Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"Yulan, can I see how my collar is?" Rui Ma turned her head to the left and turned her head to the right.

"It's fine." Jing Yulan nodded with a chuckle, and helped Rui's mother to tidy up.

"Yours is fine too, hey, similar clothes, you wear more prettier than me." Rui Ma looked at Jing Yulan, and the more she looked, the more satisfied she became. The person is beautiful, has a good temper, a good job, and a good family, so that the whole family didn't care about the problem of Yang Rui when he was three years old.

Rui Ma held Jing Yulan and compared them in front of the mirror. If it weren't for the phone, she would have taken 5,000 selfies by now.

"Is there anything wrong with our clothes?" Rui Ma glanced at Yang Rui during the interval between looking in the mirror, and then dropped a problem with a trap.

"No problem." Yang Rui whispered.

Since knowing that she could show up in the spring evening, Rui Ma's performance has been extremely excited, pulling Jing Yulancha every day to fill the vacancy.

In contrast, Comrade Yang Feng was a little repulsive instinctively. At this time, he coughed slightly and said, "Don't think about this. People mainly introduce Yang Rui, and the camera stops just a few times on your face. Seconds."

"Sixteen seconds." Rui Ma said seriously: "I asked the director four times. Yulan also has twelve seconds."

"How can it be so accurate."

"The photographer said, it's only long and not short, I've confirmed it."

Yang Feng said silently: "You are not afraid of annoying people."

"Not afraid." Rui's mother said, squeezing Yang Rui's neck, and said with a smile: "My son said hello, didn't he?"

"Yes." Yang Rui nodded obediently.

Although Yang Rui came to rehearse for a short time, he always came with gifts, or drinks such as Coca-Cola, or hard dishes such as roasted chicken thighs and steamed buns. Although it's just a small gift, it feels very good for everyone.

Today's actors don't have much money. Most of them are paid and more subsidies for performances. No one can achieve Yang Rui's level.

Everyone looked at Rui Ma differently, and it couldn't be more normal.

Rui Ma was having fun in the Spring Festival Gala crew. She didn't feel that the rehearsal was hard at all. She turned her head and asked, "How did Director Hong offend you? He wandered around me every day recently. She wanted to apologize to you."

Since going to Northern United Pharmaceutical, Director Hong's attitude has always been incredibly kind. The members of his working group did not sound like a leak, but in fact they still have a lot of power.

In order to avoid being settled by Yang Ruiqiu, Director Hong has been more persuasive lately, and he has praised his parents if he fails to praise Yang Rui. Although Yang Rui never gave him a good face, he did not even say a word to him, Director Hong is still good. It's like a cat.

Yang Feng coughed at this time and said, "What do you care about so much? Can't you want to be a lobbyist for him?"

"No, I'll just ask, if it's not a big deal..." Rui Ma is always gentler.

Yang Feng has been the top leader for many years, knowing this kind of thing too well, and asked indifferently: "Others have offended you, do you hate it?"

Ma Rui couldn't hang it anymore, and said, "So I just ask."

"Don't ask if you don't want to be a lobbyist." Yang Feng interrupted his wife's explanation with a single sentence, and asked Yang Rui to sweat for him.

"Actually, it's okay." Yang Rui hurriedly ended the conversation between his parents, and said: "Everyone now knows that I don't like Director Hong. His work is a bit difficult to carry out. I think it's better to deal with it coldly.

If the Nobel Prize is famous, and the medicine for Gaucher's disease is good, Yang Rui is often summoned by the leaders.

In ancient times, there was a holy family, but there is no difference in modern times.

For officials below the ministerial level, they may not have seen as many high-level leaders in their entire lives as Yang Rui has seen in a month. The bigger and more important the department, the more they take this seriously.

That is to say, a small and middle-level class like Minister Hong doesn't know what happened above.

Of course, he knew it now, but it was too late.

Yang Rui clearly disliked him and didn't need to do anything else to make Minister Hong struggle in the unit. Even in the Spring Festival Gala group, his status has dropped again and again, and it is not known where he will be assigned after the Spring Festival Gala group is disbanded.

The so-called cold treatment is that Yang Rui allows such exclusion to occur.

It was not because Minister Hong started to show his hospitality, that something changed.

Anyway, Rui's mother had been the first wife for a long time. After hearing what Yang Rui said, she immediately turned her stand and said, "My son doesn't like him, so I will ignore him in the future."

Yang Feng couldn't help but grinned: "You might as well not wait to see him at the beginning."

Among the units in the capital, smart people are the most indispensable.

If Rui's mother suddenly turned from enthusiasm to indifference to Director Hong... fools know that Director Hong's hatred has increased.

In the environment of state-owned enterprises, being excluded is losing power. Unless there is a strong motivation superimposed on it, it may soon be the end of the abyss.

Comrade Yang Feng knew this kind of thing too much, so he said, it's better not to see you at the beginning...

Yang Rui also understood, but he was much lazy to say that this was his attitude, anyway he just ignored it.

Rui Ma didn't have so many circumstances, and she didn't hear her husband's overtones. Her thoughts changed quickly and she said to Yang Feng, "You also cheer up, don't let people say that this spring night, I had a dumpling."

"I'm not an actor, how can I compare with their young people." Yang Feng was helpless, and said: "I just show my face, no one can remember."

