Chapter 804

What Zhang Yi doesn't know is that Li Tiezhu made him the No. 1 man simply because... He's cheap.

It doesn't make any difference for Li Tiezhu to act as a second man or a first man. Anyway, they are all films directed and written by him. Moreover, being a director is tired enough. It's a little easier.

Unconsciously, the concert has been going on for more than two hours.

Time passes in a song.

Justin sang a song "rare words" and cooperated with Yang Feiyue on a song "Chinese".

Well, Yang Feiyue is in charge of the rap part.

They came to buy Li Tiezhu a break.

At this time, Li Tiezhu was eating pine and bamboo backstage and scalded his belly. The thief was cool. It was too easy to be hungry to sing. It was the same as moving bricks.

Hearing the two singing, Li Tiezhu wiped his mouth and was ready to play again.

At the same time, tenger, Han Hong, Luhani, Chen Yisen, song Zhuer, Zhou Qian, Wu Litao and Yi Xiaomao all stood up next to the hot pot. They are also ready to play. Next is a big show.

Besides, after eating for two hours, they were full.

On the stage, Fang Bo was suddenly in high spirits and interviewed Justin and Yang Feiyue:

"Is this the first time you two have worked together?"

Justin: Yes! It's a great honor to work with Koi

Yang Feiyue is different: "what's the honor? They all said I can't sing. You have to let me sing..."

Fang Bo: "did you sing?"

Yang Feiyue pointed to Justin and said, "no! He had to let me sing during the rehearsal, but I didn't. I'm only responsible for the rap part. My master is Li Tiezhu! I'm not afraid of him."

Justin covered his face and thought: my uncle or Li Tiezhu.

The audience was also full of laughter. Yang Feiyue was also a patient with social compulsion.

Fang Bo said, "Feiyue, you are a singing group. You can't sing. It's so reasonable. Is it a little too much?"

Yang Feiyue said, "you are still a singer. Can you sing?"

Fang Bo: "why can't I? I've been a professional..."

Yang Feiyue: "there are also those actors. Can they act? Their acting skills are worse than me. The lines say one, two, three, four, five. There are others who don't come to the scene to change their faces. I can't sing because of my congenital condition. I can't find the tone. How can I learn it? Blame me?"

Fang Bo: "er..."

Yang Feiyue continued: "I can't dance, but I practice hard. I can barely keep up with the rhythm. I also study hard to sing. There's no way to learn. You can say that I have a problem with my professional ability, but I can't say that I have a problem with my attitude. I have a good attitude! This is my job, and I'll try to do it."

Fang Bo was dumb: "you're right, so go down and have a rest first..."

Yang Feiyue: "besides, at the beginning of the program, I just had to pay 3000 yuan a month for food and accommodation. How did I know that I would form a women's group? Singing? Dancing?"

Fang Bo: "don't blame you, don't blame you, have a rest..."

I knew I wouldn't interview her. It was like a machine gun. It didn't end suddenly. Sure enough, Li Tiezhu and I were born teachers and disciples.

Yang Feiyue: "I walk smoothly, but they let me dance? I speak out of tune, and they let me sing? What are their little brains thinking? Can I not cry? Can I not quarrel with the boss?"

Fang Bo: "er..."

Yang Feiyue: "however, their food was good, so I stayed."

"Ha ha ha ha..."

The audience laughed and the food was good.

Justin: "Pooh..."

Yang Feiyue: "are you laughing at me?"

Justin: Yes

Yang Feiyue: "Uncle Bo, he laughed at me."

Fang Bo: "puha ha... The whole audience is laughing at you! Don't care about these details. Your task is completed. Go back and eat hot pot. The audience will watch your master sing."

Yang Feiyue thought, "Oh."

Live barrage:

"Can't I go to... Fang Bo? Dare to interview Koi?"

"BOGO was first-class until he met Li Tiezhu and Yang Feiyue."

"This wave is very comfortable!"

"Hahaha..."

"Yang Feiyue, it's unreasonable not to be angry."

"The food was good, so I stayed?"

"Too real."

"I also want to laugh at the koi sister."

"Ho ho ho..."

When he finally sent Yang Feiyue off the stage, Fang Bo wiped the sweat on his forehead:

"Hoo... Yang Feiyue's boss is also a hard worker! In the next half hour, please enjoy the song" China keeps turning ". I finally have time to eat hot pot. See you later!"

With that, Fang Bo got off the stage.

On the contrary, the audience was stunned, and the VIP guests at the VIP table were also at a loss. What song should they sing for half an hour?

"China keeps turning" everyone has heard of it. It's less than five minutes!

Maponi couldn't help wondering, "what's the matter with Li Tiezhu?"

Jack Ma said, "you don't understand. Li Tiezhu will be sealed in the next half hour."

"What do you mean?"

"Guess."

"Love does not say."

"When Li Tiezhu planned this program, he asked me for advice. Didn't he ask you? You don't understand."

