"Ah~ why haven't you come to Lan Bao's show yet?"

Fang Kexin, the second leader of Fang Hulan, was lying on the sofa, shaking his feet, playing on his mobile phone and chatting with the sisters in the fan group, while listening to the singing and dancing background music coming from the TV.

The parents on the other side of the sofa were cracking melon seeds and showing off their affection, completely ignoring the complaints of the silly girl next to them. Most of what the couple talked about had nothing to do with the show on TV.

The program of the Spring Festival Gala every year generally does not change much, and singing and dancing back and forth are indispensable.

For more than four hours, the Spring Festival Gala cannot be full of highlights from the beginning. Most of the programs end up being reduced to background music for family gossip, especially singing and dancing programs.

But behind each show is the sweat and hard work of the performers for more than half a year. Some shows are even prepared a year in advance and fight their way to the stage.

The comparison between the stage and the screen is inexplicably disappointing.

But from another perspective, there is actually no disrespect for other people's labor results. The Spring Festival Gala itself is not a party in the full sense. Watching the Spring Festival Gala is more like a tradition. The so-called program is just for family members to sit down.

It's just an excuse for parents to be short-tempered.

Sometimes, it is also the mission of these programs to be reduced to background music to create a festive and reunited family tea chat atmosphere.

Otherwise, if you spend the whole time watching the Spring Festival Gala, what’s the point of the Spring Festival Gala?

"Hey, here it comes, Teacher Cao's skit. My daughter, you loved watching Teacher Cao the most when you were a child."

When Fang Kexin heard her mother's words, she couldn't help but raise her eyes and turned over.

The language programs of the Spring Festival Gala are quite interesting. Although she has always found the Spring Festival Gala boring when she grew up, she still likes to watch Teacher Cao's skits.

And there is a rumor going around that this is the last time Mr. Cao will perform a sketch. He is getting old and his health is failing. It is estimated that we will not be able to see his sketch next year.

Alas~

Fang Kexin also felt a little reluctant when she thought that the old man who had been with her throughout her childhood and teenage years was withdrawing from the Spring Festival Gala.

At this time, she suddenly noticed that Han Lan's name appeared on the TV subtitles. Her eyes widened and she quickly took a photo with her phone and sent it to the group.

At this time, someone in the group reacted faster than her and had already exploded.

The screenwriter of this sketch clearly says "Han Lan"!

"Oh my god? I thought I saw it wrong at first glance. They don't have the same name, right?"

"Lan Bao is great! He can also write sketches!"

"It seems that several of Tomahawk Entertainment's movies are all written by Lan Bao, right? He can write such a long movie script. Isn't it difficult for Lan Bao to write a sketch script of more than ten minutes?"

"Ah~ That's great, my husband! I need to reward him hard tonight!"

"Are you eating rubber?"

…

Fang Kexin saw that a crazy woman in the group actually called her boyfriend husband, she curled her lips in disdain and replied, turned off her phone and went to watch the sketch.

Although the sketch is much shorter than the movie, it has to completely present a story in such a short time, be full of laughs, and have some humanistic connotations. In fact, the creation difficulty is no less than that of the movie.

The two are not in the same category, and cannot be compared together.

Although Fang Kexin praised Han Lan, she was still worried. But then she thought, since this skit can be featured in the Spring Festival Gala, the quality must be no problem!

"Daughter, is it so funny? Teacher Cao has just come out..."

"Mom, you don't understand, this sketch was written by my partner."

"Eh?"

The second elder's eyes widened and he suddenly lost interest in the sketch.

Then, Fang Kexin pulled up Han Lan's photo from her mobile phone and showed it to the two elders.

"Daughter, do you think your parents are stupid? Isn't this Han Lan?"

"That's right, if someone has a girlfriend, don't be a mistress. Our old Fang family can't afford to lose this person."

"..." Fang Kexin smiled awkwardly, "You actually still remember him?"

"Nonsense, your mother hums his blue and white porcelain every day." Father Fang rolled his eyes and said.

"Yo? Mom, are you pretty cool?"

"That's it! Have you heard of blue and white porcelain with Huangmei accent?" Fang's mother said with joy.

"..." Fang Kexin.

…

"Hahaha... It can't be done, it can't be done, I'm laughing to death! It's abducted, it's abducted! Hahaha..."

An Keke was also sitting on the sofa at home, watching the Spring Festival Gala and laughing endlessly.

This girl's smile is really low.

Next to her, Ye Yanqing was calmly cracking melon seeds and drinking tea.

"Hahaha, oh, Mom, I can't do it anymore, I'm laughing to death! Hahaha, take two steps! It's okay, take two steps! Hahaha..."

Ye Yanqing ignored her crazy daughter and cracked another melon seed, then twisted a candied fruit from the side and threw it towards her.

An Keke noticed it immediately. He stretched his neck, opened his mouth and picked up the preserved fruit.

After eating just one piece, he was not satisfied, so he crawled over with a smile and took away the whole plate of preserved fruits.

However, the living room also became quiet.

But it didn't last long. An Keke took a breath and started laughing again: "Hahaha, what kind of bicycle do you want? Mom, look, it's so funny! How could Han Lan write such funny lines..."

Ye Yanqing glanced at her, speechless, and finally spoke: "Keke, you are a movie queen now, you should pay more attention to your image."

An Keke sat cross-legged on the sofa, eating snacks with her mouth raised: "Aren't I at home? There are no paparazzi taking photos, and there are no fans watching, so let's relax."

Ye Yanqing shook her head and continued to eat melon seeds.

"Mom~ I know it~" An Keke came back holding the plate, clinging to her like a cotton-padded jacket on a hot summer day, acting coquettishly.

"Oh, all right, all right, aren't you afraid that if you get too wild and your character breaks down one day, you'll have to come back to chew on your old age?"

"No, I make a living by acting, not by character. If it breaks down, I will break down. Han Lan doesn't know how many times his character has broken down. Isn't he doing well now?"

Ye Yanqing glanced at her and asked casually: "Your boss..."

"Hahaha! I actually succeeded in deceiving you. You are so strong, Teacher Cao! Hahaha..."

"..." Ye Yanqing.

"By the way, Mom, what did you say happened to my boss?" An Kexia came to her senses and grabbed a handful of melon seeds from her hand and asked.

"It's okay, your boss treats you very well."

"Of course! I'm the first actress in our company now! If he doesn't treat me better, I'll whip him every minute!" An Keke said proudly with her hands on her hips.

Ye Yanqing sees through it but doesn't say anything about it, and eats melon seeds, eats melon seeds.

"By the way, Mom, I'm going to Brother Lu's house tomorrow to pay New Year's greetings. Do you want to go with me?" An Keke asked.

Ye Yanqing took her time and ate some melon seeds first, then said: "Yeah."

"Great! You drive!"

(∩^o^)?

"..." Ye Yanqing.
Chapter completed!