"Oh, the one who played Infernal Affairs."

"That's right, he kept telling me that he wanted to see real kung fu."

Huo Yunting was a little puzzled, how important was this computer? Can't you come in person to fix a computer?

But he didn't take it to heart, he just thought it was a little weird.

At 8 o'clock in the morning of the 24th, the Zhonghua Martial Arts Hall was officially listed, and Huo Yunting drove there at half past six.

There are not many people who call, such as Guo Degang and Yu Qian, Liu Dehua, Jay Chou and other old friends, in addition to Wu Bin, Liu Baoshan, Yu Chenghui and other old-timers.

There are only a dozen or so people when they are full, but with seniors and masters, he can't be too late to go.

At around half past seven, Huo Yunting vaguely saw the building of his martial arts hall, and there was a black and oppressive figure.

"Damn, what's the situation?"

I rolled down the window, poked my head out and swept it, there must have been forty or fifty people, to say the least.

Jay Chou, the co-pilot, was a little nervous, "Yunting, is this a kicking hall?" ”

"Not really, right?" Huo Yunting rubbed his chin, "Which one doesn't kick my hall with long eyes." ”

After thinking about it, he patted Liu Yifei beside him, "I'll let you go down and go down again." ”

"Hmm. Be careful yourself. ”

With a "creak", the car stopped in front of the martial arts hall, twisted his neck, rattled, and Huo Yunting got out of the car.

Subsequently—

"Mr. Huo, congratulations on the opening of the martial arts hall and good luck!"

As soon as he got out of the car, a group of smiling people wearing long shirts congratulated him under the leadership of Guo Degang and Yu Qian.

Without waiting for him to speak, Wu Bin, Liu Baoshan, and Yu Chenghui also stepped forward.

"Master Huo, the Chang period is open, and the Taixiang is like the spring of Qiyang. Good luck with the opening of the martial arts hall!"

In the end, it was Wang Zhongjun, who was dressed in formal clothes, who shook hands with him, "Yunting, you are really silent and do great things, I wish you a good opening of this martial arts hall." ”

Most of the Deyun Club was pulled over by Guo Degang, and the three old men also brought some disciples who could do it, and Wang Zhongjun also brought a lot of Huayi artists.

Huo Yunting swept over, and there were many familiar faces.

Good guys, I only called a few, but I didn't expect so many people to come. His forty or fifty people still said that it was less.

Clasped his hands into fists, "Thank you for coming, thank you, thank you." ”

Wiping the cold sweat on my forehead a little, thanks to the fact that this place is a bit out of place, and it is also thanks to the fact that there are no reporters here today, otherwise I would have to dominate the news for two days.

Then he hurriedly beckoned Shen Teng over and asked him to cancel the reservation of the hotel tables and change them to the first floor.

Liu Yifei got out of the car at this time, and the noise in front of the crowded martial arts hall stopped for a moment, and then became enthusiastic again.

The relationship between Huo Yunting and Liu Yifei has long been spread throughout the circle, and the two of them got out of a car today to do it in person.

Although no one asked, they understood everything.

was directing the staff to hang the plaque, and Shen Teng, who was sweating profusely, ran back with a smoke. He was carrying a plastic bag with four or five cigarettes in it, all of which had been opened.

"Brother Huo, smoke."

Huo Yunting gave him a thumbs up in his heart, this emotional intelligence is called high.

The plaque was hung and the audience applauded. Most of them are the boys from Deyun Club.

Originally, Huo Yunting was going to greet the guests to the hotel, and he had a banquet, but he didn't seem to mean that.

Wang Zhongjun was very busy, handed over a big red envelope of 8888, and got in the car and left with a polite sentence with Old Man Yu.

Only a few of the artists he brought were familiar with Huo Yunting, and most of them said a few auspicious words, stuffed a red envelope and left.

Guo Degang shirked and said that there were still a few performances and that he would rehearse today, so he left in a hurry.

Liu Dehua said that there were still a few announcements, and he handed over a thick red envelope and went to the airport, and Jay Chou had to rehearse in advance for tomorrow's Spring Festival Gala rehearsal......

In the end, there were only three old men left.

Liu Yifei stood beside Huo Yunting obediently and greeted the three old men in turn.

"Master Wu is good, Master Liu is good, Master Yu is good."

The little girl is well-behaved and smart, with a pure spirit, and she has just spoken to all the big names and behaved decently, and Yu Chenghui feels comforted in her heart.

As the old saying goes, marrying a wife and marrying a virtuous person is not marrying a woman.

This little girl looks likeable, and she has brains in talking and doing things, and she should be a virtuous person.

With his understanding of Huo Yunting, he would not look for that kind of messy woman.

