This Star Doesn’t Work Overtime

The scene was silent!

If the host had asked them at the beginning, they would definitely give it a try in the first period and see if they could beat Wang Cheng with their own works!

After all, Wang Cheng was filming a movie a few months ago. Maybe his mind was still on movies and he didn’t think much about literary works, so he may not have enough inspiration. What if they seize the opportunity to defeat Wang Cheng?

 But now, Wang Cheng’s Song of Everlasting Regret has been finished!

Many people in the literary world looked thoughtful. The Song of Everlasting Regret written by Wang Cheng was still echoing in their minds, and the cursive calligraphy that made them amazed and envious was still dancing in their minds.

 After such a work, how can they dare to go on stage and write their own work?

 Isn’t it embarrassing enough?

 There was silence for more than ten seconds.

The host asked again: "No? There are so many bright literary elites gathered today, no one thinks about the work?"

 All people in the literary world feel that this host talks too much and his voice is too noisy!

Even Wang Jianbin, Zhang Guobin, Zhang Yiheng and others frowned slightly and looked at the host with some displeasure.

 After all, they also want to save face...

Wang Jianbin proved himself last time by writing a frontier poem on Ganxi Satellite TV. Although he also lost to Wang Cheng, his own level was recognized by everyone and his status in the literary world has increased, so this time Shi was also a little concerned about his own face, and wanted to go up and give it a try, but when he thought of the song of everlasting regret, he still held back.

 With such a masterpiece-level narrative poem, he really had no shame in continuing to write his own works.

Seeing everyone's silence, the host knew that he couldn't go too far. He said with a slight regret: "It's a pity that I can't see other people's masterpieces. However, I think Wang Cheng's two works should be enough. Is it an eye-opener for everyone?”

“Okay, let’s enjoy the Mid-Autumn Festival dance performed by our dancers, Moon Shadow!”

After the host finished speaking, the audience burst into warm applause.

However, those who applauded vigorously were basically people in the entertainment industry and onlookers outside. Many people in the literary world applauded casually, and many people looked thoughtful.

 Zhang Yiheng said softly: "Director Wang, have you prepared any Mid-Autumn Festival works?"

Wang Jianbin nodded lightly: "There is one piece. Mid-Autumn Festival works have been one of the most numerous festival works since ancient times. I have been thinking about it."

Zhang Guobin smiled and said, "Lao Wang can go on stage and try it out later."

Wang Jianbin thought for a while and shook his head: "Wait! Wait until Wang Cheng comes up and finishes writing."

 When the people around him heard this, their faces were filled with approval.

　　Many people who wanted to go up and give it a try suppressed their impatience.

After experiencing two head-to-head confrontations between CCTV and Ganxi Satellite TV, Wang Cheng defeated the opponents they prepared with a crushing force. Therefore, the entire literary world began to cherish their feathers. Although they also wanted to defeat Wang Cheng once, but But no one will take action easily, they all want to wait for the chance to win, otherwise it may just be a victory in vain!

 What is the sure chance of winning?

That is of course a preemptive strike!

 When Wang Cheng has finished writing and is sure that his work is average and that his work has a chance of winning, then he will go up. That is a sure chance of winning.

Even Wang Jianbin thinks so. Naturally, others are similar and will not come to power easily!

Yu Hong, Wang Hongyi and others don't have such complicated thoughts. It's just that they have been on stage before and have consumed a lot of inspiration. They have been resting and practicing calligraphy recently, so they are not ready to go on stage today. They just want to be a quiet person. Onlookers, let's see how Wang Cheng performs...

 The performance on stage begins!

 It’s still Pan Yao!

It’s just that this time she is no longer wearing the pink palace dress that plays the role of Concubine Yang, but is dressed in white, dancing like a moon palace fairy!

It feels like when Wang Cheng and Wen Yixiao performed "Chang'e Flying to the Moon" on Central Plains TV.

