On October 10th, early in the morning, the two families hurriedly took their children to Grandma Gu's art center.

After all, we agreed to set off here. After arriving in a panic, Grandma Gu personally led everyone to the CCTV broadcast hall.

Everything went smoothly and we arrived at the rehearsal and met with the director.

Grandma Gu took the two families to a remote location to sit and wait for the program team to make arrangements.

Yang Xiaomi, who is usually lively and cheerful, was sitting quietly on the stool with her hands behind her back and her feet together. She must have been specially instructed by her godmother to be quiet!

Wang Xun glanced around with big eyes as the actors entered the scene one after another.

Oh, they are all regular guests of the Spring Festival Gala in previous lives!

Look at the host Zhao Zhongxiang and the storytelling artist Tian Lianyuan.

Sketch actors Zhu Shimao, Chen Peisi, Gong Hanlin, Huang Xiaojuan and Zhao Laowen who looked exactly like Guan Xi when they were young.

The cross talk actors here are Feng Gong, Niu Qun, Jiang Kun, and Tang Jiezhong.

Many of the actors look familiar but cannot be called by their names.

The singer also knew Fan Linlin, Li Lingyu, and the hot girl who was attending the Spring Festival Gala for the first time.

It's not like Fan Linlin came over. Adults are more nervous than children. When seeing a big star in private, an ordinary person would be nervous.

But our Yang Xiaomi was not afraid. She stood up directly and said to Fan Linlin, "Auntie, I've seen you on TV!"

Wang Xunxin said, "If I want to talk about tigers, I would still say that Sister Mi is a tiger. She is a big star after all. Do you know what her temper is like?"

Wang Xun shyly hid his head behind the old lady, saying that he didn't recognize this little brat.

Fan Linlin picked up Sister Mi with one hand and said to Grandma Gu, "Teacher, are these two children the little geniuses you said?"

"Hey, I'm not a phone watch!" Wang Xun shouted in his heart.

Grandma Gu glanced at her beloved disciple, pointed at Sister Mi, and then pulled Wang Xun out from behind, "Hey, the one in your hand doesn't count. This is your junior brother, Wang Xun, nicknamed Nao Nao, I'm old

Now that I’m running out of energy, I’ll teach him a lesson from now on.”

"Senior sister, good!" Wang Xun bowed politely and said.

"Well, hello, little junior brother!" Then he pinched Wang Xun's chubby face with his hand.

After a while, Grandma Gu was surrounded by singers, and the old lady introduced Wang Xun to these people who would all be singers in the future.

Moreover, he wrote three songs in less than three months after becoming an apprentice with this child's talent. Wang Xun was a little embarrassed.

While talking, Director Huang rolled out a blackboard and wrote the actors' program names in order.

We began to prepare for the rehearsal, and Wang Xun and Sister Mi’s program was scheduled to be in the middle.

It was estimated that it would take about an hour and a half to go on stage, so Grandma Bugu took her two children to the side hall for urgent rehearsal. She finished singing two songs and added some dance moves.

Finally, he did a pose where Wang Xun raised his right hand and Sister Mi raised her left hand high above her head - the Korean wave was born earlier than the heart movement.

Grandma Gu's eyes lit up. These two children were so cute that everyone, including the four parents, were amazed.

Just looking at their proud expressions, I guess they can eat delicious food again.

Sure enough, this ending action was unanimously praised by the director team, and the famous actors also applauded Mianzi very much.

It is true that children are cuter, and cuteness is justice!

The main reason is that the two songs by Wang Xun and Mi Jie are the same length as one by other solo singers, so there is no need to cut it out and they can sing together with both hands.

After getting off the stage, they continued to watch the performance. The adults watched it with gusto, but Yang Xiaomi felt sleepy, so she lay on Wang Xun and fell asleep.

Well, Human Sofa 2.0.

After the rehearsal, the director team discussed some opinions on the program.

We agreed to see the results of the show again on November 10th. There is nothing to say. It has nothing to do with Wang Xun and Yang Mi.

This is considered chosen!

The adults were quite excited and had to take the old lady to dinner when they were going home.

The old lady said she would talk to Fan Linlin next time and walked into the building by herself.

Godfather Yang Xiaolin was obviously a little excited. Seeing that it was still early, there happened to be Lao BJ's Sheep and Scorpion shop near the CCTV. He directly led everyone to the small shop and ordered a drink. Lotus White, well, I usually can't bear to drink it.

Wang Wenyou said a little worriedly, "Brother, I just asked the assistant in the directing team. The children rehearsed three times, and then they also lip-synched for the last party to avoid accidents. After the end, each person was paid 1,000. I

I can’t believe it, it’s a bit too easy to make money.”