"Yunting is half of my apprentice, and half of my apprentice's daughter-in-law." Yu Chenghui said, taking out a small gourd from his pocket.

coughed lightly, "I didn't prepare in advance, this little gourd is a meeting gift, and the old man will back it up when you get married." ”

The gourd is also a good thing, meaning blessing, right......

"I said to the old man, everyone is a junior who sends gourds to his elders, what's wrong? Are you doing the opposite? ”

"Fuck off." Yu Chenghui scolded angrily, "What are you talking about from here without even preparing a meeting gift." ”

Liu Yifei took the small gourd, played with it lightly with his fingertips, pursed his lips and smiled, "Thank you, Master Yu, I like this little thing very much." ”

"Look, that's what you're called Kennai." Liu Baoshan's smile was meaningful.

"Yunting, there's something I'm going to give you."

Yu Chenghui changed the topic, untied the long package he was carrying, and gently placed it on the table.

Inside was a two-handed sword.

Visually about 1.6 meters long, the red cloth wrapped around the black hilt, there is a sharp beauty.

Huo Yunting gently pulled out a little, the blade of the sword was sharp, and a cold light appeared.

"Click"

Closing it and looking at the mottled marks on the hilt of the sword, Huo Yunting's eyelids moved slightly.

"It's your own sword."

"In the future, I guess I won't need it."

Huo Yunting nodded solemnly and carefully picked up the sword with both hands.

"Master Xie gave me the sword."

Liu Baoshan on the side also smiled happily and handed over a set of clothes.

It was a pure white practice uniform, Huo Yunting unfolded it and looked at it, and there was a golden dragon tattooed on his left shoulder.

"I found someone to customize it by hand, and these are all good materials."

"Thank you, master."

Finally, Wu Bin took out a small notebook, "I've been busy giving you this thing these days, and I don't have time to think about what to give you, so let's take this as a gift." ”

took the light blue book, Huo Yunting opened it: Hongyi martial arts, both ability and political integrity; Courage and courage remain, and the proud bones will remain for a long time......

It is the precept of the Chinese martial arts hall.

Huo Yunting also held it with both hands, took it and nodded, "Thank you, Master Wu." ”

"Polite words are avoided, you kid hurry up and put the paper out for me."

"It must be, I'll start when the Spring Festival Gala is over."

The three masters did not stay long, and left their own gifts.

Looking at the three gifts on the table, Huo Yunting exhaled heavily.

"That, Brother Huo, do you want to return this hotel?" Shen Teng asked on the side.

He had just called to take down the entire hotel, and now the guests were gone.

Huo Yunting smiled helplessly, "Retreat." ”

The whole listing time was not long, it lasted more than half an hour. In addition to these three gifts of immeasurable value, the red envelopes alone received more than 200,000 yuan.

Looking at the four big words on the plaque: Zhonghua Martial Arts Hall, Huo Yunting stood for a while.

On January 25th, the rehearsal for the Spring Festival Gala officially began, Huo Yunting changed into his practice clothes early and sat in the audience and waited eagerly.

Their martial arts performance "Prosperous Heroes" is the penultimate show, and it will take a while. It is because he can enjoy other people's programs first.

The Spring Festival Gala is probably the stage where you can see the most stars, and all the big names are on the battlefield. However, Huo Yunting didn't feel much about their fame, he was more interested in the performances of these people.

Melodious music sounded, the dancers in the audience dressed up as flowers, and a lifting platform carried several hosts from top to bottom.

"Flying to spring, the heart is surging, the world is new."

"Flying to spring, the spring breeze is mighty, the mountains and rivers are beautiful ......"

Huo Yunting sat in the front row, and he could see it more clearly, it was Zhu Jun and Dong Qing, these two were also old acquaintances of the Spring Festival Gala.

After the short opening remarks, the main play begins.

"The whole world is learning Chinese ~ Confucius's words are becoming more and more international~"

"I'll send you away, thousands of miles away~"

"The plain embryo outlines the blue and white, and the pen is thick and light~"

"Lao Sui, after you leave, our donkey will be there, and then I will have it too, Lao Sui, I miss you."

"People who make money by trading stocks have a characteristic, dry lips."

"When the car hits the wall, you know that it is turned, when the stock rises, you know that you buy it, when you make a mistake and sentence, you know that you have repented, and when the snot flows into your mouth, you know that it is dumped, and you still think it is yogurt!"

"Qi Delong, Qi Dongqiang, Qi Delong Dong Qiang!"

All kinds of sketches, cross talk, songs, and the audience laughed again and again.

However, among these people, Huo Yunting also saw a face that surprised him.

"Brothers and sisters hold their chests up, and they are not afraid of wind and rain after hardships......"