An Keru, who is also a dance major, praised softly: "Pan Yao has a very strong dancing talent, and this dance also captures the core of Xianqi'er. The most important thing is that she combined Wang Cheng's original dance concept, The stage effect is very good. This part of Moon Shadow Fairy is just like the real Chang'e."

that is…

 An Keru didn't say a word in his heart.

That is, Pan Yao's figure is so good, with a curvy front and back. In order to cover her figure, she wears a relatively wide white skirt, but it can still be seen that she is more three-dimensional than the dancers around her, and she is less fairy-like and more There is some breath of worldliness.

However, Pan Yao seems to be very aware of her physical characteristics, so the changes in dance movements and temperament are not completely ecstatic, but a transformation from human to immortal. This is also the whole process of Chang'e flying to the moon. The transformation of man towards the fairy.

Yang Yi said softly: "With Pan Yao's strength and talent, being a dancer in a scenic spot in Chang'an is a bit too humiliating."

An Keru said with a smile: "She is a serious national dancer with a formal establishment. She came to perform in the city that never sleeps. She was temporarily dispatched by Chang'an. She will definitely leave after a while. There will definitely be no way to keep her here. "

A few people nodded suddenly after hearing this.

I just remembered that Pan Yao was a dancer in a serious national dance troupe, with a formal establishment, so she naturally had to obey the dispatch of the local people in Chang'an.

 In order to bring Chang'an to the city that never sleeps, sending out talented dancers like Pan Yao was indeed a huge investment.

This is also one of the important reasons why Chang'an Evernight City became so popular in just half a year!

Videos and clips of Pan Yao performing dances in the Evernight City can be seen everywhere on major short video platforms.

Wang Cheng listened and nodded slightly to express his approval.

Xia Xi poured a cup of tea for Wang Cheng without saying anything.

On the stage, Pan Yao's performance gradually came to an end. In the last part, Chang'e flew to the moon and used Wia. Pan Yao flew through the air in white clothes, her skirt was floating, and her expression was complicated...

 The performance is over.

The scene immediately burst into warm applause.

 Many spectators outside thought it was wonderful. They could not usually see such a dance performance.

Although Pan Yao performs in the Nightless City, it does not perform all day long. It only performs three times a week, so it does not happen every day, and not everyone has the opportunity to see it. And this performance of Chang'e flying to the moon is also Pan Yao performed for the first time.

Wang Cheng was also applauding softly, and Wen Yixiao, Zhu Ziqi, An Keru, Wang Hongyi, and Yu Hong also applauded vigorously. They all recognized this dance performance, but there was still some jealousy in their eyes because Pan Yao They got the original poem by Wang Cheng, especially the sentence "Clouds think of clothes, flowers think of faces", which they never dared to dream of.

Many people in the entertainment industry next to her have strange eyes. They can all see that if Pan Yao joins the entertainment industry, she will definitely have the potential to become popular. Just with her dance performance, it is enough to become popular. In addition, she is now praised by Wang Cheng Yun Xiang's clothes and Hua Xiang's appearance will definitely become popular!

Yu Jinghong, who was not far away, said softly: "I wonder if there is a chance to sign this Pan Yao. If you train him well, he may be as good as Wen Yixiao!"

Mo Jinhua next to her nodded in agreement: "Yes, her appearance and temperament are not inferior to Wen Yixiao's. She has a very good figure, and with such dancing ability, it is difficult not to become popular. Now she also got Wang Cheng's words "Yunxiangyishanghuaxiang" Rong’s praise makes everyone jealous.”

Yu Jinghong smiled bitterly, and she felt a little jealous when she saw it.

Yun thinks of clothes and looks like flowers. What woman doesn’t want to receive such a compliment? Or was it a compliment from Wang Cheng?

