
From the first Spring Festival Gala, it has become an inseparable segment of the Lunar New Year.
However, in recent years, the viewership ratings of the Spring Festival Gala have declined. After the gala each year ends, the organizers will receive criticism and complaints.
Backstage, the executive director looked anxiously at the busy people in the studio.
This year, this heavy burden has been on him. Director who is both happy and afraid. If the gala fails, he may not have any hope of promotion this year. Furthermore, he would receive ridicule from all over the country.
It's too worrying.
Time forward minute by minute. Director Yang stood up and prepared to patrol for the last time.
At this moment, the entrance of the studio suddenly became silent. In silence, there is a cry. Director Yang frowned and looked up.
Even he, who had been on stage for so many years, was stunned.
Just with this look, he suddenly felt that the worry from before was nothing to be feared.
Anyone who has organized a large-scale gala knows that the gala does not need every program to be attractive.
As long as one or two shocking highlights remained in people's hearts for a long time, when people remembered that amazing moment back then, they would think of this gala.
In this way, the gala is considered successful.
Seeing Xia Wanyuan in front of him, Director Yang felt that there was a gala spotlight.
The others looked at the neatly dressed Xia Wanyuan with complicated expressions.
Initially, everyone admired Xia Wanyuan. Although this person was cold and aloof, his emotions were not bad.
However, now that Xia Wanyuan and Jun Shiling's relationship was in an uproar, everyone knew that Xia Wanyuan was Jun Shiling's walnut.
Those who had participated in the exercise knew how many faces the director had given Xia Wanyuan. Thinking about it now, he might have used Jun Shiling's back door a lot.
Everyone looked at each other and blinked their eyes. Hardworking is not as good as being good looking. Look at that woman. He relied on his face to get into the middle position of the Spring Festival Gala.
Director Yang felt endless inspiration as he looked at Xia Wanyuan. He called him, “Wanyuan, come here. There's something I want to tell you.”
At the entrance of the venue, the audience began to enter.
The Spring Festival Gala is the most eye-catching official gala in China. Those who could get tickets to watch it live were the rich or nobles. Everyone was dressed up and their faces were filled with excitement as they entered the venue.
In Central TV's special live broadcast room, tens of millions of netizens were waiting.
Over the years, viewership rates have declined. This year, Central TV played a trick.
Until the last day, no one on the Internet knew about this year's list of programs. They kept the show guests a secret and did not let outsiders see them at all.
Netizens are curious. Although they felt the Spring Festival Gala was boring, they still waited in the live broadcast.
[This year's race may be very boring again. It's still very mysterious. Could there be nothing interesting?]
[I'm still addicted to eating Xia Wanyuan and Jun Shiling's melons. I couldn't crawl out for a long time.]
[People in front, I've been eating melons for a long time. Hahahaha, shit, look at the person who walked through the door earlier. Isn't that Jun Shiling!]
The surrounding people also recognized Jun Shiling and consciously paved the way for them.
To the right of the tall and cold Jun Shiling walked over with the energetic Old Master Jun.
As the audience began to shout that he was very handsome, a funny voice suddenly appeared on the camera.
“Dad, my bow tie fell ~”
The audience was stunned for a moment and even looked behind them. Who is talking?
In the next instant, the camera moved down and a cute kid in a suit appeared in front of everyone.
Xiao Bao's face pouted slightly, and his large eyes were like water-filled glass beads. He looked at Jun Shiling, his eyes clear and hanging.
Jun Shiling's expression was extremely cold. He glanced at Xiao Bao. “Use yourself.”
Xiao Bao pursed his lips and advanced to hug Jun Shiling's feet. She said flirtatiously, “Dad, help me tie it.”
Jun Shiling looked at him with disdain, but in the end, he crouched down and tied a small bow tie around Xiao Bao's neck again.
“Thanks dad.” Xiao Bao smirked at Jun Shiling gently, his dimples appearing.
[Ahhh, that's very funny. Is this little angel serious?]
[Please, why are you attacking me so cute!!]
[Don't you think this cute little guy looks a bit like Xia Wanyuan as he smiles with dimples?]
the attentive netizen's comments were like small rocks hitting a calm lake, causing a puddle of springs.
Everyone hurriedly looked at Xiao Bao's facial features carefully.
This kid is really a mini version of Jun Shiling. At such a young age, they could already predict how handsome he would be in the future.
Moreover, everyone also realized that Xiao Bao's brows did indeed look a little similar to Xia Wanyuan's eyebrows, especially after she smiled until her dimples appeared.
Although one was gentle and the other sweet, the feelings they gave off were very similar.
Damnit damnit!
Everyone is surprised. Could it be that we have been prejudiced and thought in the wrong direction?!!!
Some attentive netizens thought that even though Jun Shiling's family was here, they did not see Jun Shiling's wife. Since he was not a spectator, could he be a guest performer?
Could it?
The impact of the Jun Shiling family made everyone's emotions fluctuate. However, at this moment, no one had the time to think.
Because it's eight o'clock.
Alongside the New Year bell, the Spring Festival Gala begins.