1979 Golden Age

Chen Qi invited 16 athletes for the 16 major events of the Olympics.

Including Xu Haifeng from the shooting team, Li Ning from the gymnastics team, Zhou Jihong from the diving team, Luan Jujie from the fencing team, Lang Ping from the women's volleyball team, etc. He certainly knew that Xu Haifeng won the first gold medal, but others didn't know.

At this time, the most anticipated ones were the women's volleyball team, Li Ning and Zhu Jianhua.

Zhu Jianhua was a high jumper and a track and field star at the time. He broke the world record. Everyone had great confidence in him, but he didn't perform well and won a bronze medal. He was insulted and harassed when he returned home.

It's not easy for athletes to come here. Chen Qi gave them the greatest convenience. If their family members want to come, they will also be given tickets. They will sit in the audience tomorrow.

"Everyone has worked hard!"

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

After the rehearsal, Chen Qi saw them off. Lang Ping came last year and was familiar with him. She smiled and said, "Teacher Chen, I'm not happy if you don't let me spike the ball this year. You have to let me spike one anyway."

"Everyone has seen you spike the ball a lot. It's new for you to play table tennis... OK, OK, if there's extra time, I'll let you spike one."

"Ha! Thank you then!"

The two are the same age. Lang Ping is 184cm taller than him, half a head taller. She deliberately shook his hand hard, and her fingers were like mallets.

Chen Qi pulled back in pain and said in shock, "Good guy, you are a martial arts genius even if you don't play volleyball. I know a guy named Yu Hai. You can practice mantis boxing with him!"

As he said that, he shook hands with all the people.

Li Ning has nothing to say. He is the prince of gymnastics. He sells clothes.

Among the group of people, Xu Haifeng seemed very silent. Chen Qi specifically talked to him: "I heard that you used a domestic air pistol worth tens of dollars to kill an opponent who used a German imported one worth thousands of dollars. I don't know shooting, but you have achieved such results after starting out, so you must have both talent and strength. Come on!"

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

Xu Haifeng's face was still wet.

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

………………

It was around ten o'clock in the evening.

The capital was almost completely dark, and there were few places with street lights. It was cold and everything was silent. Chen Qi sat in the swaying van, looking out the window at the night, and suddenly held Gong Xue's hand: "Sister, you've worked hard!"

"Why are you talking about this?"

"I feel that you have been with me for the Spring Festival Gala for two consecutive years. This is the first year of our marriage. We can't spend New Year's Eve at home. We haven't eaten yet today."

"It's okay. I'm not tired when I'm with you. I'm a little hungry."

"It's okay. Our parents must have saved some food."

"I think so too..."

Gong Xue smiled and was about to speak when she suddenly felt the lights flashing behind her and honking the horn. The driver said: "Public security patrol, let's stop."

Chen Qi took a look and saw that they were on the main road. During the Spring Festival, patrols must have been strengthened.

The van stopped on the side of the road, followed by a BJ212 jeep. Two uniformed policemen came over. Usually, Chen Qi would sit down for such public events because he didn't recognize him.

Gong Xue took the initiative to open the door.

Sure enough, a salute came: "It's Comrade Gong Xue. Why are you here so late?"

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

"Are you preparing for the Spring Festival Gala?"

"Yes!"

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

"Looking forward to your show!"

"It's dark and the road is slippery, drive carefully!"

The door slammed shut again, and the van continued to move forward. The jeep also thoughtfully helped to light up 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 talking about it wherever I go during the day."

"Yes, the newspapers also reported it. That Yu Jiajia wrote a lot of articles." Gong Xue said.

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

"How many?"

"35 million!"

"So many? One TV covers 10 people, isn't that more than 300 million viewers?" Gong Xue said in surprise.

"Of course, TV is a sunrise industry. So you need to be good at both film and television, develop in multiple fields, and achieve some success in TV dramas... Hey, do you want to sing? I'll release an album for you, and shoot an MV?"

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

"You are popular! Your singing is not bad. With post-production processing and a million sales, you will be a star in the three fields of film, television and music!"

Gong Xue was too lazy to pay attention to him.

We returned to Lechunfang soon. There were no street lights here, and the car lights made the alley dark and 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 was a lot quieter.

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

When they entered the backyard, the lights were still on. My parents came out and said, "Why are you done now? Have you eaten yet? I've saved some in the pot!"

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

The two washed their hands, and Yu Xiuli heated up the food. It was very rich, so they had a reunion dinner.

After eating, Chen Qi got crazy again and took out a few small firecrackers, saying, "I can't set off firecrackers tomorrow, so I'll set them off now."

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

"It's okay, 100 shots will be over in a while!"

"You..."

Gong Xue looked at her parents-in-law, hesitated for a moment, and went out to play with them. Hearing the crackling sound coming from outside, Yu Xiuli and Chen Jianjun were speechless. Their daughter-in-law was so dignified and quiet, but she was corrupted.

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

How could he not be stressed? Of course he was!

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

…………

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

Woke up again!

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

This morning was different from last night. This ancient city seemed to have awakened its vitality. When the first ray of light appeared on the horizon, all kinds of firecrackers could be heard. The adults got up early, cleaned the house, and pasted Spring Festival couplets. Smoke rose from the kitchen, and the children ran around happily in the alley.

Wearing cotton jackets, holding small whips, with red faces, they ran from one end to the other, just having fun.

Amid 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. Just like last year, there were more than 20 large round tables that could seat about 200 people. There were dried fruit snacks on the table, and a thermos on the ground. Yes, a thermos.

It was used to pour tea.

The ribbons, lace, and balloons were colorful, and the stage setting was also in place. CCTV almost moved out all the cameras. Not long after, Huang Yihe and his team arrived, Zhao Zhongxiang, Hou Yaowen, and Shi Fukuan gathered together. No matter how unhappy Director Wang Feng was, he had to keep an eye on them at this time.

"Old Huang!"

"Yeah!"

Chen Qi and Huang Yihe shook hands tightly, and all the grudges were gone. There was no need to say more. The people of the whole country were looking forward to it!

(No more...)