Chapter 711: Wang Huan didn't go to the Spring Festival Gala!

Wang Huan is watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Yes, no one expected that Wang Huan didn't even play with his mobile phone at this moment, and was staring at the TV seriously.

It's a habit he's developed since he was a child.

Unlike most young people who don't like to watch the Spring Festival Gala today, Wang Huan can be said to be an alternative, he almost never misses the Spring Festival Gala every year, and he sees the end of the last party from the first second, and he will not miss any program.

He was once crowned by his mother as the "most loyal fan of the Spring Festival Gala", even if his identity and status are very different from the past, this behavior has not changed.

Dad sat aside and asked, "Huanzi, why do you like to watch the Spring Festival Gala so much?" ”

Wang Huan said seriously: "No, I don't like it at all, but I think it's boring." ”

Dad was stunned: "Are you still watching when you're bored?"

Wang Huan said: "I think it's because I've been researching since I was a child. ”

Dad was surprised and said, "Research, what are you studying?"

Wang Huan said: "I'm studying how the Spring Festival Gala makes every show so boring and embarrassing, this is really a breathtaking ability!"

Dad: "......"

Wang Huan smiled slightly, and was about to continue talking.

I saw that on TV, the host had been connected to the real-time picture of the reporter from the magic capital.

Wang Huan just glanced at it, and the whole person was like being struck by lightning, and he froze in place in an instant. What did he see?! He even suspected that something was wrong with his eyes!

What's going on?

It's not scientific!

Why did he see the "Little Apple" dance he had just taught his mother in the picture he had just sent back from the reporter from the magic capital? And as far as the eye could see, almost all the aunts were dancing.

Overwhelming!

A sea of people!

Familiar singing, familiar dancing.

made Wang Huan's heart tremble.

At this moment, he only had a collapse in his heart. He suddenly remembered that when he was teaching his mother to dance just now, he made a fatal mistake: Wenwen was broadcasting live on the side just now!

"What a wreck!"

Wang Huan wanted to cry without tears, he lay on the sofa and stared blankly at the ceiling.

It's over, it's over.

The name of Mr. Wang's head is completely confirmed!

In a trance, he seemed to see such a scene, as long as he walked out of the door in the future, he would be surrounded by a group of aunts wherever he went, and enthusiastically called him "Mr. Wang".

Damn!!

……

……

On TV, the host was also stunned when he saw this scene. But she still smiled and said: "Fang Ni, hello, I am here at the Spring Festival Gala, can you tell you about the situation over there? How are you going to spend this Chinese New Year's Eve?"

Reporter Fang Ni said loudly: "Hello host, hello friends from the national audience, I am here in XX Square, the magic capital." There were quite a few people dancing behind me, and now that I've found an aunt, I'm going to interview her. ”

Fang Ni stretched out the microphone in front of an aunt next to her and asked, "Hello, Auntie, how are you going to spend this unforgettable Chinese New Year's Eve?"

Auntie pointed to the huge square dance army behind her: "Isn't this a clear place? Dancing, Mr. Wang gave us one of the biggest New Year's gifts tonight, so we must cherish this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and dance the square dance into the New Year." Hello during the Spring Festival, we are here with "Little Apple" and "The Most Dazzling National Style!!"

“……”

Fang Ni settled down and asked again: "Then don't you have any other plans? For example, at twelve o'clock, watch the Spring Festival Gala in front of the TV, and then count down with the 1.4 billion people across the country to welcome the arrival of the New Year?"

The aunt immediately shook her head: "Girl, I'm afraid you didn't understand what I said? Didn't I just say that I was going to step into the new year with a square dance? So this night we will dance here and do nothing else!"

"Thank you, Auntie. ”

Fang Ni put away the topic with interest, smiled at the camera and said, "Host, this is the situation on our side." Everyone here is listening to the songs written by Brother Huan and dancing the dances taught by Brother Huan, and the atmosphere is very warm. Everyone is ready to welcome the New Year with dancing, which has to be said to be a new way to welcome the New Year this year, and it is also low-carbon and environmentally friendly, which is beneficial to physical and mental health, which is really a very good way. ”

"Okay, thank you Fontie for bringing us the situation in the Demon City. ”

The host smiled and said: "Now let's connect Yangcheng again and see the enthusiasm of the people in Yangcheng." ”

Soon, the picture of Yangcheng came in.

This time, not only Wang Huan, but also the people of the whole country who were watching the Spring Festival Gala were also stunned.

If it weren't for the host saying that the picture was Yangcheng, everyone would even think that it was still the square in the magic capital just now. It's just two places too similar.

It's still a square with a lot of background.

The square is also densely packed with aunts.

Same song.

The same dance.

The energetic music came out of the picture, which shocked the people of the whole country who were watching the party again.

"Damn, this song again?"

"This dance again?"

"Wang Huan's songs and dances are too magical, aren't they?"

"Is this the meaning of completely occupying Chinese New Year's Eve?"

"What's going on?"

“……”

People who watch TV have begun to be blindfolded.

At this moment, Zhao Yuansheng's expression began to sink, he never expected that Wang Huan did not appear on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, but in such an incredible way, the name of this girl appeared in front of the people of the whole country again and again. This degree of promotion is even more powerful than Wang Huan's own Spring Festival Gala.

"It's poisonous, this Wang Huan, can he get the heat of the Spring Festival Gala?"

Zhao Yuansheng was so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

But what happened next made Zhao Yuansheng completely dumbfounded.

City.

After connecting.

“…… You're my little apple, I can't love you too much......"

It's still exactly the same song, accompanied by exactly the same dance, and it comes to everyone's eyes again.

Or the same large square dance team.

Lin Cheng.

“…… Spring is here again, and the flowers are blooming on the hillside......"

A certain ethnic minority.

“…… The vast end of the world is my love, and the flowers are blooming at the foot of the green mountains......"

Ten whole places.

It's all the same!

It's all square dance aunt team!

Everyone was dancing the dance that Wang Huan had just taught, singing "Little Apple" and "The Most Dazzling National Style"

It seems that the entire square of China has been occupied by them on this Chinese New Year's Eve.

Many viewers who were watching the live broadcast burst into tears with laughter.

"Mom, I can't help it, Brother Huan didn't go to the Spring Festival Gala, but he was everywhere in the Spring Festival Gala. ”

"Hahaha, that's true, Brother Huan is definitely the most exposed person in today's Spring Festival Gala. ”

"Those aunts have all been conquered by the Poison King?"

"Do you want to be so funny?"

"Hey, this dance is so poisonous, I almost jumped along. ”

When the audience is having fun.

Yan Hua's heart began to beat violently, and a strong sense of foreboding rose in his heart. In previous years, these aunts were the main force in watching the Spring Festival Gala, but tonight they all came out to square dance, so tonight's ratings ......

Yan Hua's heart was shocked.

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