America: Starting with the acquisition of MGM

Chapter 221 220.Evil Power

Song and dance performances have always been a major part of the Spring Festival Gala. To be more precise, besides language performances, they are also song and dance performances.

Mixed in are a little bit of acrobatics, magic, opera, kung fu and other niche genres.

There has always been a common problem with song and dance performances, that is, watching them on the TV screen and watching them live are completely different experiences.

Many of the songs and dances are very exciting to watch live, the movements are neat and uniform, and the actors perform with great spirit.

But once it is broadcast through the camera, many viewers will immediately find it boring and often choose to skip watching.

This situation is especially applicable to those songs and dances that do not have big stars to support the scene. Simply put, they are party dances.

But Maikou's dance can break this inertia. Although watching on a small screen is not as impactful as the live show, it is still captivating and impossible to stop.

"Mingming, how about it? This is the idol that mom and dad once chased. Do you see it?"

The mother looked at her son, who had been stunned for five minutes, and asked him in a show-off manner while putting vegetables in his bowl.

The son still hadn't woken up from the performance just now. The chopsticks in his hand were raised in the air and his mouth was slightly open.

This movement lasts for the entire song.

The powerful drumbeats, dynamic rhythms, harmonious rhythms and perfect jams were constantly echoing in his mind.

"Confused? It's normal. I was shocked when I first saw it." Dad said with a smile.

"He dances very well too."

"Better than Jay Chou's somersault?"

The son nodded: "Although I don't understand the lyrics, the dance and stage effects are simply overwhelming. Dragon Fist's performance is like a car accident compared to him."

"It should be said that compared with this performance, all other songs and dances are like the scene of a car accident or an earthquake."

As he spoke, his son suddenly looked at his mother: "Mom, I want to learn to dance, and this is what I want to learn."

"Let your dad teach you."

"Well"

In the Spring Festival Gala studio hall, after Maikou's performance, thunderous applause resounded throughout the audience.

Even many veteran cadres couldn't help but sink into this kind of performance that they had never seen before.

After the climax, like a man who has entered the sage's time, most of the following programs became boring, except for "Golden Monkey in Spring" presented by Liu Xiaolingtong.

Watching the dazzling monkey show performance and the vivid interpretation, he can indeed be called the number one monkey performer and the irreplaceable Monkey King Sun Dasheng in many people's hearts.

Regarding Liu Xiaolingtong, like many celebrities in the Internet era, his reputation has also experienced a turnaround.

Especially at the funeral of director Yang Jie, there was a so-called mourning hall selling movies, which instantly shattered many people's childhood filters.

This situation is especially serious at Station B, where a group of six-study experts such as "Dare to Ask Where the Film Is" are the center of communication, and the loudest noises are made.

When the incident came out, Eric was also caught up in it and shouted a few words along with him as if to join in the fun.

But later I woke up and decided to take the initiative to watch the videos that were circulated. After watching the original version, I found something fishy.

The video was obviously edited, the clothes were inconsistent, and the speech was not contextualized. It was obviously malicious slander, and I learned journalism very well.

Not only the issue of selling the film in the mourning hall, but also the back door to enter the Journey to the West crew, the master and the apprentice going to Singapore to perform without Yang Jie's consent, etc., are all serious problems.

He also bought Yang Jie's autobiography and read it, only to find that the two autobiographies contained completely different statements about the same issue.

To put it bluntly, it is normal for an old lady in her 70s or 80s to have others write her autobiography through dictation. It is normal for her to be unable to remember many things.

Moreover, after the incident of selling the film in the mourning hall, Liu Xiaolingtong and Yang Jie's family members continued to communicate with each other as usual, and their relationship was still very good. If there were any problems, they would have broken off the relationship long ago.

Later, some of their friends dug deeper into the matter and gradually found the truth of the incident.

After further digging, it was found that "Where is the video?" was actually a student who was expelled from school for bad conduct. He made the video when he was at his most impoverished, and his sinister intentions were clearly revealed.

Netizens got a big melon, ate it very happily, and gave birth to countless memes, but they were just a bunch of people being exploited by interested people.

They follow blindly, have no opinion, and are not even willing to look for the original film to take a look. They just indulge in the pleasure of whipping celebrities.

Due to the large number of people, the law does not punish the masses, and this kind of people have never been punished.

