Chapter 773: There is no feast in the world that will not be dispersed
Li Yi made a joke, looked at the barrage of laughter and joy of the audience, and then smiled: "Although our show has come to an end, it will be a long time to come, and we will still have a chance to meet in the future." ”
"Yes."
Huang Xiaoming nodded and agreed: "Even if the program is over, we are still friends, if I have time, I will go to you for dinner, is it okay?" ”
As he spoke, he smiled and patted Li Yi's arm and asked.
"No problem, I'll give you the right to eat permanently."
Li Yi said with a smile, patted Huang Xiaoming's back, and pressed Liu Yifei's head beside him.
Liu Yifei narrowed her eyes and smiled happily.
Li Yi let go of his hand, stretched out her shoulder again, and hammered Wu Lei's shoulder.
"Shhh
The corners of Wu Lei's eyes twitched, and he gasped.
Today he didn't do anything all day, he kept spinning pork belly around the soup pot, and his arms were cramping.
"Can I bring my family along?"
Zhao Jinmai raised his hand to ask, and after asking, he stuck out his tongue with a smile.
"Yes, but you need to bring your own ingredients."
Li Yi made a joke, and then continued to the camera: "If you haven't followed my video account, you can pay attention, and I will broadcast live from time to time in the future, send some cooking and daily videos, you can see them on the short video platform." ”
In the show, only Li Yi can do this, but everyone has no opinion.
In the process of recording each episode of the program in the past, Li Yi's live broadcast was also started simultaneously.
In the past three months, the number of his fans has reached more than 40 million.
And just after he finished saying this, the number of his fans officially exceeded 50 million.
"I'm paying attention to it, and I'm looking forward to the follow-up."
"Shoot more videos, and give you one click to connect three times."
"Haha! I'm an old fan of Brother Yi, and I paid attention to it when the fans didn't break 10 million. ”
"Millions of fans dare to say that they are old fans? I was watching Brother Yi sell fried rice on the street. ”
"It seems that it is really going to end, and after watching it for a few months, I am really reluctant."
"When will we see each other again?"
Seeing that someone was playing in the live broadcast room, Li Yi smiled and glanced at Zhou Xingchi at the dining table behind him, and then smiled at the camera: "Next year's spring will be the time when we will see each other again." ”
Hearing his words, Zhou Xingchi also looked over and smiled.
This is his line in "Jiupin Sesame Official", which is naturally familiar.
After playing a stalk, Li Yi looked at Huang Xiaoming with a smile and asked, "It's okay, right?" ”
"Hmm."
Huang Xiaoming looked at the barrage flying in the display screen, thought for a while, and then rubbed his chin and said with a smile: "It feels like this ending seems a bit dry..."
"What's wrong?"
Zhao Jinmai on the side asked.
Huang Xiaoming didn't answer, but there was a melodious sound of the horse-head piano behind him.
Li Yi and the others looked back, and the lenses of each film crew also turned to Changji.
The sound of the horse-head violin came from Tenggol's hand, who sat at the back of the table, put the horse-head violin on his lap, and played the melodious sound.
Next door, Linghua smiled and spoke, and a singing voice that seemed to float from Tengger brought everyone to the grassland in an instant.
It was the long tune of the Mongolian people, desolate and full of vitality.
When Linghua's long tune dissipated, Daolang suddenly spoke, and his rough voice took over the tune, bringing everyone from the grassland into the Gobi.
Seeing this scene, the audience in the live broadcast room was stunned.
"What is this for?"
"What's going on?"
The audience in the live broadcast room was confused, but the guests at the scene were not surprised at all, just smiled and looked at the few people singing and playing.
Suddenly, Zheng Jun's singing voice joined in.
"There is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed~!"
After this lyric was spoken, the audience in the live broadcast room immediately understood, and they all became excited.
This song is one of Zheng Jun's masterpieces, and many viewers have heard it.
"There is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed~!"
Zheng Jun sang it again.
This time, Duan Yihong and Chen Jianbing also sang along.
At this time, Zheng Jun picked up the guitar and joined the rhythm, which immediately made the atmosphere a lot more cheerful.
"There is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed~!"
The singing resumed, and this time all the guests at the scene sang together.
In the live broadcast room, the audience also began to join in, swiping the screen together.
The director typed the lyrics in the live broadcast screen, and countless viewers also posted voice notes in the comment area and sang along.
"There is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed~!"
"Next time, we'll meet again!"
This is a changed lyric, which has changed the sadness and helplessness in the original lyrics and turned it into a happy farewell song.
"Hey, hey! Roar~! ”
With a whistle, Elken's guitar joined, and the increasingly cheerful flamenco guitar took the joyful atmosphere of the scene to a higher level.
Seeing this, Reba got up directly, stepped on small steps, raised his hands, spun quickly, and turned to the center of the performance area lightly.
The dynamic flamenco is paired with the dance of the Uyghur girl, and the joy of the atmosphere suddenly reaches the extreme.
The guests at the scene also jumped up, although they were not very professional, they just moved their necks, but they also had fun.
In the midst of joy, Huang Xiaoming pulled the camera, hugged Li Yi and Wu Lei, and shouted at the camera: "Audience friends, the recording of this season is over here, let's see you next season!" ”
"See you next season!"
Liu Yifei and Zhao Jinmai held hands and waved goodbye to the camera with a smile.
Syllable!
The device that had been prepared overhead was opened, and the petals fell, as if a rain of petals had fallen on the scene.
With the petals in the sky, the audience in the live broadcast room was also saying goodbye with a barrage.
"There is no feast in the world that will not be dispersed, see you next season!"
"Shoot the next season early! I'm waiting for dinner! ”
"Bye-bye! Don't forget to blog when you go back. ”
"See you next season!"
After the monitor, the director commanded the film crew: "Start with the 24th camera, shoot a close-up, cut, cut again, okay, the No. 1 machine gives a big panorama, cut the drone, rise, pull away, good!" Click! Perfect! ”
The live broadcast stopped in the long-range video of the drone overlooking below, and the broadcast station also cut off the live broadcast signal.
Looking at the farewell barrage that was still brushing in the dark live broadcast room, Wang Tian sighed embarrassedly, and then got up and smiled at the program team staff: "Okay, it's finished, hard work, everyone!" ”
When the on-site staff heard this, they didn't show any happiness, but they all didn't care about looking for a place to sit or lie down, stretching their waists, and yawning.
Now people don't want to do anything, they just want to take a good rest.
The guests were still dancing happily, and it wasn't until Elken finished with a beautiful strumming that everyone stopped.
"That's it?"
At this time, everyone realized that the live broadcast had ended.
"Congratulations!"
"The end is over!"
"Everyone's worked hard!"
The crowd applauded and thanked the staff.
"It's done..."
Huang Xiaoming looked back at the restaurant in the night, and his tone was embarrassed.
After leaving today, the restaurant will also be demolished.
The next time they come in, it's as tourists.
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