Lin Chudong said, "Thanks a lot, Brother Sun. I'm really riding on your coattails."
Sun Xuan laughed, "No coattails here. It's your own ability that's strong. I'm recommending you for 'Serve the Country with Loyalty.' That song is perfect for the gala."
"But the other leaders in the review committee have different opinions. They think your 'Our Motherland is a Garden' is also good, and you could perform it with a group of children dancing."
"But we'll discuss that later. For now, go ahead with your first review."
Lin Chudong said, "Okay, Brother Sun. I'll book a ticket to Jingcheng this afternoon."
The Spring Festival Gala reviews need to happen at least three times. Fortunately, the reviews for singing and dancing are simple. If you pass the first one, there's basically no problem.
Only the language-based ones are troublesome, requiring repeated revisions.
Lin Chudong shared the good news with everyone, and the crowd was immediately excited.
Wang Zhi looked thrilled. "Brother Fei, can I go on the Spring Festival Gala too?"
Lin Chudong said, "If it's a solo, no problem. But if it's a chorus, then no."
The Spring Festival Gala was a place where everyone was vying for attention. Only big names or those with exceptionally good performances could get a solo.
"I can only try, I can't guarantee it."
Chen Jianguo said, "Don't feel pressured, Da Fei. It doesn't matter to us. It's mainly about you. Once your fame rises, we'll naturally get more performances."
Liang Yin nodded. "Right, we're busy with the web drama these days. You go to Jingcheng."
"Okay, you negotiate with the sponsors Deng Yong brought. Aim for at least 1.5 million, preferably 2 million."
Liang Yin nodded. "Don't worry, leave it to me."
Lin Chudong contacted Gao Lingling and had Liang Yin go to her. Lighting, photography, art design, recording, and makeup were all handled in one go.
Gao Lingling's quote was fifty thousand a day, including post-editing and dubbing, but not including costumes and props.
In total, it would be over five hundred thousand, which was a good price.
The remaining major expenses would basically be spent on the film and television base, costumes, and props, as well as a large explosion scene. The money would definitely be enough, and any extra would be used for promotion.
Lin Chudong arranged everything and bought a ticket, preparing to go to Jingcheng (Beijing).
Before leaving, he first went to a gold shop. Since he had promised to give gifts to the two female hosts, he naturally had to keep his word.
Lin Chudong wasn't very good at choosing gifts. He had never even bought a gift for Lin Qiqi, but he figured that sending women jewelry wouldn't be wrong.
After twenty minutes of browsing, he finally bought two gold bracelets.
Firstly, the gold bracelets were valuable, and they were adjustable, so the size could be changed. This meant they were a safe gift.
Secondly, if the recipient didn't like them, they could be kept for appreciation or sold off, which was quite economical.
Lin Chudong was just returning a favor, so he didn't spend too much time choosing. As long as he spent the money, the intention was conveyed.
The two bracelets cost over forty thousand, but he didn't feel bad. Deng Yong's arrival had saved him a lot of money, and he had just received his salary.
He grabbed a worn-out satchel, packed some personal items, and set off with a light load.
Three hours later, Lin Chudong exited the airport.
As soon as he got off the car, Cheng Huanhuan waved at him.
Lin Chudong got into the car, a little embarrassed.
"I'm not worthy of this, having Host Cheng here to pick me up?"
Cheng Huanhuan said, "There's nothing I can do, the leader gave the order, I can't have Director Sun pick you up, can I?"
"Haha, it's not for nothing, I brought gifts for you and Sister Deng."
Lin Chudong took out two small bags and placed them in the back seat.
Cheng Huanhuan glanced at them, "Oh, you really brought gifts, thank you."
The two chatted briefly and headed straight for a roast duck restaurant.
Twenty minutes later, in a small private room, Sun Xuan brought two bottles of Wuliangye, and said.
"Brother Fei, let's have a good few drinks today."
Lin Chudong nodded and said, "Alright."
He didn't usually drink much. After all, it affected his voice a bit, but he didn't mind drinking with Sun Xuan today.
Cheng Huanhuan said, "Leaders, drink slowly. Siqing will be here in a bit."
Sun Xuan was taken aback. "Sister Deng is coming too? That really gives me face."
Cheng Huanhuan laughed, "Don't call her Sister Deng. She's not even thirty..."
Sun Xuan chuckled, "It's a term of respect. Do you understand being polite?"
Cheng Huanhuan secretly smiled to herself. Sister Deng wasn't coming to see him; she was coming to see Big Fei.
Sun Xuan said, "Brother Fei, the TV station is paying a lot of attention to this year's Spring Festival Gala. The Gala's reputation has been declining in recent years. The directorate wants to take on too much; it has to be entertaining and positive, which is actually very difficult."
"Language programs have their own problems, and I have my own difficulties."
"Many songs are excellent and suitable for the Spring Festival Gala stage, but many singers and actors want to perform, so they have to sing other people's songs."
