The audience members present at the scene all wore expressions that suggested cerebellar atrophy.
After a few seconds of silence, the whole audience burst into laughter!
"Hahaha, even the little ones are involved?"
"Oh well, whatever we see, we'll just watch it."
" Spider-Man has already possessed a Daoist priest and is singing Qinqiang opera; there's nothing I can't accept now!"
The two Tartars walked and talked.
They said they wanted to send these lambs to the soldiers on the front lines as rations.
The scene quickly changed, and they arrived outside Xiangyang City.
The Tartars set up the grill to roast a whole lamb.
"Soul elixir, pour it upon..."
"Don't water us!"
The lambs were so frightened that they scattered and ran away.
They escaped backstage and quickly changed into their lion dance costumes.
Soon, four little lions of different colors ran onto the stage.
Amidst the resounding drumbeats, they struck a seemingly professional lion dance pose.
The last little yellow lion even tripped and fell, and when it got up it was dizzy and disoriented, shaking its rear end frantically towards the audience.
Although it was a mess, everyone was swaying with incredible energy!
[Aww, this puppy-like little lion is so cute!]
[The little lion head is so cute! They should release some cultural and creative products! I'm buying them all!]
[Although they weren't very proficient, they were so dedicated! I witnessed the power of passing on the torch! It even brought tears to my eyes, making this unscrupulous businessman like myself. From now on, I'll only sell rotten fruit to college students TAT.]
This lion dance was actually the prelude to the start of the war.
Soon, the martial arts world of the Central Plains was at war with the enemy.
The guests gave a serious performance.
The background has changed to the desolate city of Xiangyang at dusk.
All martial arts practitioners united to defend the city and resist the Tartars army.
It includes numerous scenes of life and death separations, Yang Guo and Xiaolongnü sacrificing themselves for each other, and giving up the antidote.
As the audience gradually moved past the earlier jokes, they became immersed in the themes of love, family, and national sentiment.
Finally, Yang Guo and the Tartars leader engaged in a contest of internal energy, their combined power radiating golden light.
The Brother Condor then started creating artificial special effects on the side.
He held an iron ladle, dipped it into the surging iron flow, and scooped up a ladleful of boiling molten iron.
With a sudden burst of strength, the molten iron was swiftly and cleanly flung into the air!
brush!
A dazzling display of lights and sparkling stars, like a shower of golden rain!
" Tyrant Bro can actually perform iron flower stunts! Awesome!"
"I seem to see the exact scene of 'The east wind blows at night, releasing a thousand trees of flowers, and scattering stars like rain'!"
"Ahhh, Condor Bro's iron-flower-making moves are so cool! Even though I can't see his face, and even though he only makes hooking motions, I still think he's so cool!"
" Condor Bro! Condor Bro! Condor Bro!"
While the entire audience was being controlled by Condor Bro.
A spark fell and ignited the feathers on the Condor Bro's head.
[Ahhh, Condor Bro, you've messed up!!!]
[His coolness only lasted three seconds...]
Condor Bro quickly ran down to put out the fire.
As the battle drew to a close, the grand spectacle also came to an end.
The four little lions came back on stage and danced a final dance with the guests—the Yangko!
Cheng Qin stood in the center, the other guests stood on both sides, and the little lions stood in the front row.
The background music is a mess:
"Apat~Apat~oh~oh~huh~oh~"
Autumn goes and winter comes~ The moon is like the wind~ Can you stay with me through the winter~
"A thick cotton-padded coat paired with two cotton-padded trousers, with sheepskin inside and cloth wrapped around it! Even if it's minus forty or fifty degrees Celsius, we won't be afraid of the cold wearing this!"
"Tango is just walking along, taking three steps and then leaping back twice!"
[MVP settlement screen for the Great Song's successful resistance against the Tartars...]
[Ahhh, Qinqin! Qinqin is so good at dancing! She's like a giant chili pepper from Northeast China!]
[This chaotic background music, this fusion of Chinese and Western dance, this overly Northeast China- flavored Qinqin... is this some kind of chaotic mess...?]
[No problem, guys! The Northeast China Instagram style is all the rage! Everyone's asking if you're Instagram-worthy!]
[I should have saved it for the Spring Festival Gala! It brought back warm and comforting memories of watching the Gala with my family when I was a child!]
[When I was little, I really loved these folk cultures from all over the country. It made me feel like I was living in a big and inclusive place, but now I can't even see them on the Spring Festival Gala.]
The audience erupted in applause!
Although the content was absurd, they could feel the performers' sincerity!
This play has reignited people's interest in folk culture.
When the actual folk artists took the stage to perform later, not many people left.
They heard authentic Qinqiang opera, watched authentic iron flower fireworks, and authentic lion dance...
The cheers grew louder and louder!
Multiple trending topics quickly went viral!
#Train tickets to Auspicious Village are sold out#
#Gold Award in the making! This show is igniting interest in folk culture!#
Su Mian Qinqiang Opera Water Sleeve Spider-Man #
#Super cool iron flower stunt! Too bad you burned your feathers, Condor Bro #
# Qinqin's incredible sense of rhythm is etched into the DNA of a Northeast China girl#
#Friend, without me, would you even see the elite doctor and the rich, domineering CEO showering you with affection?#
#So cute! Super adorable little lion dance!#
#A group Yangko dance! Taking you back to the Spring Festival Gala of twenty years ago!#
[Good news: Qinqiang opera, Yangge dance, classical dance, iron flower fireworks, lion dance... have been passed down. Bad news: the transmission is a bit outrageous...]
This show is truly unscripted; you couldn't possibly perform such abstract content with a script!
[The Yangtze River's waves push the previous ones forward, each wave surging with madness!]
[I feel so warm inside because many of the performers in the village are middle-aged or even elderly, and many of their skills are slowly being lost. But because of this show, young people have finally noticed them again. Even if it's just temporary popularity, it's better than fading into obscurity!]
Fang Nuonuo wasn't interested in the folk performances and hurried back to the farmhouse as soon as they were over.
Just then, she finished reading the trending topics online.
Call your agent right away.
"Quickly get my classical dance trending topic to the top!"
"Didn't we agree before that we'd buy a trending topic about me outshining the other two female guests? Why can't we see it at all now?"
The agent said helplessly, " President Lu has stopped approving budgets for us."
Fang Nuonuo took a deep breath. "I'll pay for it myself!"
Her family's wealth has not been publicly announced.
I've always planned to wait until my own drama is released so I can promote it.
She had already thought about how people would talk about her then:
"No wonder the goddess played the chaebol heiress so realistically; she really is a heiress!"
But if things continue as they are now, she probably won't have the chance to film those dramas!
The agent accepted the money she transferred and did as she was told.
Many of her performances tonight were with Huang Han.
Therefore, it was inevitable that Huang Han would be intercepted.
By the way, I wonder what Huang Han's background is... Could he be a reclusive tycoon?
Perhaps it can be used for hype at a crucial moment.
Fang Nuonuo was making plans when she saw Cheng Qin return as well.
She greeted Cheng Qin with a smile, "You're back too, Qinqin! Did you see the trending topics? Su Mian is amazing!"
Cheng Qin hadn't even had a chance to look yet, but now she took out her phone and exclaimed, "Wow, it's true! Mianmian is dominating the screen again!"
Fang Nuonuo sighed softly, somewhat wistfully, "We've all learned a skill; I learned classical dance, you learned Yangko dance. But as long as Su Mian is around, we'll all just become background figures to highlight her..."