() Found the way home!

"Every morning, you wake up naturally at 7:30, and the wind chimes ring again, and the clouds are very light..."

When Chen Fang came back from morning exercise, he hummed a song and walked home, several women at home had already gotten up. Qin Mohan was doing Pilates in his practice uniform, while Shen Qingyi was guiding Jin Yaran to do yoga movements. The harmony and warmth of getting along.

Looking at Jin Yaran with a painful expression, Chen Fang couldn't help but say, "Mom, Yaran is in the development stage now. Do you need to learn yoga?"

"What do you know? Girls must maintain their body shape from the development stage so that they will not distort their figure when adolescence comes, and become hunched with their chests and hunchbacks, and have a pear buttocks."

"Ah, Aunt Qing, so serious? I want to continue practicing, I can bear it." Hearing Shen Qingyi's statement, Jin Yaran, who loves beauty, said: "Aunt Qing, you will teach me a few moves later."

"This is not necessary. You have to go step by step. Too much is not too much. First, practice these basic movements proficiently, and then practice more complicated things."

"Mom, you guys come over to have breakfast after exercise. I bought soy sauce at the entrance of the alley. I wonder if you can still get used to this taste."

Although Jin Yaran is a native Yanjing girl, she has no love for bean juice; Qin Mohan can barely accept it now, but it is only half a bowl; Shen Qingyi carefully savored it when she took the first sip, and then soaked a burnt circle bought by Shen Fang and slowly savored it.

A bowl of bean juice and a burnt circle, Shen Qingyi wiped her mouth with a tissue: "I don't know if it's because everyone is not used to the original flavor now, or the craftsmanship has been changed, and the taste of this bean juice is a little light."

Chen Fang agreed and said, "Yes, the soy sauce from Lao Ding's house on the Temple of Heaven is authentic. When we were young, we often walked to have breakfast. I will get up tomorrow morning and buy some for you."

"No, it's just right to drink this. No need to be so troublesome. I'll drink some to find the taste." Shen Qingyi hurriedly stopped her son.

"Mom, Mo Han and I are going to the TV station to attend the rehearsal in the morning. What are your arrangements?"

"You don't have to worry about me anymore. Xiao Hui will come here later. We are going shopping."

Hearing Chen Fang's words, Yaran looked at him and Qin Mohan with anticipation: "Brother, can you and Sister Mohan take me there?"

Chen Fang and Qin Mohan looked at each other and said, "Go with it, but don't run around."

In the morning, it was a business car driven by Li Hui and Zhou Qi, and Cheng Yue followed Chen Fang's instructions to inquire about the situation of the neighbor next door to the east.

"Director Ha, hello. I am Qin Mohan." After Shen Fang and Ha Wen greeted Professor Jin Jin, Qin Mohan greeted Ha Wen with a little restrained attitude.

"Hello Mo Han." Ha Wen, who had been busy for many days, simply responded to the two of them. The closer the Spring Festival, the more pressure she was on, which was a big test for her.

Jin Yaran, who followed Chen Fang and the others in, looked around first, and then walked out from behind Chen Fang after seeing the familiar Professor Jin. He excitedly said hello to Professor Jin: "Hello, Grandpa Jin."

Professor Jin saw Ya and said excitedly: "Oh, this is not our little princess, you are here too. Welcome."

Director Harry also has to do a language program review. Today is the fourth final review. The relevant leaders in the station will come over, so they said hello to Chen Fang and left in a hurry. Now the review of song programs is left to Professor Jin. Professor Chen Jiejin led by Professor Chen Jiejin to the CCTV No. 1 studio, and asked while walking: "Teacher, how effective the rehearsals were in Weiwei and Teacher Zhang yesterday? Are the station satisfied?"

Professor Jin said happily: "I must be satisfied. It has traditions, popularity, and can promote positive energy. Several leaders in the stage thought it was very good after listening to it. They praised Lao Zhang and the other old guys. How are you preparing for the program with Mo Han? And have you thought about how to express your piano song?"

"Teacher, my song has been reorganized. I saw the sketch "Mr." between Teacher Cai and Teacher Pan in the previous program. Although I don't know what the storyline is, since Director Ha arranged this way, the content must be connected. So after the show ended, Mo Han and I appeared on the stage of the host's lyrics link. The two played "Early Summer Nocturne" as accompaniment. After the lyrics were completed, I naturally jumped to the song accompaniment, and then Qin Mo Han started to sing solo."

