"Teacher, where have you been?"

In the parking space on CCTV, He Xiao closed the car door with a "bang", held his cell phone to his mouth, and recorded a voice to Lin Yunkai.

The year has come to an end and the two anniversaries have passed, indicating that the new year is about to begin. Red lanterns have long been hung high in the streets and alleys, and some stores still have Christmas snowmen that have not been removed.

He Xiao looked at the misty sky, and there were scattered snowflakes falling, and his mouth opened and closed and exhaled a strong breath.

"He Xiao, I'm in a traffic jam here, and I can't say when I will arrive. You can go in and wait for me first!"

Lin Yunkai's slightly impatient voice came from the phone. Lao Lin was a person who didn't like being late. He made an appointment today to meet at CCTV's studio at 9 o'clock in the morning. As a result, he was almost 9:30 because of traffic jams, which made him feel a little ups and downs.

"It's okay, we're not in a hurry. The weather is cold and the road is slippery. Please let the driver drive slowly."

He Xiao repeatedly said that it was nothing, and then hung up the phone with his teeth bared. It was too cold. When the wind blew, it was like a knife turning in the cracks of the bones. It was cold and painful. After getting off the car, he was cold and red. After quitting the phone, he hurriedly put his hand in his down jacket pocket and walked quickly into the CCTV hall.

After passing through the glass door, the air conditioning warm wind blew towards him, dispelling the chill on his body. He Xiao felt much more comfortable and walked towards the backstage.

Today's CCTV studio is busier than when I came here last time. There were more staff members who arranged the stage last time. Now the stage equipment has been almost perfect, and those who have come here have become actors performing programs at the evening party.

"Big brother, can you sign me?"

A group of girls wearing colorful clothes and cute makeup on their faces were chattering. Little girls, who were only five or six years old, ran past He Xiao. One of them stopped after seeing He Xiao, raised his head and blinked his big eyes and said to him.

"Okay, is one enough? Not enough to sign two."

He Xiao showed a smile on his face. It was not easy for these little guys. They had already started practicing dancing before they went to elementary school. They got up early and went to bed late every day to win at the starting line and pave the way for their future life.

"Enough, thank you brother, brother is so nice." The little luoli in front of her thanked her crisply. She seemed to like He Xiao very much. Maybe she had heard his songs or read his works.

After He Xiao signed her autograph, he saw her happily holding the card in her arms and running back to the team, and couldn't help but sigh.

These little guys can show off their faces on CCTV's Spring Festival Gala now. Their life experiences when they grow up are immeasurable. I hope that those innocent eyes will not be confused by the colorful entertainment circle.

Walking to the lounge in the backstage, He Xiao brewed a cup of hot tea, sat on the sofa and brushed his cell phone, and blew the heat from the bottle from time to time, simmering, and the warm tea flowed into his stomach and intestines, making him feel very satisfied.

"Teacher Lin is here?"

"Well, why laugh?"

"Teacher He is in the lounge."

“…”

There was a commotional sound outside the door. Lin Yunkai finally arrived. He pushed open the door of the lounge, his ears were red and he walked in with his palms rubbed.

"Xiao He, the bus is so jam today. You didn't see it. I didn't move the place for 30 minutes. Finally, I got off the bus and walked for a kilometer."

As soon as Lin Yunkai came in, he started to complain to He Xiao, and while talking, he was looking for water all over the room. He Xiao had the most eye-catching people and quickly handed over his tea.

Although He Xiao had already drunk it, the two of them had a close relationship and did not dislike this. The water was still warm, and Lin Yunkai drank half a cup in one breath.

"Huh, it's comfortable."

Lin Yunkai's face turned rosy, and after a slight rest, he asked, "Where is Liao Yuqing? Are you not here?"

"You're busy at the front desk." He Xiao touched his chin, held the script he wrote in his hand, and said, "Let's not worry about Director Liao, let's take a look at the sketch script I wrote first?"

"That's fine, let me see what good things you made." Lin Yunkai showed an interesting look on his face when he heard it, and took the script and looked up and down.

He has known He Xiao the longest in the circle. He has seen He Xiao’s ability and knows how strong his creative ability is. In many aspects, he has a very unfamiliar mind.

Take crosstalk as an example. In "Ace vs. Ace", when you perform on stage for the first time, you can speak crosstalk so well and full of novelty, which surprised many professional crosstalk people and are regarded as the "treasure boy" by netizens.

So no one knows how many skills He Xiao has hidden in his body. Lin Yunkai also wants to see what sketches He Xiao has done this time.

"Eat Noodles".

Open the first page of the script, these three eye-catching big words appeared before your eyes.

Then there is the creativity of the entire script and the dialogue between the actors. Overall, the plot is not complicated. It tells the story of a whimsical boy who wants to become famous and applying for a job in a movie factory.

"This is a fucking sketch!" Lin Yunkai became more and more interested in it the more he read it.

He Xiao’s sketch does not have the sensational and positive energy that is very popular now, but it is purely funny and funny, which undoubtedly makes him feel comfortable.

To be honest, most of the comedians nowadays have ended their lives, and there are not many creative sketches, they rely on sensationalism to attract attention. As they perform, they begin to force tear-jerking.

Most of the audiences are not looking at philosophical principles when watching sketches, but just to have fun. What's the use of these foolish people?

He Xiao’s "Eating Noodles" is the first sketch in the black mobile phone world. It can be called the originator of the sketch. There are not so many routines, just to make people laugh.

This is undoubtedly a trend in the current sketches.

"He Xiao, how did you grow your brain? This sketch is amazing!" Lin Yunkai cheered.

He Xiaole said: "Hey, I'm just thinking about it. If the script is well read, let's start rehearsing, and time is quite tight."

"become."

The two of them put on their coats, each of them took a full cup of hot water, walked out of the lounge and rushed to the rehearsal room.

Along the way, I saw many invited guests from this year's Spring Festival Gala, such as comedy, original, crosstalk, and everything.

Everyone was discussing the details about the performance, rehearsing tensely, and the atmosphere was very strong.

He Xiao and Lin Yun opened a rehearsal room with few personalities and set off on the ground, thinking about how to show up, where to go, and how to say it.

Not long after, a staff member responsible for counting performance props came to the house. Seeing them waving in the open space for a long time, he couldn't help but come up and asked, "Two teachers, do we need any props and sets for this sketch?"

His job is to purchase props and produce props. After all, for the sake of realism, sketch performances require careful arrangement, such as simple furniture and background walls, tables, chairs, wine and food, etc.

He Xiao and Lin Yunkai performed eating noodles. It seemed that they might need to prepare a big pot of noodles. He thought to himself.

"Props? There's nothing to be needed, well... just prepare a big red barrel and a pair of chopsticks for me."

The prop teacher was stunned.

Red vat?

Bowls and chopsticks?

I'm dizzy, what kind of props are these? They're too simple!

"Teacher He, Director Liao said, our Spring Festival Gala is not short of money, just report whatever you need to say." Teacher Protected a wry smile, and he thought He Xiao was embarrassed.

He Xiao shook his hand and said, "Why am I polite to you? I really can't use those, just prepare as I said."

"ah?"

This time, the prop teacher was really confused.

How could a sketch only require dishes and chopsticks and buckets? He just went to fill out the form in the house next door. The two sketch actors were rehearsing, but they reported a lot of things to him, and even asked a prop group to make them a fake car that could be moved.
Chapter completed!