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Early in the morning, Fan Wubing and Fan Ting's sister and brother came to CCTV and found Lao Chen.

"Good leadership!" Fan Wuyi opened the door of the office and said to Old Chen grinning.

Old Chen was busy in the dark. It was the end of the year, and there were so many things. He was stuck in the middle of the pile of reports and was trying to figure it out. He suddenly heard the voice of Fan Wuyi, scratched his somewhat messy head, and raised his head. Asked, "President Fan! Why did you come here?"

"Didn't you let me find the crew of the Spring Festival Gala? What if I don't come here?" Fan Wuyao rolled his eyes.

"Oh ha ha—" Old Chen remembered it, and saw that Fan Ting was there, and said embarrassingly, "Hey! You see this, it’s all because I didn’t make it clear. This year’s Spring Festival Gala changed places, Huang Guide them all over there now. Should I contact the car first and ask them to send you there?"

Worker body? No impression! Although Fan Wubing had been in Beijing for half a year, he never cared about anything other than making money. Of course, he didn't know where the workers were.

But when it comes to moving the Spring Festival Gala to the Workers' Stadium, which brain-dead idea is this?

Because Fan Wubing and Fan Ting Gao didn't know the specific location, they waited for Old Chen to arrange a car, pulled the two people up, and went straight to the worker's body.

"Why didn't you do it in the studio this year?" Fan Wubing asked when he saw that the driver was a young man in his twenties. "Who knows, if the leader gets nervous, we have to run and break our legs. It is said that we can sell a lot of tickets. Who knows? No one can tell about the leader's affairs—" the driver said depressedly.

Oh, is it because you want to make some income? The business of the Walkman this year has not been very good, and profits have shrunk significantly, and the best profitable period has already passed. Humidifiers are sold at small profits in China, and the profits are not large, so Fan Wuyi didn't bother to advertise anymore. As for Jianlibao, he did a few advertisements and continued to cooperate with CCTV. However, this is already an industry in which Fan Wubing personally takes the lead. Fan Wubing hasn't intended to be too public for the time being, so he did not intend to continue sponsoring the Spring Festival Gala.

For the Spring Festival Gala advertisements for three consecutive years, the goal seems to be too big, so Fan Wuyao decided to take a rest this year. Things for next year will be decided next year. It's a bit too early to talk about it now.

Not long after, the car drove outside of the worker's body. The driver may have been running here frequently recently, so he was familiar with the road, and directly led Fan Wuyao and Fan Ting to the director's station.

"Teacher Xiao Fan. You are so good!" The director was looking at the venue, and seeing Fan Wubing coming, he couldn't help but feel very happy, and smiled and greeted him.

"Who is this person? Why did Director Huang go to meet him in person when he was young?" Several actors nearby were also watching the venue. Seeing Director Huang attaches so much importance to the visitor, he couldn't help but feel very curious.

In addition, some people are a bit familiar with the disease. "I remember. It was the siblings who had sponsored the Spring Festival Gala for the past two years. I remember them clearly. Do you think they are?"

"That's right, but they guess they are representatives of that manufacturer, right? It seems that they are not very old, and are they here to sponsor the Spring Festival Gala again this year?" someone asked.

"Who knows, maybe it is!" everyone whispered.

Director Huang has always attached great importance to Fan Wubing, especially since he put forward a lot of clear opinions and rectification methods to the Spring Festival Gala crew at the beginning. Although there are only a few, they are indeed effective. The Spring Festival Gala has become one of the most important links that everyone is eagerly looking forward to every New Year's Eve.

"Haha, Director Huang, it's been another year, hello!" Fan Wubing smiled and shook Director Huang's hand.

Dao Huang clasped Fan Wu's hand tightly, and said with some emotion. "I haven't seen it in a year. I have grown a lot longer, but my old man's back has hunched a lot!"

"Old Ji Fu Xing. Aspiration for thousands of miles. Director Huang is in his prime, and when he gets results, the audiences all over the country will be disappointed to say such things." Fan Wubing replied with a smile.

"Don't mention these, let's take a look at the scene of this Spring Festival Gala." Director Huang led Fan Wubing and Fan Ting in.

