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"Do you believe in love?"

The picture lights up, showing a plain face and a pair of sincere eyes.

This is a very strange man, not ugly, but also not pretty, not very young, but seems to be full of vicissitudes.

He squatted, his hands on his knees, wearing a short white sweater, his hair back to the midline of his skull, and looked at you so affectionately.

"I believe, especially love at first sight. Some people say that there is no love at first sight in this world.

I don't think so. I fell in love with you at first sight, but I didn't see it. "

"Huh ... Huh ..."

As soon as the camera turned, pia was facing a dog, sitting on its hind legs and supporting its front legs.

Follow the picture to the middle and long distance, one person and one dog staring at each other, subtle freeze.

"puff!"

Yu Jiajia grinned. This shot was not awe-inspiring, but it had a ridiculous sense of humor that accurately conveyed this message to the audience.

"What kind of stuff? Look at" The Last Emperor "." Mom said.

"Oh, look at the meeting again, just started."

"I didn't understand it at the beginning. I would definitely not drop it ..."

The mother picked up the half-knitted sweater and expressed displeasure.

"Book seller? Book seller?"

On the screen, Zhao Baogang shouted with a loud voice.

"Eh, this, this!"

Ge You stood up whizzingly, slightly camel, suspending his ankle-length pants, and passed over very quickly.

"The crystallization of human civilization is basically here." Dream of Red Mansions ", four famous books, tells the love story of a pair of children in feudal society.

"Too deep."

"" Ordinary World ", the latest masterpiece of contemporary writers, tells the love story of a pair of children in modern society who can cry and cry."

"Too long."

"" How Steel Is Made ", a Soviet revolutionary classic, tells the love story of a pair of Bolshevik children.

"Too left. Do you have that kind, just the kind ..."

Zhao Baogang hehe hey, "Vulgar?"

"Yes! Yes! It is our responsibility to meet the different cultural needs of different people."

Ge You sold a "Little Yellow Book" with the cover of "Ordinary World" to Zhao Baogang. Zhao Baogang is very upright and afraid of jokes, "Will you look down on me?"

"Where can I do it? Even if the cultural level of the people of the whole country is up, there must be a vulgar presence. You go!"

"Hey, something interesting ..."

Suddenly, the dad who had been speechless suddenly said, "The lines are really good."

"What's good is to be foolish!" Mom continued to knit sweaters.

"I also think it's fun, but I can't elaborate on it, anyway, it's different from what I saw before."

Yu Jiajia, curled up on the sofa, stood up and became excited.

Ge You, the person who lit up, said in the opening line, as if every word is telling the audience, this is a unique work!

Follow Liu Bei to play, wearing a big flower skirt, a headscarf, wearing sunglasses, Kaka Kaka walked in the alley.

Yu Jiajia's eyes are bulingbuling, and the flamboyant appearance of this dress makes his heart beat faster, and he falls in love at first sight.

Today's TV dramas have gradually abandoned the tunes and tunes of model dramas, and they are all trying to live. But there has never been an episode that challenges the viewing habits so straightforwardly.

It is not to try to live, it is to live!

In less than ten minutes, Bai Fendou, Tao Bei, Dai Honghua, Tao Maosen, and zucchini, all the five main characters of the first episode appeared, and each was eye-catching.

The lines match the characters, the characters support the lines, and there is comedy exaggeration in the closeness,

Just call Yisongkuai!

Dad sipped tea, moisturizing bit by bit. The mother knits the sweater, and has a glance, but the ears listen carefully.

Tao accountant did not agree with the granddaughter as a model, a big quarrel, Tao Beiqi ran away from home. Several people came to persuade the old man to loosen up.

A few days later, Dai Honghua went to Tao Maosen's house to borrow scissors.

The door was tightly closed, the windows were closed, and the curtains were drawn.

Han Yinghua's clothes and pants, black cloth shoes, full of spirit. She opened the door and saw the black lights blind, but there was light and sound inside.

Then he stood on tiptoe, his expression amused and dignified, accompanied by the ambushing BGM, stepping into the house step by step.

"Oh! What are you doing?"

The old lady clasped her hands, patted her shoulders and kicked her legs, and played a trick, "Well, you are a thief! Dare to steal things from our alleys, and make you feel the power of the sunset!"

"Hey, it's me, ah, ah!"

"Yo, Tao Maosier! What are you doing?"

After some noise, Han Ying turned on the light and wondered: "What windows do you close at home, and why aren't you doing anything ... ouch!"

The old lady's expression was terrific, her small eyes squinted, and she pointed at the TV.

The music inside was shocked, the stage was shining, and a series of long-legged girls twisted their hips and strode-it was actually a model contest.

Mo Qi wears good glasses and supports us, "Don't get me wrong! Me, I'm looking at it with a critical eye to see what it is."

"Your critique is really energizing. No wonder everyone said, ten men and nine flowers, the rest is in poor health. Tao Maosier, it seems that you are better!"

"Puff! Goose goose goose goose ..."

The mother finally gave up the sweater, and it was like a big goose, and she couldn't stop leaning back and forth.

Zheng Huan, who was watching by Yu Jiajia, was suddenly startled, "What are you doing?"

"Ten men and nine flowers, the rest is in poor health ... Then, this sentence is too good for your dad! When your dad was young ..."

"Don't talk nonsense, what do you want to do in front of the child!" Dad waved his hand.

"Goose, Goose, Goose, Goose!"

The mother was happy again, and it took a long time to stop, "Ouch, oh, this is interesting, much more fun than" The Last Emperor "!"