Professor Jin agrees: "This idea is good, and I watched the rehearsal of their sketch and was deeply touched. The story of Teacher Pan who staged a story about his memory with the dean of the nursing home in order to restore his wife's memory. Alas, the elderly will be lonely day by day, and finally they will lean on each other. Only their own husbands will grow old together."

When we arrived at the studio, Chen Fang and Qin Mohan discovered that the number one studio was not as big as seen on TV. The effects seen on TV were all the effects of directors and editing. Moreover, the seats in the studio were actually no different from those in the cinema. There was only four or five meters of space in front of the seats. It was probably the round table seats during the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala, and the exclusive seats for some advanced workers and workers from various industries.

There are still people rehearsing on the stage now. Professor Jin asked Chen Fang and his friends to wait in the seat for a while. He wanted to go to the host and director team to discuss Chen Fang's proposal just now.

Jin Yaran sat in the seat and looked around, curious, and asked Chen Fang: "Brother, can I come with you during the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala?"

"I'll come and ask the teacher later. The Spring Festival Gala does not sell tickets. It's basically free tickets. I'll see if I can ask for a few tickets."

Qin Mohan suggested on the side: "If possible, she will bring Erya and she will definitely like it."

"Hello, are you Mr. Chen?" Chen Jie said hello from beside him as he talked to Qin Mohan and Yaran. Chen Fang turned around and saw a man who was about the same age as himself, with colorful hair dyed and a big T-shirt blouse on his body.

"Hello. I am Chen Fang. Are you?" Chen Fang felt the man look familiar, and carefully identified him, and said happily: "Zhang Wei! Haha, long time no see!"

"Mr. Chen, have we seen it?" Da Zhang Wei looked confused.

Just as Chen Fang and his friends entered the studio, Da Zhang Wei had just finished the rehearsal. After stepping down, the agent Liu Ying specifically called Da Zhang Wei aside and pointed at Chen Fang and Qin Mohan and asked him to take the initiative to say hello.

He knew Chen Fang's identity, the boss of the Wild Fox Film and Television Company, a big name in the circle. However, Zhang Wei was not very happy about the agent's request to take the initiative to chat. He didn't have much interaction with their film and television circles. In the past two years, with the disbandment of the Huaer Band, his songs were caught in the storm of plagiarism. This Spring Festival Gala was also because director Hawen was thinking about his old love. The agent Liu Ying had already worked hard for his career and really didn't want to watch this woman continue to be haggard. He thought it was an encounter-style greeting, but he didn't expect that what surprised Zhang Wei was that the other party knew him.

Chen Fang looked at Da Zhang Wei in a daze and reminded: "You really don't remember it? At Midi Music Festival in 2006, we drank together. Fatty Song, Wan Xiaoquan, I, with a few people from your band, at Changping's big bearded sheep and scorpion, you almost threw the pot over the pot."

"Ah! Are you Xiao Yezi?" Da Zhang Wei asked uncertainly.

Chen Fang was embarrassed: "Can you not call this name, like a eunuch?"

"Haha, it wasn't intentional." Zhang Wei said embarrassedly: "I remember you were thin and tall at the time, but why are you so different in your image now?"

"It is better to die on the road in battle than lying at home. Life is tormenting life." Chen Fang looked at him and said, "Do you still remember this sentence? At that time, you said this sentence loudly after drinking, which left a deep impression on me."

"No, I've been your life mentor?" Zhang Wei laughed at himself: "I just tossed too much."

"What's wrong? What's the hurdle?" Chen Fang asked Zhang Wei to sit down, and then introduced Qin Mohan next to him to know him.

Zhang Wei also introduced the agent Liu Ying beside him to Chen Fang. Although he introduced him as an agent, Chen Fang saw the hands tightly under the two, and knew that the relationship between the two was not as simple as the surface. Da Zhang Wei sighed: "Young man is not frivolous, but lie down for half a year. I was too crazy at the beginning, and it only started to lie dormant in the past two years."

