"Yulan, see if my collar is good?" Rui's mother turned her head left and turned her head right, looking like she was posing.

"It's OK." Jing Yulan nodded with a chuckling and then helped Rui's mother sort out.

"Your clothes are good, hey, you wear them more beautifully than me." Rui's mother looked at Jing Yulan, and the more she looked at her, the more satisfied she became. She was beautiful, had a good temper, had a good job, and had a good family. Even the whole family didn't care about Yang Rui's three years old.

Rui's mother held Jing Yulan and compared her around in front of the mirror. If she hadn't had a cell phone, she would have taken 5,000 selfies now.

"Is there anything wrong with our clothes?" Rui's mother looked in the mirror and glanced at Yang Rui, leaving a trapped question.

"No problem." Yang Rui whispered.

Since I learned that I could show up on the Spring Festival Gala, Rui's mother has been extremely excited and has pulled Jing Yulan to fill in the gaps every day.

In contrast, Comrade Yang Feng was instinctively repelled, and he coughed gently at this time and said, "Don't think about this. People mainly introduce Yang Rui. The camera only stopped on your face for a few seconds."

"Sixteen seconds." Rui's mother said seriously: "I asked the director four times. Yulan also had twelve seconds."

"How could it be that accurate?"

"The photographer said it's only long and short, I've confirmed it."

Yang Feng said speechlessly: "You are not afraid of getting annoying."

"Not afraid." Rui's mother said as she pinched Yang Rui's neck and said with a smile: "My son said hello, right?"

"Yes." Yang Rui nodded obediently.

Although Yang Rui has little time to come here to rehearse, he always comes with gifts, or drinks such as Coca-Cola, or hard dishes such as roasted chicken legs and pork belly. Although it is just a small gift, it gives everyone a great feeling.

Nowadays, actors don’t have much money, most of them just get their salary and have more subsidies for performances. No one can achieve Yang Rui’s level.

It is normal for everyone to look at Rui Mom in a different way.

Rui's mother was having fun in the crew of the Spring Festival Gala and didn't feel the rehearsal was hard at all. She turned around and asked again: "Why did Director Hong offend you? I've been wandering around me every day recently. She said she wanted to apologize to you."

Since he has been to Northern United Pharmaceutical, Director Hong's attitude has always been very kind. His working group members don't seem to be leaking, but they are actually very entitled.

In order to avoid being settled by Yang Ruiqiu later, Director Hong has been even more obedient recently. He can't praise Yang Rui, but he praises his parents. Although Yang Rui has never given him a good face, and has not even said a word to him, Director Hong is still as obedient as a cat.

Yang Feng coughed twice at this time and said, "What do you care about so much? Do you want to be a lobbyist for him?"

"No, I'll ask, if it's not a big deal..." Rui's mother was always gentle.

Yang Feng has been the top leader for many years and knows this kind of thing very well. He asked calmly: "Do you hate it if others offend you?"

Rui's mother couldn't hold on and said, "So I'm asking."

"Don't ask if you don't want to be a lobbyist." Yang Feng interrupted his wife's explanation with a word, making Yang Rui feel worried about him.

"Actually nothing is wrong." Yang Rui quickly ended the conversation between his parents and said: "Everyone knows now that I don't like Director Hong, his work is a bit difficult to carry out. I think it's better to deal with it coldly."

If the Nobel Prize is famous and the medicine for Gaucher disease is good, Yang Rui is often summoned by his leaders and is power.

There was a saying in ancient times that there was no difference between the saints in modern times.

For officials below the ministerial level, they may not meet senior leaders in their lifetime, but Yang Rui has seen more than in a month. The bigger and more important departments, the more they take this seriously.

That is, a small and middle-level member like Minister Hong doesn’t know what happened above.

Of course, he knew it now, but it was too late.

Yang Rui clearly disliked him and did not need to do anything else, so he made Minister Hong difficult in the unit. Even within the Spring Festival Gala group, his status has been declining again and again. I still don’t know where he will be sent to after the Spring Festival Gala group is disbanded.

The so-called cold treatment is that Yang Rui lets such exclusion happen.

It was not because Minister Hong began to show his attention that something had changed.

Rui's mother was at least the top leader's wife who had been a long time. After hearing what Yang Rui said, she immediately changed her position and said, "My son doesn't like him, so I will ignore him in the future."

Yang Feng couldn't help but grin: "You might as well not like him at the beginning."

The most important thing in the units in Beijing is smart people.

If Rui's mother suddenly turned from enthusiasm to indifference to Director Hong... All fools knew that Director Hong's degree of hatred had increased.

In the environment of state-owned enterprises, being excluded means losing power. Unless there is strong motivation to superimpose it, it may soon be the ending of falling into the abyss.

Comrade Yang Feng knew this kind of thing so much that he said that it would be better to not like it from the beginning...

Yang Rui also understood, but he was too lazy to say more. This is his attitude, and he just ignored it anyway.

Rui's mother didn't have so many mere circles, and she didn't hear her husband's implicitness. Her thinking changed rapidly and she said to Yang Feng: "You should cheer up too, don't let people say that I've got a rustic bun on this Spring Festival Gala."

