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Chapter 1238 That's what the word said

"The performance officially begins, the first show... I won't say it, you can watch it yourself to see if there are any surprises."

The three hosts irresponsibly smiled and left the stage directly, and the audience was confused. What is this introduction?

The music slowly rose and the whole scene became weaker. It was a bit mysterious.

"Gently tap to wake up the sleeping heart and slowly open your eyes."

"See if the busy world is still there, and keeps moving alone."

"The spring breeze, which does not understand the charm, blows the heart of the boy."...

The lights are on, and there is a big card standing in each light. Background screen: The stars sing, tomorrow will be better. Lyrics/Melody, Yanming.

It took the audience only more than ten seconds to go from inexplicable to fanaticism, and cheers burst into pieces, one big brand after another appeared on the stage, and the lineup was so luxurious that it was unbelievable.

"Damn, it's so awesome to appear."

"So many have come, they are all big names, real big names."

The promotional advertisements do not list all the participating stars, but only seven or eight large brands have been printed, and dozens of people have come.

This is the surprise. The more than 60,000 tickets for this concert were not sold out, but I guess it would be too late to sell until the second show next year.

A song about a better tomorrow ended. The audience was filled with lights, the stars on the stage were shining, and the voices were heard from the audience.

Then we entered the real performance time.

There is no time to pee at a low tide, and the audience is reluctant to take a look less and listen less. So it is eleven fifty-nine.

"The New Year's bell is about to ring, and time is about to reach 2001. The past will eventually pass, and the future is a brand new future. Friends, are you ready?"

"Ten, nine, eight...zero." Dang~~dang~~...

The bell echoed inside and outside the stadium, and most of the audience stood up, cheering with their hands, and the camera faithfully recorded the moment.

"The last sound just now, Beijing time, at midnight on January 1, 2001. Friends, the New Year is here. I wish you good luck in the New Year and longevity."

Three hosts came on stage.

"With the New Year's bells, 2001 is here, midnight, the bells echo, and this party is here... Of course it won't end."

The audience below was stunned for a moment and then cheered louder.

"Tell you, friends who didn't come to the scene today, you regret going there. Friends who came to the scene, it's really worth it."

Oh~~~~

"The New Year is here. The organizer of this program has brought some representatives to use this stage to send New Year greetings to the audience and the audience in front of the TV sets across the country."

"Next, I will introduce someone to you first. Otherwise, you are here today."

"Who is Sister Qing?" Miaomiao was supporting the role.

"I don't know if you are paying attention to the screen on the back. However, let me first say some names, Su Yu, Lan Caiyi, Shen Guoguo, Xu Jiafeng, Zheng Ren, Zhang Xiaoyu and Zhang Xiaoyue. Do you have any associations?"

"What's it? Sister Qing? Oh, they all seem to belong to the same company. It's the organizer of this time, Laoyuanzi Studio, right?"

"There are also Zhu Li, Jiang Hai, I haven't thought about it yet? Think about the performance just now, carrying the screen. Do you think about it? Hongye Dance Hall, I love my home." Confused...

"Then let me talk about it, Iron Armor Zero Eight, Great Victory, Battlefield Diary, Great Decisive Battle, Little Soldier Yan Gazi, a Chicken Feather Letter, and the Crazy Stone of the New Year that will be launched in the theater on the first day of this year."

Fu Chengyi and Miaomiao were still pretending to be stupid and trying hard to think. The audience below were also thinking, but they just couldn't figure it out.

"Please look at the big screen." Zhou Qing smiled and raised his hand to the back. With a clanging sound on the screen, four big words were smashed on it: Yan Ming's work. It was the opening credits made by Director Huang.

"Ask, the mysterious songwriter, famous screenwriter, producer, producer, Yan Ming."

Zhang Yanming walked out from behind with a smile, glared at Zhou Qing, who was smirking, and raised his hand to say hello to the audience.

The two little babies followed behind like two little tails, looking at the audience naughtyly. The lights were on now, and you could see clearly below.