The Workers’ Gymnasium was built in 1961, and since then it has been an important venue for large-scale events in Beijing. The building area is about 40,000 square meters, with one basement level and four floors above the ground. The overall form is circular and the ceiling is spokes. The type suspension cable structure, with a span of 94 meters, is a classic example of this structure. Despite the long construction time, many design concepts and structures have iconic significance.

"Why did you choose here this year?" Fan Wubing felt a little strange. How convenient it is to have a studio. Although the place is big enough, it is also too big. It is estimated that there are more than 10,000 seats in it. There are few people, but watching the party, it seems that the place is too spacious, and it is difficult for him to imagine what the people behind can see.

A staff member next to Director Huang explained, “Everyone saw the National Day military parade this year, and the Los Angeles Olympic Games were held in the United States. So I chose the Workers’ Gymnasium."

"Oh." Fan Wubing didn't say anything, but just looked at the equipment on the spot.

The equipment at the scene was very simple. Because the conditions could not keep up, the crew did not even have a walkie-talkie, and the command relied on wired headphones. The signal was intermittent and the effect was very poor. There was a big problem in unified scheduling. The technical conditions are very backward, such as brightening the auditorium, it is difficult to change the color. The color films are all above the lights, tens of meters above the ground, and they can’t be turned even if they want to turn their heads. They are very primitive.

Another big problem is that the scene is too cold, and heating is a problem in such a big place. Especially Fan Wuyi glanced at everyone on the scene. They were basically wrapped in green military coats, all shrunk. It has to be like a monkey.

"How is this place?" Director Huang asked.

"Large is big enough, but there is no merit other than big." Fan Wuyao replied directly.

"Oh? Why do you say that?" Director Huang was very surprised.

Originally, he approached Fan Wuyi, hoping to take advantage of his advanced concept of on-site coordination, find problems in the show, and criticize some flaws in the live broadcast process. From the experience of the previous two Spring Festival Gala, Fan Wu The opinion of the disease is very important and correct.

But this time I totally negated the live broadcast. Isn't it a bit too much?

Seeing the confusion of Huang Dao and others. Fan Wubing began to literacy for everyone. "The Spring Festival Gala is different from general large-scale events. It is not about pomp, not momentum, not crowded, not crowded, but to create a warm home feeling, which is in line with us. Chinese people are traditional. Therefore, the space for live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala should not be too large, even if it is a studio. The Spring Festival Gala is an occasion where family affection is very strong, I can see you. You can also see me, you can see when I raise my eyebrows , It doesn’t feel difficult. And the host’s connection will be on stage and off stage for a while, and it will be in front of you in two steps, and it will feel very warm, um. Humane

Director Huang and others nodded their heads after hearing this. In the past few days when I came to Gongti to familiarize themselves with the environment, I always felt uncomfortable. At this time, when Fan Wuyao said this, I thought it was like this.

Fan Wubing went on to say, "The Spring Festival Gala and the military parade are different from the Olympics. It can be said to be completely different! The military parade and the Olympics are large-scale events. They show national prestige and national strength. So the venue for the military parade and the Olympics is the bigger the better, the more the number of participants, the better, the more diverse the guests watching the ceremony, the stronger the deterrence, the effect is obvious! But the Spring Festival Gala is like a family banquet, a small scale Gathering of friends. It’s warm and beautiful. It’s not a year to gather together to lively and lively, and there are lots of people. The venue is big. But the taste changes."

Everyone nodded, but Dao Huang frowned again. "The reason is like this, but the choice of this place is not our final decision. The above arrangement is like this, what can I do?"

Fan Wubing shrugged, his expression disapproving.

In fact, this is the current situation in China. Many things are layman leaders and experts. If you don't understand, you have to point your fingers, as if you can really speak 10,000 words against others. Fan Wubing is most disgusted with this. When it comes to back decades ago, didn't everyone run around the street wearing crotch pants? Now that you are in a good position, you have to be like two to five or eighty thousand, as if you are really the reincarnation of Wenquxing? !

