: five hundred and eighty seven, no

July 13, 2001

At 22:08 Beijing time, the much-anticipated host city of the 2008 Olympic Games was finally announced at the 112th Plenary Session of the International Olympic Committee in Moscow.

After the then President of the International Olympic Committee Samaranch announced in a steady tone that "BEIJING" would become the host city of the 2008 Olympic Games, the Chinese people at the scene were elated.

And through the giant screen, when seeing the live real-time images from Moscow, the China Millennium Monument instantly burst into fireworks and thunderous cheers.

Five minutes later, the music sounded, and Yilong, dressed in a Chinese tunic suit, appeared on the stage of the China Millennium Monument.

"Hi everyone, I'm Yan Long, I'm very excited, I can't say a word now that I thought about it just now.

Well, nothing else, I'll sing. "

"Ha ha…"

There was joy at the scene.

Under the stage, colorful flags were waving in the air.

"I started writing this country

The national blood is tens of thousands of miles

centuries and six hundred years

The descendants of the dragon have gone through wind and rain

This is the central axis of Gyeonggi

Just like a gentleman

..."

Among the crowd, Sun Hao was also very happy.

Waving a small red flag in his hand, he shouted frantically in the audience area.

In my previous life, tonight, I was one of the 400,000 people running towards Tiananmen Square. I still remember taking off my shirt at that time.

In fact, as a liar, one should be cautious all one's life, but that night was basically the most escaped one.

But in this life, to live it again is naturally to pay homage to the youth of the previous life.

Looking at Sun Hao in front of her, Yu Qing was quite speechless, do you still remember your identity?

As the general director of the gala, instead of staring at the on-site director of the gala with a walkie-talkie, you ran to the audience area and yelled with everyone...

Hehe, I really have you!

So she endured more and more, Yu Qing still tugged on Sun Hao's clothes with her hands.

"Sun Hao..."

"oh?"

"Do you know what you do?"

"People!"

"roll!"

Yu Qing gave him an angry look.

"You are the director of this show, how can you leave your job?"

"Isn't there an on-site director, Meng Xin?"

"You also know that Meng Xin is the on-set director?"

"Hey... Director Yu Qing, look.

The on-site director of the large-scale evening party is one of the assistant directors, responsible for the control of the audience, the control of the actors, and the integration and implementation of departments such as lighting and sound effects.

If I am also squatting in the director's room now, I am afraid that the functions of the two of us will overlap, and the staff may not know who to listen to. "

"Amazing Alone"

"Well…"

Yu Qing was taken aback, what Sun Hao said was so reasonable, I was speechless.

But when she was in a daze, Sun Hao suddenly grabbed her hand, and then raised it high.

"Wang Fei, the "Chi Ling" you sang is really good, let's play another song!"

puff…

Yu Qing wanted to vomit blood.

Do you really treat my old lady like that kind of little fan? !

After Sun Hao waved his arms a few times, Yu Qing stood on tiptoe and leaned into his ear and said:

"Sun Hao, in ten minutes, the leaders will come from Omen Square in Tian'an. They want to have fun with the people and meet the singers who will perform on stage at the gala. How about I tell my dad, and you too Have you been interviewed by the leaders?"

"Who leads the team?" Sun Hao turned his head and asked.

"Hey..." Sun Hao was amused at first, and then became serious.

"Director Yu, thank you for your reminder, I feel that as the chief director of the gala, I must fulfill my duties and stick to my post.

As for honor or something, it doesn't matter at all! "

The words were brisk, and the actions were straightforward. After finishing speaking, Sun Hao turned and walked to the temporary director's room not far away, because this gala was broadcast live to the whole country through CCTV.

"..."

Yu Qing stood where she was, feeling a little messy in her thoughts.

Sun Hao's grandson, why is he like this? !

It's his reason no matter what!

~~~~~~~~

[Last night, the capital was sleepless

At 22:08 Beijing time, the much-anticipated host city of the 2008 Olympic Games was finally announced at the 112th Plenary Session of the International Olympic Committee in Moscow...]

[Hundreds of celebrities helped out, the China Millennium Monument Mass Gala ended at 1 o'clock in the morning today, amidst screams and shouts.

Hundreds of stars such as Yi Long, Andy Lau, Leslie Cheung, Na Ying, Wang Fei and more than 20,000 spectators held a mass party to celebrate the success of the Olympic bid, and the country...]

[Last night, the song "Beijing Welcomes You", which is the most popular song among the common people, was released freshly. Hundreds of star artists including Yi Long, Leslie Cheung, Andy Lau, Wang Fei, Na Ying, and Liang Yongqi participated in the recording.

According to the reporter, the creator of the song is Sun Hao, an internationally renowned film director...]

[Amidst the laughter of the successful bid for the Olympic Games, good news came from the movie "Journey to the West: Lion Camel Ridge" with the largest investment in domestic history.

According to the reporter's information, Zhang Mo has cooperated with director Sun Hao in many film and television drama works such as "Mountain and Sea Love" and "The Martian"...]

July 14, early morning

Wang Jinghua, a well-known domestic entertainment agent, is sitting at home, reading a newspaper, frowning!

Wearing an apron, Dong Zhihua held two bowls of porridge in his hand, opened the curtain and walked into the restaurant.

"What's the matter ma'am?

A sullen look? "

As a well-known good man in the industry, Dong Zhihua has always been proud of serving his wife. Knowing that his wife is busy, he gets up before dawn to help her make breakfast every day.

"Sun Hao has confirmed the role of Sun Wukong."

"Oh, who is it?"

"Zhang Guoli's son~www.mtlnovel.com~Zhang Mo!"

"Hehe, is it? Pretty good."

The cheerful Dong Zhihua, while responding to Wang Jinghua, did not stop moving his hands.

Put the preserved egg and lean meat porridge on top, put the freshly fried fritters on the top, shred the carrots and mix with the small pickles...

This way of eating meat and vegetables is still learned from Sun Hao, and once eaten, you will never forget it. Therefore, Dong Zhihua learned this skill from Sun Hao.

"Are you... not lost at all?"

Wang Jinghua folded several newspapers, got up, put them in a corner of the restaurant, and then turned to stare at her husband.

"What am I missing?

It feels so good!

A famous film director like Sun Hao must have his own ideas, and he will not take care of me just because you are his manager. "

"Hmm..." Wang Jinghua nodded.

"Oh, by the way, isn't there still our child, Zijian?" Dong Zhihua said suddenly.

Sometimes, it's so magical that someone you just chatted with will appear in front of you immediately.

Just like now, as soon as the couple talked about their son, a weird child ran over from the main room of the courtyard.

"Dad, Dad, are we still practicing Goro Bagua Stick today?"

"Of course practice!

Starting today, we will not only practice Wulang Bagua stick, but also go to the zoo to see monkeys. "

"Are you going to see it every day?"

"Of course!

Throughout the summer vacation, we watched it whenever we had time, and after seeing the monkey, we had to go home and imitate it immediately. "

"Then I want to watch the TV series "Journey to the West"? Because my classmate said that every summer vacation, the TV station will broadcast "Journey to the West"."

"no!"

At this time, Wang Jinghua and Dong Zhihua said in unison.

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