"Oh, I understand. The songs and songs you mentioned are created by Mr. Yanming, and these TV series and movies are produced by Mr. Yanming's screenwriter." Fu Chengyi said it in surprise as if he had just remembered it.

Many people in the audience also remembered that when watching a movie, such a big word was smashed down, and the clanging sound was still impressive. As for writing songs... whoever listens to the songs will still look at the author, it is enough to know who sang it.

"My father is very awesome." The little girl showed off.

"Yo? Are you very proud of your dad?"

"Well. He's my dad."

"Uncle Second is the most powerful... the best. Godmother is good." Tang Doudou added, but it seems to be a bit extra.

"Well, my godmother is also amazing and beautiful." Zhang Xiaoyue nodded seriously to agree.

"Come on, Xiaoyue, tell everyone, what is your relationship with Doudou?"

"She is my sister, I am her sister."

"Then what is her relationship with your dad?"

"Uh...she calls my dad the second uncle because her dad is my dad's eldest brother and my uncle."

"Doudou, is your father here today?" Zhou Qing asked. The little girl was a little disappointed and shook her head.

Zhang Yanming touched Doudou: "Look back, look back."

Tang Doudou turned her head and looked behind her, screamed in surprise and rushed over.

Zhang Yanjun walked out of the backstage with a smile, and the screen on his back shows: Wanda Shoe Industry Chain Management Corporation, Chairman, Zhang Yanjun.

Zhang Yanjun picked up Doudou and kissed him, and hugged him to Zhang Yanming.

"Welcome Chairman Zhang. Okay, let's hand over the stage to Yanming next." Zhou Qing took Fu Chengyi and Miaomiao to the side.

"Today is New Year's Day. Starting from today, I will introduce some friends to you first. Please invite you to the Propaganda Department of the Military Department, Minister Lu, Military Film Factory, Director Huang and the Director of the Military Department's Literature and Art Bureau."

Three people walked out of the backstage and shone the stars.

Fonts are displayed on the back screen: Military Department and Wanda Shoe Industry Chain Management Corporation, Fengcheng Industrial Corporation, etc., to wish the audience across the country a happy new year and send blessings to the audience.

"Please, Chairman of Liehuo Tornado Logistics Corporation, Wang Honggang, and Political Commissar Colonel Jiang."

"General Manager of Liefeng Security Corporation, Ni Hao, and Political Commissar Li Datong."

"General Manager of Fengcheng Property Management Corporation, Hu Zhenhua."

"Chairman of Haidian High-tech Industry Incubation Park, Xianyuan."

...

"General Manager of Liefeng Airlines, Principal of Liefeng Airlines School, Wang Kangmei."

"The captain of the Helicopter Squadron of Liefeng Airlines, Gong Hexin."

"Qiongzhou Shenshui Port Management Company, Cui Shijia."

"Red Star Cinema..."

"Jinghong Real Estate..."

When the heads of companies walked onto the stage, most of them saluted the military. The big words on the back of the screen: Fengcheng Industrial Corporation and many companies greet you.

The subtitles below slowly scroll, and the names of the company appear one by one. What is eye-catching is the clone behind the company's name: the key cooperation units of the military headquarters, the model units of the military headquarters and the military headquarters, and the key procurement units of the military headquarters.

The supervision unit of the Military Security Department, the supervision unit of the Military Propaganda Department, and the key support unit of the Military Department... This is what I told everyone that this is my baby, I am protecting it.

The audience on site and in front of the TV watched people come on stage one by one, all of which were the general manager and chairman. When the subtitles were flipped behind them, there was no one impatient.

It feels a bit like seeing some secrets.

The military headquarters itself is a bit mysterious. The units below either keep it confidential or cannot see it at all. Moreover, the people have a very good feeling about the military headquarters. Most people have different emotions about the military.

"Damn, these companies are pretty awesome?"

"Is the only one who feels the awesome thing is this Fengcheng?"

"I'll go, it's so big. What's the relationship between these companies and the military headquarters? This is."

"Damn, I'm just a subordinate."
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