…………

The first two episodes are all stories of fashion models. There are no ads in the middle, and they will soon be broadcast.

Yu Jiajia returned to the house with unsatisfactory intentions, wanting to write something, but biting the pen for a long time, he could not write.

"Situational comedy, this is called a sitcom ..."

It's so fresh! From form and style to performance, dialogue, and story arrangement, it has never been seen before.

Years of media experience tells me that this must be groundbreaking and even far beyond imagination. And the more she thought about it, the less she dared to write, and simply turned over the newspaper a few days ago, and began to fight from the head of the sitcom.

Early the next morning, the newspaper.

Yu Jiajia studied for half a night, yawned and came to the unit and found that the atmosphere was slightly subtle. Colleagues all want to say something, but nobody takes the initiative to open their mouths.

She sat in position, turning over today's newspaper while saying casually: "Hey, have you read" Hutong People "?"

As soon as the words fell, she instantly felt like a delicious dessert, and a bunch of flies buzzed around.

"It's so interesting to see from the beginning to the end!"

"Bai struggles, this figure who came up with it."

"At the beginning, when I watched the dog, I sprayed it directly, absolutely artistic!"

"Art is a fart, obviously short of parents, entertaining!"

Only two episodes, let everyone discuss is inseparable.

At that moment, the man who disdain entered the room yesterday, Yu Jiajia shouted: "Brother Liu, did you watch" Hutong Renjia "?"

"..."

He backed his back, sat down first, and said at the end: "Look at it, make up."

"How to make it up, there is too much to discuss! I tell you, this will definitely be the only one this year!"

"That is, fortunately, two episodes per day, otherwise I will be in a hurry."

There is already a fan.

The deputy editor came in again and said, "Have you read all this? There is definitely something to write about. Whoever wants it will stare at it."

"Writing is writing, you have to observe a few episodes, but you are not familiar with it at the beginning."

"Hey, is there any feedback from the audience?"

"How can it be so fast? Anyway, I stare, don't grab it with me."

"And me, me!"

Yu Jiajia raised her hand, "When the competition is fair, whoever is better ... Liu Ge definitely doesn't want to."

"That's it!" The man said righteously.

...

If the media is underdeveloped, information will ferment slowly.

Coupled with the new type of drama, the audience and the newspaper did not respond for a while, and I do n’t know how to evaluate it. But in just two episodes, a considerable audience has been gathered.

In the evening, it was 7:50.

Old Liu bia twisted back and forth in front of the TV. After a while on CCTV, after a while on Beijing and Taiwan, um, not remotely controlled.

Looking at almost eight o'clock, the ghost messenger stopped on the Beijing Channel and hypnotized himself: Criticism, I watched with a critical eye!

After a while, the title appears on the screen.

Episode 3: Popular songs. Screenwriter for this episode: Liang Zuo.

The main point is that Zhao Yanni was obsessed with Hong Kong and Taiwan music and became the earliest star chaser. Parents taught in many ways, that is, not listening, which caused a debate in the courtyard about music.

Young people like pop, old people like red songs and opera, while foreign music invades heavily, and the original soil is thin. Bai struggle is a young man with artistic pursuits, and he can't talk to them.

At the end, on the street, Ge You leaned on a tricycle to wait for customers, holding the book "Talking about Drama Performance" in his hand.

Old Liu looked at this person and started to laugh unconsciously. He seems to have a talent for scratching your dimples quietly.

A buddy looks in from the left, picks up the tape and asks, "Are there any fun songs?"

"To what extent?"

"Hey, I have been in a bad state of mind recently, and I want to get a little more exciting."

"The theme song of" Shanghai ", Lang Lang Lang Gang, Wan Lei secretly **** water sniffing ..."

"Stop! Don't mention me on the beach. I accompanied my daughter-in-law over twenty times. Dreaming is Xu Wenqiang."

"Then" Blood Pill Heart ", a generation of arrogant Guo Xia, only knows the bow and shoot the big eagle."

"It's even more boring. Are there any non-Hong Kong and Taiwanese ones, and they don't want to cover Europe and America, I'm about to vomit."

"You're looking for the right person. For those who are engaged in street culture in Sijiu City, it's extraordinary for me. I can only take out my family heirlooms, new arrivals ..."

Ge You took out the tape, put it in the recorder, and pressed the switch.

At the beginning, there was a suona, high-pitched, harsh, a female voice immediately followed: "My family lives on the high slopes of the loess, and the strong winds blow over the slopes. Whether it is northwest or southeast wind, it is my song.

With the style of folk songs and simple atmospheric lyrics, it not only shocked the people in the show, but also shocked the audience outside the show.

Old Liu's eyes widened, what kind of song is this? ! !

"No matter how many years have passed, my ancestors left me generation after generation, leaving me endlessly singing songs, and the Yellow River around me ..."

"Just this! Just this!"

The buddy banged Ge You. "My hometown is northwest. That's right. That's right! I really don't see it."

"Hey, these are mixed meals outside, and the inside is for yourself, you are satisfied."

"This is a good saying."

He snapped out five dollars, "No need to find it!"

"Eh!"

Ge Youma slipped the money in her pocket and chanted, "Are you walking?"

"Walk!"

"Go well?"

"Go!"

"My family lives on the high slopes of the loess, and the four seasons wind blows from the slopes. Whether it is 800 years or 10,000 years, it is my song, my song ..."

All of a sudden, the old Liu got stuck.

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