C83 Do You Want to Watch the Spring Festival Gala?

"The taste of the year is pouring down, and I am willing to brand it with warmth in the depths of my memory. Times write fashion into different thoughts, welcoming similarly festive people, but they are thinking about different year cycles. " - - - Rolling poems.

February 2013, six or nine years in spring. The people on both sides of the East River, along with the people of the country, welcomed this New Year's Eve. No matter how many people had a richer life and more and more variety of entertainment, On the Internet and offline, they were muttering about the less and less pleasant feeling of the New Year, but they were all hoping for a happy reunion. Looking back at the bumpy and fulfilling past, looking forward to a happy future with no regrets. . . Their positive thoughts were almost the same!

"Chengjian, how many years have it been before we returned to our country to have a happy reunion?"

On New Year's Eve, Grandma Xia insisted on leaving the hospital. Ni Chengjian took her to the villa. Lan Jialin had instructed Xia Jianqing in advance to book the New Year's Eve Gift Bag from the old brand restaurant. At this time, she was unpacking the packaging of the semi-finished dishes. He was busy cooking, stir-frying, stewing, and cooking in the kitchen. Xia Yanju took the yellow wine that Summer Thorned Green had bought from the north bank during the day and opened a bottle. He poured it into a glass cup and happened to see the news about the Spring Festival Gala on the news broadcast. He hurriedly handed the golden amber cup to Ni Chengjian and Xia Binqing, sighing with emotion.

"Dad, is this thing delicious? You didn't order me to buy this!" Xia Thorned Green sniffed the yellow wine in the cup. She frowned, but still took out her phone to take a picture. "Living in seclusion" rarely pushed out traditional things. She wondered if Rao Lina was interested in having a nostalgic theme every now and then in the New Year. How many people in the fan group liked this kind of content?

"Qingqing, you don't understand!" Ni Chengjian smiled and sighed. He raised his glass to Xia Yanju and said, "In the past, when we didn't go abroad, it was already a very happy thing for your father and I to drink some Wuxiang peanuts, boiled mung beans, and fried fish by your grandfather's side!"

"Tsk tsk, that kind of life was too boring!" Xia Jianqing had almost forgotten the time. He could only vaguely remember the time when his grandfather occasionally cooked the Rib Bone Noodles and fried eggs. They were always so fragrant, and his grandfather had always had a kind look on his face, allowing him to eat and drink alone. . .

"Our country has really developed. The current younger generation probably can't remember or simply haven't experienced that kind of life!" Xia Yanju took a sip of the yellow wine from the cold plate that Lan Jialing had brought over. From the simple and mellow taste, he missed the years that were hard to erase.

"That's right! In the past, it was said that 'once every five years, it will change drastically in ten years'. But our country is now innovating every year, and it is different every year! " Grandma Xia sat on the sofa and watched as her children and grandchildren gathered together. She was delighted in her heart. "So. . . Don't think that I'll bring you overseas. I'll stay in Dongjiang New City. Look at the changes and development here! I don't believe it - the district government will ignore the needs of the elderly residents? "

" My lady, I've already posted your post on the Internet regarding your emergency illness and the difficulty of finding medical resources in the surrounding areas. " Summer Thorned Green bit his duck wing. He proudly said, "You don't know. . . How many residents and posts online all help me to appeal. . . They want professional medical power to be introduced as soon as possible. I estimate that there must have been staff from the department who saw it. If the hospital opens next year, I have done a great deed!"

"Stinking brat, you want to play tricks on me? If I'm awake. . . I definitely won't let you post such a post!" Grandma Xia patted her nephew's shoulders with all her might. "Minister Fan specially rushed to the hospital to see me a few days ago. She said that she had combined with the District Civil Affairs Department to analyze the population structure of East River New City and submitted it to Secretary Jiang and District Chief Jiang. They brought the data and headed straight to the City Health Department to coordinate the resources. Even if this hospital is opened, it won't be your credit! "

" Good, good, good, then it's your credit for being ill, okay? " Xia Thorqing stretched out his hand and pulled the blanket that slid down the old man's leg. "Then I'll post another post at the end. " The old man is in a hurry to get sick, highlighting the urgent need for medical treatment in the new city. The district government places great importance on finding resources and channels! "

"Qingqing, stop messing around! If you anger me, I won't forgive you! " Xia Yanju rushed to pull Xia Thorn to his side. "Later, accompany us to watch the Spring Festival Gala. "

"Ah?" Summer Thorned Green accidentally ate a pepper. Even his head was numb. "Who's looking at that now, young people?"

Ni Chengjian laughed, "Why aren't there any more young people watching the Spring Festival Gala? On the plane that I came back from, a young couple was still muttering, 'How's the Spring Festival Gala this year?' No matter what, it was still a year. "

"Tsk tsk, they're 'endangered people waiting to be protected'. They are too small. How many young people can watch more than half of the Spring Festival Gala now? Dad. . . Uncle, later. I'll recommend a good show on the Internet for you guys. At this moment, I wish you all the best in your New Year's work. Make as much money as you can!" Xia Thorn raised his hand and swallowed the mouthful of yellow wine. He had to quickly exchange for Bordeaux red wine, or else. . . This New Year's Eve dinner was also very sad!

"Hey, Qingqing, why did I hear that there's an 'Internet Spring Festival Gala' now?" Lan Jialing came out with the Eight Treasures Duck.

"Hi, Mom, we finally have someone who hasn't left the era!" Summer Thorned Green gave his mother a thumbs up. "Who did you hear that from?"

"I went to buy eggs in a straight line car today. Big Sister Hu said that it was her daughter, Miss Xiaoz, who told them that she had seen two episodes. It was quite interesting!"

"What's called 'Internet Spring Festival Gala'?" The other elders were curious.