“……”

The relationship between the two leaders is not better. They are fighting in all fields and have their brains out.

Sun Lei is also muttering to Huang Sanshi, "are you going to make another plane and tank?"

Huang Sanshi: "I don't know. If it takes half an hour, it should be song string burning."

He Ling: "what song can burn for half an hour?"

Huang Sanshi: "Li Tiezhu has big moves in every concert. I haven't enlarged the moves today. The calculation time is almost the same."

The barrage is also full of question marks:

“？？？？”

"Is Li Tiezhu going to talk about crosstalk?"

"Half an hour is OK?"

"Should it be crosstalk? With Xiao Yue?"

"Mr. Guo and Mr. donkey are here. Let's go up and get together."

"I always feel serious. I have to work again."

"Feel the same way!"

The stage lights dimmed.

The sweet Prelude spreads like the sea.

Li Tiezhu's singing sounded, and his figure was reflected by the spotlight on the left side of the stage:

Zhuolu's ice front melts

Yu trace outlines China

The time when the road turns is gone

At the same time, the central light was slightly bright, and a man in a fur skirt was drilling wood for fire. Next to them, some savages were trembling, and in the darkness around them, there were monsters like nothing, and some eyes were shining.

Chen Yisen's singing continues. He is on the right side of the stage:

Engrave the deed on the tortoise shell

Reproduce the myth of sericulture

The Phoenix flew out of Qishan to the pastoral battlefield

Suddenly, one torch lit up and two torches lit up... Soon, dozens of torches lit up.

Barrage:

"This is drilling wood for fire?"

"Suiren!"

"Li Tiezhu's dance is always so creative!"

"This design is OK..."

"This is the rhythm from ancient times to modern times?"

At this time, the music suddenly changed and became desolate and simple.

It is not the tune of "China keeps turning", but it is very harmonious.

With the more torches on the stage, the lights on the stage, the moon, and the monsters in the dark disappear invisible.

Then the stage darkened again.

Behind the stage, a huge screen lit up and played an old video:

A voice came from the control room: "five, four, three, two, one, ignition!"

On the red arrow launcher, China's first rocket spewed flames and took off slowly.

The staff in the control room wept with joy, some applauded and cheered, and some hugged each other.

Barrage:

"Wow, wipe..."

"Tears."

"This video is so amazing."

"Isn't this the modern version of flint man's drilling wood to make fire?"

"Pay tribute to our ancestors."

"My scalp was numb when the rocket took off."

"I'm numb all over."

"I am also under general anesthesia."

"Ashamed, I'm half numb..."

The video ends and the big screen goes dark.

Han Hong's voice came:

Flowers bloom and fall

Long years long river

A myth is a spray

A myth is a tear

You are in the gathering and dispersion

There is me in the gathering and dispersion

You and I are passing by in a hurry

On the stage, torches and savages have disappeared. Several people dressed in coarse cloth and animal fur, an elderly man is fishing by the river with ropes and nets. Later, the elderly takes people to catch wild boars and raise them in captivity.

Li Tiezhu sang:

Sunrise and sunset sunrise and sunset

A long song

A drop of bitter wine is a history book

A drop of blood is a monument

There is you in the call

There is me in the call

Joys and sorrows are songs

The stage is dim, the big screen lights up, and several "old news" are playing. More than a decade ago, China built the most meat freezer, and the scientific and technological fishery in the South China Sea has made great progress. A few years ago, China's total meat consumption ranked first in the world, and China's per capita meat consumption was close to the level of developed countries

Barrage:

"New song?"

"New song, new song..."

"It seems that I sang a few words on that program?"

"It should be that one!"

"Look at the subtitles. The song is called the legend of God."

"Who's that fishing and hunting?"

"Fuxi, one of the three emperors."

"The Suiren surname just now is also one of the three emperors."

"Look at the rhythm. The next one should be Shennong."

"We can afford meat every day now. It's not easy..."

"I don't like fat!"

Han Hong:

Look at the vast waves of smoke through the ages

Running with the hope of a dream

Dream entrustment dream entrustment

The hope of the dream and the entrustment of the dream

On the stage, a man trekked through mountains and rivers, looking for all kinds of plants and tasting them in his mouth. Sometimes poisoned, sometimes bitten by poisonous snakes, but he never stopped his steps... Walking, he went from a strong young man to an old man.

Where he walked, rice, millet, millet, wheat, beans, hemp, sorghum and other crops grew in pieces.

Finally, he died from eating heartbreak grass.

Li Tiezhu:

Listen to all the people sing

Leaving only the grace of God

Legend of God legend of God

Only the elegance of God and the legend of God are left

The stage was dim and the big screen lit up. The wrinkled man said in an interview:

"I dreamed that my rice was taller than sorghum, and the ears were longer than broomsticks. When the sun shone, my colleagues and I sat under the ears of rice to enjoy the cool. Indeed, I had this dream! Later, I had another dream, that field, not a field... It was a big tree, full of ears..."