Stop it, boss, I’ve never seen a movie made like this.

Chapter 276 276. Invitation to the Spring Festival Gala

This matter starts from yesterday.

As the director of this year's Spring Festival Gala, Wang Pei has been very worried recently. He feels that his mental state is unbearable.

In recent years, the Spring Festival Gala has become a rather formulaic event. Not only the ratings are declining every year, but also the reputation among the people is getting worse and worse. There is no sense of expectation after being ridiculed.

Watching the gala during the Spring Festival no longer seems to be a standard event, so this year the higher authorities have issued a request to change the status quo so that this year's Spring Festival gala will no longer be formulaic and have a refreshing feeling.

Therefore, it became very difficult for Wang Pei to take over this year's Spring Festival Gala. He could only resist the pressure and strive to do something different. To this end, he selected the program to be performed this year among hundreds of submitted programs.

But after a rehearsal, he found that it still didn't work. The program still didn't meet the requirements he wanted.

The Spring Festival Gala is more than four hours long. It is actually very difficult to keep the audience seated. This requires a breakout point in each time period. For singing and dancing, acrobatics, and sketches, the rhythm must be grasped well.

But other genres are easy to say, except that the sketch category is a bit broken. The sketches at this stage like to sublimate at the end, turning the original laughter into a cry. It was okay at the beginning, but it becomes quite annoying after seeing too much of the status quo.

If it were broadcast like this, it would definitely be criticized for having no new ideas.

He sat in his office and thought hard, and checked the ratings of previous Spring Festival Galas. Last year's Spring Festival Gala was still very dismal, but he was stunned when he saw the ratings of other local stations' Spring Festival Galas.

The ratings of many local stations’ Spring Festival galas have actually rebounded.

This was strange. He found the program timetables of several local stations whose ratings had rebounded and checked them one by one. He found that the originally stable ratings skyrocketed after a certain sketch program.

"Hey, this channel is "Tiger Father Has No Dog Sons", this channel is "Young Master and Me", and this one is "Father's Funeral". I'll go! Aren't these all sketches written by Chen Li?!"

Wang Pei was shocked.

He remembered that due to Chen Li's rise last year, many local stations wanted to invite him to ride on the popularity. At that time, the Spring Festival Gala had also been considered, but the program list had been finalized, so the invitation was not successful.

As a result, Chen Li's sketches became popular on the Internet for a while.

Wang Pei's eyes lit up, and he quickly found those comedy sketches that Chen Li wrote last year to watch. Even a year later, he still laughed so hard after watching them.

"Pfft hahaha."

"It's so beautiful, hahahaha, I laughed so much that I burst into tears." Wang Pei said, holding his stomach.

Isn’t this a ready-made talent? !

He can actually make so many local stations break the ratings record, so this year's Spring Festival Gala will not be without him.

If the audience knew that Chen Li would come, they would probably be very happy.

Through his connections in the circle, he found Chen Li's mobile phone number and dialed it. As soon as the call was connected, he immediately said sincerely: "Hello, Director Chen, I am Wang Pei, the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala. I wonder if you are free. I would like to invite you to this year’s Spring Festival Gala.”

Listening to Wang Pei's chatter on the other end of the phone, Chen Li shook his head and said, "Director Wang, I'm sorry, I'm not very interested."

"scare?"

Wang Pei was stunned, and his mind went blank for a moment.

Damn it, you were rejected?

What the hell is not interested?

Doesn’t he know what the Spring Festival Gala represents and what it symbolizes? Others are begging to come.

Ah, Wang Pei couldn't tell for a while whether Chen Li was trying to negotiate terms or if he was really not interested.

"Director Chen, we are very sincere. Although the cost of participating in the Spring Festival Gala is not much, I can apply with my superiors to give you the best preferential treatment."

Chen Li explained: "This is not a matter of money. During this period of filming, I was very tired and wanted to have a good rest. By the way, I received an invitation to the Spring Festival Gala and I can go there to cheer for you." " Seeing that he was really not interested, Wang Pei couldn't express his disappointment, but he also couldn't force anyone. He could only regret and said: "Hey, that's a loss for the audience across the country."

Wang Pei was about to hang up the phone when he suddenly remembered something and asked, "I wonder if the artists in your company are interested in attending the Spring Festival Gala."

This year, Chen Li's company's artists have made a splash in the film industry, and their popularity has skyrocketed. It would be great if they could come to the Spring Festival Gala. By then, all their own artists will be on stage. As a boss, I can't just sit back and watch. At least, the show will be successful. Just keep it under control, right?

Wang Pei instantly praised his wit.

Chen Li was speechless and did not refuse. He smiled and said, "Then I have to ask them, but I believe they should be interested."

"That's great! I'm waiting for good news from you guys!" Wang Peixi said with a smile.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Li thought about it and walked towards the artist department.

Although it is the end of the year, the activities of artists have increased, and they are busy making announcements. Therefore, in the entire artist department, only Cao Hong, Yang Xiaoxiao, and Zhou Cheng are still eating sunflower seeds and bragging in the office.

Seeing Chen Li's arrival, the three of them quickly stood up and said, "Director Chen, are you here?"

"Where are you all? Didn't you go to the event this year?" Chen Li grabbed a handful of melon seeds and asked while cracking them.

The three of them all shook their heads: "Hey, we are not used to that kind of occasions, and singing and dancing are not our strengths."

"Yeah, it's Chinese New Year, so it's better to calm down a bit."

Chen Lixiao asked: "What if the Spring Festival Gala invites you?"

The three of them looked at each other and their eyes widened suddenly.

Spring. Spring Festival Gala? ?

Hiss hiss.

If it's the Spring Festival Gala, even if you don't know how to sing and dance, you still have to force yourself to learn it and then go on stage!

Because it was the Spring Festival Gala!

"Boss, are you kidding?" Zhou Cheng said tremblingly.

Chen Li looked at their expectant eyes, and after telling them about the invitation to the Spring Festival Gala, the three of them were quiet for a moment and then immediately became excited.

Yang Xiaoxiao: "Director Chen, is it true? I'm really invited!"

Cao Hong: "Spring Festival Gala! Oh my God!!"

Zhou Cheng: "Boss, I want it!"

Even though the influence of the Spring Festival Gala is declining now, it still cannot shake its position in the hearts of people across the country. Being able to attend the Spring Festival Gala means that this year's efforts have been recognized by the authorities and the audience, which is a great thing.

Can you not be excited?

However, Cao Hong came to his senses after a moment and asked doubtfully: "Boss, those who can attend the Spring Festival Gala are those selected for the program. We don't have a program. What should we do?"

Chen Li smiled and said: "The show, isn't it easy? Leave it to me. When the time comes, you will perform well and I will applaud you in the audience."

"Boss, why don't you act together?" Cao Hong asked doubtfully.

Chen Li coughed: "I'll forget it. You two men and one woman are just right."

He had already thought of a series of sketches and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

(End of this chapter)