Chapter 404: What kind of garbage are you
Co-authored Xu Yuan's smoking addiction, did he really commit it?
Really?
Meng Xiaoxuan glared at Xu Yuan.
"Xu Yuan, smoking is bad for your health. Leehom also spoke.
Xu Yuan put the cigarette on the piano at this time, and then shrugged his shoulders, indicating that if he didn't smoke, he wouldn't smoke.
The crying appearance made the audience laugh.
Although this little sitcom is simple, the joy it brings to everyone is far stronger than the previous sketch.
The backstage performers also looked at each other and smiled, and the atmosphere was softened.
That's the big guy!
It's not just the effect of the show, they can also infiltrate the influence outside of the show.
Now, Xu Meng and Leehom use their strong mentality and rich performance experience to ease the audience and backstage.
Only in this way will their programs be more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Otherwise, dissatisfied viewers will not sincerely accept their show.
"Hey, Xu Yuan and Meng Xiaoxuan are sitting at the piano, do they want to perform a four-hand play?"
"It should be. Lang Lang is said to have injured his left hand and regrettably quit the performance, so he can only use Xu Meng on top. ”
"From an artistic point of view, Xu Meng's sum is not as good as Lang Lang's expectations for everyone. But...... Their popularity is enough to make up for everything, at least the average audience will like it more. ”
"Why can't Xu Yuan let other pianists be on top? I think Xu Yuan is really a drama bully, too domineering. ”
"The drama bully won't be squeezed out by the fresh meat surnamed Wang, look at that little fresh meat just now, playing like. ”
"That's it, without Xu Yuan and Meng Xiaoxuan, I almost fell asleep with that sketch just now. ”
Because of the Internet, actors can not only interact with the live audience, but also with the national audience.
Xu Yuan and Meng Xiaoxuan joined forces with four hands and successfully opened.
"There is a group of people in the east of the ancient dragon, and they are all descendants of the dragon!"
Leehom held a handsome silver dragon guitar and made a shining debut, and Xu Meng and Xu Meng each had a strong visual impact.
The top king, the first traffic in China, and the most powerful male artist this year, the three of them worked together to present an audio-visual feast to the audience.
Throughout the whole process, the audience was in a state of excitement, constantly applauding, constantly applauding, and constantly singing along.
Among them, Leehom's solo amazed the audience, and the momentum completely overwhelmed Xu Meng, which was amazing.
The song "Descendants of the Dragon" saved the atmosphere of the Spring Festival Gala and pushed it to a peak.
This is Leehom!
This is the former Wahaha spokesperson!
It's a pity that Wahaha's garbage brand operation, after terminating Leehom, said that he was old and couldn't do it anymore.
Let a legend become a joke.
So don't look down on the rich second generation of spicy chickens who do nothing every day, drive a sports car, and soak their sisters. Because although they are useless, they have little to no side effects on the family business.
But Wahaha's daughter is different, as soon as she gets serious, she loses Wahaha a few nine-figure figures in minutes!
Seriously, instead of that, she might as well let go of the fun.
Not to mention that she can't spend so much money, it won't ruin the reputation of the family brand, and she doesn't have to work so hard herself.
Win-win, right?
After singing the song, the audience is not happy.
It's hard to have such a wonderful show, but five or six minutes passed in the blink of an eye.
A good show will make people reluctant to give up from the bottom of their hearts.
Everyone was reluctant to let Xu Yuan go, and they just took the curtain and stepped down.
And Xu Yuan really didn't disappoint everyone.
He picked up the pack of cigarettes that had been placed on the piano, opened it on the spot, and shook out one.
Everyone laughed and knew that this was mostly a situational performance.
Don't say it, this kind of performance is more interactive with the audience, very interesting, and will make everyone smile.
"Hey, Xiaoxuan, where is my fire?" Xu Yuan touched his body and found the fire.
Meng Xiaoxuan had already walked to the side of the stage at this time, threw away Xu Yuan's lighter at a classified garbage can, and said with a smile: "Garbage classification, starting with you and me." Lighters are not hazardous garbage, but dry garbage!"