The most unlucky ones are the six-year-old boy and those who have experienced similar experiences. They can only endure silently without being able to argue.

After the performance of "Golden Monkey in Spring", Eric gave him warm applause as an apology for following the booing at that time.

After several programs, the time came to 12 o'clock, and the whole audience counted down together.

As the Spring Festival Gala comes to an end, Arirang Group, Siqingerile and others presented "Spring Festival Singing", while Wang Xia, Wei Song and others presented "Sharing Happiness".

Finally, everyone took the stage to sing "Unforgettable Tonight", and the 2004 Year of the Monkey Spring Festival Gala came to an end.

"Is it over?" Maikou asked, looking at the actors who were gradually leaving after singing.

Eric nodded: "This is the last chorus. It's over. Let's go quickly."

"Why are you in such a hurry? Someone told me that there is also a fireworks show. I must watch it. It is very beautiful."

Eric took his hand and stood up. If he didn't leave now, he wouldn't be able to leave for a while.

But unfortunately, things didn't work as expected. The two of them were surrounded before they even reached the door of the studio.

To be precise, Maikou was surrounded. No one came for Eric, so a group of people crowded him out.

They are all actors and audiences. They are not Lao Han and they don’t know Eric’s identity.

Perhaps in people's eyes, Eric is Maikou's bodyguard, but this bodyguard is too thin and too handsome.

But no matter how handsome he is, he can't compare with the world's pop king who just brought everyone an unparalleled shock and enjoyment.

"Maiko, sign your name for me."

"Maikou, let's take a photo together, you are so handsome!"

"Maikou, Maikou, look here, look here!"

Although most of them spoke Chinese, the veteran Maikou still understood what they wanted and signed each one with a smile.

Jay Chou came up behind Eric at some point: "Mr. Cooper, I still want to treat you to dinner, but judging from the situation, I'm afraid I won't have the chance."

Eric shook his head slightly. They were lucky to be able to walk out in an hour.

Sure enough, by the time the two left the TV station, it was already past two o'clock in the middle of the night.

So enthusiastic, so enthusiastic.

Maikou has been open for almost two hours, but there are still many people trying to get close to him.

In the end, there was really no other way, so CCTV came up with a solution.

They simply gathered everyone together, took a group photo, then recorded the people who participated in the photo, and promised to send the photo to everyone later, and then the two of them got away.

As for treating guests to dinner, no one had the nerve to mention it again after seeing that Maikou was exhausted.

Back at the hotel, Eric fell into a deep sleep after taking a shower.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already past nine in the morning.

Opening the curtains and letting the sunlight filter into the room makes me feel much more comfortable.

Eric turned on his phone and saw several text messages displayed on the screen.

One of them was from an unknown account. After clicking on it, it turned out that it was sent by the director of CCTV.

"Hello Mr. Cooper, I'm Chen Quan. I'm sending this text message specifically to tell you some good news."

"The ratings of the Spring Festival Gala have been calculated. The peak is when Mr. Michael Jackson performs. Please convey this good news to him."

When we came to the restaurant, Maikou was eating here.

What he ate was the tofu with fried poached buns that Eric recommended to him, and he can eat chili very well.

"Maikou, if you eat so much chili pepper, won't it hurt your voice? I heard that singers have a lot of taboos in order to maintain their voices."

Maikou took a big spoonful of tofu brains and sucked it into his mouth: "This soup is delicious with chili peppers. It's very delicious, but I usually pay attention to it. Although I like spicy food, I don't eat it often."

"The fried food is also delicious, and it tastes even better when paired with it, but it looks huge and different from the ones sold in Chinese restaurants."

"Because the Chinese restaurant sells fried dough sticks without eggs in them."

"Yes, the eggs are missing. Is this garlic? Why is it not spicy at all, but sweet?"

Eric looked at the salted garlic cloves in his hand, and he didn't know how they were made.

"Because it has been treated with special techniques, probably soaked in vinegar, I don't know for sure."

"By the way, I have good news for you. Last night's performance won the overall ratings championship, nearly 52%. If converted into numbers, more than 600 million people watched your performance at the same time."

Hearing this number, even Maikou, who was used to big scenes, couldn't help but show surprise.

"Oh my god G! You mean 600 million people!"

"Yes, not 600 million people, not 60 million people, but 600 million people."

