The Mid-Autumn Festival is the most important traditional festival in China. The national TV station spent a lot of money on the stage of this Mid-Autumn Festival Gala - three-dimensional presentation, 3D effect display, and high-altitude mobile stage.
After the host announced the curtain, the lighting engineer turned off half of the lights in the audience, Chen Minhao walked to the middle of the stage, and the accompaniment started playing.
The LED screen behind the stage smoothly slid in pictures: in the obstetrics and gynecology department, a picture of a father holding a baby and laughing, a picture of a father holding his child's small hand, and a father using an umbrella to cover his son on a rainy day, but he Pictures of me getting soaked from the shower.
While the audience held their breath while looking at the pictures, Chen Minhao pointed into the microphone and said: "I always ask for things from you, but never say thank you. It is not until I grow up that I understand that it is not easy for you."
Zhang Xushan, who was in the directing hall, praised: "No matter how the next part goes, the song is sung steadily. I have listened to it several times during the rehearsal, but now I still feel a little sore when I listen to it."
"Thank you for everything you have done. You have supported our home with both hands. You have always tried your best to give me the best." Perhaps because Chen's father was at the scene, Chen Minhao had an image of Chen's father giving him the real estate certificate, and Chen Minhao's mind. I laughed excitedly when I heard that the orchids had made a big difference.
Many viewers in the audience were secretly wiping away tears, but the studio fell into silence, and two young girls had red eyes.
Only the assistant director Wang Shuang's eyes were as wide as bells. He asked the director who was sitting in his seat but said nothing to get out of the way, sat on the chair, turned on the microphone, and connected the cameraman's headset.
"What are you photographers doing! Take a picture of the audience's reaction."
"There's a guy in the second row of Area C crying. Go and take a photo. Oh, who asked you to take a photo of that person? That guy is so ugly. Why are you taking a photo of him? Give a close-up of the girl with the red hat in the second row, right? Yes, that’s right, the one who cried so much that he was crying.”
"Also, let's take a close-up of the seventh row in section D, the girl who is crying against her father."
"Very good, very good. Now let's show the camera to Chen Minhao's parents. They are in the first row of Section C, seats 8 and 9. They seem to be holding hands now. Wait for the camera to scan the details of their holding hands. It's perfect. Wait. When Chen Minhao interacts with them, don’t just take pictures of Chen Minhao and his father, remember to include his mother as well, we must wait and see to create a warm family feeling.”
Chen Minhao raised his microphone slightly, and his voice roared: "Am I your pride? Are you still worried about me? The child you care about has grown up!"
"Now cut the camera to Chen Minhao. You guys zoom in a little closer. If you don't get a close-up of such a handsome face, what are you waiting for?"
"Very good, now switch the camera to the two hosts. Forget it, don't shoot them. The audience is crying. What does Sang Anzhen want to do with a smile over there? Is she going to rebel?"
"Am I your pride? Are you still worried about me? The child you care about has grown up!" Chen Minhao's performance of "Father" is finally coming to an end.
There was thunderous applause from the audience, and Chen Minhao bowed deeply to the stage.
The female host Sang Anzhen walked towards the middle of the stage in a yellow evening dress and said: "Thank you Chen Minhao for bringing us this beautiful and tear-jerking song "Father"."
Assistant director Wang Shuang roared into the microphone again: "Photographer, didn't I just say, don't take pictures of Sang Anzhen, and don't take pictures when she is talking. Sang Anzhen is smiling so much that her eight teeth are exposed." , is there anything good to shoot? Take more photos of the tearful audience in the audience."
Male host Zuo Guanghua walked up to Chen Minhao: "Your song "Father" touched countless people. When I listened to this song for the first time, I hid in the bathroom and brought one to my dad. Phone, can you tell me what you were thinking when you wrote this song?"
Chen Minhao picked up the phone and was about to speak. Wang Shuang immediately spoke to the microphone in the studio: "Chen Minhao's eyes are flashing with tears now. Now hurry up and focus the camera on him, and then take a close-up of his expression, freeze-frame."
Chen Minhao said with a smile: "Actually, my dad has always opposed me becoming an idol and artist. When I was a trainee, every time I came home, my dad would tell me, do you know how many buns I sold today? Do you know how many wife books I made for you today? If you don't want to study, you might as well follow me and sell steamed buns.
He would say these words every time I came home. If I don't come home for a while, he calls me to tell me. "
The audience in the audience and in front of the TV burst into laughter. Father Chen and Mother Chen clasped their hands and looked at each other.
Chen Minhao's voice suddenly became a little deeper: "But after I officially debuted, my income suddenly increased. After I received the first payment, I transferred the money to my dad.
Then tell him, Dad, you often talk about how many buns you sell in a day and how much money you make. The money I make in a week is more than you make in a year. Then after I returned home, he never told me how many buns he sold in a day.
Today I know that he is watching TV. In fact, I regretted those words after I said them, but I never knew how to say them out. "
The audience in the audience and in front of the TV laughed even more happily, but Chen's father, who was sitting in the audience, stared closely at Chen Minhao, his mind spinning rapidly. There was no such link when he followed Chen Qiang to watch their rehearsal in the morning. And I'm on the scene now, why should he emphasize that I'm in front of the TV.
In the director's room, Wang Shuang said: "Photographer, now cut the camera to Chen's father and Chen's mother. Their expressions are very good. We can do a close-up. Now we will cut the camera to Chen Minhao."
Chen Minhao continued to add: "These words have been weighing on my heart for a year. I hope you can forgive the son who was ignorant and impolite back then. You can raise such a troublesome son and still face everyone with a smile every day." , Dad, you are my lifelong role model."
In the director's room, Wang Shuang jumped up from his chair excitedly and said: "Now Chen Minhao's expression is frozen for two seconds, and then Chen Minhao's father's head turns away. You can just scan the camera. The audience doesn't know yet. This is Chen Minhao's father.
"Now the camera immediately focuses on the girl in the second row of Area C. Yes, it's the girl with the red hat who cried so hard at first and is now sobbing loudly. With such cooperation, I almost thought she was invited by us. Here’s Tuo.”
Host Zuo Guanghua said with a smile: "Today we have invited Chen Minhao, your father, to the scene."
Chen Minhao suddenly showed an incredible expression.
Zuo Guanghua lined up Chen Minhao's shoulders and said, "If you want to say anything else, just say it in front of your father."
Chen Minhao showed an embarrassed expression, and Chen's father waved his hands hastily. Shaked his head.
In the director's room, Wang Shuang was so excited that he put one foot on the chair, lowered his head and said into the microphone: "Very good, very good. Now let's take a close-up of their expressions. Both father and son's expressions are very shy. I want it." It is this kind of real father-son relationship in China, and it is difficult for grown-up children to express their love for their elderly father, so the audience will have a greater sense of empathy."
Chen Minhao "looked around" and saw his father sitting in the first row of Section C. He quickly walked over and said, "Hey, Dad."
(End of chapter)