Qin Hao's ranking has soared to the second rank of diamond artists at this time, which can almost be described as incredible among diamond-rated artists.
But this is inevitable. In such a short period of time, he has frequently appeared in various news, and now he has become the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala. How can his exposure rate be low
He was really busy during this period of time.
The program of Hu Shanhe and others was canceled, which reduced the Spring Festival Gala to three programs, including a song duet between men and women, a song about family love sung in Chinese in an emotional suite, and a finale sketch.
This means that in addition to his daily directing work, Qin Hao also has to find time to write songs, scripts, and even select actors. Of course, writing songs and scripts is almost easy, but choosing actors has become a difficult task.
As mentioned before, although Qin Hao's appearance has inspired many netizens, real insiders are still very unfavorable to him. Especially after he killed Hu Shanhe and others' show, it aroused a lot of criticism in the circle. Many people thought that Qin Hao was complaining for personal gain and did not take the overall situation into consideration.
After being rejected many times by some popular celebrities, Qin Hao even thought of going to hell, he might as well act in all the programs together!
At that time, this idea was just a thought after all. After wandering in his mind a few times, it slowly disappeared.
After all, he already has a song to sing. If he really has to be distracted from performing so many shows, then his directing work may not be able to be taken into account.
Sighing, Qin Hao made a few more familiar calls. After hearing the replies from several people, Qin Hao couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
The days passed day by day, and in a blink of an eye it was the 29th of the twelfth lunar month. At this time, several top stars also rushed to the Spring Festival Gala rehearsal site to participate in the final rehearsal.
After seeing Xia Qing push open the door and enter, Qin Hao suddenly showed a smile and said: "How is it, my goddess, have you found your male partner?"
Xia Qing spread her hands at this time and said aggrievedly: "You know, I will never cooperate with other male artists, so-"
"What? It's already the last rehearsal! Aren't you just kidding me by doing this?"
At this time, Qin Hao held his forehead and asked Xia Qing speechlessly: "Sister, do you not like this song? If you don't like this song, you can tell me and I will write it for you again! But you are so This is wrong. Where can I find you a male singer who can sing this song well in just one night? You are not cheating..."
Seeing Xia Qing staring at him with a half-smile, Qin Hao suddenly felt frightened.
Before he finished speaking, he heard Xia Qingjiao laugh: "This male singer is far away and right in front of you. At the same time, he is the author of this song. There must be no problem with his understanding of this song. If If he couldn’t sing this song well, I would never believe it!”
Qin Hao was also a little bit dumbfounded at this time: "It seems that this time I will let netizens criticize me for stealing the show -"
Xia Qing rolled her eyes at this time and said: "This is the first time I personally invite someone to sing with me. Others are eager to be on the same stage with me. How come you are not happy yet?" no-"
Having said this, Xia Qing's face turned red and she immediately closed her mouth tightly. What she was trying to say was, if you weren't one of the few men I didn't hate, I wouldn't be looking for you.
When Qin Hao saw Xia Qing acting like a little daughter, he immediately laughed and said quickly: "Okay, it's just that I'm busy with work, so I may not have much time for rehearsal—"
"It's up to you. It's your song anyway. You are the general director of the Spring Festival Gala anyway. Even if the singing is not good, the audience will not scold me -"
Hearing Xia Qing's words, Qin Hao suddenly felt like he shot himself in the foot. But he couldn't say anything at this time. He could only look at Xia Qing's leaving figure with a smile, and sighed faintly: "Oh, my heart is too soft!"
February 18, New Year’s Eve. At this time, thousands of households in China are covered with festive window grilles and red couplets, and they are all in a festive mood.
Compared to the happy people, the most miserable people at the moment are the many celebrities and artists rehearsing in the CCTV building.
At this time, the celebrity artists who were still in the rehearsal room and forgetting to eat and sleep were not as glamorous as before. Many of them were sleepy-eyed and disheveled, and many of them were even lying on the sofas in the hall and shouting loudly. sleep.
After all, the Spring Festival Gala is the most important party in China. These celebrities and artists are under tremendous pressure at this time and do not dare to relax at all.
In fact, some young actors stayed up all night rehearsing. When the Spring Festival Gala was about to begin, they lay on the sofa and took a nap.
Qin Hao’s parents’ home.
My mother put a bowl of hot dumplings on the dining table. She glanced at her father and then said sadly: "The same goes for Xiao Hao. This time he has become the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala. This has been done for two consecutive years." I haven’t had dumplings at home in years—”
At this time, my father smiled with relief, patted his mother's hand, and said: "My child, this is also work. A few days ago, didn't you praise Xiao Hao to others? What did you say about Xiao Hao? It’s really amazing. Last year I performed several programs in the Spring Festival Gala, but this year I directly became the general director of the Spring Festival Gala—”
Before my father finished speaking, he was interrupted by his mother: "That's-usually those big stars can't even go to the Spring Festival Gala, but our Xiaohao served as the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala at such a young age. It’s not something ordinary people can do!”
Having said this, my mother quickly said: "Old man, go and turn on the TV. Come on, the Spring Festival Gala is about to start!"
Dad smiled and shook his head. Seeing mom standing up hurriedly, he asked curiously: "The Spring Festival Gala is about to start, what are you doing!"
"I just remembered that Sister Zhang, who we danced square dance with, didn't know that Xiao Hao is the general director of the Spring Festival Gala. I'm going to call her now!"
The home of Wang Lin, leader of Qin Hao’s fan support group.
When the clock rang at eight o'clock, Wang Lin put down the chopsticks in a hurry, hurriedly ran to the TV, and turned on the TV.
Seeing her daughter being so frizzy, Wang Lin's mother couldn't help but sigh and said, "You are such a grown-up child, why are you still so frizzy? I really don't know if you will be able to get married in the future."
Wang Lin's father also frowned at this time and said: "Even if you want to watch TV, you have to finish the dumplings first. Won't they become lumpy in a while?"
"Wait until I take it to the living room to eat. This year's Spring Festival Gala is directed by Teacher Qin Hao. I must support it!"