Chu He's energy exploded again, he was going to perform in the Great Hall of the People, where would the fans miss it?

For a while, Weibo, Tieba, and Beep Station ...... Fans in many places are talking about it.

Which orchestra hosts is not the key, the key is the Great Hall of the People, and the more critical is that Chu He is in the Great Hall of the People.

The ladies and sisters must witness this scene with their own eyes.

Liu Zhiqing also saw Chu He's Weibo, and read the comments of the wife group for a while with daily resentment, and then sent a text message to Chu He: "Don't be nervous, relax your mind, I wish you success." ”

Chu He, who was taking a bath, received this text message, inexplicably, hehehehe.

"Zhiqing, I went to rehearsal today, and I kept failing, and I was really scared to death. It's a place to receive foreign guests, and there are so many social elites watching, I'm so scared. Chu He decisively replied to the text message.

Liu Zhiqing frowned, this was not the same as the Chu River she knew.

Isn't the Chu River a big one?

But if you think about it, it's stressful for anyone to perform in that kind of place, right? Chu He has experienced too few big scenes, which is understandable.

"Don't be nervous, just be in the music room." Liu Zhiqing continued to comfort.

"I'm scared to pee, I really want Zhiqing to hug me." Chu He continued to complain.

Liu Zhiqing pursed her lips, is she really that nervous?

She was a little overwhelmed, she was far away in Jiangcheng, and she couldn't help Chu He.

was struggling, and Chu He's text message came again: "Can you let me see my legs?" I want to divert my attention. ”

Liu Zhiqing's eyes were cold, you are really a fucking pervert!

"Get out!" She replied with a word and snorted.

Chu He smashed it, smashed it, and Nima failed, other people's little white faces have rich women's days, I can't touch it, I beg you to have fun.

Chu He had no choice but to put down his mobile phone and take a bath.

In the office of the Lucheng Group, Liu Zhiqing finished processing the final documents, and thought of Chu He's perverted request in her mind.

That guy doesn't die of a thief.

"Hmph." Liu Zhiqing closed the folder, then looked down at her long legs.

The smooth long legs are slender and snow-white, from the legs to the ankles, every inch of skin is flawless, even the instep is outlined with a sexy arc, the five toes are round and white, and the ice blue nail polish adds a touch of coolness.

Liu Zhiqing snorted again, then grabbed her phone and slapped her leg and immediately deleted it: "It's impossible to show you!" ”

But after a while, she took another picture, adjusted many angles, and slapped both legs in, full of temptation.

This is a selfie of the female president, and there is a strange stimulus.

Liu Zhiqing's face was a little hot, and she secretly thought why she wanted to shoot it, but she didn't delete it this time, but it was impossible to send it to Chu He.

After half a ring, Liu Zhiqing tinkered with her mobile phone for a while, and sent the photo to Chu He: "Come on, I'll clean you up when I come back." ”

Chu He, who has already gone to bed, is happy, Liu Zhiqing sent a text message again, or MMS, is it ......

When he opened it, his face was black, and his eyes were full of mosaics.

Sister, the mosaic of your beautiful legs is thicker than my leather bag!

"Aren't you okay with mosaics?"

"No, farewell."

"Pleasure from Liu Zhiqing +233."

Hey, sleep.

The next day, September 13, the Chinese Music Festival officially opened.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the Chu River arrived. Shao Yaoyao and Dong Xiang also came, and the two finally began to get nervous, although it was the end, they couldn't make a fool of themselves.

Shao Yaoyao deliberately went to the gap in the stage curtain to peek at the audience seat in the Jinse Hall, and shrank his head at a glance: "There are so many people!" I also saw a few stars! ”

The audience was filled to the brim, all of which were upper-class people and masters of instrumental music.

The Chinese Music Festival is not open to the public, and only those who are invited can come.

But if the pressure is too high, it will not be grounded, and it will not attract too many people, for example, in the live broadcast room, the popularity is so miserable that it is impossible to look at it directly, and no one usually watches the Chinese music performance at all.

At this time, in a lounge backstage, the lazy staff opened the live broadcast room and aimed the camera at the stage of the Golden Se Hall.

At this time, the music festival is about to start, Shao Minghua is pushed on stage, and his old guys are also in place, to kick off the music festival, and it is just right to start the live broadcast at this time.

The staff in charge of the live broadcast room is not fixed, whoever is free will come to open a live broadcast, and they will not explain, just leave when they are opened, and just come over occasionally to take a look.

The person in charge of the live broadcast room today is called Jiang Li, a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old woman, who is usually responsible for a little makeup task in the group.