Qin Shangran, who was not far away, also had some surprises in his expression. He originally thought that the performance prepared by Chang'an might be a cold show, but he didn't expect that Pan Yao gave two performances in succession, both of which were so amazing. They were just more impressive than Wang Cheng's. Chang'e's Flying to the Moon and Dance of the Goddess of the Rosary, which were rehearsed for Wen Yixiao and An Keru, were weaker because they lacked the ethereal fairy spirit of underwater shooting and a bit of artistic conception.

However, in terms of pure dance performance, Pan Yao is better than Wen Yixiao and An Keru.

 Qin Shangran looked at Xia Xi and felt a slight movement in his heart. Without Xia Xi, CCTV would lose a pillar in the future. Why not try poaching Pan Yao to CCTV for training?

After thinking for a while, Qin Shangran suppressed it temporarily, then looked at Wang Jianbin, Zhang Guobin and many other literary figures, frowned slightly, and said softly: "This time they were too quiet! They don't dare to compete with Wang Cheng. , in this case, the program effect will be much worse.”

The director of the program team next to him said: "They may want to wait for the opportunity, wait for Wang Cheng to finish writing, and confirm that Wang Cheng's work is not good, then they will take action. Once Wang Cheng writes a work like the Song of Everlasting Regret just now, they will keep silent and pretend die."

Qin Shangran had no choice but to impose any demands on those in the literary world. He could only leave it at that and asked: "Have the ratings come out?"

The director of the program team shook his head slightly: "It hasn't been released yet. The data here may be a little slower. However, the popularity on the Internet is extremely high. Wang Cheng's two works and Pan Yao's two dance performances were both popular. Circled it, the whole internet is talking about it!"

 Qin Shangran nodded. If it becomes more popular, the ratings will not be low.

Moreover, after the Spring Festival Gala Wang Cheng created a ratings of more than 30 points, Qin Shangran's mentality became much calmer. He knew that no matter how good Wang Cheng was this time, he would not be able to reproduce the ratings of more than 30 points and surpass the last time in Gan. I am very satisfied with the ratings miracle created by Western Satellite TV.

 At this time, the applause gradually subsided.

After Pan Yao flew away again, she returned to the center of the stage and stood next to the host. The host said loudly: "I was so stunned just now that I thought I really saw Fairy Chang'e. Wang Cheng's poem, It’s not an exaggeration at all, the clouds look like clothes and the flowers look like faces!”

Pan Yao smiled sheepishly: "Thank you!"

The host looked at the audience and said: "Well, now we invite a guest to come on stage to write a piece for Chang'e that Pan Yao performed just now. Can anyone come up?"

The camera shows an area where many literary people gather, but many literary people usually stay behind the scenes. Maybe everyone has heard of their names, but basically they have never seen them in person, so even if the camera is shown, most of the audience still don't know. Knowing this group of people, I can only see that these people in the literary world are very silent, and no one wants to come forward!

The host and the program team did not dare to offend this group of people, so the camera glanced over and saw that no one took the initiative. The host also looked at Wang Cheng and said, "Mr. Wang Cheng, do you have any inspiration? Today is the day During the Mid-Autumn Festival, would you like to compose a piece for Chang'e?"

Everyone's eyes turned to Wang Cheng again, and Pan Yao on the stage also stared at Wang Cheng with eyes full of expectation.

Wang Cheng looked at Wang Jianbin and the others. Their eyes were a little dodgey. Then he smiled faintly, stood up and said, "Of course!"

Xia Xi, Wen Yixiao, Wang Hongyi, Yu Hong and others immediately applauded vigorously for Wang Cheng.

 The entire Chinese literary world was silent, except for Wang Cheng.

 It is unprecedented for one person to dominate the entire literary world!

Chen Yuqi spoke very directly and said softly: "They were so wise to protect themselves, but in the end no one was saved, and everyone's face was lost together."

Wang Hongyi said with a wry smile: "The ones who dare to speak out are the dumb ones like us. Now the rest are those who cherish their reputation!"

Tang Yuanpeng, Yang Yi, and Wen Hanyue all nodded in agreement.

