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Chen Qi invited sixteen athletes from sixteen major events in the Olympic Games.

Including Xu Haifeng of the shooting team, Li Ning of the gymnastics team, Zhou Jihong of the diving team, Luan Jujie of the fencing team, Lang Ping of the women's volleyball team, etc. Of course he knew that Xu Haifeng won the first gold medal, but others did not.

The ones who are more anticipated at this time are the women's volleyball team, Li Ning and Zhu Jianhua.

Zhu Jianhua was a high jumper. He was a track and field star back then and had broken world records. Everyone had great confidence in him. However, he performed poorly and won a bronze medal. He received a lot of abuse and harassment when he returned home.

It is not easy for athletes to come here once. Chen Qi gave them the greatest convenience. If their families want to come, they will also get tickets and they will sit in the audience tomorrow.

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone!"

"Go back and have a good rest. Just go to CCTV tomorrow afternoon. You don't have to worry about anything. I will arrange everything!"

At the end of the rehearsal, Chen Qi sent them off. Lang Ping, who had been here last year to get familiar with him, smiled and said: "Teacher Chen, you won't let me spike the ball this year. I'm not happy. You have to let me spike the ball no matter what."

"Everyone has seen you smash the ball a lot. It's new for you to play table tennis... Okay, okay, if you have extra time, I'll let you dunk one."

"Ha! Thank you then!"

They were the same age. Lang Ping was 184cm tall and half a head taller than him. He deliberately shook his hand hard, and his fingers were like mallets.

Chen Qi quickly pulled back in pain and said in fear: "Good guy, you are a martial arts prodigy even if you don't play volleyball. I know a guy named Yu Hai. You can practice Mantis Boxing with him!"

As he said this, he shook hands with the group of people.

Li Ning has nothing to say, he is the prince of gymnastics, he sells clothes and sells clothes.

In a group of people, Xu Haifeng seemed very silent, and Chen Qi came to chat with him specifically: "I heard that you took a domestic air pistol worth tens of dollars and killed an opponent who had imported goods from Germany worth several thousand dollars.

I don’t know much about shooting, but if you become a monk halfway and have such achievements, you must be talented and capable, so come on!”

"Thank you for your encouragement, I will remember it!"

Xu Haifeng's face was still full of water.

Maybe all those who practice shooting are like this, and their mental state is extremely stable.

………………

Come ten o'clock in the evening.

The capital was almost completely dark, with very few places with street lights. It was cold and freezing, and everything was silent. Chen Qi was sitting in a rickety van, looking out the window at the night, and suddenly held Gong Xue's hand: "Sister,

Thanks a lot!"

"Why are you talking about this?"

"I think you've been attending the Spring Festival Gala with me for two years in a row. This is the first year of our marriage. We can't even spend New Year's Eve at home. We haven't had a meal until today."

"It's not bad. I'm not tired if I'm with you, but I'm a little hungry."

"It's okay, our parents must have left food."

"I think so..."

Gong Xue smiled and was about to speak when she suddenly felt a car light flashing from behind and honking the horn. The driver said: "Public security patrol, let's stop for a moment."

Chen Qi took a look and said, oh, we are driving to a main road. Patrols will definitely be strengthened during the Spring Festival.

The van parked on the side of the road, followed by a BJ212 jeep, and two uniformed policemen came over. Usually when it came to public appearances, Chen Qi sat down because he didn't recognize him.

Gong Xue took the initiative to open the car door.

Sure enough, he saluted: "It turns out to be Comrade Gong Xue, who are you at this late hour?"

"We just finished working at CCTV and were about to go home."

"Are you preparing for the Spring Festival Gala?"

"Yes!"

"Thank you for your hard work! Our family just bought a TV set, but I have to patrol tomorrow, so I can't watch it, so I can only watch the replay!"

“Looking forward to your show!”

"It's dark and the roads are slippery, drive carefully!"

