Accompanied by festive and cheerful music, the Spring Festival Gala officially appeared on the screens of thousands of households.
After the host opened the show as usual.
Ushered in the customary choir performance.
Zhou Xing was still a little bit novel at the beginning and watched the show attentively.
As each program passes.
That feeling has long since dissipated, replaced by boredom and boredom.
The same thing.
There is nothing interesting, just the same thing after counting.
Especially on site.
The actors on the stage performed hard, but the audience was indifferent. When the camera swept over, they applauded symbolically and squeezed out a smile. The awkward atmosphere always lingered in the sky.
Zhou Xing turned around and looked at Zhou Jianping and Zhang Lanfang.
Although there were no expressions on their faces, they seemed to have little interest in the program.
Misstep.
Zhou Xing originally thought that the feeling at the scene would be different.
The result was even more torture at the scene.
No wonder the Spring Festival Gala is not as good as every year. In the past, during the Chinese New Year, everyone was actively discussing which program was good to watch, but now they are complaining about which program is the most ugly every year.
If I had known the outcome of this, I might as well just go find my girlfriend.
They are much more interesting than the Spring Festival Gala.
Zhou Xing kept yawning as he clapped along with the audience with a numb look on his face.
............
The Spring Festival Gala continues.
Although the quality of the program is not as good as each year, it has long become a must-have ritual for Chinese people to celebrate the New Year, and there are still many people watching the Spring Festival Gala on time.
Even if it's boring.
While watching, I happily chatted with my family. For them... this is the most precious and warm moment of the year.
It seems pretty good to complain about the show with my family.
soon.
The next program begins.
The camera turned towards the auditorium.
Several hosts appeared from the audience, with smiles on their faces, and used lines that had been rehearsed countless times to introduce the next program.
However.
The audience couldn't help but take a closer look.
Their focus was not on the host, but on the young man sitting there.
Rubbed his eyes.
I realized that I was not wrong.
Weekly trip!
It's really him!
Under the lens, Zhou Xing only occupies less than a quarter of the position, belonging to the corner.
But they could still see clearly that Zhou Xing was holding his chin with both hands, with a numb face, as if he was enduring great pain.
Contradiction is written all over it.
"I didn't expect that my husband would also go to the Spring Festival Gala."
"Hahahahaha... This look is simply the reality of the world."
"He is probably doubting life now, who am I, where am I, and what am I doing."
"My husband is pitiful. He looks so helpless in this life. It is estimated that this will have an indelible impact on his young mind for the rest of his life."
"I really feel the same way. For the Spring Festival Gala, I felt embarrassed for them even through the screen. I didn't know what the director was thinking, let alone Zhou Xing. He was actually sitting in the front row, facing each other. The impact is coming.”
"I guess he will regret why he went to the Spring Festival Gala."
"............"
Zhou Xing's fame resounded throughout China.
There were few people he didn’t know, but now he suddenly appeared at the Spring Festival Gala.
They weren't surprised either.
Ordinary people can't go to the scene. For him, a top second-generation rich man with the title of honorary academician, it is not too simple.
The key is.
Zhou Xing's expression was indeed a bit too real.
He made no secret of his dislike for the Spring Festival Gala program.
It won the sympathy of the audience.
The discussion about Zhou Xing became lively in an instant. Although the scene only lasted a few seconds, it was watched by countless people.
It didn't take long.
The few seconds that his footage appeared were widely circulated on the Internet.
Barely ten minutes.
Zhou Xing became a hot search topic.
Then the speed of increase is jaw-dropping.
Wang Xiaocong forwarded the relevant report with the following comment: "Brother, why are you so obsessed with going to the scene?"
In an instant, the entry "Zhou Xingsheng has no love" surpassed all the hot searches about the Spring Festival Gala and climbed straight to the first place.
Netizens discussed it endlessly.
Because discussing these is far more exciting than the Spring Festival Gala.
Many people squatted in front of the TV, wanting to see if Zhou Xing would still appear in the camera.
This also led to...the ratings of the Spring Festival Gala to increase a lot.
.............
Zhou Xing was shocked. He had no idea what was happening on the Internet.
People were sitting on site, and hot searches came from the sky.
But the Spring Festival Gala is indeed a bit too boring for him.
Ha Qie couldn't stop it.
How could this apparently cheerful program have such a strong hypnotic effect?
He turned to look at Zhou Jianping and Zhang Lanfang.
Zhou Jianping and Zhang Lanfang noticed Zhou Xing's gaze, and both showed a lukewarm smile on their faces.
The smile seemed to be saying.
It's your choice, idol.
Zhou Xing could only smile awkwardly. He didn't know the result, otherwise he wouldn't have come if he was beaten to death.
The blame is on Zhou Dingshan, who gave me tickets to the Spring Festival Gala if nothing happened.
Suddenly I felt that spending New Year's Eve with a bunch of strangers there, exchanging glasses of wine, just trying to make ends meet... seems to be a very good choice, at least it's much better than sitting here now, just like a bunch of other people.
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............
The audience was eagerly waiting for the Zhou Xing scene to appear again.
It's just that they were disappointed.
The program went on for a long time, and although the camera swept over the audience seats, it was not the area where Zhou Xing was.
They can only choose to chat with their families again and occasionally pay attention to the TV.
soon.
The Spring Festival Gala is about to come to an end.
It was almost counting down to twelve o'clock, but Zhou Xing's shot never appeared again.
The audience couldn't help but complain a little.
This photographer doesn't know what they really want to see?
But think about it.
If you really knew what they were looking at, you wouldn't take pictures like this to fool them.
Just when they thought Zhou Xing would not appear in the camera again.
The camera suddenly panned.
It landed on the front row of the audience.
The audience immediately became excited. They searched along the screen and immediately saw Zhou Xing.
But at this time, Zhou Xing was sitting on a chair, with his hands crossed, his head lowered, his eyes closed, and breathing evenly.