Jia Yapeng did not expect to see Uncle Hei Tu at this occasion. He grew up watching his skits. He was the most popular skit on the Spring Festival Gala and was known as the King of Skits. Everyone in Hua Xia knew who Uncle Hei Tu was. He did not expect to see him here, and he was even sitting beside him.
Jia Yapeng glanced at the name slip on the seat beside him. It was indeed Zhao Hei Tu's name.
"You know me!" Uncle Hei Tu was also very surprised.
"Of course, I've seen all your skits on the Spring Festival Gala. The one selling crutches and the one selling cars!" As soon as Jia Yapeng said that, he felt that something was wrong. It seemed to be Uncle Hei Tu's future work!
Sure enough, Uncle Hei Tu showed a puzzled expression and then said awkwardly, "Comrade, you might have mistaken me for someone else. I didn't act in those skits!"
"That's right, you acted in them!" Jia Yapeng immediately said firmly, "Actually, Uncle Hei Tu, I'm your most loyal fan. I wrote that 'Selling Crutches' especially for you. I've practiced it countless times in my mind. My brain was muddled, so I just said that you acted in it!"
Under normal circumstances, no one would believe this kind of bullsh * t explanation. However, the problem was that this kind of flattery made people feel extremely comfortable. It made people unwilling to not believe it. Therefore, Uncle Black Soil's face was immediately filled with smiles after hearing Jia Yapeng's words. He was extremely happy.
However, after laughing, Uncle Hei Tu said, "Comrade, I know you're just trying to make me happy. However, I know my own limitations. I'm only a little famous because of my skits. Other than Tieling, no one knows me. Although I've appeared on the Spring Festival Gala twice, I still can't blend in!"
Uncle Hei Tu said with a sigh and a bit of humility.
Uncle Hei Tu's life experience was quite bumpy. He was born poor, but he refused to accept his fate. In the first half of his life, he went through hardships and suffered all kinds of hardships. Now that he finally got up, he was still not welcomed.
Although Uncle Hei Tu had appeared on the Spring Festival Gala twice, his first skit in '89 was replaced by someone else at the last minute. After that, his two skits in' 90 and '91 became popular.
However, his' 92 Spring Festival Gala skit, "I Want to Have a Home," did not make any waves.. Uncle Hei Tu's many skits....... Uncle Hei Tu's skits..
But I Want to Have a Home, I believe that many people have no impression of it at all.
In the capital's literary circle, he was still a bumpkin from the northeast. Usually, people in the circle did not bring him along. Although he tried his best to squeeze in, no one acknowledged him. Therefore, he and Jia Yapeng were left in the third row from the back and became spectators of the awards ceremony.
Jia Yapeng and Uncle Hei Tu were people who were in the same boat. Both of them were not welcomed, so they quickly chatted. In addition, Jia Yapeng had grown up watching Uncle Hei Tu's skits in his previous life. He was very respectful to Uncle Hei Tu and won Uncle Hei Tu's favor. The two of them quickly became friends despite their age difference and chatted happily. Unknowingly, the awards ceremony began.
At first, Jia Yapeng was looking forward to the awards ceremony, but soon, he was so bored that he wanted to go to sleep.
The whole process of the awards ceremony was the host calling out the names. Then, the winners went on stage and began to thank the leaders with their scripts. The weirdest thing was that many times, even though it was a TV series or a movie, the people who went on stage to receive the award were not the actors or directors, but the leaders behind the scenes. The leaders were also the ones who spoke.
If the directors and actors were lucky, they could go on stage to show their faces, take a picture, and receive a certificate. If they were unlucky, they did not even have the right to go on stage.
The leaders' speeches were lengthy, from the international situation to the struggles of the people. However, there was nothing much to say about the work itself. A speech could go on for 20 minutes. Everyone who listened was on the verge of collapsing. If Uncle Hei Tu did not grab Jia Yapeng's arm from time to time, Jia Yapeng might have really fallen asleep.
At this moment, Jia Yapeng missed the era when there were mobile phones. Then, attending the awards ceremony would not be so boring.
The awards ceremony started at 1: 30 p.m. and lasted until 6 p.m., but it was still not Jia Yapeng's turn to go on stage. When it was almost 7 p.m. and the host announced the end of the ceremony, Jia Yapeng did not hear that he had won the award.
