric Fan was too expensive and did not match Zhang San's character? Who cares? No one would care about this. I will give the station 10 of the latest Super Electric Fans!
Feng Yu thought that no one would care about this detail, but his father patted his shoulder: "Isn't that Zhang San a security guard? How can a security guard afford a bladeless fan? Also, in the program just now, Huang Hong is a shoe polisher, right? Why is there a bladeless fan at home? Does this director know what the people's lives are like? "
Feng Yu wanted to cry. Dad, why do you have so many questions? Are you here to ruin your son's show?
Feng Yu moved closer to his father and whispered: "Dad, that Super Electric Fan is produced by our family. I had spent money for them to place it there. That is an advertisement."
Feng Xingtai's eyes opened wide and asked Feng Yu: "Even the Spring Festival Gala Night is allowed to advertise?"
He knew that his son had done a lot of advertisements in CCTV, but he did not expect that his son would be allowed to advertise in the Spring Festival Gala Night.
"Shh … … No. But isn't this the same? Let's watch the program and not talk about this. "Feng Yu signaled to the people beside him to not let others hear.
Actually, Feng Yu had invested a lot in the product placement for the Spring Festival Gala Night. The total investment for the entire Gala Night was almost the same as CCTV's primetime slots.
But Feng Yu felt that it was not a loss. He had befriended the leaders of CCTV and was able to advertise on the world's biggest TV platform for the whole of China to watch. He still remembered the sales of National Cellar 1573 in his previous life. After the Spring Festival Gala Night, the sales increased!
When Feng Xingtai heard what his son said, he immediately sat up straight and stopped complaining.
"This song is very good. Who is this actress?" Zhang Muhua pointed to the singer on the stage and asked Feng Yu.
Feng Yu was sweating. It was rare for him to be able to hear this singer's song. In a few years' time, this singer will not sing on the stage anymore. This was because in a few years' time, she will become the Mother of the country. The people will address her as "Mother Peng."
Feng Yu also felt that this singer's performance was not worse than Song Zuying's. Why did he feel proud to be able to hear the future Mother of the country sing live?
It was not a loss to watch the Spring Festival Gala Night!
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