"Take Li Zhilin, what the hell does he have to offer? But there's nothing we can do, he's popular. He can only sing other people's songs. The original singers can't get on the Spring Festival Gala, but he can. Is that fair?"
Sun Xuan took advantage of the drinking session to vent about the difficulties of his work.
Lin Chudong said, "Brother Sun, I understand your difficulties. Come, I'll drink a toast to you."
The two of them finished their drinks in one gulp. Sun Xuan said, "You're a lucky guy. Before, no one would approve your program. Later, your 'Dig, Dig, Dig' became a hit, and 'Our Motherland is a Garden' also took off. Only then did the station agree."
"But you have to be prepared for a chorus. It's not realistic for you to perform a solo with a band on the Spring Festival Gala. The probability of a chorus is high."
"But it's not set in stone. You'd better bring your band on New Year's Eve, just in case something comes up, so you can adapt."
Lin Chudong said, "Understood."
Just then, Cheng Huanhuan's phone suddenly rang.
"Hello? You're here? Then come in!"
Cheng Huanhuan was speechless and pushed the door of the private room open, walking out.
A few dozen seconds later, the door of the private room opened again.
Cheng Huanhuan walked in, followed by a woman slightly taller than her.
Lin Chudong immediately stood up, "Is it Sister Deng?"
Cheng Huanhuan was speechless. "Sis, she's talking to you!"
Deng Siqing was hiding behind her, her cheeks flushed, a little hesitant to come out, just like when she was a child and went to see unfamiliar relatives with her parents.
It wasn't until Lin Chudong spoke that Deng Siqing came out and said, "You... hello."
Lin Chudong stepped forward and said, "I've heard a lot about you, Sister Deng. I always see you on TV. Seeing you today is even more beautiful than on TV."
Lin Chudong reached out his hand.
Deng Siqing stared at his hand for a few seconds and quickly shook it.
In that instant, Deng Siqing only felt her heart pounding violently a few times, her blood flow accelerating, causing a numb sensation on the skin at the back of her head.
Adrenaline surged, and his grip tightened involuntarily.
Cheng Huanhuan quickly stepped forward and tugged at her clothes.
"What are you doing? Enough already!"
They'd been shaking hands for ages! Couldn't she be a little more reserved?
Deng Siqing came back to her senses and quickly released his hand, saying,
"Sorry I'm late."
Lin Chudong chuckled, looking at his hand, which had turned slightly pale from the grip, and said,
"It's alright. Sister Deng's reputation precedes her; you've got a strong grip."
Sun Xuan said, "Sister Deng doesn't seem to be in good shape today. Too much work pressure?"
Deng Siqing nodded quickly. This was a timely out. She sat down and said,
"Yeah, I've been so busy lately. Director Sun, you'll be busy soon too, right?"
Sun Xuan laughed, "Not really. The Spring Festival Gala is still a ways off. There are still two or three months to go. It's just the preparation stage now, not that busy."
"Your ten-minute speech last year was quite brilliant. The internet is saying it was a god-tier moment for you. Every word was a pearl of wisdom."
Deng Siqing smiled slightly, "That's an overstatement. The host's job is like this. It seems like improvisation, but in reality, we've rehearsed countless times. It's all just daily accumulation."
"Although Director Sun is the director of the song and dance group this time, you're also in the review group. You'll still be in charge of the language programs, so you'll have a headache then."
Talking about work, Deng Siqing regained her composure in front of the camera and spoke fluently.
Lin Chudong asked, "Sister Deng has been on the Spring Festival Gala for six years, being a host must be quite stressful, right?"
Deng Siqing was stunned, "Ah? Me... It's alright."
Cheng Huanhuan was speechless. Sister Deng wasn't nervous on the Spring Festival Gala stage, but she stammered and blushed after a few words with Brother Fei. What kind of mental fortitude was that?
Lin Chudong asked one question and didn't follow up.
Taking advantage of Deng Siqing going to the restroom, Cheng Huanhuan found an opportunity to ask in a low voice.
"Brother Fei, what do you think of Sister Deng?"
Lin Chudong frowned, "Sister Deng is a nice person, but she doesn't seem to want to talk to me."
Cheng Huanhuan was stunned. You two are on different wavelengths?
Sun Xuan had drunk a lot today, a catty of liquor plus several bottles of beer, and was completely drunk.
The joy of the recent promotion, coupled with the pressure of the new job, had all been released. They were all enjoying themselves immensely.
Lin Chudong, in particular, was completely hammered.
His tolerance for alcohol was already average, and Director Sun had gotten him completely wasted. He was staggering as he walked.
Sun Xuan said, "You guys arrange a hotel for Brother Fei. I'll head back myself."
Sun Xuan leaned against a wall, vomiting as he walked away.
Lin Chudong was carried into a car by two people, completely drunk at this point.
Cheng Huanhuan asked, "What do we do?"
Deng Siqing said, "Go to my place, what else?"
"Yeah."
Half an hour later, the two of them helped Lin Chudong out of the elevator.
