In fact, in Zhang Yu's view, no matter whether it is the earth or the world, everything is the same. As long as there is a circle of Chinese life, there is a harmonious big China. It’s not that it’s not good, but it’s all old-fashioned, it’s really nothing new.

Zhang Yu misses the Spring Festival Evening in the early days of the earth, especially the cross talk and the essays, which are full of irony. To know the core idea of ​​creation is to address the shortcomings, that is, irony. If blindly harmonious for harmony, but lost the charm of creation, but also lost the word of mouth in the Spring Festival Evening.

In Zhang's personal point of view, perhaps he should find an opportunity to restore those classic and ironic comic dialogues or sketches in different worlds, so that people here can see what is a classic. Of course, I just want to think about it, not to mention that I have no chance, even if there is an opportunity, you will never be able to pass the political review, that is, just think about it.

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Yu Meixiu prepared everything for dumplings... As Zhang Yu, who has already backed up his home cooking skills, he worked on the suede, and he was so surprised that his mother was amazed. In this way, the mother and child partner, while watching the Spring Festival Evening, while wrapping dumplings, is also a happy.

Spring Festival Evening is step by step. As a large comprehensive party, basically every type has... The most is the singing and performance class. Fortunately, in order to make a picture of music, many comic dialogues and essays are pure and funny. Although there is no connotation, it is good to see a trouble.

Soon after the end of a program, the host announced... Xia Ziqi followed the show.

Zhang Yu is a bright eye, said: "Old mother! Lao Niang! Look at it. Look at the subtitles, this song is what I wrote! Singing is my friend, called Xia Ziqi."

Yu Meixiu heard this song was written by his son, immediately stopped the dumplings and turned his attention to the TV.

The song on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is still a popular work. No matter when you sing, where to sing, it is a very good song.

In terms of clothing design and stage effects, Zhang Yu has all taken up all of his strengths, making the whole song look like a high-end atmosphere.

Xia Ziqi is a national costume with a strong sense of the times. With this beautiful make-up, plus the sound of the sound of the sky, as the song progresses, it attracts everyone in front of the TV. It seems that people are immersed in the vastness of the vastness. The plateau scene is in general.

In particular, the last few endings of the most Tibetan Plateau, the pen of the whole song, almost let everyone remember this song and Xia Ziqi himself.

Xia Ziqi’s singing is over...

Yu Meixiu was slowed down from the beautiful melody and was surprised: "Son! Is this song really written by you?"

Zhang Yuxi smiled and said: "Yes! Good!"

Yu Meixiu’s feeling of surprise is still not regressing. “This great song is actually written by you! Son, are you really a genius?”

"Maybe! Hehehehe!" Zhang Yuwen said that he was shaking his head and smiling, his own affairs, of course, he was in his heart.

"Son, then do you plan to go to college to study music in the future?" Yu Meixiu thought of a key question.

"Don't go!" Zhang Yu shook his head. "I am so genius, I still learn music."

Yu Meixiu said: "What are you going to learn in the future?"

Zhang Yudao: "I will say things when the time comes! I am only a good one, I think those are still early."

Yu Meixiu thinks about it too, and it is time to make dumplings... With the Spring Festival Evening, the dumplings are also finished, and Yu Meixiu repacks the table and sits down to watch TV.

Zhang Yu is also a bright eye, said: "Mom! Look, Tang Yuxin is on the scene."

Tang Yuxin’s songs changed the elegant style of Xia Ziqi and began to be grounded. The opening of the song is an old-cavity target with a strong local color. It is followed by a rock-and-roll rhythm. When the music rings, it looks like a red fire. It mobilizes the atmosphere of the whole party. Especially the opening of Tang Yuxin... It can be said that it is amazing.

Soon a popular song with a strong folk taste ended... Zhang Yu looked at Yu Meixiu: "How old is this song!"

Yu Meixiu nodded and said: "This song is also very nice! Son, it looks like your talent is really not blowing. Ha ha!" For Yu Meixiu, the song written by his son can wait for the stage of the Spring Festival Evening, the world still There are things that make you more happy than this.

Zhang Yu smiled and said: "Mom, in fact, every time I write a song, I am always inspired. I feel that there are tens of thousands of songs in my stomach. What are you going to do! Hahahaha!" He couldn't help but laugh a lot.

Yu Meixiu heard the words! A smile, said: "Talk about your kid fat! You are still breathing."

The Spring Festival Gala is continuing... Soon as the 12 o'clock approached, the sound of deafening firecrackers began to sound.

Yu Meixiu found out the firecrackers she bought and said, "That son! Go downstairs and put these firecrackers."

Although Zhang Yu is not very big, but after all, the actual age is big, and now I don't like to set off firecrackers at all. Road: "What are you doing with this thing? Smokey and hot, not good for the environment."

Yu Meixiu showed an unexpected expression and said: "How do you change your taste! Before the New Year, aren't you not clamoring to buy? I bought so many tricks this year!"

Zhang Yu stunned for a moment, dare to love, it turned out that he had this preference before. Road: "I am big! I should be aware of environmental protection. Don't buy it later! Pollute the environment."

Yu Meixiu nodded: "I know! But these can't be thrown~lightnovelpub.net~ You can take it down! Don't use me with you."

"No! I am how old." Zhang Yu shook his head and took the lighter down the stairs.

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Zhang Yu came downstairs, looking for a suitable location, ping-pong, firecracker fireworks are all in battle, and it’s so busy for a while... although Zhang Yu doesn’t like to set off firecrackers now, but if it’s really put on, I feel It is also very lively.

In fact, in Zhang Yu's view, people are a contradictory individual. I knew that I should not do it, but once I did it, I felt very comfortable. I was suffering from the uncles and aunts who swept the streets. Look at this environmental protection issue! It should still be started by me, and I will definitely not let go next year.

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Zhang Yu put out the firecrackers and returned home... The mother had already cooked the dumplings, and the dumplings were cooked. It was already twelve o'clock, and the Spring Festival Evening program was full of excitement for a while. The firecrackers outside the window pinged and pinged, and the TV sounds were all over.

The new year of the New Year’s old year has arrived... it’s not to be continued.