"This, I recommended it on the website and on my blog last year. " Xia Thorned Green picked the Eight Treasures from the duck and gave it to Grandma Xia. "It's based on the current development trend and advantages of the Internet, in order to realize the cultural, international, online, interactive and novel nature of the Spring Festival Gala. With the Annual Internet Popularity Leaderboard as a lead, combined with the popular online programs, interesting performances, and interactions with the netizens that the people are happy to see, Celebrities, celebrities, and internet celebrities that the public likes will go on stage to film, and then the National Internet Television Station will broadcast it simultaneously with hundreds of websites. "

"Our country still has such a Spring Festival Gala? This is the era of literature and literature! " Ni Chengjian praised, "When I went abroad, our network had just begun. "

" What is this? " Xia Jianqing had originally admired his uncle, who had always been single and fashionable, but he didn't expect him to be so old. "Netizens at home and abroad can not only watch online television, mobile television, IP television, and public television in China, but can also download the app to watch the gala. At the same time, they can also scan the 2D code to participate in real-time interaction. After the prizes are drawn, the edited version will be broadcasted in the Golden Spring Festival of Central TV Station, Finance Channel, variety Channel, and China International Channel! "

"Oh, that's great! Then I will definitely go online to take a look. " Ni Chengjian was excited and clinked glasses with Xia Yanju, "I estimate that this evening party should be filled with youth. The combination of modern fashion and traditional culture is suitable for a senior brother like me. Qingqing, why don't you accompany me?"

"Uncle is so narcissistic, you've already passed 'five'!" Xia Jianqing was disgusted.

"Our Qingqing will definitely accompany me to watch the traditional Spring Festival Gala this year. Kid, you're fashionable. But your soul still adheres to our China tradition. You have never forgotten to show filial piety to your elders. Right? " After drinking a cup of yellow wine, Xia Yanju felt his whole body warm up. He cast a sidelong glance at his son, who felt uncomfortable all over, and secretly laughed. "According to the news, there is also an interactive segment on the Internet. Do you want to join in with Dad? "

"Dad, spare me!" Worried, Xia Jianqing picked up his wine glass and went to find Lan Jialing. "If you keep doing this, I'll go back to the north bank and live there!"

Most of the residents of East River New City were facing the television, waiting to watch the Spring Festival Gala. Xinzi and her parents sat awkwardly at Duke Hu Ah's table.

According to the tradition of the Duke of Hu's family, it was necessary to have dinner together during the New Year's Eve dinner in the East River. However, the harmonious atmosphere at the table was not balanced.

Xinzi had gotten used to it over the years. He quietly sat in a corner and looked at the dishes that other people did not often eat. He hurriedly filled his stomach and then sat down to wait for the dishes to be cleaned and washed.

But this year, she saw that her parents had also encountered the same awkwardness. The feeling in her heart was even less like the fragrant dishes on the table. Elder Hu's family did not welcome the return of distant relatives much. Apart from the formalities of the ceremony, the sense of superiority of the permanent residents of East River City showed that they were naturally contemptuous and indifferent towards the border immigrants.

Xin Yilu was simple and honest. He did not understand nor did he care. Every time he talked about the interesting events of the new year at the border, Aunt Hu would quickly change the topic with her brothers. She would then talk about her son's studies and work, as well as how the Hu brothers were good at making use of the internet to gain astute profits in the stock market, and how they would always win poker games. . . Hu Yangxin's heart was filled with the joy of returning to her hometown in Dongjiang and thanking her family for taking her in. As she was restrained, she naturally pulled Xin Xiaozi along. She showed her inferiority towards the dust.

"Dad, this is for you to celebrate the new year. " Hu Yangxin followed the rules and took out a red packet before the dining table. She felt guilty about that Weibo post and tried her best to explain, "I originally wanted to have more, but we just settled down, so we still need to renovate and add some things. Xiao Zhi's salary was still deducted from the factory a month ago, and now the director is in debt again. . . "

"What? You lost your job again?" Aunt Hu was exceptionally astute. She instantly grasped the meaning behind Hu Yangxin's words and stared intently at Xin Xiaozi. "Then what are you doing in the New Year?"

. . . "I, I'm studying online technical courses. " Xinzi was looking at a few pieces of scrap paper by the computer table. He took out a pen and wanted to write a line of code that he was thinking about. When he heard this, the awkwardness and worry in his heart doubled, suppressing his anticipation for the Spring Festival Gala.

"Ha, I'm not talking about you, Xinzi said. Do those courses work? You might as well find a job to carry plates and serve and fill your stomach first. Don't eat your parents again!" Aunt Hu watched her son eat his fill and got up. She then went to play the computer game. She followed him and looked at the pen and paper that Xinzi had picked up. She was angry. "Don't touch anything at home. What do you want to use? Tell us first, why are you so uncultured? "

"Fourth Sister, Little Si is willing to learn. It will be tough for her in the short term, we don't mind. . . " "The child likes the technology in the computer. We have decided to let the child learn. . . "

Xin Yilu and his wife's honest and honest voices were still struggling. However, Xin Little Si had already given up on watching the Spring Festival Gala in her grandfather's house. No matter how picky Aunt Hu was about the stage style, the age of the host, and the lead actor's attire, her voice was full of ups and downs. . .

On the phone, the students and friends at the border were using the increasingly developed internet to send their sincere congratulations to the New Year. It was silent, yet warm. . .

The girl didn't know why, but she suddenly sent a message, "New City Night Speech. " - 'Is it only the internet that doesn't need to be connected face to face?' Only when we need feelings and warmth can we choose, demand, and express without any restraint? Is it only on the internet that we don't need to guess? Could the real person and the heart safely communicate and communicate without any injuries? Is it because of this, cyberinformation-based relationships also have a unique competitive charm?"