Cheng Huanhuan was full of complaints, "Director Sun is really something. Brother Fei said he wasn't drinking anymore, but he still insisted on toasting him. He's such a lush!"
Deng Siqing said, "It seems Director Sun is Brother Fei's benefactor. He probably wouldn't drink if it was someone else toasting him."
Cheng Huanhuan pouted, "You make it sound like you know him so well."
"Of course, I've read every post on his Weibo."
"Does he know?"
"Of course not, I'm using a burner account to stan him."
"..."
It took a lot of effort to get Lin Chudong onto Deng Siqing's bed.
Deng Siqing asked, "Did you ask him what he thought of me?"
Cheng Huanhuan said, "Yes, I did. He said he felt like you didn't want to talk to him."
Deng Siqing was stunned for a moment, then her face suddenly flushed red as she pointed at Cheng Huanhuan.
"It's all your fault!"
After saying that, she sat directly on the bed and turned her head away.
A few seconds later, Cheng Huanhuan said in disbelief.
"No way, sis, are you crying?"
Cheng Huanhuan walked over to her and saw that Deng Siqing was actually shedding tears, instantly acting like she'd stumbled upon a major scoop.
"The sun has risen in the west! I've been your classmate for four years and I've never seen you cry. Is it really that bad?"
Deng Siqing said, "What do you think! He says I have a strong grip, and says I don't like to talk to him. What kind of impression is that? Don't you know that first impressions are important?"
Cheng Huanhuan was speechless, pointing at Lin Chudong on the bed.
"He's right here. Strip him naked, the two of you sleep together, and that first impression will definitely be great."
"Go die!"
Just then, Lin Chudong suddenly flipped over and vomited directly onto the bed.
Both of their faces changed drastically, and they quickly got up to clean up.
Cheng Huanhuan went to wash the bedding, while Deng Siqing used a towel to wipe Lin Chudong's face.
After more than ten minutes, Cheng Huanhuan walked into the room, and suddenly heard another sound of vomiting.
The two looked at each other, and Cheng Huanhuan was utterly disheartened.
"Let's just end it all, I'm so tired."
After half an hour of toiling, the two finally got everything cleaned up.
Cheng Huanhuan sat on the sofa and said.
"You really make your best friend work hard when you're dating."
Deng Siqing rolled her eyes. "How many times do I have to say it? It's not dating, I'm just idolizing him. You know, chasing after a star, a spiritual pillar."
"Yes, yes, spiritual pillar, got it? You hid it well, I didn't even know you liked him for three years."
"Duh, your sister Deng graduated and went straight to CCTV. We're on opposite sides of the country. Whose fault is it that you don't work hard?"
Cheng Huanhuan was speechless, she really wanted to flip her off. Why did she have to be so cutting with her words?
Deng Siqing used a hot towel to wipe Lin Chudong's face and neck over and over again. She took off his shirt and wiped his upper body simply.
Cheng Huanhuan mumbled beside her, "Tsk tsk, do you take care of your dad this carefully?"
"Stop talking nonsense, come in quickly, don't sit outside."
"What am I supposed to do in there? I'm not touching your man."
"Cut the crap. What if he wakes up halfway? How am I supposed to explain it? If he wakes up, you tell him you were the one who cleaned him up."
"I…"
After taking off Lin Chudong's outer clothes and pants, and even his socks, she washed his feet and trimmed his toenails.
Cheng Huanhuan watched with her jaw dropped, "I don't think you're his fan. You're like his mom."
Deng Siqing rolled her eyes, "Don't be sarcastic. You watch him for a bit while I go buy him some clothes."
"It's already eleven o'clock, sis!"
"There are plenty of shopping malls in Jingcheng that never close."
"Then I'll go buy some clothes. You stay home and take care of him?"
"I don't trust your taste."
"..."
The next morning.
Lin Chudong opened his eyes.
He really drank too much last night. It wasn't polite to refuse Director Sun's toasts. Why didn't the treasure chest give him a skill for a thousand cups without getting drunk?
[Constitution +1]didn't give him a body that could drink without getting drunk, but he didn't feel bad after a hangover, and his recovery ability was still very strong.
He opened his eyes and was surprised by the furnishings in front of him. It didn't seem like a hotel.
He blacked out last night and didn't remember a thing.
He lifted the covers and found that he was only wearing a pair of underwear, and the pink blanket and bed looked like they belonged to a woman's room.
'Oh, shit, no way?'
At that moment, Cheng Huanhuan heard the commotion.
She walked in, biting her toothbrush, still wearing her pajamas.
Their eyes met, and Lin Chudong's jaw almost hit the floor.
Cheng Huanhuan immediately grinned, "How was it, Big Fei? Did you sleep well?"
Lin Chudong quickly grabbed the quilt and wrapped himself up tightly.
"Sister Huan, don't mess around. Where is this?"
Cheng Huanhuan sat on the edge of the bed, looking aggrieved.
"Don't pretend you have amnesia. You haven't forgotten what you did last night, have you?"
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