Wang Cheng’s first two traditional cultural programs, they all appeared one by one and showed their talents, but they also completely lost to the amazing Wang Cheng, proving that they are not as good as Wang Cheng!

 However, most other people in the literary world do not have this courage. As long as they don't take action and don't lose to Wang Cheng in public, then there will be no loss to Wang Cheng. As soon as Wang Cheng says it, they can forcibly maintain their position, and they can also say that it is a 50-50 draw against Wang Cheng in the future.

 This is also one of the important reasons why there has been no first place in literature since ancient times.

 When a scholar opens his mouth, he can say whatever he wants!

Watching Wang Cheng take the stage, Wen Hanyue said softly: "Wang Cheng's inspiration is really unfathomable. He has written so many masterpieces that have been handed down for generations, and he can still create good works at any time!"

Wang Hongyi, Yu Hong, Chen Yuqi, Wen Hanyue, Tang Yuanpeng, and Yang Yi all nodded in sympathy after hearing this, with expressions of admiration and recognition on their faces.

Not far away, Wang Jianbin, Zhang Guobin, Zhang Yiheng, and the old men were all silent, watching Wang Cheng take the stage seriously.

Once on stage, Pan Yao first extended her hand to Wang Cheng: "Wang Cheng, thank you for your work. This may be the greatest honor in my life."

Wang Cheng glanced at Pan Yao, stretched out his hand and touched Pan Yao's hand gently, and then they separated immediately. He nodded lightly to express his approval, and then stood next to the host. Although Pan Yao's appearance, temperament and figure were amazing, , but Wang Cheng had no idea of ​​taking advantage.

 Pan Yao, on the other hand, had a flash of disappointment in her eyes. She wanted to shake hands with Wang Cheng for a little longer...

The host said to Wang Cheng: "Wang Cheng, someone on the Internet said that today's Chinese literary world can only be saved by you, Mr. Wang Cheng. I used to read it as a joke, but now I think it may become a mantra!"

 The host's words immediately caused the scene to fall into silence again.

 Many people in the literary world have ugly faces, and people in the entertainment industry are very quiet and dare not speak out for fear of getting into trouble.

These words really offended the entire Chinese literary world.

Even Qin Shangran, the powerful deputy director of CCTV, who was backstage, had a serious face at this time and said to the director: "Tell the host to be more careful when he speaks. How dare you say such offending words?"

The director smiled bitterly and said: "Maybe the host wants to please Wang Cheng. I will tell him to be careful when speaking and don't offend others!"

Qin Shangran: "Even if you want to please Wang Cheng, don't offend others. How can we cooperate with others in the future?"

The director hurriedly nodded in agreement and passed the voice to the host's ear through the intercom, asking him to speak more carefully.

Wang Cheng himself did not expect that the host would dare to say such words in front of the entire Chinese literary world. He glanced at the host in slight surprise and then said nothing.

The host received instructions from the backstage and then smiled: "Haha, just kidding. Don't take it seriously. Mr. Wang Cheng, Pan Yao's Chang'e Flying to the Moon just now was very exciting. Are you inspired by this performance?"

Wang Cheng didn't say anything, and walked directly to the table next to him. Of course, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were still there. He picked up the brush and started writing with ink.

Pan Yao once again seized the position to polish the ink for Wang Cheng.

The camera also quickly showed a close-up, and all eyes in the audience were looking at Wang Cheng’s brush!

 I saw Wang Cheng's brush moving rapidly, and two large characters appeared on the white paper.

 It is the word Chang'e!

  It is named after Chang'e.

 Everyone is moved...

However, Wang Cheng's penmanship is comparable to Wang Youjun's running calligraphy.

“The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, the long river is gradually setting and the dawn stars are sinking.”

 “Chang’e should regret stealing the elixir, because the blue sea and blue sky are in her heart every night.”

 An ancient poem with seven character quatrains appears on the page.

Everyone read it quickly and carefully, and the more they read, the more they feel!

Pan Yao recited softly: "Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, the blue sea and blue sky make her heart feel better every night!"

