Chapter 145

Eight o'clock in the evening, the Spring Festival Gala begins.

Watching the Spring Festival Gala during the Lunar New Year has become a traditional activity for every Hua country citizen.

Lu Xuan and the others are no exception.

He held Xiao Qūnqūn, surrounded by everyone.

When they turned on the TV, the Spring Festival Gala had just started.

"I wonder if Teacher Guo Donglin will be there."

Su Yao said with some anticipation.

Guo Donglin, a famous xiangsheng (cross-talk) and sketch actor, has performed sketches on the Spring Festival Gala many times and is deeply loved by the audience.

As for Sister Xu and Aunt Liu, they prefer Lao Guo.

Lao Guo is another famous comedian.

When the two of them mentioned Lao Guo, Lu Xuan couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

He thought of a certain foreign movie star.

Jason Statham.

"Lao Guo should be there this year, right?"

"I think I saw his name on the list."

"It's okay, just treat it like a lottery. It would be a bit more interesting if he's there."

Aunt Liu smiled.

Su Yao then checked this year's cast list.

She discovered that Guo Donglin's name wasn't there, and she was a little disappointed.

"The Spring Festival Gala is becoming less and less interesting this year."

"That's true."

Lu Xuan nodded in agreement.

One generation of new people replaces the old.

But the new people can't carry the stage built by their predecessors.

Although there are some excellent people among them, there are very few.

So in recent years, the calls for the old seniors to come out of retirement have become louder and louder, but it's useless.

Many young people born after 2000.

After discovering that there was no one they liked on the Spring Festival Gala.

They simply stopped paying attention to the Spring Festival Gala and instead started scrolling through Weibo and Douyin.

The Spring Festival Gala gradually lost its appeal.

While watching, Su Yao suddenly noticed someone's name.

"Cai Kunkun?"

"Lu Bao, look quickly, Cai Kunkun is on the Spring Festival Gala, the HN Spring Festival Gala."

Lu Xuan frowned slightly.

"Is that so?"

He leaned over to take a look and found that it was true.

In the program list of the HN Spring Festival Gala, Cai Kunkun would take the stage to sing his new single in the singing segment.

"Lover"

Very obviously.

He was building momentum for the Golden Bell Awards after the New Year.

The final finals would have audience voting, which was also a very important part.

But what Lu Xuan didn't expect the most was.

HN TV actually let Cai Kunkun sing this song.

Lu Xuan didn't have any intention of targeting Cai Kunkun.

It's just that this song isn't suitable.

Lu Xuan had heard "Lover."

The opening is a mixed compilation of the 'bemylover' main line.

Sung in a half-Chinese and half-English format.

In Lu Xuan's opinion, English songs account for a large proportion of it.

The three major characteristics of English songs:

Can't understand it, strong rhythm, a bit yellow when translated.

"Lover" accounts for the first and last items.

Not to mention the rhythm at all.

It's somewhat inappropriate for this song to appear on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala.

There were quite a few people who thought the same as Lu Xuan.

Someone publicly complained on Weibo.

As a result, countless nC fans sprayed back at him.

Saying that he would definitely not be able to eat chicken feet in this lifetime.

There were also people who replied rationally: "The Spring Festival Gala should be innovated, otherwise it will be more boring year after year. Which young people watch the Spring Festival Gala!

"And introducing trendy things is also a kind of novelty."

"You can't just deny its meaning because you can't accept it, right?"

This person seems to be a rational and objective person.

But in reality, he's an advanced hater!

With one sentence of 'young people', 'trend', and 'meaning'.

He provoked the opposition between the traditional and trendy factions.

The two quarreled fiercely online.

Originally, it was just fans and these people spraying each other.

Later, all sorts of random people poured in and participated in this topic.

They all put forward their own opinions.

Then tried to persuade others to agree with them.

The result is self-evident.

Wanting to persuade others online is simply a pipe dream!

Unless you can follow the network cable over.

As the quarrel continued, the matter escalated.

It even made it to the trending searches!

Lu Xuan was speechless as he watched: "Are these people so idle?"

When the country is prosperous and stable.

After people are materially satisfied, they will naturally pursue spiritual needs.

But this direction seems to have gone a little off course.

"......"

Lu Xuan didn't express any opinion on this.

Some things are better left to oneself.

He wasn't targeting Cai Kunkun.

Cai Kunkun is just a product of the traffic era.

What he couldn't stand was the capital behind it that led wolves into the house.

Those people have no bottom line in order to make money.

Guiding my great Hua country!

Little by little, in the direction of 'entertainment to death'.

From the moment when a foreign language song won the Hua Language Golden Melody Award, the entire Hua language music scene has already changed its taste.

"It seems like I have to speed up..."

Lu Xuan shook his head.

He closed his phone and stopped paying attention to other things.

Instead, he watched the Spring Festival Gala with everyone.

Everything would be discussed after the New Year.

On TV, the opening ceremony of the Spring Festival Gala had already ended.

After the song and dance show, it was the turn of various teachers to sing on stage.

They were all songs that had been famous for a long time.

Sung by people from the national team, it had a special flavor.

This year was finally a bit more interesting.

Everyone quietly admired it.

Xiao Qūnqūn swayed back and forth with the rhythm.

After it ended, she shook her head and commented, "It's much better than those songs on Douyin."

Everyone laughed.

Lu Xuan gave a thumbs up: "Good eye!"

Xiao Qūnqūn raised her head proudly.

After the singing, it was the sketch performance.

Apart from Guo Donglin, the rest were all some newcomers.

There were some that made people's eyes light up.

But not many.

Xiao Qūnqūn almost fell asleep while watching.

"Ah~"

She yawned long.

Lu Xuan looked at the others, who all looked uninterested.

Finally, after the sketch ended.

He took the initiative to suggest.

"How about... I sing a song?"

Instantly, everyone became interested.

They knew that Lu Xuan was not only talented in film, but also extremely talented in music.

That song "Jingzhong Bao Guo" was proof.

Xiao Qūnqūn was even more energetic and clapped her hands in approval.

"Okay, okay! I want to listen to Daddy Lu sing~"

"Teacher Lu hasn't written a new song again, has he?"

Xu Lan was a little surprised.

Su Yao was very much looking forward to it.

"I'll go get the guitar!"

She got up and ran to her bedroom.

Then she took down the guitar that used to belong to Lu Xuan, but now belonged to both of them.

"Here."

"Thanks."

Lu Xuan thanked her and took the guitar.

Then everyone surrounded him in the middle.

It felt like a private concert.

Su Yao even pulled a cushion over and sat in front of Lu Xuan, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him.

Lu Xuan smiled at her.

Then he gently plucked the strings.

"The song I'm going to sing is a Cantonese song."

"It was an inspiration that I had when I encountered difficulties while filming."

"I'll bring you a song 'Hai Kuo Tian Kong' (Boundless Oceans, Empty Skies)."

"I hope everyone will like it."

"At the same time, I also hope that one day, no matter what difficulties we encounter, we can face them positively."

Lu Xuan tapped Qūnqūn's nose and said with a smile.

The little guy was restless with excitement.

The look of admiration in her eyes was undisguised.

Su Yao was the same.

Then, Lu Xuan slowly opened his mouth.

Different from the Hua language, the Cantonese pronunciation carries a penetrating power that goes deep into the hearts of people, gradually spreading out.

"Gan tin au..."