At this time, a staff member came to inform Chen Fang and the others to go on stage to rehearse. Chen Fang hugged Da Zhang Wei, and then greeted Qin Mohan, who was whispering to Jin Yaran, to perform on stage together. Chen Fang said to Da Zhang Wei: "People don't lose their passion because they get older, but they get older because they lose their passion. This sentence was what you said on the stage, and I hope you still remember it." Then he waved his hand and made a hand to contact him later: "Let's chat later, and go to my place to drink when you have time."

"I didn't expect you to know Mr. Chen. I haven't heard you say it before." As the few people walked away, the agent Liu Ying asked Zhang Wei curiously.

"I didn't recognize him as the singer Jin Ye who had just passed away at the music festival." Da Zhang Wei shook his head and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You also know how arrogant we were back then. After "Hesheshe" became popular, we didn't take anyone seriously. At that time, he was taciturn again."

As he said that, Zhang Wei fell into deep thought: "It was a coincidence that one day. After the concert ended, Wan Xiaoquan and Fatty Song were the host and invited us to eat the scorpion. At that time, he was tall and thin, with one left, and stood aside with a guitar on his back, and did not talk to others. He was quite arrogant. When Fatty Song introduced him, he just nodded. When he was drinking, Shi Xiaoyu looked at him carrying a guitar and mocked him a few words, saying that he knew how to play the guitar, so he carried a guitar on his back. He brought a solo who was climaxing in "Chakong Dance" on the spot, which made Xiaoyu unable to get out of Taiwan and almost wanted to do all the martial arts."

Liu Ying said, "I didn't expect you to be acquainted with each other."

"He definitely can't beat my brother, my brother is very good at fighting." At this time, Jin Yaran, who had been listening to him all the time, suddenly interrupted.

"Ah!" Zhang Wei then found that the little girl next to him was sitting there with two seats, and said embarrassedly: "Sorry, I didn't mean to say bad things to Mr. Chen."

"Who is Mr. Chen?" Liu Ying asked carefully from the side.

"He is my brother, a father's. It's okay, please continue." Jin Yaran waved his hand at magnanimously: "My brother is not that stingy. Besides, I want to know what my brother was like before."

Zhang Wei and Liu Ying looked at each other helplessly.

On the stage, Chen Fang and Qin Mohan walked first under the leadership of deputy director Zhao Lin.

"Mr. Chen, Miss Qin..." As soon as Zhao Lin spoke, Chen Fang interrupted him and said, "Brother Zhao, don't be so arrogant. We have known each other for many years, so you should call me Xiaoye. A few days ago, I was talking to your old man in the college."

"Haha, then I'll be a traitor." Zhao Lin smiled. His father Zhao Jiping is the dean of Chang'an Conservatory of Music and an honorary professor of the China Conservatory of Music. He is good friends with Professor Jin. He was also called home two days ago by Professor Jin to comment on Shen Fang's piano music.

Since you are already familiar with it, you don’t need to be too serious. Zhao Lin said to the two: “At the end of the sketch “Mr.”, you will rise to the stage with Miss Qin on this lifting platform. Be sure to pay attention. When the prompt sounds in the headset, you will start playing. The host’s lyrics are about two minutes, which is about the end of your first bar. At that time, you can seize the time yourself and start playing the song accompaniment.”

"Brother Zhao, why don't we go through the scene first." Chen Fang looked at Qin Mohan who was a little nervous and comforted her: "Don't worry, although the Spring Festival Gala is a live broadcast, there is actually a delay. If something goes wrong, the director will cut into the pre-recorded screen."

"That's right, Mo Han, don't worry. Get familiar with the process today." Zhao Lin also comforted him: "You have to record it with makeup on the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month. If you go through the motions again, you will basically not make any mistakes."

The rehearsal took nearly half an hour to end. Although it was just a simple song, it required the coordination and cooperation of multiple departments of lighting, sound engineers and props.

After listening to Chen Fang and Qin Mohan playing this song "Early Summer Nocturne", Zhao Lin, who has been engaged in music arrangement, couldn't help but exclaim: "No wonder my old man praised your kid's talent and kept saying that you have gone wrong. If you can concentrate on music creation, you will definitely achieve great things."

Chen Fang scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "Brother Zhao, you also know that music creation depends on inspiration and you can't work behind closed doors. If I hadn't been outside for so many years, I wouldn't have compiled this song."

Zhao Lin sighed: "Yes, I often feel that my talents are exhausted and I can't create. It seems that I really should learn from you and go out for a walk."
Chapter completed!