When she rehearsed this dance, she thought in her mind that if she were Chang'e, she would not steal the elixir and fly to the moon to become an immortal, because she would be alone on the moon. Even if she became an immortal, she would still enjoy loneliness. , you will definitely not enjoy it very much. It is better to stay in the world and enjoy happiness. Even if your life is short, happiness is enough!

 So, she said beside Wang Cheng: "If it were me, I would not steal the elixir, but would stay with the person I like and spend my life."

Wang Cheng glanced at Pan Yao and said nothing. Instead, he put away the written song Chang'e and prepared to take it off the stage later.

 The audience also burst into applause at this time!

 All literary figures have eyes that sparkle slightly.

Wang Jianbin clapped his hands gently and said softly: "This Chang'e poem is a normal performance. Although it can be called a masterpiece, it is one level lower than the several ancient poems Wang Cheng wrote before."

Many other people in the literary world nodded in agreement, and many of them were ready to take action.

Wang Cheng's performance level has begun to gradually decline. Is their opportunity coming soon?

Pairs of eyes were staring at Wang Cheng with a halo, looking forward to their chance to take action!

The host just said that today's Chinese literary world needs to be saved by Wang Cheng, but it offended them all. Most people are holding back their breath and want to prove themselves and prove that Wang Cheng is not the only one in today's Chinese literary world. people!

 On the stage, Wang Cheng finished writing and was about to leave the stage.

The host said again: "Mr. Wang Cheng, today is the theme of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the fairy Chang'e flew to the moon just now! Can you write a piece that expresses both the dance performance just now and today's Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Wang Cheng looked at the many literary figures over there who were obviously ready to make a move, and said calmly: "I haven't seen other people's works today, why not let others show them first?"

The host was stunned for a moment. Hearing Wang Cheng's rejection, he smiled and said: "That's right!" Then he looked in the direction of Wang Jianbin and others and asked: "Are there any other guests at the scene who are inspired? Can you translate the dance just now? The performance and today’s Mid-Autumn Festival theme are all reflected? Are there any guests on stage to show off? "

Quiet!

The many anxious glances just now calmed down instantly.

 No one agreed!

 No one came on stage.

Wang Jianbin also remained silent.

 Because, they are still waiting.

"Wang Cheng doesn't dare to write directly, maybe he has no inspiration? We won't go up and see how he ends up. If he writes a random song, then I will go up immediately!"

 A middle-aged man said softly.

 Several people around him agreed.

“Yes, after writing so many masterpieces that have been handed down from generation to generation, my inspiration has come to an end! But, I’ll go first while you wait!”

“I’ll go first. I’ve been thinking about a piece for a long time, and I just had the inspiration to write it today.”

"Let me do it!"

A few people were arguing privately at this time. They all wanted to perform on stage and get the chance to defeat Wang Cheng. That would be great fame and fortune.

 No one came on stage.

The host looked at Wang Cheng again and said with a helpless expression: "Look, Wang Cheng, I just said that the Chinese literary world may still rely on you to save it!"

The host said this sincerely this time, feeling that many people in the literary world cannot afford it.

Backstage, Qin Shangran saw that many people in the literary world remained silent and did not dare to come forward. He did not let the director criticize the host anymore and acquiesced to this sentence. Even if he offended these literary bigwigs, it didn't matter. The worst he could do was to cooperate less in the future, or to Uncooperative.

Wang Cheng looked at the many literary people over there and felt a little disappointed, and then said: "Then it's me who will do it!"

 Finished.

Wang Cheng turned around and stood in front of the desk again.

Pan Yao quickly polished the ink again, her eyes filled with anticipation and a hint of excitement.

 Everyone in the audience craned their necks, wondering what Wang Cheng would write in this piece.

 Many people in the literary world are more focused...

 They are still waiting for a chance to defeat Wang Cheng.

 Perhaps, this is the opportunity they have been waiting for for a long time!