Chapter 62: The Gala 3

The darling of the stage is born to shine on the stage.

Uniform, soft and rigid, the song is completely integrated, and the tension and vitality in the action drive the atmosphere.

The children screamed under the stage, clumsily learning to be on stage, dancing with their hands. The old people looked at a few beautiful and very dazzling people on the stage, and they couldn't help but admire.

"The male dolls are very handsome." An old woman shouted at her wife, and the old man picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into the mouth of his swaying grandson: "Yes, it's quite energetic." ”

The very handsome male dolls were completely let go on the stage, although there was only a short period of less than a week to choreograph and practice the dance, but the stage effect was so good that people had nothing to say.

In the live broadcast room, there was a thick layer of "ah" on the barrage, and the fans of several people's Weibo rose layer by layer, breaking through the three million mark successively, Brother Fan looked at the data and couldn't close his mouth with joy, and boarded Narrator's official Weibo, and posted a few photos that Narrator secretly took when he practiced before.

The official Weibo followers also successfully exceeded 1 million.

At the end of the dance, several people stood in a row, all panting slightly, and the restlessness for the stage, lights, and music was boiling in their blood.

All five in one: "Narrator."

The lights of the stage dimmed suddenly.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, several people quickly took off their coats, revealing wide white T-shirts, and the pants were black ripped denim that had been changed in advance after discussion.

Mo Ci sat on the piano, helped the microphone, his fingertips danced on the piano, and the low voice hummed the prelude, the guitar that was prepared in the corner at the beginning was held by Han Yanzhi in his hand, the drum kit was brought to the stage, Qi Jin sat down, the bass was in the hand of Shi Wrong, he stood in front of the prepared microphone stand, and Jiang Xia stood in the middle of several people with the microphone.

The lights sprinkled on the stage little by little, and the aura on the stage also changed suddenly.

The song was Narrator's famous song "Daybreak" and the single "Listen to It", and the audience did not understand English, but they were happy to listen to the tune.

Just listening to the sound is also a pure pleasure. Jun Wan saw an empty table, touched the chair, and watched the grandparents relish on the stage, and was relieved, afraid that the grandparents would not understand and be unhappy.

Opening the food box on the table, Jun Wan got the note-shaped cookies and threw them into his mouth, no different from other cookies. Jun Wan looked at the rest - no ugly cat of his own.

Poured a glass of water and continued to look at the stage, the sound of music on the stage mingled, singing was a style, dancing was a style, and the treasure Narrator was right in front of him.

"Thank you." Jiang Xia bowed deeply, rubbed the sweat on the tip of his nose with his fingers, and looked at his teammates, several people's eyes flashed with excitement either obviously or faintly.

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"Please enjoy the opera "No Return", the performer Zhang Yang Wang Fan and so on." The little girl in red reported the curtain.

"No Return" is a well-known story for the locals, telling the story of a scholar and his beloved woman who made a private lifelong agreement, and then the scholar entered Beijing to catch the exam, the agreement between the woman and the beloved, the world is always so unsatisfactory, it will be two or three years to go to Beijing to catch the exam, the years will never treat women well, after the scholar left, the woman was forcibly married out by her family, and committed suicide by throwing herself into the water on the way to get married. After not returning, the scholar had an epiphany, abandoned the fame in his hand, and hid in the mountains with his wedding dress.

Looking at the few people who quietly ran over through the dark shadows under the stage, Jun Wan poured water on all the unused cups and set them up.