Godfather Yang Xiaolin drank a sip of wine and then said, "Brother, times have really changed. Look at the income of the waiters on the road is three or four times the salary of ours. Recently, I caught a few people in the office who drank too much.

They went to the Soviet Union to make a profit of 200,000 yuan. Oh my God, 200,000 yuan has never been so much money in my life."

"Everyone has his own destiny. Children are talented. As adults, we just have to provide good support. If you can't survive outside, you have to rely on us!" Godfather Yang Xiaolin deserves to be a soldier, thinking

There is no saying that I am not aware of it.

Comrade Wang Wenyou smiled and drank the wine in his glass, "Well, I'm right, they are still young anyway, they can't make it in the literary and art circles, and they can't starve to death."

The two ladies and two children didn't care about them. They were so hungry that Yang Xiaomi turned into a hungry ghost and called her mother, "I want to eat meat, I want to eat cucumber strips, I want sugar and garlic."

Well, Wang Xun is eating sluttishly, so he needs to fill himself up first.

"Dad, I want to read. I don't know many words on the blackboard today. By the way, I also want to listen to historical stories. Grandpa Xing tells them very well." Wang Xun said, pretending to be illiterate.

"Yes, Dad, I want it too. I want to be better than making trouble." Sister Mi echoed loudly.

"Okay, I'll buy you a book, reading will satisfy you!" the adults said with an unkind smile.

In the following days, Wang Xun and Sister Mi went to interest classes during the day to continue practicing their programs!

By the way, ask the acting teacher to give you guidance, such as facial expressions, body movements, etc.

"Strive to achieve mechanical memory!" Wang Xun analyzed.

Time has come to October 10th in a blink of an eye, and the weather is starting to get colder!

The two children were wrapped up into two balls and led by their godmother to the CCTV studio rehearsal hall. As soon as they arrived, Grandma Gu was waiting at the door and told the program team about the changes.

Host Zhao Zhongxiang will appear at this year’s Spring Festival Gala in the form of an arena competition, and the referee will be Li Moran

Song and dance team captain: Kan Lijun (blue team)

Drama team leader: Zhu Shimao (yellow team)

Captain of the folk art team: Tian Lianyuan (red team)

But this change has nothing to do with the two children, just practice your own program well!

The appearance is scheduled for the 27th, which belongs to the fifth group of solo songs. The first program is the pantomime sketch "Weightlifting", and the second program is "The Red Belt of the Northwest Man" Zhang Weijin.

She also asked Yang Chunling to take care of her children and went to the directing stage herself.

Finding faults during the rehearsal program has nothing to do with Wang Xun and Yang Mi. With two three-year-old children, adults can't ask for too much, right?

Wang Xun now adheres to the principle of being shameless and is no longer so afraid of the stage.

Yang I am not nervous and Mi Ze is purely a natural performer. The more people there are, the happier she will be.

This is probably the reason why she will persist despite being hacked so badly in the future!

Well, born with a big heart!

In Northeastern dialect, she is called Silly Sister!

Socialite Yang Mi took Wang Xun everywhere to take photos with the actors, and Yang's professional photographer Chunling followed behind with a newly purchased family item to help take pictures.

When all the films I brought were finished, I realized that only half of the group photo had been taken and no one was there.

Later, Ms. Yang kept pouting and looking unhappy. Please comfort me!

Wang Xun glanced at her and said to her: "I have to come next month and make up for the rest then."

Cameras are not cheap in this era. The main reason is that film is a consumable product - Kodak (a company that died due to its complacency, focus on this!). The hobby of photography is definitely considered a luxury consumption.

Wang Xun and Yang Mi's program was originally on the back burner, and this time they were just taking pictures.

As time went by, it was like flying, and the director team came up with suggestions for revisions.

Wang Xun and Yang Mi were playing with the rope below. They didn't listen to the class and looked like bad students.

The director over there said that we should go back and prepare again, and we will come back on the 10th next month.

Wang Xun played a bad trick and tied the rope until it could not be untied, then turned around and ran away. Yang Xiaomi was so angry that she chased him and beat him to make him look good.

There was a sudden joy, "Mimi, you have to lift him up by your feet!" This was Zhao Laowen.

"Mimi, hold your ears with your hands!" This is Fan Linlin.

"..." This is Wang Xun.

The surrounding actors all felt relieved when they saw this scene.

On a cold night, pedestrians hurriedly hunched their necks.

The osmanthus tree in front of the door exudes the remaining richness, and the fine golden rustle falls all over the ground.

Although the fallen flowers have faded, the fragrance lingers and the night wind blows.
To be continued...