Vol 2 Chapter 177: public opinion

When Xiao Ran returned home, he immediately squeezed Mo Yuning, who was watching the computer, to one side. To this end, she kicked Xiao Ran several times. E novel Ww "W. 1XIAOSHUO. Com
I opened the webpage and searched for the news that the Six Little Ling Tong was out of the Spring Festival Gala, and suddenly a bunch of news appeared.
Just open one.
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In recent years, in order to reconcile the tastes of audiences of different ages, CCTV Spring Festival Gala has made a lot of adjustments at this evening party. Focusing on catering to the younger generation of audiences, the Spring Festival Gala also invited some celebrities who are very popular in the eyes of young people, and the programming has to be refocused. For this reason, established artists have also become a chicken rib.
On Weibo, many netizens urged the six little spiritual children to go to the Spring Festival Gala.
The official Wei of the Spring Festival Gala was drowned out by the call to invite six little spiritual children to participate in the Spring Festival Gala. I dare not say that it is 100%, but 90% is still there.
The most feared is the Weibo directed by the Spring Festival Gala. In a day, I called for the invitation to invite the six little spiritual boys to be praised twenty-two times, and even more than one million messages were left by netizens.
Yesterday, a reporter tried to contact Liu Xiaolingtong himself, but was unable to contact him.
However, Mr. Liu Xiaoling explained to his netizens on Weibo. Although he had not been notified of the Spring Festival Gala, his concerns were the best New Year gifts he received.
‘Thirty years have passed. I did n’t expect netizens to be so loved. Some people say that if I ’m old, I ’ll be able to watch one night even if I stand on the stage, and I ’m really moved. ‘Six Little Lingtong said,‘ If Spring Festival Evening still needs my old bone, I ’ll just as well! ’
Before the draft, the director and official Wei of the Spring Festival Gala still did not announce the invitation to the Weibo of the Six Little Lingtong. "
Looking at the long press release, Xiao Ran sighed.
From this perspective, it seems that things have been determined.
When I was a kid, the shouting "Your grandson is here! Monster, eat a grandson!" The Monkey King really ca n’t participate in the Spring Festival Gala, which is a pity.
Xiao Ran rolled the mouse wheel and watched the comments of netizens.
"There is no 'Sun Wukong' in the Spring Festival Evening of the Monkey!"
"It's surprising."
"After the countdown countdown, the six little lingtongs wore gold chain mail, wore phoenix winged capital crowns, and stepped on the silk clouds. They shouted with a wishful golden hoop: 俺 Lao Sunlai also."
"The teacher is almost sixty years old this year. If the year of the monkey is not going to be a Spring Festival Gala, wouldn't it have to wait another twelve years? By that time, the teacher will be seventy years old. At that time, he may still be waving a golden hoop Come out? "
"The director of CCTV is a mallet! Although the teacher is old, I still want to see him stand on the stage. Even if the teacher says nothing, just stand there and slap melon seeds, I also look good. As we grow up there are many things, But Teacher Liu Xiaoling is the most important part. In the year of the monkey, I just want to watch my childhood heroes board the Spring Festival Gala! Even if he ca n’t dance, ca n’t run, and his legs are not good! Then we also want to see him One glance! Even just saying, 'Hey grandson is here!' I'm satisfied! '
"The Queen Mother did n’t invite Dasheng last time to host a peach feast. You know the consequences."
"A thousand people have a thousand Hamlet in their eyes, but there is only one beautiful monkey king in the hearts of the 1.4 billion Chinese people."
"This break show eat jujube pills (▼▼▼ #)!"
"I am a little monkey born in the year of the monkey, I am afraid that I will not see our king in the spring evening, / tears running!"
"That director, you have nothing to do on Weibo, no one else, yes! That's the one with 1.26 million comments!"
Mo Yuning sat beside Xiao Ran, and saw him say nothing, then gently pushed him.
Xiao Ran came back to his spirit, closed the computer and laughed, "Dear, what's the matter?"
He walked quickly, but he also returned very quickly. The six little spiritual children were able to go to the Spring Festival Gala, and he was naturally very happy, but he was not so unacceptable.
Although Xiao Ran also has feelings, but he is still not angry and angry when he sees that the six little spiritual children cannot go to the Spring Festival Gala.
After reading this news, Xiao Ran didn't take it seriously, his eyes stared at Mo Yuning busy in the kitchen.
Huh!
This cock-hip, it's so pretty, it's really beautiful!
Peach!
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Xiao Ran rested at home for a day and came to the location where the Coca-Cola advertising company was filming.
When Xiao Ran came, most of the staff were already in place, and there were six little spiritual children around asking questions.
"Teacher! Can't you really go to the Spring Festival Gala this year?" A staff member frowned and said with a pout.
Teacher Liu Xiaolingtong was free and easy, and said with a smile: "Who knows, anyway, I haven't received the program notice yet."
"Well, how can this be so, this year is the year of the monkey! And it ’s also a 3o year commemoration of" Journey to the West "! This is obviously a submission, so the director of the Spring Festival Gala closed his eyes when he did not see it? .
Six Xiaolingtong: "Haha, the director of the Spring Festival Gala has his own ideas, so this matter need not be tangled."
A group of staff members sighed and Xiao Ran's heart was stung again, feeling a bit sour.
During the filming of the advertisement, except for the busy ng and passing, the advertisement that was originally planned to be filmed for two days was completed in one day under the superb performance of the Six Little Ling Tong.
During this period, Xiao Ran also chatted with Liu Xiaolingtong.
When saying goodbye, Xiao Ran suddenly asked him: "Teacher, you really can't participate in the Spring Festival Gala?"
Liu Xiaolingtong looked around, and when no one was there, he sighed slightly: "There must be no chance! But, I won't give up before the age of thirty."
After speaking, he said goodbye to Xiao Ran and left the shooting site.
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After the advertisement was taken, the New Year was coming.
Xiao Ran left the city and went straight home.
After a few busy days, we finally ushered in the thirtieth year of the New Year.
at night.
Xiao Ran, my mom and dad are all eating dumplings around and watching the Spring Festival Gala ~ EbookFREE.me ~ In fact, the audience for Spring Festival Gala is also divided into regions. In the north, most people lock CCTV Spring Festival, but in the man, because The reason for the different tastes is inevitably a lot less, and the further south, the lower the ratings.
This year's Spring Festival Gala, one by one, although it is not wonderful, it is also full of new ideas.
It's just that in this network-infected society, the effect of the program is not satisfactory.
When the countdown at twelve in the evening ended, no six little spirit boy appeared on the stage.
Except for a thunder's monkey Sai Lei, who can not be thunder, there is really nothing dazzling.
Xiao Ran looked at the ugly crying monkey Sai Lei and couldn't help laughing. What a monkey is this Nima!
This is so similar to its name, it's just a thunder!
And still Tianlei billows!
Is it ugly?