"Hello everyone, this is the live broadcast room of the Chinese Orchestra of the Song and Dance Theater of the Great Hall of the People, the music festival will start soon, you can pay attention to give gifts or something if you like it." Jiang Li yawned and was about to leave when she was done.

But when Jiang Li took a step, out of the corner of her eye, she saw that the empty barrage frame in the live broadcast room suddenly had a barrage.

And like fish, one after another, they quickly converged into a school of fish.

Jiang Li was stunned for a moment, what's the situation? Usually there may not be ten barrages for a few hours of live broadcast, but there are dozens of barrages just starting today?

Jiang Li didn't leave, staring at the screen.

That's right, the barrage is one after another, the gifts have also been brushed up, and the popularity of the live broadcast room has exceeded 10,000.

After another two minutes, the popularity exceeded 100,000, and the gifts did not stop at all.

Jiang Li's mouth grew up, and she was still a little panicked for a while. I've never received such attention from my own orchestra.

"Uh...... Well, welcome to our live broadcast room. Jiang Li spoke into the microphone, she didn't show up, she just spoke.

The barrage has skyrocketed again.

"What about the big river? When will he come to power? ”

"Damn, it's really the Great Hall of the People, I've seen it on TV, is Dahe going to take the stage?"

"Husband, husband, I love you, I bought all the 520 birthday red envelopes my boyfriend gave me and gave them to you!"

"Big River, look at the feet."

Jiang Li was stunned, she watched the popularity of the live broadcast room exceed 200,000, 300,000, and 500,000!

It's still eight o'clock in the morning!

Jiang Li swallowed her saliva and hurriedly ran out to find the head of the regiment.

Cheng Jie, the head of the troupe, was talking to the members of the group in a corner: "Although this music festival is not as good as New Year's Day, it is also very important, the people sitting in the audience are all upper-class people, and the popular stars are here, no one can make a mistake......

"Leader, the live broadcast room is a little weird!" Jiang Li interrupted Cheng Jie's lecture.

Cheng Jie was displeased on the spot: "If something goes wrong, it's closed, you have to say everything?" ”

"It's not...... There is no problem, it is popularity. Jiang Li's face was full of excitement, "The popularity has exceeded 500,000, and it is the first time that there are so many people in our live broadcast room!" ”

"Huh?" Cheng Jie was stunned, and the rest of the members were in a commotion all of a sudden, how could it be?

In fact, everyone doesn't care about the live broadcast, but it's always good for a lot of viewers to watch it, especially after half a year of live broadcast in the underworld, it is also very depressing to squeeze out inconsequential things for many years.

Why don't people like to watch Chinese music? Why don't you pay attention to the quintessence of the country?

So when Jiang Li said that her popularity exceeded 500,000, everyone was shocked and stunned.

Cheng Jie couldn't help but be moved: "Let's go, go and see." ”

He went to the live broadcast room to check, and the members followed curiously, most of them were younger, in their thirties at most, and they all knew more about the Internet.

However, when I entered the live broadcast room, the web pages were gone, and the computer was still blue screen.

Cheng Jie was displeased again: "What is it?" Broken computer? ”

"It often breaks, I guess the web page crashed, wait for me to restart." Jiang Li was also depressed, why did she collapse?

She tinkered for a while, and finally opened the page again.

In an instant, the audience who had just been stuck rushed in, and their popularity soared.

"I'll go, are all the orchestra live broadcast rooms in your imperial capital so stuck? Internet cafes in Mongola? ”

"Where's my Chu He husband? Hurry up and release it! ”

"It's stuck, you still sell tickets, I'll fly directly to see my husband."

"Am I the only one who wants to see Miss Dong?"

Cheng Jie showed a look of surprise: "Is that Chu He so famous?" ”

Jiang Lixing rushed to open the microphone: "Hello everyone, this is the live broadcast room of the Chinese Orchestra of the Beijing Song and Dance Theater, you can follow us on Weibo......"

The members were also very excited, and after learning instrumental music for more than ten years, they felt the joy of being noticed for the first time.

"Okay, they're coming to the Chu River, what are you happy about? I went to prepare. Cheng Jie scolded, but his face softened a lot, and he was obviously quite satisfied.

On the other side of the backstage, Dong Xiang grabbed his mobile phone to watch the orchestra's live broadcast room, carefully counting how many zeros there were in popularity.

"One, two, three, four...... A million! Dong Xiang laughed and sent a barrage: "Ask again, am I the only one who wants to see Miss Dong?" ”

(I'm afraid of writing when I write Carvin, so I write very slowly, thank you for your tips, good night) 2k reading network