Director, please respect yourself

"true or false?"

"What's true or false?"

"I'm talking about what was shown on TV. I'm talking about the return of martyr Chen Huaimin."

"Of course it's fake. Didn't you see that martyr Chen Huaimin was played by Kung Fu superstar Yin Long?"

"But why do I think he is really back?"

"Yes, I also feel that martyr Chen Huaimin has returned."

"Well, there are also those 3 million Sichuan Army soldiers!"

Looking at the constantly updated messages and comments on the Tianya Forum, Gulinazha felt that her eyes were not full. Before she finished reading this netizen's message, the next netizen's wonderful comment appeared again.

And every netizen’s message is very touching.

Well, don’t say it’s yourself.

Even my father, who has always been strong, was wiping tears while staring at the TV screen.

["Chen Huaimin..."

The program host named Li Shishi murmured the name and asked with a smile.

"Oh, hello Mr. Chen Huaimin?

Wish you a happy Chinese New Year! What are your New Year's wishes? "

"The New Year's wish... is, of course, to expel the Tartars and revitalize China."

"Well…"

In the live footage of the national TV station, Li Shishi was a little confused. What era is this? You actually have such a weird wish?

But at this moment, she suddenly heard a voice in her earphones.

"Li Shishi, don't say anything or do anything. Follow my instructions and bring this person named Chen Huaimin to the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala in Studio Hall 1 of International Television Station..."

“…”

Hearing the voice of Feng Xiaogang, the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala, Li Shishi wanted to ask, why?

But before she could say anything, she turned around and saw a very ancient airplane parked in the huge square...]

"P-51 fighter jet!"

"The Chinese army used this aircraft to fight the Japanese army with bayonets. If I can shoot it down, you will hit it. If I cannot shoot it down, you will hit it. Even if I have to die together with you, I will not hesitate."

“It has been 10 years, and this is the first time I have shed tears. I have to say, Yang Hao, you won!

When I watched the Spring Festival Gala in previous years, I basically played mahjong with the TV on. Only when Zhao Laowen performed a sketch would we stop playing mahjong and watch TV for a while.

Today, I announced that I won’t play mahjong anymore. "

“Dude upstairs, me too.

I just talked with my buddy, even if the next show is just a piece of shit, I will sit in front of the TV and watch it carefully.

For no reason, just because Yang Hao made me cry, I just wanted to see what surprises he would give me next? "

hey-hey…

Seeing this comment, Gulinazha, who had her hands on the keyboard of her laptop, suddenly broke into tears and laughed.

There's more, but this won't appear until halfway through the Spring Festival Gala.

Thinking of this, Gulinazha snorted, wiped her tears with a napkin, then stood up from the chair and said: "Dad..."

"Um?"

"mom…"

"Um?"

"It's almost time. I should drive to the Spring Festival Gala."

"Ah, my dear daughter, don't you have to go?"

"Use it!

It's just that I have a lot of time, so I can go a little later. "

Speaking of which, Gulinazha came to the shoe cabinet, put on a thick long down jacket and thick mountain boots, looked in the mirror, turned around beautifully, and then she opened the door and went out.

The assistant hired by Heshuo Culture Agency for her was waiting downstairs of her house early.

……………

At the same time that Gulinazha went out, Gao Yuanyuan, Yang Mi, Liu Yifei, and Liu Xiaoli, who were sitting together watching TV in the Shanshui Wenyuan community near the East Third Ring Road in Beijing, stared at each other.

"What happened?"

"That was the official program just now, right?"

"I do not know."

The three young beauties were all confused, so everyone turned to look at Liu Xiaoli.

Liu Xiaoli was surprised when she saw this.

"Several beauties, to be honest, Yang Hao often comes over these days to cook and chat with me, but he really hasn't said anything about the creativity of this year's Spring Festival Gala."

"Yeah, Mom.

You know, that's not what I'm asking. "Liu Yifei said seriously.

"Then what are you asking about?" Liu Xiaoli asked.

"The people of Xiaoli are not dead yet. They have a lot of business investment not only internationally, but also in our country. If their people knew in advance that Yang Hao dared to play this on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, they would definitely fight hard. Prevent."

"Yes, Aunt Liu!

Not only will people in their daily lives try their best to stop it, but it is also impossible for the higher-ups to not censor such sensitive content being broadcast on the night of New Year’s Eve.

But Yang Hao was stunned that this extremely sensitive content was broadcast on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala. Excuse me, Aunt Liu, why is this? "

The person who said this was Yang Mi. Although her presence rate has always been the lowest among the four, she is also the smartest.

She could see things clearly at a glance that others couldn't.

"I don't know the specific reason. Anyway, I just heard Yang Hao mutter a few words. He said that before the Sino-Japanese Sino-Japanese Sino-Japanese Sino-Japanese Sino-Japanese Sino-Japanese War, China's GDP was nine times that of the book, but why did it lose again?

He said that it was because Li Hongzhang deposited 40 million silver in the Yamato Bank in Japan, but I don't understand. What does Li Hongzhang's deposit in Yamato Bank in Japan have to do with the Qing army's defeat in the war? "

"Well…"

"What's the meaning?"

"I don't know either."

If just now he just thought that his IQ was high, then at this moment, Yang Mi felt that his IQ could kill Liu Yifei and Gao Yuanyuan instantly.

These two beauties only know the flowers before the moon and the moon below, but they have no sensitivity at all to what they should know.

Of course, you can't understand the subtlety of Yang Hao's approach, and I won't tell you. I can only tell you now that he is leveraging his strength.

Perhaps because he was afraid that Liu Yifei, Gao Yuanyuan and Liu Xiaoli would pursue the matter, Yang Mi, with a smile on his face, pointed at the TV screen and changed the subject.

"Come on, come on, look, this is the dance that Yang Hao has put so much effort into. Not to mention, it's really beautiful."

Looking in the direction of Yang Mi's finger, Liu Xiaoli, Gao Yuanyuan and Liu Yifei immediately saw fourteen or five naive girls appearing on the TV screen.

[As night fell, the girls encountered a lake on the road. They used the water as a mirror to put on their makeup. Some were suddenly touched by homesickness and raised their flutes to play. Some fell asleep amid the soothing music. ;

But then, the solemn horn sounded, and everyone immediately dressed up and lined up into the hall...]

"Ah, is this dance so fun?" When they were young, both Liu Yifei and Yang Mi had learned dance, so they saw more than 10 people dancing on the TV screen.

"what name?"

"It seems to be called the Tang Palace Night Banquet."