The lead singer is Wang Baoqiang, the guy who was kicked by him in the crew of "No Thieves in the World".

Good guy, this kid is also on the Spring Festival Gala.

Looking at Wang Baoqiang, who was wearing a work hat and his face was full of enthusiasm, Huo Yunting couldn't help but smack his lips. If Huang Bo saw this, he might have to sigh for a while.

When the penultimate song "Happy Events" began to be sung, people in the audience began to go backstage one after another, and Huo Yunting was also one of them.

It's time for their "Prosperous Heroes".

“…… Next, please enjoy the martial arts performance, "The Glory of the Age". ”

"Chen Ju, let me tell you, our biggest dark horse in this year's Spring Festival Gala is this martial arts performance."

The middle-aged man with his hair meticulously combed and black-rimmed square glasses didn't speak, just nodded.

He had heard Zhang Xiaohai tell him this too many times.

He didn't pay much attention to it, though.

Past data and discussion heat over the years can prove that the most popular is still sketches, cross talk, and other language programs.

Martial arts performances, even if there are bright spots, where can they shine?

The leading warriors came to the stage one by one, sticks, knives, tai chi, and long fists......

It's just that Chen Ju shook his head slightly, decent, no highlights.

Just as he was thinking about it, a cold light flashed into his eyes, and when he looked closely, it was a man in a black robe and holding a two-handed sword.

It looks familiar...... Oh, it seems to be that Ren Qiu Chuanwu?

In the middle of the slash, the person came to the center of the stage. The long sword in his hand danced vigorously, and Chen Ju couldn't help nodding his head.

His two-handed sword is still a bit of a sight, but it's still bad in terms of dark horses.

Just thinking about it in his heart, he suddenly saw the long sword in his hand scattered, and he flew sideways and kicked the hilt of the sword, and the long sword rotated at high speed.

Then his feet hit the ground, and his hands happened to grasp the hilt of the sword and slashed down.

Huo Yunting kept the sword splitting appearance still, this was the two seconds that were allocated to him alone.

Two seconds later, he played a sword flower, and the long sword was attached to him.

There was no applause in the audience, but there was no discussion either, as if everyone fell silent. Two seconds later, the discussion exploded.

Huo Yunting's face was still the same, standing at the front, he couldn't see any expression on his face.

This may be one of the benefits of being half-dead, and he can accept it for the time being when there are many people.

At least there will be no sudden symptoms such as dizziness and retching.

The people sitting in the audience are all the guests who participated in the Spring Festival Gala in 08, except for the art troupe of the dance program, the rest of the people are basically seeing it for the first time.

One by one, his eyes widened, and he grabbed the arms of the familiar people around him and kept asking.

"Am I right?"

"Did you kick the sword just now?"

"How did the sword hang in the air?"

Listening to the discussion in the audience behind him, Zhang Xiaohai couldn't help but puff up his chest and smile.

He felt that the most correct thing he had done was to invite Huo Yunting.

"Chen Ju, what do you think?"

Looking sideways at the leader, the serious expression on his face had collapsed, and the glasses on the bridge of his nose were pushed by him several times.

"Xiaohai, can you let this teacher perform again?"

It was already late at night when he left Studio No. 1, Huo Yunting was walking in the crowd, and many people were quietly looking at him with their eyes and muttering quietly.

Huo Yunting didn't squint, got into the car, and disappeared from the dust.

Today is the first official rehearsal, in addition to the program team, the leaders of various relevant departments are also present.

Looking at the expression of the serious man today, Huo Yunting took a reassuring pill.

His last Spring Festival Gala should be completely stable.

Now he dares to talk to his family, he hasn't said it before, but he is afraid that he will be knocked out temporarily like the legend of the phoenix.

On January 26, Huo Yunting was idle at home and brushed the Tianya Forum.

There will be a second rehearsal in a few days, and there is no change in his program, but other people's programs do.

I swiped to the adult sticker area of the Xiangjiang discussion area, and saw that someone had uploaded another set of pictures.

Huo Yunting criticized this behavior in his heart, and then clicked in.

The ragged clothes and the large door are probably a true portrayal of this set of pictures.

Huo Yunting, who was watching, shook his head.

He didn't know the hero and heroine, and quickly flipped to the comment area.

"This woman is so familiar."

"This is the little bell?"

"The man is ???"

"Huh?" Huo Yunting's brows furrowed.

ps: I suddenly had a stomach ache last night, and I wanted to go to the emergency department five kilometers away at three o'clock, but I couldn't get a taxi. It will be five o'clock before going to bed.

Hopefully it's just gastroenteritis, not stones or something.

(End of chapter)