"Furthermore, there is a problem. The on-site contact is inconvenient. The distance between the backstage and the front desk is too long. This is also easy to cause a problem, that is, there will be problems with the connection between the program and the program, and some of the mystery that should cause a sensation will be weakened, and If the stage is too big, the effects of big performance programs will be discounted. For example, Chen Peisi's sketches are originally good, but from such a distance, apart from seeing Chen Peisi's bald head, what else can you see?" Fan Wubing pointed out another big problem.

At this time, everyone's mood was not too high, and I deeply felt that changing the location of the Spring Festival Gala to Gongti was really a failed decision.

In the end, Fan Wubing came to a conclusion unceremoniously, "In a word, if the Spring Festival Gala is held in the Workers' Sports, it will definitely make a mess, and the people of the whole country will be dissatisfied. Just wait for an apology on the news broadcast!"

Upon hearing Fan Wubing's words, Director Huang's face immediately became like a bitter gourd.

I don't know how the local people of CCTV specifically discussed it, and finally decided to set the scene of the Spring Festival Gala in the Workers' Stadium.

Huang Daodi was a little depressed. Fan Wuyi's words made him fully aware that this year's Spring Festival Gala was not destined to be a complete success. However, the commands pressed from above made him have to concentrate all his energy to prepare. It was really contradictory. .

Fan Ting’s singing is settled. After all, the old Fan family’s genetics are still very good. Otherwise, there will be no freak like Fan Wubing. Fan Ting’s voice is more suitable for singing this kind of campus song.

After the directors listened to Fan Ting's audition, they all felt good, and they also thought that as the composer of the song "Childhood", Fan Ting was a more suitable choice to sing this song, and the audience would buy it.

As for the newly created song that Fan Wubing said, it was naturally plagiarized, but after listening to Fan Wubing’s idea and audition, the directors all applauded and unanimously decided to add this song to the party as a key track. Arrange in prime time.

"Oh, but when I think about the venue, I have a headache. If I can't do it this year, I will definitely have to carry the black pot!" Huang Dao was a little discouraged, knowing that he could not do it, but it would have to be hard. Go into battle with your scalp shirtless.

Hey, Fan Wubing sighed, thinking that seeing Lao Huang as a scapegoat is really a bit unreasonable. It seems that he has to help him with the knife himself, so he asked, "Director Huang, if you call for some popular singing now Singer of the song, hurry up to rehearse a song, do you think there is still enough time?"

Director Huang was stunned for a moment, but immediately realized that Fan Wubing was going to help him, so he was overjoyed and said, "There must be time. There are still a lot of singers here in Beijing. It can be convened, but this song has to pass the above review."

Director Huang said this very positively. There are a lot of singers in BeiDiao, most of them are in mixed venues. They can show their faces on the biggest show in the country like the Spring Festival Gala, but they can't be happy yet! At that time, there will be too many people, not too few people. However, there are some problems with the arrangement of the songs. Most of the programs have been arranged now. If you want to change it, you must approve it. Otherwise, the director will not be able to take the lead.

Fan Wubing waved his hand, "The song is okay, I won't do anything too outrageous. I'll figure out the lyrics later, let my sister help compose a song, and then try the effect, you guys. Use it as appropriate, or treat it as if I didn’t say anything if it’s inappropriate."

"The sooner the better!" Director Huang smiled so that his mouth was grinning under his ears.

I asked the staff for paper and pen~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Fan Wubing began to recall the familiar melody. It took a few minutes to write the lyrics, and then she hid away with her old sister Fan Ting. He hummed and asked Fan Ting to write down the tune, which was more than half an hour, and finally got the lyrics and music done.

"It looks good." Director Huang looked at the lyrics and commented.

"It sounds even better." Fan Wubing replied grimly.

Director Huang smiled awkwardly, "Haha, this time I owe you the favor of Tianda. Would you like to arrange a few text ads for you on the spot? I will talk to the leader about this, and it is probably not a big problem. ."

Fan Wuyao nodded and said, "Okay! I will sponsor hundreds of thousands more to save the leaders from saying that you haven't done your best!"

This is a surprise. Everyone thought that Fan Wubing was not going to pay any money this year, because he criticized this for nothing, but he didn't expect to throw hundreds of thousands of sponsorships while he was talking. think.

After returning to the house temporarily placed in the s club, Zhang Mei immediately told Fan Wuyi that it was Qiu Baohua who called him again.