"Welcome to the New Year's Eve Gala Carnival Night co-hosted by Beijing Satellite TV and Moonlight. I am tonight's host, Jiang Yang!"
"I'm the host Pang Li..."
"I am……"
Zhang Yiling sat in front of the TV, thinking back to six days ago.
On Christmas Day, she thought for a long time and finally called Zhou Yiyang.
"Hello, what's wrong?" Zhou Yiyang was still at the rehearsal for the New Year's Eve party. He was surrounded by people and looked quite busy. He didn't know about Zhang Yiling's little thoughts.
"Today is Christmas!" Zhang Yiling took a deep breath and asked, "Did you see the circle of friends I posted?"
"Are you talking about that turkey? See it, is it delicious?" Zhou Yiyang said as he walked to the corner.
Zhang Yiling's mouth corners slowly lifted, and she continued, "It's not delicious, but my mom did as I asked and made turkey dumplings with chives in them. They taste pretty good."
"Turkey dumplings?" Zhou Yiyang's mouth opened wide. Just hearing the name, he felt that this dish was incredible: "Isn't this too fusion?"
"Hehe," Zhang Yiling laughed as she sat on the sofa, oblivious to her mother's complex expression. "It's not bad, it tastes pretty good. I've learned how to make it. I'll make it for you next time!"
"Sure. Then when will you return home? During the Spring Festival?" Zhou Yiyang felt a little hungry after hearing what she said. He had been busy on the scene these days and had been eating casually.
As for Christmas, he never celebrates it.
"I don't know. We don't have a holiday during the Spring Festival." Zhang Yiling swung her legs a little irritably, thinking how nice it would be if there was a holiday during the Spring Festival.
"It's okay. Once you graduate and become a famous director, you can definitely return to China to develop your career. Have you seen the reports online? They say that in the next decade, the global entertainment center will shift to China."
"Of course I did. I'll definitely shift the focus of my career back to China," Zhang Yiling said, shaking her fist excitedly. This claim was made by an American journalist. Initially, many people mocked him for accepting money from Chinese people, but now more and more people are buying into this theory.
In addition to Lin Xuaner's new album, the recent Korean zombie movie has once again set off a wave of popularity around the world, and the production team behind it is all from China.
"I really like the movie 'Train to Busan'. I plan to make a zombie movie in the future!" Zhang Yiling said excitedly.
"Then I'll be looking forward to it," Zhou Yiyang raised his lips. He actually planned to continue chatting with her. Zhou Yiyang found that every time he chatted with this little girl, his mood would always become much more comfortable. "I have something else to do here. Do you have anything else to say?"
"It's okay." Zhang Yiling suddenly said solemnly before hanging up the phone: "Merry Christmas!"
Zhou Yiyang smiled and responded to her: "Merry Christmas."
Today Zhang Yiling was watching TV. The party had just begun and she wanted to know if anyone would send her a message tonight wishing her a Happy New Year?
"It's time to eat dumplings!" At this time, mother came out from the kitchen carrying a plate of dumplings.
"What's the filling?" Zhang Yiling immediately turned around and asked. She was drooling at the sight of the white and plump dumplings.
"We have pork, beef, and mutton. I was lucky today and actually bought Spanish mackerel at the Chinese supermarket. I made dumplings with Spanish mackerel filling."
Zhang Yiling rubbed her hands excitedly: "That's great!"
There was a singing voice coming from the TV, and the singer was Ling Hu.
As the first choice for tough guy movies today, Ling Hu's popularity is comparable to Luo Chen. They both successfully surpassed Gao Yanyan and became the leading figures of this generation of male artists.
Zhang Yiling's mother likes Ling Hu very much and thinks his sunny and tough facial features are more in line with her aesthetic taste.
The only problem is that Ling Hu's live singing skills are still a bit questionable.
"But he is very suitable for acting in military movies." Zhang Yiling commented from a director's perspective.
Mother Zhang laughed when she heard this. "But I remember that not many people in China are making military films anymore, right? The good military films date back to more than a decade ago! Even Zhou Yiyang hasn't tried this field."
"I don't think so," Zhang Yiling said seriously. "Look at previous science fiction movies. Everyone used the same rhetoric, but didn't Brother Yang prove that no matter what type of movie there is an audience?"
Mother Zhang glanced at her daughter and said earnestly, "Indeed, no matter what kind of movie it is, there will be an audience. But the size of that audience varies, which means the upper limit of the box office is different. Science fiction movies are popular all over the world, so they are successful. But military movies are now declining globally, and I don't think young people will be moved by this movie."
Zhang Yiling took a deep breath and ultimately decided not to continue arguing with her mother. She realized that arguing about this kind of thing was pointless. It would be better to wait until Zhou Yiyang actually made a military film and then use the data to speak for itself.
…
At the scene, tens of thousands of audiences didn't care how Ling Hu sang, they couldn't wait to cheer.
After all, almost all the people who bought tickets tonight were fans of Yiyang Entertainment artists. And Yiyang Entertainment fans were very accepting of other stars in the company, so they loved everyone very much.
Luo Chen was sitting with the four of them, watching the live broadcast and chatting:
"Honestly, his opening was too ordinary."
Su Yin laughed: "Brother Chen, aren't your requirements too strict? I think the atmosphere is pretty good. Besides, Brother Hu's main job is still an actor!"
"But with him at the end, I won't be nervous when I sing later." He glanced at the four of them and suddenly became happy: "To be honest, I used to feel really stressed when you performed before me."
"Really?" Wang Xingrui seemed to not believe what Luo Chen said.
Luo Chen nodded seriously. "Of course it's true. Every time you perform, it's so good that I feel like I'm being completely suppressed. But this time, it's good. You guys are singing last, so there won't be any pressure at all."
Lin Xuan'er took a sip of water before saying, "But Brother Chen, you're also performing during prime time this time!"
"That doesn't matter," Luo Chen shrugged, looking nonchalant. "I'm just here to join in the fun. You guys are supposed to sing three songs tonight, so you're the real stars."
As he spoke, Ling Hu had already finished his performance.
Guan Fei looked at the real-time ratings with little interest and found that it was difficult for other satellite TV stations to pose a threat to them now.
It turns out that being alone and seeking the best is real!
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