"I said, don't let the donkey fall, take out your momentum for the conference, don't shame us Yang Rui." Rui Ma pulled Comrade Yang Feng's clothes and looked at it, and finally said worriedly: "It's really impossible. Let's change to a suit again. This tunic suit is not foreign-style. Yulan, what do you think?"

"The costume was decided by the director team. They used Chinese tunic suits, probably to highlight Uncle Yang's simplicity." Jing Yulan said very well: "Chinese tunic suits are more popular, everyone agrees."

Yang Feng agreed: "That's right, the Spring Festival Gala, you have to be simple and truthful if you want foreign style."

"Don't be foreign, everyone wears fertilizer pants. Is that what people say?" Rui Ma snorted, and became nervous again: "No, I have to ask the editor again..."

Yang Rui saw that she was really going to go, and quickly stopped: "Don't tell me, we've rehearsed a few times, now you change your clothes, can you pass?"

"How can I know if I don't try." Rui Ma insisted.

"I'm afraid that people won't be able to save face, so I changed into an inappropriate suit and made a fool of myself." Yang Feng calmly added: "When the time comes, you won't be able to talk about them."

As expected, Rui's mother was taken astray and asked Jing Yulan in a low voice, "Yulan, what do you think?"

"I think Uncle Yang wears a Chinese tunic suit very well, and I am used to it." Jing Yulan pondered his words.

"You are right. Give him a suit, and he can wear clothes like homespun. By the way, did I tell you that he went to the countryside and wore the new clothes I bought for him to help farmers plant rice seedlings? Go there?" Rui Ma's thoughts drifted away very quickly, purely nervous.

"You said it." Yang Rui glanced sympathetically at his father. He must have had to go down to the fields at the time. Maybe it was because the leader checked, he had to pretend to be, and he couldn't take off his pants in public...

"I said I forgot at that time, and I don't remember that I changed my new clothes..." Yang Feng aggrievedly pleaded.

Yang Rui no longer sympathized with him.

"It's coming to you soon." The rehearsal manager ran over and shouted loudly.

"Let's go, let's pretend." Rui Ma moved quickly, pulling Jing Yulan and running down the stage.

It is not a few years ago now, and the audience expected to be filmed will have to rehearse.

Moreover, the audience is also carefully selected.

The family of the first Chinese scientist to win the Nobel Prize.

The family of the first climber to climb Mount Everest.

The family of the hero of the Chigua Reef naval battle who hit the Vietnamese ship first.

Yang Rui is both an audience and an actor. He first came out of the stage and then sat down on stage. Hearing the year-end summary as if the host was talking clichés, he felt something in his heart.

The Chinese at the time did not feel that the past year was anything special.

Yang Rui, who was sitting in the studio at the Spring Festival Gala rehearsal, had a deeper feeling for the past year.

For ordinary people, the promulgation of the "Implementation Plan for the Implementation of the Housing System Reform in Phases and Batches in Cities and Towns across the Country" means that commercial housing is gradually entering the mainstream. In the next 30 years, countless people's talks, feelings and suffering will begin from this.

For the angry youths, the death of Chiang Ching-kuo completely changed the political ecology on both sides of the strait, and the struggle for Yongshu Jiao laid the foundation for development many years later.

For Yang Rui, the Nobel Prize is also like a lifetime achievement award, so he doesn’t have to worry about the earth-shaking changes in his life...

"Professor Yang, I trouble you again today." After two minutes of showing up, the scene clerk deliberately stepped down to explain to Yang Rui.

"My performance is not bad." Yang Rui smiled.

"It's more than okay, it's like a professional actor." The scene can't wait to stand up toes ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ which is the opposite of Director Hong, and said diligently: "The rehearsal still has three hours. Well, if you are in a hurry, you can go back first."

Logically, the audience like Yang Rui's table must be disguised throughout the entire process to ensure the effect of the rehearsal as much as possible.

This time, Comrade Field Affairs opened a small back door for Yang Rui.

But Ma Rui was unwilling to accept it. She rushed ahead of Yang Rui and said, "Is there anything you shouldn't be anxious about. At the 30th year of the year, we all look down on it. It's better to watch it today."

Yang Rui didn't dare to object, and quickly agreed, saying, "Then watch it first, and then leave later."

He has watched many of the rehearsal programs. Besides, he has to rush back to the laboratory, so he can't spend the whole day on CCTV.

The scene has nothing to do, and he hurriedly said: "I'll let you add some melon seed candy, you look good."

The melon seeds and fruit candies in the auditorium were originally used for platters, not really for the audience to eat.

However, the dress rehearsal is not so particular. In fact, the current Spring Festival Gala is far from being more particular than later generations. That is, compared with the Spring Festival Gala of the 1990s, it has the taste of a grass-roots team.

Yang Rui's family sat in the auditorium, eating melon seeds and drinking tea, having a great time.

"Everyone is quiet, there is news from Zheng Office that Zheng Lao will arrive at the scene in two hours to watch our rehearsal... Now please take your place, let's go over it again..." The director temporarily stopped the show, but announced An unexpected news.

Even if it's the third dress rehearsal, there is a lot of hustle and bustle inside and outside the stage.

"Yes, I can't leave if I want to go now." Yang Rui is still calm, he is not a professional actor, as long as he doesn't make a fool of himself, he doesn't have much burden.

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