Leehom laughed and walked towards Meng Xiaoxuan, he and Xiaoxuan were the same head, but before he could speak, Meng Xiaoxuan asked, "What kind of garbage are you?"
Leehom was stunned in place.
"I'm not garbage...... I'm here to throw the paper that I just wiped my sweat on......"
The audience burst into laughter!
Garbage classification, the right thinking!
But Xu Yuan quit.
"Don't give me fire, I'll do it myself!" Xu Yuan sat next to the piano.
Suddenly, the audience began to chant!
The show didn't end there.
Xu Yuan still has to play the piano!
Everyone is excited, it's time to burn the piano!
Who can forget Xu Yuan's handsome throw at Jay's concert?
It was a masterful performance, a miracle in the piano world!
Today, Xu Yuan is going to perform live?
Poop!
Xu Yuan began to play.
Wild bees fly, send!
Leehom used his guitar to make peace, but after a minute, Leehom put down his guitar.
Can't keep up.
At this time, the sound of the piano became more and more urgent, and the audience was almost suffocated, and there was no sound at all, only the musical notes flowed in Xu Yuan's hands.
Poop!
A scratch and a perfect finish.
But the applause did not ring.
Because everybody knows that it's not over yet.
There is also the most classic scene.
The camera zoomed in, Xu Yuan took his cigarette and pointed the cigarette butt at the piano key pestle.
One second!
Two seconds!
Three seconds!
The cigarette butts are red!
The white fog is rising!
Cigarettes, be lit!
Full ...... Screaming!
The applause continued for ten seconds!
Everyone, conquered by this hand!
Piano ghost hand, piano burning moment, worthy of the name!
This time, although the piano was not burned, the lighting of a cigarette was even more intimidating.
Can you imagine that cold piano is now a high-temperature igniter?
So, what kind of hand is Xu Yuan's hand?
Is it cooked now?
Xu Yuan was triumphant, ready to put the cigarette to his mouth.
However, a hand was quicker than him and snatched the cigarette away.
Meng Xiaoxuan trotted all the way and extinguished the cigarette on the smoking tray above the trash can.
Then he threw the cigarette into the dry garbage bin and said, "Cigarette butts are also dry garbage, but they are not recyclable." The previous lighters, on the other hand, were recyclable. ”
"Garbage classification, energy conservation and emission reduction, start from you and me!"
The trio bowed together, and the show ended here.
This performance is a bit nonsensical, but professionals can see some montage techniques from it. Who designed this sequence, and why does it feel like a director has practiced his work?
Did Xu Yuan ask Chen Kewen or Cao Dun to help? Or was it his own inspiration?
If it is the latter, then Xu Yuan may be a little different in the coming year.
A good program is something that the audience can feel.
"One more! one more!"
Someone opened his mouth to retain, saying slogans that would only appear in concert performances.
Spring Festival Gala, how can you let you have another one?
But this sentence won the support of the people, and soon formed a chain reaction, and the audience chanted "one more"!
Xu Yuan and the three of them didn't leave, and neither did they stay.
"Okay, then another one!"
Xu Yuan spoke.
Carnival for all.
These sand sculpture viewers completely forgot that the next show is also Xu Yuan, Meng Xiaoxuan, Leehom and others.
Netizens covered their heads, the live version was really magical, and the audience's intelligence collectively declined.
"However, before that, let us welcome our good friend with the warmest applause, Lang Lang!" Xu Yuan pointed to the back of the stage, and a figure appeared brightly.
Lang Lang wore a glove on his left hand, shook his hand to greet everyone, and then sat down next to the piano.
"Everyone should already know that Lang Lang's hand was accidentally injured this afternoon and regretfully withdrew from the performance. Xu Yuandao, "He, like me, is the first time to appear on the big stage of the China Television Spring Festival Gala." ”
"This afternoon, he was on my shoulder, crying like a pig. ”
"He told me that even if he was injured, he would definitely play a song for everyone today. ”
This spirit moved the director team of the Spring Festival Gala. I hope that later, I can also impress everyone. Thank you. ”
The three bowed.
Applause rang out.
Lang Lang's eyes were red.
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