funbook-pk Chapter 77 Inspiration for the Spring Festival Gala
Chapter 77 Inspiration for the Spring Festival Gala
Chapter 77 Inspiration for the Spring Festival Gala (Seeking first subscriptions, 14 chapters of intensive updates activated)
The two played for a while and then looked at the digital watch.
It's almost eight o'clock.
"Let's go home and watch the Spring Festival Gala."
Chen Lang took Liu Yifei's hand and walked towards home.
When the two returned home, the Spring Festival Gala had already begun.
The living room was warm and cozy, and the television was filled with lively opening song and dance music.
Grandma and Grandpa had already brewed tea and prepared melon seeds and peanuts.
As soon as Liu Yifei entered the room, he kicked off his little leather shoes, darted to the sofa, snuggled into Liu Xiaoli's arms, and found the most comfortable spot.
Chen Lang placed the bag full of snacks on the coffee table, sat down next to Liu Xiaoli, and leaned against her.
Liu Yifei took out the bag of Maltesers from the bag, tore open the packaging, and popped one into her mouth.
Chen Lang watched TV; in his previous life, he hadn't watched a Spring Festival Gala in its entirety for many years.
In my memory, I only saw a few programs from the 95 Spring Festival Gala on Douyin.
The opening song and dance performance was as lively and energetic as ever, featuring a massive audience.
Chen Lang couldn't concentrate on it.
Liu Yifei, on the other hand, watched with great interest, her little mouth moving in sync with the music on TV.
Soon, the first skit began.
Huang Hong and Yang Lei's search for the focal point.
"Good evening, comrades!"
Chen Lang chuckled the moment Huang Hong's iconic face appeared.
The sketches from this era are truly interesting.
The jokes are plentiful, the satire is sharp, and the performances are solid.
Unlike later generations, which were filled with internet jokes and forced sentimentality.
Liu Yifei was amused and giggled, curling up in Liu Xiaoli's arms.
Next up is the song group.
Lin Yilun's fiery ballads, Mao Ning's dream in a foreign land.
These are all pop songs unique to this era, with a touch of gala style.
Chen Lang listened, but didn't feel anything.
Until Zhao Lirong and Gong Hanlin appeared in such a packaged way.
"Flowers bloom in spring, fourteen or fifteen or sixteen years old. Ah, on the sixth day of the sixth lunar month, look at the ripening grains. Spring begins at the sixth nine-day period."
"This packaging is so uncomfortable! I can't open my mouth, I can't keep up with the flow. Can you believe how uncomfortable it is?"
classic.
An absolute classic.
Chen Lang watched with great interest; this was a true artist.
Every gesture, every step, is a performance.
Liu Yifei was laughing so hard she was rolling around on the sofa, spilling the Maltesers she was holding all over the floor.
As Liu Xiaoli helped her pick them up, she couldn't help but laugh.
The shows came one after another.
Yang Yuying's "Gently Tell You" was a very popular song at the time.
A familiar name appeared on the screen.
The song is like looking at flowers through a fog.
The singer is Na Ying.
Chen Lang sat up straight.
On television, Na Ying wore a stylish performance outfit and maintained a steady stage presence.
"Like looking at flowers through the mist, or gazing at the moon's reflection in the water, can you discern the ever-changing world?"
Her voice is very distinctive, high-pitched, and slightly hoarse.
This song was incredibly popular in 94 and 95.
As Chen Lang listened, his mind raced.
He remembered another, more famous song by Na Ying, "The Day Doesn't Understand the Night's Darkness," which seemed to have been released in 95.
It's already New Year's Eve, so that album should have been finished long ago.
Pity.
He originally intended to dedicate this song to Yao Beina.
It seems the attempt to intercept the bid failed.
But it's okay.
A long list of song titles floated into Chen Lang's mind.
conquer.
wake up.
It was all a dream.
Let's meet in 1998.
sell.
silent.
It's not easy to find someone who loves you.
These are all Na Ying's later representative works.
Any one of these songs would be enough to establish a singer's status in the Chinese music scene.
Chen Lang silently labeled all these songs with Yao Beina's exclusive tag.
He recalled his own boastful words.
Let Yehenala Ying participate in The Voice of China, and then eliminate her.
It now appears that this plan is not feasible.
He's already a top-tier celebrity in China; he's even appeared on the Spring Festival Gala.
It's impossible to get her to participate in a talent show.
However, if we can't eliminate her, then we'll just steal all her representative works.
Now, Yao Beina practices the breathing method left by Chen Lang's mother every day, and her breath control is even stronger than it was at its peak in her previous life.
Not to mention ordinary high notes, even singing dolphin notes is not difficult for her.
With good works, she will definitely have a place in the future Chinese music scene.
On TV, Na Ying's singing ended.
Next up was a crosstalk performance by Niu Qun and Feng Gong, titled "Mr. Worst".
Another royal flush.
"Boss, please give me a chance!"
"In our line of work, it all boils down to four words: understanding is paramount."
Hearing these familiar lines, Chen Lang was filled with emotion.
These veteran artists are the true soul of the Spring Festival Gala.
Liu Yifei wasn't very interested in crosstalk; she couldn't understand the jokes.
She rummaged through a bag on the coffee table and pulled out the packet of gold coin chocolates, unwrapped one, and started chewing on it.
Then he peeled another one and stuffed it into Chen Lang's mouth.
The sweet taste melted in his mouth and in his heart.
Skits, crosstalk, songs, and dances.
One program after another.
Zhang Ye's "May All Your Wishes Come True," and Andy Lau's "Forget-Me-Not Potion."
They're all big names.
On TV, Xie Xiaodong sang "Today I'm Happy to Make My Appearance."
"We ordinary people are truly happy today!"
The song has a fast tempo and interesting lyrics.
It has a strong Beijing flavor.
In this era, this style can be considered one of the earliest rap songs to appear on the Spring Festival Gala stage.
Chen Lang's heart skipped a beat.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, he could finally bring out the song he had been thinking about for a long time.
"Langlang, look, look!"
Liu Yifei, who was standing next to him, suddenly patted his arm excitedly.
"He talks so fast!"
She pointed at Xie Xiaodong on TV, her face full of curiosity.
"What is that song about?"
Chen Lang smiled.
"That's called rap."
Liu Yifei nodded and said "Oh".
She found these fast-paced songs particularly interesting, and felt like swaying along to them.
"Langlang, why don't you write a song like that too!"
She turned her head and looked at Chen Lang with bright, sparkling eyes.
"Write a song about speaking very, very fast!"
Chen Lang felt that at this moment, a "ding" sound effect from Ikkyu-san should be added.
He suddenly stood up from the sofa.
A look of sudden realization crossed his face.
"rap!"
He shouted.
"I've got an idea!"
The three adults in the living room were all startled by his sudden shout.
Liu Xiaoli asked quickly.
"What inspired you?"
Chen Lang was visibly excited.
"I want to write a song!"
"A song dedicated to my mother!"
After saying that, he turned and ran towards his room.
They looked as if they were afraid that if they were even a second late, their inspiration would vanish.
In the living room, Liu Xiaoli, her maternal grandparents, and her maternal grandparents looked at each other in bewilderment.
this----
Inspiration comes from watching TV?
Can you even write songs on the spot?
This is too much!