Chapter 188 Grandparents are all on the show (three shifts, for Hollywood hegemon +2)

"it is good!!!"

"it is good!!!!!!!"

  In the aftermath of the drums, the audience screamed along with the stage fireworks rising to the sky.

  All the people were infected by the shocking drum sound just now. In fact, they didn't know what they were screaming for at this moment.

   But I just felt a suffocation in my chest, and I was so panicked if I didn't yell out or yelled out, I didn't have the energy!

  On the stage, Li Shixin, who was illuminated by fireworks and looked like he was stepping on a seven-colored cloud, was breathing heavily at this time.

  Just now this set was down, it was hearty, but it also used almost all of the energy.

  Due to the bonus of wrist strength and the skills learned in the jukebox, otherwise, if this body bone is so strong, I am afraid that the old man will be gone if the drum is not finished.

  However, watching the screaming and screaming of the audience, he still raised the drumsticks high and straightened up again!

   Regardless of whether the edge can be supported or not, the temperament must be squeezed to death!

  Following his action, the screams on the scene became sharp again.

  Drops!

  Received additional [exciting] cheers, 171,231 points!

  At this time, the director group.

  A group of choreographers and directors are really crying.

  When Li Shixin first came to power, they thought that this scene was broken.

  Unexpectedly, the effect on the scene was so shocking!

  It’s not even an exaggeration to say that for the experienced choreographers who have been directing at many galas, Li Shixin’s performance of the old Qinqiang drum king drum just now has a live effect that surpasses any live percussion performance they have ever seen.

  Too exciting!

  Just what the **** is this special firework!

  There was no performance in the previous scene, but when the fireworks came out, the original rhythm of the show was completely messed up!

   "Director, what should I do now? What should I do? Xu Ge is already ready, is it still not going on?"

   Facing the urging of the subordinates’ choreographer, director Fan Ximing gritted his teeth, “Quick! Let Xu Ge go while the fireworks are not over!”

   "Live, let Xu Ge hurry up while the fireworks are not over!"

As soon as the order was given, Xu Ge’s extremely angry voice came from the intercom: "I’m going to your grandma! When I go up and finish a set of handles, the fireworks will be cold! The old guy just turned the drum king drum wheel. After that, I’ll go up and knock again. Did you deliberately mix me up?!"

   "That's good too!" Hearing Xu Ge cursing his mother directly on the other end, the director was also anxious: "You can't go to the Huaxia River behind, what about the COS of more than 100 historical figures?"

   "Whoever **** loves who will go! I won't go!"

  Xu Ge's curse came out on the intercom.

"Fuck!" Hearing Xu Ge's reaction clearly, Fan Ximing was also anxious, with a sullen face, and pointed directly at the stage, "Isn't Xu Ge not up? Then let him go! Tell the scene, behind The part has been cancelled! Huaxia Changhe is reserved for the closing ceremony! The host announces the official opening of the cultural festival!"

   "Received!" The director was also holding fire in his heart. Hearing the director's order, he directly picked up the walkie-talkie: "Host, come on!"

  Following the order from the director, two hosts who had been completely confused hurriedly took the stage.

   Amidst clusters of fireworks shooting into the sky still changing postures, the emotions were sorted out.

  "Chinese civilization shines through the vast galaxy."

  "An ancient heritage, which has a long history along the Yangtze River and the Yellow River!"

  "After five thousand years of history, the fire of our civilization illuminates the darkness and guides our Chinese nation to move forward."

  "Across the vast land of more than 9.6 million square kilometers, the descendants of Yan and Huang, carrying the spirit of sages, carry forward the past!"

  "My friends, now, I officially announce it. The first Linxia Ancient City Cultural Festival sponsored by Linxia Ancient City Culture Company and sponsored by Doushou APP and Chadou Video for a week has officially opened!"

  噗!

  As the host deliberately speeded up the speech and finished the last sentence, the stage fireworks burst out for the last cluster, and the splendid fireworks like the flowers of the goddess exploded in the sky.

  The atmosphere of the audience skyrocketed again!

  One side of the stage. .

  Watching Li Shixin’s third-to-last transition show outside the window suddenly became the finale, Zhao Jinzhi pulled her military coat.

   "You old fellow, there are so many tricks."

   Smiling, she raised her finger and clicked on the window in front of her.

  Following her gaze, Li Shixin on the stage is still in a concave shape.

  ……

"Nice! Old guys, it's so shocking! I have never heard such a **** drumbeat! Those of you who have not entered the live broadcast room just now, I tell you, really, you have lost a lot tonight! "

"Fuck! Just now I was like a devil. After listening to the drumming performance, I didn't want to **** do anything. I want to run home now! Give my wife a big kick on the ground! Do you know? Old irons, after this idea was born, I was taken aback! It's no longer possible, the head, it's really the head!"

  Under the stage, after the opening ceremony is announced, it is the time left by the organizer for the webcast.

In the Cultural Square, Linxia Ancient City Culture Company has built a cultural corridor, showing the IP achievements of the ancient city film and television base for so many years in the form of long corridor murals for anchors, Internet celebrities, and tourists. Live broadcast or take photos.

  But after the opening ceremony, most of the anchor attention was not here.

   Instead, he was talking about the shocking final scene of the opening ceremony just now.

  There are not only Chinese anchors, but also foreign faces.

  "Come on, I’m Shava! Don’t care about me, the makeup on my face is bad, I can’t help but cry.

  Before coming to China, my friends said that this is an ancient civilization with a long history. Here you can see a lot of things that you can’t see in Russia and the United States.

  But do you know? I have been in China for two years, and the most intuitive feeling is that in this country, there are fast-growing cities everywhere. The development speed of these cities is even crazier than Moscow, Kiev, even Washington, and New York!