"I'm not an actor, how can I compare with them young people?" Yang Feng was helpless and said, "I just showed my face, and no one can remember it."

"I said, don't let the donkey down, take out your aura of the conference, don't embarrass us Yang Rui." Rui's mother pulled Comrade Yang Feng's clothes and looked at her, and finally said worriedly: "It's really not possible. Let's change to a suit. This Zhongshan suit is not fashionable. Yulan, what do you think?"

"The costumes were decided by the director team. They used Zhongshan outfits, probably to highlight Uncle Yang's simplicity." Jing Yulan said very well: "Zhongshan outfits are more popular, and everyone recognizes them."

Yang Feng agreed: "You are right. The Spring Festival Gala should be simple and authentic, whatever you want."

"Don't be fashionable, everyone wears fertilizer pants. Is this what Yulan is talking about?" Rui's mother snorted and became nervous again: "No, I have to ask the director again..."

Seeing that she was really going, Yang Rui quickly stopped her: "Don't go, we have been rehearsing a few times. Now you can change your clothes, can you pass?"

"How can I know if I don't try it?" Ruima insisted.

"I'm afraid that others will not be able to bear the face, so I will change to an inappropriate suit and make a fool of myself when I put it on." Yang Feng calmly added: "At that time, you can't talk about them."

Rui's mother was indeed led by a deviation and asked Jing Yulan in a low voice: "Yulan, what do you think?"

"I think Uncle Yang is good in Zhongshan outfit, and he is used to it." Jing Yulan said with thought.

"You are right. Give him a suit, and he can wear clothes like a cloth. By the way, have I told you that when he went to the countryside, he went to help farmers plant rice with the new clothes I bought for him?" Rui's mother's thoughts drifted quickly, and she was purely nervous.

"You said it." Yang Rui looked at his father sympathetically. He must have had the hardship of going down the field at that time. Maybe the leader had to pretend, but he couldn't take off his pants in public...

"I said I forgot at that time and didn't remember changing into new clothes..." Yang Feng defended aggrievedly.

Yang Rui immediately disliked him.

"It's almost you." The venue in charge of rehearsal came over and shouted loudly.

"Let's go and pretend." Rui's mother was moving quickly, and she pulled Jing Yulan and ran off the stage.

It's not a few years ago now, and the audiences who are expected to be photographed also need to be rehearsed.

Moreover, the audience also carefully selected it.

The family of the first Chinese scientist to win the Nobel Prize.

The family of the first mountaineer to climb Mount Everest.

The family of the first hero of the Red Gua Reef Battle who hit the Vietnamese ship.

Yang Rui is both an audience and an actor. He first came out of the stage and then sat down on the stage. He listened to the host's summary at the end of the year like a cliché, but he felt something.

At that time, the Chinese did not think there was anything special about the past year.

Yang Rui, sitting in the studio of the Spring Festival Gala rehearsal, has deeper feelings about the past year.

For ordinary people, the promulgation of the "Implementation Plan for Implementing Housing System Reform in Phases and Batches in Urban and Urban-Rurals in the Country" means that commercial housing will gradually become mainstream. In the next thirty years, countless people's talks, feelings and suffering will begin.

For the angry young people, Chiang Ching-kuo's death completely changed the political ecology between the two sides of the Taiwan Strait, and the competition for Yongshu Reef laid the foundation for development many years later.

For Yang Rui, the Nobel Prize is like a lifelong achievement award, allowing him to no longer have to worry about earth-shaking changes in his life...

"Professor Yang, I'm sorry to you again today." Two minutes of showing off, and the venue staff stepped down to explain to Yang Rui.

"My performance is OK." Yang Rui smiled.

"It's not just okay, it's like a professional actor." The venue was so eager to stand up to its toes, which was completely opposite to Director Hong's original moment, and said diligently: "It will take three hours to rehearse. If you are anxious, you can go back first."

Logically, the audience at the table where Yang Rui is located must disguise themselves throughout the whole process to ensure the rehearsal effect as much as possible.

This time, the court comrade opened a small back door for Yang Rui.

Rui's mother was unwilling to accept it, so she rushed in front of Yang Rui and said, "Do you have any rush? We can't watch it well on New Year's Eve, so why not watch it today."

Yang Rui didn't dare to object, so he quickly agreed and said, "Then let's watch first and then leave later."

He has watched many of the rehearsal programs. Besides, he has to rush back to the laboratory and can't spend all day on CCTV.

The venue service was completely invincible and hurriedly said, "I'll have someone add some melon seed candy to you, so you can take a good look."

The melon seeds and fruit candy in the audience were originally used for placing, not really for the audience to eat.

However, rehearsals are not so particular. In fact, the current Spring Festival Gala cannot be compared with later generations. It is just that compared with the Spring Festival Gala in the 1990s, it has a sense of a turf-team troupe.

Yang Rui and his family were sitting in the audience, eating melon seeds and drinking tea, and having a lot of fun.

"Everyone is quiet, and the news came from Office Zheng that Old Master Zheng arrived at the scene in two hours to watch our rehearsal... Now please give us your place and let's go through it again..." The director temporarily stopped the show, but announced an unexpected news.

Even though it was the third rehearsal, there was still a hustle and bustle inside and outside the stage.
Chapter completed!