On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, 8 p.m.
This day is also a relatively special day.
Outside the CCTV building, cars were already parked and guarded by guards.
There are many people in suits and leather shoes who have slowly walked in the direction of the studio hall.
There are men, women and children, and the common feature is that everyone holds a five-star red flag in their hands.
"Boss Ning, why do you have time to return to China for the New Year this year?"
"Yo, isn't this Lao Zhang?
You have time to come back for the New Year when you live in the United States, of course I have to go back!
” Two men in their sixties met, and they looked like successful people.
"Alas, I'm also a handful of old people, if I don't go back, I'm afraid that after getting older, it will be difficult to go back, after all, Huaxia is our root!"
Lao Zhang sighed slightly, looked around, and didn't know what to think in his heart.
And the boss of Naning is also a lot of old people, he studied abroad in his early years, and finally simply took root abroad, founded his own industry, and worked hard all the way for twenty or thirty years to have today's achievements, but now he doesn't look like a successful entrepreneur at all, more like an ordinary old man.
"People, the more nostalgic they become, and only when they get old do they understand what they want most."
Lao Zhang sighed slightly, looked at the ground under his feet, and stomped his feet: "Now, I just want to be able to return to my hometown after I die of old age!"
” Lao Zhang's voice was not small, and some Chinese who passed by him couldn't help but feel a little emotional at the moment.
When they came here, most of them listened to Yang Le's songs, and they felt in their hearts, so they wanted to go back to their homeland to see, but the old man's words slowly pulled up the emotion in their hearts.
There are a lot of people coming in and out, and almost all the guests invited this time are Chinese, or the kind of Chinese with more status.
At this time, a red flag car slowly stopped outside the studio hall.
The guards stationed in the garrison were shocked in their hearts, and hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "Chief!
” The person who came out was a middle-aged man in his fifties, with a somewhat gentle smile on his face.
"I don't need to startle the snake, I just want to come and see the scene and listen to the songs."
He said slowly.
A few of the guards slowly retreated.
At the same time, another car also stopped, the same Hongqi car.
Hongqi car, as we all know, is the standard car of the big leaders at this time.
And this time, the person who walked down was Cao Lao.
"Looks like I'm not too late!
Ha ha!
"Cao Lao's spirit is still very good, and Ansan, as his guard, follows him honestly.
The middle-aged man also saw Cao Lao's arrival, stepped forward and said with a smile: "Cao Lao, I didn't expect your old man to come too." ” "yes, it's boring in the yard, I want to come and see."
Cao Lao smiled and said, "Let's go together, right?"
” "It's okay, I'm also looking forward to what surprises that little guy can bring us this time."
The middle-aged man nodded, and the two walked into the studio hall together.
The identity of middle-aged men is special, so naturally there is no need to say much.
And Cao Lao is the only surviving general after the founding of the country, although he has retired, but his influence is still there, no matter who he is, he is very respectful when he sees him.
When Mao Lintao received the news of the arrival of the two leaders, he suddenly became nervous and hurriedly arranged for people to greet him.
This is also a special honor for them.
"Okay, just give us a place in the back row, we're just here to listen to the song."
Cao Lao waved his hand and said slowly.
Where did Mao Lintao dare not listen, he directly pulled out a position alone.
After arranging it, he immediately called Yang Le again.
At this time, Yang Le was still discussing the issue of the song with Liu Dehao.
"Chief Mao?
What's wrong?
The party is almost here, there can't be anything else, right?
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Yang Le asked a little strangely.
"Yang Le, I can only tell you this matter secretly, the leader above is here, you must do your best for this performance."
Mao Lintao knew very well that the two of them actually came mainly to listen to Yang Le's songs, and as for the others, they were secondary.
Yang Le was stunned for a moment when he heard Mao Lintao's call.
The leader from above is here?
I'm sure it's going to be a great night......
However, his plan is probably going to change slightly.
"Director Mao, I still have something to tell you here......
He still told Mao Lintao about his plan.
When Mao Lintao heard this, he exploded directly!
"What!
The people of the Music Association are so bold?
How dare they!
Mao Lintao really had the urge to vomit blood.
Yang Le's three songs, this is designated by the leader!
Although he didn't spread it, anyone with a discerning eye should know it.
How dare the Music Association reduce Yang Le's three songs to two?
"Yang Le, do you really want to deal with them during the live broadcast?
It's just that at this time, it's inevitable that ......"
"I've thought about it, it's the best time, it's not a sensation, and I don't think they're going to learn to behave."
Yang Le said lightly.
Whether it is the Music Association or Huanyue Entertainment, Yang Le plans to beat them to death with a stick tonight.
If you dare to steal his songs, you will have to pay the price!
At this time, there are leaders coming, and when the matter is exposed, whether it is Wen Dongzhao or Lu Wenfeng, in the end, they will inevitably be unable to eat and walk around, and the end will definitely not be much better.
"But......
We are a synchronous live broadcast of the whole world tonight, and Chinese people in many countries will see it, will the impact be too bad?
Mao Lintao felt a little bottomless in his heart.
He understood Yang Le's thoughts, and at the same time felt that the Music Association was indeed too inauthentic to do this.
But......
This live broadcast is of great significance, will it be too embarrassing to spread it?
"Two choices, either temporarily cut off the live broadcast signal when Lu Wenfeng takes the stage, or directly broadcast live across the country."
Yang Le said lightly.
This time he didn't plan to give in, this was also the best chance to kill Wen Dongzhao Yao Furnace Tube.
The top paid attention, and once the matter was exposed, he didn't believe that Yao Luguan's position could still sit down.
As for Lu Wenfeng, most of them will also be thrown out as a scapegoat by Huanyue Entertainment.
"This ......"
Mao Lintao listened, and quickly wiped the sweat on his forehead.
If something happens, the accident is on him.
"Okay, don't worry, Director Mao, nothing will happen, it's about to start, I have to prepare here first, so be it."
After Yang Le finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.
Mao Lintao was dumbfounded all of a sudden......
How do you do this?
The only way is not to let Lu Wenfeng come to power!