  The young people here like beautiful and interesting things, but why don’t they come to see this?

  God, this is much more fun than those boys jumping around on stage with makeup and lipstick!

  Although I don’t understand what the old man sings, but at the moment he beats the drum, I really seem to see countless soldiers picking up their long spears and preparing to charge the enemy. This is the feeling that symphony or opera can't bring me!

  At that moment, your heart will really be burned! I don’t know if that’s right, God, Chinese is so difficult!

  But I still have to say, this is art! Those boys who put lipstick on their faces are not art, they are not beautiful, and they are not funny. "

  Behind a foreign girl who kept weeping and was struggling to broadcast live in Chinese, Wu Ming and Zhao Jinzhi left and right, helping Li Shixin to walk behind the stage.

  I didn't think there was anything just now, but Li Shixin couldn't stand it a little bit after the momentum passed.

  In front of everyone, he didn't dare to use the cheers value to reset his current state. Wu Ming and Zhao Jinzhi could only be allowed to hold themselves in the shape of "嫐" and walk into the Gucheng Culture Company to rest.

  "Oh! Look at you, at such an old age, don’t you know if you can do it? Just now it’s a stab, right now?"

   Facing Wu Ming’s complaint, Li Shixin grinned: "What is a man? For the sake of supporting the edge, you can suffer any crime, this is a man!"

  Looking at Li Shixin grinning and not forgetting to drive, Wu Ming twisted his arm fiercely.

   "I haven't counted whether I can do it? With such a heavy drum, what can you do? Now you know it's uncomfortable?" Zhao Jinzhi followed the lesson.

   "Hey!" Li Shixin smiled, "In fact, it's nothing, it's the same as the normal drum principle. It's just that the mallet is thicker and longer..."

   "tui!"

  Zhao Jinzhi blushed and took a sip.

   Seeing that he was driving through two hairpin bends, he blocked the two complaining about himself, Li Shixin breathed a sigh of relief.

  Can stop for a while.

  However, the sky does not fulfill everyone's wish.

   Just as he walked into the cultural company and was about to find a place to rest for a while, hula la surrounded a bunch of reporters.

   "Old man, I found you!"

"Old man, the hitting just now was really shocking! We just learned from the editor and director that this show should have been on Xu Ge. But even if the young Xu Ge went up, it was just a knock as the opening ceremony. The other side said that the skill of playing this kind of drumming has been lost. Can you tell us specifically, where did you pass this skill down?"

   "Hello, Teacher Li! I saw your drumming show, and all the people on stage were old people. Can you tell me what kind of organization your organization is?"

   Facing a group of babbled reporters, Li Shixin waved his hand to Wu Ming beside him.

   "Sister Wu Ming, you are the team leader, you go."

   "Good!" Wu Ming did not have stage fright, and directly acted as Li Shixin's spokesperson.

   Zhao Jinzhi caught Li Shixin’s eyes and helped him to quietly leave the reporter's circle.

   "Brother, why didn't you see Xiao Xiao?"

  As soon as she left the house, Zhao Jinzhi asked.

  Participated in "Only You" together, Zhao Jinzhi likes An Xiaoxiao.

  Li Shixin smiled, stood at the door of the cultural company, and took a look. Immediately found An Xiaoxiao's place among the crowd.

  He raised his hand and pointed, "Why not that!"

  ……

   "Wow! So beautiful! Really beautiful!"

   "Cixiu! It is Cixiu!"

   "It's Cixiu, that's right! At the end of "Return Date", Cixiu's representative screen is the tumbler who catches the drunk fairy. Now the real person has become a tumbler! So creative! So beautiful! Cixiu!"

  At this time, An Xiaoxiao was sitting on the tumbler base specially made by Zhang Ying, watching the surprise and enviable faces around her with tears.

  I don’t know which **** has just pushed himself, with inertia, under the action of the semi-arc base under him, An Xiaoxiao's whole body is really dangling like a tumbler!

  Looking at the faces that flew far and near, and the whole world that was spinning, An Xiaoxiao kept a faint smile on her face—this is what the teacher said, you must smile!

  Don't talk, keep smiling. In order to make yourself look smart and smart...

  But,

  I really want to vomit, my soul is pale!

  (~;)

   At noon, in order to work hard in the afternoon, I secretly ate five kilograms of roast lamb with my teacher on his back. I still haven't completely digested it! ! !

   Vomit.

  A strand of mutton came up in reverse.

  ()

  No way!

  An Xiaoxiao, you can’t vomit!

  You must not vomit!

  If it comes out...

  What a pity!

  (;)

   Forehead.

  An Xiaoxiao grumbled, and the lamb that had already turned up swallowed it back.

  This inverted, swallowed. Rao An Xiaoxiao couldn't help but hold back tears.

   Seeing An Xiaoxiao, the human tumbler's unknowingly changing teary eyes, those viewers who have watched the prequel of "Mobei" are in tears!

   "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Poor and beautiful! Too beautiful, oooo, hurry up, record a small video and see the real Cixiu at the cultural festival site, so happy! Oh, come on, Cixiu, don't stop! I'll help you push Fistful! Go!"

  Aside, watching the devil-like audience stop An Xiaoxiao, he pushed again, Chen Boshi shook his head, and sighed between the shaking of the two pony tails.

(.-_-.)Ugh,

  At this moment, she can't help but become poetic.

  Looking at An Xiaoxiao, who held back his vomiting and kept a delicate smile. Sighed:

   "Grandpa and grandma, they are all on the show."

   "Only Xiao Xiao is being beaten."

   aside, holding two pots of lovely Chen Yiyi and Su Sansan and raised their brows.

   slapped together.

   "It's so wet!" "It's so wet!"

  (.`), (`.)

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  (End of this chapter)