This time, Jia Yapeng could not sit still. He could endure the boredom and it did not matter if he was not valued. However, he could not come here for nothing. Wouldn't he be played like a monkey?
Our Boss Jia was now a super-rich man. He had a bad temper. He did not care about his influence and connections. When the host announced the end of the awards ceremony and the leaders stood up to clap and leave, Jia Yapeng suddenly jumped out and asked loudly, "Excuse me, are you still going to award the Best TV Animated Feature Series Award?"
Jia Yapeng's voice was like thunder in the middle of the night. It instantly exploded in the entire conference room. Everyone present was shocked.
Everyone looked at Jia Yapeng in shock. Then, they began to cheer for Jia Yapeng and applauded Jia Yapeng's rebellious behavior.
Alright, the above was impossible. It was all Jia Yapeng's imagination.
Jia Yapeng would definitely not rebel, at least not now.
This was because the people sitting on stage were the leaders of the SARFT. The SARFT was in charge of all television, movies, and television stations, including CCTV.
If Jia Yapeng wanted his animation to be broadcasted throughout the country, then Jia Yapeng would definitely not stand up.
Jia Yapeng was a smart person. He knew what the right thing to do was.
Therefore, Jia Yapeng remained silent. Even though his face was livid, he still applauded with everyone. Finally, after the leaders left the stage, Jia Yapeng stood up and prepared to turn around and leave. At the same time, he swore in his heart that if he ever came to such an occasion again, he would be an idiot.
However, just as Jia Yapeng was about to leave, a staff member suddenly ran over and found Jia Yapeng. He said, "Excuse me, are you the award receiving representative for Dynasty Animation and Water Margin Heroes, Mr. Jia Yapeng?"
"That's me!" Jia Yapeng nodded stiffly.
"This is your award and certificate!" The staff member handed the same thing to Jia Yapeng and said, "Our Section Chief Li asked me to tell you that because the time was over, he temporarily cut off the steps for you to receive the award. Later, there will be a group photo activity for all the award winners. You can take the award and certificate with you to take a group photo together. It's the same!"
After the staff member finished speaking, he directly left. Jia Yapeng looked at the award and certificate in his hand, and he was a little stunned.
Was this award picked up from the garbage dump?
"Xiao Jia, go take the photo. At least you can leave a picture. It's also an honor in the future!" Uncle Hei Tu, who was behind Jia Yapeng, had witnessed the whole process and kindly advised him.
"This is not an honor, this is a disgrace!" Jia Yapeng took a deep breath and strode out of the conference room with the two things. Uncle Hei Tu quickly chased after him and then saw Jia Yapeng enter the men's room. When he came out again, there was nothing in his hands.
"Where's your award and certificate?" Uncle Hei Tu asked with a confused face.
"Flushed!" Jia Yapeng looked at the men's room. His meaning was very obvious.
"You're crazy! That's the Starlight Award. You finally won an award. Why did you lose it? You can just leave it at home! "Uncle Hei Tu's face was full of heartache.
"I think he's a disgrace!" Jia Yapeng said faintly. Uncle Hei Tu was speechless. Indeed, this kind of thing was really too humiliating. It was better not to have it.
"Then, the photo later …"
"Whoever wants to go to sleep can go to sleep. Anyway, I'm not going!" Jia Yapeng sneered, "It's okay. I'm not an important person anyway. Even if I don't participate in the photo shoot, no one will find out. It's a sunny day today. Nothing will happen!"
"Ai, Little Jia, you're still young and impetuous. You're just like uncle back then. Uncle suffered a big loss back then!" Uncle Hei Tu patted Jia Yapeng's shoulder, "Forget it. Since you've decided to give up this award, then don't take it. Uncle knows of an authentic northeastern dumpling restaurant nearby. Uncle will take you there to eat dumplings!"
"Uncle, aren't you going to take a photo?" Jia Yapeng asked with a smile.
"Why should I go? People have already said that it's to take photos of the people who won the award. Uncle didn't win the award. Wouldn't it be annoying if I went?" Uncle Hei Tu said with a smile, but his face hid a deeper gloom.
Ai, the Uncle Hei Tu before he became famous didn't have it easy either!
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