After being stunned for a while, Maiqun came back to his senses: "You said that the Spring Festival Gala is equivalent to the Super Bowl. It seems that it is much more powerful than the Super Bowl. So I suddenly became a big star in China?"

"Wait a minute, when I came to the restaurant just now, no wonder the waiter immediately asked for an autograph. It turns out they all watched last night's show."

"600 million people, my God, this is unimaginable. There are only 200 million people in the United States."

After breakfast, the two of them prepared to climb the Great Wall as planned.

Since it was during the annual holiday, the Badaling Great Wall must have a huge flow of people, so Eric chose to go to the Jiuyanlou Great Wall.

I thought this would be more convenient, but when I arrived at my destination, I found that there were quite a lot of people here.

He had just gotten out of the car and walked a few steps. Even though he was wearing sunglasses and a mask, Maiqun was still recognized.

Then it was time to sign autographs and take photos, and finally climbed up with great difficulty.

Looking at the steep terrain under his feet, Maikou couldn't help but sigh: "It's as beautiful and spectacular as the photos on the Internet. Does it really have a history of thousands of years?"

Eric waved his hand: "If we start with the earliest Great Wall, it has been more than two thousand years ago. However, after the fall of the Qin Dynasty, subsequent dynasties also built the Great Wall."

"The distance beneath our feet is about four to five hundred years old and has been repaired in the meantime. It shows the splendid ancient culture of China."

"Four to five hundred years is a long time. It's only been more than two hundred years since the founding of the United States. China is really a beautiful and mysterious country. I like it here very much."

After spending a day in Yanjing with Maikou, he returned to the hotel to rest in the evening, while Eric had to have a meal with Lao Zhou and Lao Han.

In a private room of a private club.

The 30-year-old female director brought by Zhou Xiaopeng was pouring wine for several people.

In fact, the club provides a wine dispenser, but Lao Zhou didn't use it. He brought a woman here just for this purpose.

After it was full, he raised his glass again: "For the second glass, we congratulate Old Han on his promotion. Now the host becomes abbot, and his future is bright!"

Boom!

Everyone drank again.

The female director refilled the glasses for several more people, and Zhou Xiaopeng toasted for the third time: "One last toast to Eric. This big event has been settled. From now on, MGM's film and television works will enter the country, a win-win situation!"

Gudong!

The third cup was another sip, showing a person with deep feelings.

After all, for human beings, there are few things in the world that are more emotional than common interests.

"Eric, Lao Chen didn't come because he had something to do, but Optoelectronics has already communicated with our Yanjing TV station, and the first TV series will be produced by our station."

"What are your thoughts? What genre do you plan to choose for your first play?"

Eric put down his chopsticks, that was the highlight of tonight's meal.

"This is how I think about it. In the past few years before I joined MGM, the company was not developing smoothly and it did not produce new dramas."

"Forget about those old dramas, they can't keep up with the times."

"Now MGM has several new dramas, some have been completed and some are nearly completed, including political thrillers, apocalyptic survival, supernatural stories, thrillers, etc."

"The doomsday survival you're talking about is the movie "The Walking Dead," right?"

"right."

"I'll put this one aside for now. The scale is too big. It's okay to put it on the Internet. The TV station is a bit too big. What about the scale of the other ones?"

"In terms of standards, "House of Cards" reflects the electoral struggle in the United States, "Hannibal" is a prequel to "Silence of the Lambs", "Supernatural" has ghosts, and "Breaking Bad" is about drug making."

"By the way, Supernatural has one advantage."

"What?"

"Liu Yifei participated in this drama."

"Who is Liu Yifei?" Old Han asked casually.

The female director explained it to him.

"A beautiful new-generation actress participated in your play, hahaha"

Old Han looked at Eric and laughed teasingly. It was obvious what he was thinking.

"Director Han, in short, she is quite popular in China, especially after the broadcast of "Dragon Movie", Wang Yuyan made her popularity directly reach the domestic front line."

"Not only does Liu Yifei participate, but "The Force of Evil" also has an advantage, that is, it has ghosts but is not scary. The level of scares may not be as scary as the zombie movies in Hong Kong."

Zhou Xiaopeng thought about it. At this time, there was no rule against becoming a spirit. Ghosts were allowed to appear in TV series and movies.

He slapped the table: "This is "Supernatural"."