The door squeaked shut again, and the van continued to move forward. The jeep also thoughtfully helped to illuminate the road until it turned into a fork in the road. The driver said: "Brother Qi, I feel that this year's Spring Festival Gala is more lively than last year. I can hear people everywhere during the day."

talk."

"Yes, the newspapers also reported it. That Yu Jiajia wrote many articles." Gong Xueyao said.

"This is the second time this year, of course it's very lively. Hey, do you know how many TV sets there are in the country now?"

"How many?"

"35 million units!"

"So many? If one TV covers 10 people, wouldn't it be more than 300 million viewers?" Gong Xue said in surprise.

"Of course, television is a sunrise industry. So you want both film and television to flourish, develop in various places, and achieve some success in TV dramas... Hey, do you want to sing? I will release an album and shoot a MV for you?"

"Don't make fun of me, I'm not a professional."

"You are popular! Your singing is not unpleasant. If you post-process it and sell millions of copies, then you will be a famous star in film and television singing!"

Gong Xue was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Soon I returned to Lechunfang. There were no street lights here, and the car lights shining on the dark alley were a bit scary. Entering from the front yard, Liang Xiaosheng led his wife back to the northeast. The editors also went home. Li Lingyu and Li Jianqun were still there, and Zhao

Yan led two comrades from the security department.

It suddenly became quite deserted.

We can't have the reunion dinner tomorrow. Yu Xiuli and Chen Jianjun have been living in Lechunfang these days.

Entering the backyard, the lights were still on as expected. My parents came out to welcome them, saying distressedly: "Why are you just finishing your work at this time? Have you eaten yet? I left it in the pot!"

"Look, I told you not to let us go hungry!"

The two of them washed their hands, and Yu Xiuli heated up the food. It was very rich and served as a reunion dinner.

After eating, Chen Qi convulsed again, took out a few small whips, and said, "We can't set off the firecrackers tomorrow, so I'll set them off now."

"What are you doing in the middle of the night?"

"It's okay, it will be over after 100 rings!"

"You..."

Gong Xue looked at her father-in-law and mother-in-law, hesitated for a moment, and then went out to play with her. Hearing the crackling sounds coming from outside, Yu Xiuli and Chen Jianjun were both speechless. Their daughter-in-law was so dignified and quiet, and they were all spoiled.

Outside, Chen Qi watched the debris of firecrackers collapse on the snow, smelled the familiar smell of sulfur, and held Gong Xue's hand. The stress accumulated during this period seemed to be swept away.

How could he not be under pressure? Of course he was!

These two Spring Festival Galas were his flapping wings, subtly changing the historical trajectory.

…………

We Beijingers, when we open our eyes in the morning, hey! Guess what?

Woke up again!

It’s New Year’s Eve in the blink of an eye.

This morning is different from last night. This ancient city seems to have awakened vitality. When the first glimmer of light appears in the sky, we can hear the sound of various firecrackers. The adults got up early, cleaned the house, put up Spring Festival couplets, the smoke rose, and the children

They ran around happily in the alley.

Wearing a cotton-padded jacket, carrying a small whip, and with a red face, he ran from one end to the other, just for fun.

Amidst the smell of sulfur, the van set off again and drove to the CCTV building.

Chen Qi went straight into the studio. Everything was ready. Same as last year, there were more than 20 large round tables that could seat about 200 people. There were dried fruit snacks on the tables, and there was a hot pot on the floor. Yes, a hot pot.

For pouring tea.

The ribbons, latte art, and balloons were colorful, and the stage scenery was in place. CCTV moved almost all the cameras out. Not long after, Huang Yihe arrived with his team. Zhao Zhongxiang, Hou Yaowen, and Shi Fukuan gathered together. No matter how unhappy the director Wang Feng was, this kind of

He also has to keep an eye on it sometimes.

"Old Huang!"

"Um!"

Chen Qi and Huang Yihe shook hands tightly, and all grievances and grievances were eliminated. Needless to say, the people across the country are looking forward to it!
Chapter completed!