variety show director

Mom and Dad are still in the store, but they are not so enthusiastic about their son's arrival home.

After all, the number of times I came back in the past two months was too frequent. In the past, I might rarely come back once a year. Every time I had to buy vegetables and cook.

When the car stopped at the door of the small shop and honked the horn a few times, the old man raised his head slowly.

"Oh, my son is back."

Dad was better, and came out to greet him, but he looked around the new car a few times, and finally shook his head.

"Too small, too narrow, boring, my car is better."

After he finished speaking, he said hello, put his hands behind his back, hummed a ditty and went to buy groceries.

"Xiaofeng is here. Auntie told you that it's like your own home. The room has been cleaned up for you. Let's go and go home."

The next step is the rhythm of eating and sleeping, and it will be New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye.

The family happily sat in front of the TV watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Wanbei Satellite TV also sent invitations to the Running Man members, but not many of them declined, and those who celebrated the Chinese New Year wanted to spend time with their families.

Mr. Guo appeared on the stage of YanTV again this year, and the effect was not bad, at least it made Su Yan laugh.

My mother asked suddenly while eating melon seeds.

"The show you filmed near grandma's house will also be on YanTV? Your father and I have also been to Yangfang. There are not many people, and there is no special scene. Will anyone watch it when it is broadcast?"

Old Su replied to her: "What do you know? If it's not good, will the TV station pay for it, or my son is so good that he can make any program, and everyone will rush to buy it."

After finishing speaking, he poured a glass of Moutai proudly and took a sip.

This was brought back by Su Yan, so my father would like this, just a small drink, never too much.

So my mother let him go.

The successive programs were a bit boring, and Fan Qifeng yawned.

"Hey Su Yan, if you said that we want to cooperate happily this time and the effect is good, will there be a chance for you to direct the Spring Festival Gala?"

This also made the parents feel curious, and turned their heads to look at themselves.

Su Yan smiled and shook his head: "Have you ever seen such a young director of the Spring Festival Gala? This is about qualifications and experience.

Although everyone scolds every year, they continue to watch it every year, why?It's a habit.

You can see which directors in the past have no skills, but it is really hard to say, there are more than one billion people, how can one party meet the needs of everyone.

In fact, I really admire them, how much pressure they have to bear, and after months of hard work, they can't get well in the end.

I don't want to do it. If I have the time, it's better to stay at home with my parents, right? "

The mother was very happy when she heard that, and touched her son's head with her hand: "Yes, anyone who likes this thankless job can do it. We don't care about it."

Dad followed suit and nodded in support.

It was less than eleven o'clock, and the two elders felt tired, so they went back to their room to rest.

Su Yan and his old classmates were sitting on the ground, drinking beer, watching TV and chatting.

"Have you decided when to leave?" Fan Qifeng peeled a peanut and threw it into his mouth.

Firecrackers are not banned in this small southern city, so from time to time, fireworks rise to illuminate the sky.

Su Yan looked out the window: "It's probably mid-March, and the Chinese New Year is going to be over there too, wait for the other party's arrangement."

"Actually, I really didn't expect that the two of us have been going around for a few years, and we still meet each other, but we still work in the same line of work.

You just transformed yourself into a great director. "

Su Yan held the cup with him: "What's so strange about this, you can go from being a handsome little brother to a fat house now, what else is impossible?"

"You don't come here." Fan Qifeng was not happy: "There is no way to do that. When I go abroad, I suddenly become a physique of drinking water and gaining weight. I am also very painful.

Hey, by the way, is our high school classmate still in touch? "

Su Yan knew what he wanted to ask.

"It's broken, it's broken a long time ago, and I haven't seen her since graduation."

"Hey~" Fan followed with a long sigh: "It is said that love in school days is the most beautiful."

"What kind of love is mine, at most it's attempted." Su Yan laughed at himself.

Liao Xiaoxiao, a class flower in high school, was a young teenager at that time, and many boys, including Su Yan, had a crush on this beautiful girl.

But the reality is always unsatisfactory. Under Fan Qifeng's instigation, finally on the eve of graduation, Su Yan had the courage to buy a gift to confess his love.

Being politely rejected by the other party, there is no bloody plot, what dislikes the poor and loves the rich, etc. It is purely because Su Yan was too introverted at the time, and he usually has no sense of presence, and the other party has no impression of him at all.

This is why he had braces installed right after he entered college, and his crooked teeth made him embarrassed to communicate with others.

"Tell me, if Xiao Xiao knows your current identity, will she change her mind? And I feel that our writer Li Jun seems to be somewhat similar to her."

"I guess I've been married a long time ago. Don't think of me as a philistine. I still want to keep this first love in my heart."

Su Yan never thinks about these impractical things, even if they meet one day, I believe they will smile at each other and say "Hello", that's all.

"As for Lijun, she is indeed a bit similar, but her personality is too different.

Xiao Xiao is very quiet.

Lijun is like a crazy girl, running up and down every day, only sister Hong can control her, sometimes I can't speak well.

She was the host of this year's annual meeting, which frightened me. I was really worried that there would be a ruckus on the stage, but it's okay. "

Fan Paopao laughed and twitched, not daring to make too much noise for fear of disturbing the elders.

"Indeed, when filming, those tortured ideas were all thought up by her."

"That's right, so sister Hong didn't want to go abroad this time, so I brought her along."

"Hey, you two can..." Fan Qifeng let out an inexplicable laugh.

"Go away! I always treat her as my younger sister."

"Tch, you two are obviously the same age, why pretend to be a big brother." Pa Pao disdainfully.

"Believe it or not." Su Yan didn't bother to talk to him, and turned to look at the TV.