Including Xu Hongzhuo, all the presidents and vice presidents of the 18 state arts associations were sitting in chairs, and further ahead of them were the bigwigs of the Huaxia Arts Association.

No one knows what happened inside, because there are a large number of security personnel guarding the outside. Not even flies or mosquitoes that haven't been found yet can get in, let alone people!

Of course, in addition to these officials, a number of specially invited participants, such as Shen Jun, Su Banshan, and He Zhongting, also attended the event and were all staring intently at the stage.

"President Cao, I'll go out for a bit."

Wen Qingsong got up with tears in his eyes, probably to go outside for some fresh air.

Five minutes later, Yan Zhenhui also left under an excuse, his eyes also red and his face pale.

Two hours had passed since they arrived, but in those twenty minutes, batches of people were sent out.

Even those who remained at the scene had strange looks in their eyes. Xu Hongzhuo wiped his eyes slightly and couldn't help but curse, "What's wrong with this brat? We asked him to arrange the Spring Festival Gala program to create a festive atmosphere, so why is he crying like this?"

"This is utterly inhuman and outrageous."

He Zhongting couldn't help but sigh, but immediately shut up after seeing Shen Jun's unfriendly look: "But the song is really good, it's just that the order is too tight."

"Huh? Isn't this that..."

As he was speaking, He Zhongting suddenly fell silent, because a familiar melody came to his ears: "Hurry up and bring them back."

Eight minutes later, when a group of men and women in white stood on the stage, the audience below showed expressions of shock!

Four hours later, everyone left one after another.

"Old Chen, this program was really good."

"Hey, I'm talking to you, why are you walking so fast? I'm not planning to take that thing from you."

"Why are your legs getting nimbler the more you talk about them? Wait for me!"

Watching the bigwigs chase after them, followed closely by Cao Kang, Su Banshan, and others, Chairman Wen shook his head and smiled, "I'm increasingly looking forward to these programs appearing on the screen."

"Indeed, Lin Rui has made excellent arrangements. I was a little worried before coming, but now I can finally relax."

"I have no idea what's going on in this young man's head, where did he come up with that idea..."

"Alright, let's keep some secrets for that child."

President Wen smiled, waved his hand, and then left with his head held high.

February has arrived in the blink of an eye.

Tonight is Lunar New Year's Eve, and every household is busy preparing, with the whole of China filled with joy.

Of course, some countries outside the region are also preparing for this joyous festival. After all, many people have immigrated in recent years, but no matter where they are, they will never forget this day that is etched into their souls.

"Dad, I want to watch Romance of the Three Kingdoms, why did you change the channel?"

"Have you gone stupid from reading too much? Where did the Three Kingdoms come from tonight? All the TV dramas in China have to give way to the Spring Festival Gala."

"What's so interesting about the Spring Festival Gala? Isn't it the same every year?"

"You always brag about being a die-hard fan of Fusheng, don't you know that Fusheng was in charge of this year's Spring Festival Gala?"

"Dad, you're not lying to me?"

…

Similar scenes have occurred in many families.

Of course, if such a scene really occurs, it can largely be said that these people are fake fans, or that they have different focuses, such as only paying attention to the movies or games Lin Rui makes.

Otherwise, news that had been making headlines for almost half a month wouldn't have been discovered so late, like a village getting internet access.

"Uncle... Uncle..."

This year, Lin Rui's uncles and third uncles' families still spent the holiday at Guanhu Villa. Just like last year, they all came, but Lin Rui was the only one missing.

"Coco, be good, eat your food, you'll see your uncle soon."

"Is it on TV again?"

Coco pouted, looking a little sullen, which amused everyone in the room.

After all, he's grown another year older and has become much more sensible.

After I finished all that work, it was exactly eight o'clock.

"They're here, they're here. They're being quite mysterious. I wonder what kind of design this kid has in mind?"

Dong Juan smiled outwardly, but her smile was somewhat stiff, perhaps because she was worried that her beloved son's program design would not be well-received.

After all, age groups are hard to define precisely. Yes, Lin Rui is indeed very popular among young people, but it's hard to say about older people.

Take Lin Rui's songs and games, for example. If it weren't for her own son, Dong Juan wouldn't even be interested in learning about them.

Since Lin Rui became famous, the singers she knows are limited to artists like Tian Rui. She can't even remember the full names of several of them. When she meets them on a regular basis or when they come to give her gifts during holidays, she calls them Xiao Shen, Xiao Li, or Xiao Sun.

"Be good, Da Hu, you'll see your uncle soon."

Da Hu is that purebred dog that's supposedly worth tens of millions of W (presumably in some currency units). It's usually very obedient, but its appetite is quite astonishing. Fortunately, the Lin family is only short of daughters-in-law these days, not money. They can afford to raise not just one, but even ten or eight more.

Judging by the time, the tiger hadn't seen its owner for a while. It was a rare treat tonight with so many people at home, but after lying at the gate for half a day, it still hadn't seen its owner and was now somewhat dejected.

Despite Coco's comforting words, he remained listless.

"The special effects are amazing."

“For Xiao Rui, this is really nothing.”

The people in the room were all talking at once.

The opening unfolds like a scroll painting, accompanied by dynamic illustrations, narrating the historical evolution of China from ancient times to the present.

The opening lasted a full three minutes and was packed with special effects. Just when everyone thought the main feature was about to begin, a dragon and a phoenix made of special effects suddenly appeared on the screen!

Auspicious Dragon and Phoenix!

Whether it's a dragon or a phoenix, every frame is full of detail, and the textures are incredibly realistic. For a second or two, viewers in front of the TV even thought that the dragon and phoenix were about to leap out of the screen.

"Amazing, Shenzhou has done an amazing job with special effects."

"I heard that Tianrui Entertainment is interested in sharing its special effects engine. I believe that we will be able to make special effects movies like Inception in the future."

“Although I don’t like this country, this action of the country has changed my mind, so I’m here in this live broadcast room.”

"Aren't you ashamed to say that? If you don't like it, you can get lost!"

…

The discussion was lively in domestic live streams, and equally so abroad.

"Fuck!"

"Those special effects!"

"Amazing!"

"God!"

"Awesome!"

No one expected that the two hosts who were to give the opening remarks would make their entrance in such an unbelievable way.

At this moment, they resembled gods from mythology, transforming into human form amidst rising colorful smoke, and then standing on the dragon's head and the phoenix's body respectively.

"Wasn't it said that Journey to the West would be released after the Spring Festival Gala? Is this a way to promote Journey to the West in advance?"

"I almost forgot if you hadn't mentioned it. Yes, that's how the gods in Journey to the West appear, exactly the same as in some of the behind-the-scenes footage we released before!"

"Life is fleeting, eternal God!"

Even though it was just an opening speech, everyone was glued to the screen, not wanting to miss a single moment.

Even those viewers who have no interest in the Spring Festival Gala but are forced to sit in front of the TV for the sake of family harmony showed unusual interest.

It seems that this year's Spring Festival Gala is a little different from what they expected?