Chapter 133 Live Interaction

Praying songs is a traditional folk project in Fu'an, and it is also an art form that the people of Fu'an are most popular with.

However, "experts" like Zhang Gensheng and Meng Dahai are rare in normal times. Most of the time, some grass-roots teams go to the village to "white tables" and play old-fashioned songs. In recent years, some popular songs have been popular, but overall, the level of those "trumpet makers" is extremely low, and they don't have much beauty to play, and it is common to play the wrong sound.

Even so, it is rare for the villagers to be lively. The loudspeaker is loud, and you can hear three to five hundred meters away. Every time a house hires a loudspeaker, it will attract a large group of villagers to watch the fun.

However, after listening to this trumpet between Zhang Gensheng and Meng Dahai today, these villagers were considered "opening their eyes".

With the strong rhythm and listening to the blood-boiling DJ accompaniment, the two old artists, one on the left and one on the right, one on the white and one on the red, playing the familiar "Running the Socialist Avenue" that the older generation is familiar with. This song with a bright rhythm has a new brilliance under the expression of the suona. The "dripping" little trumpets are like hooking people's muscles and attracting people's souls. One sentence is tight and one sentence is beautiful, and it is crisp like a water radish that falls on the ground and falls eight petals, bright like the sun at noon. It is so exciting and so exciting, where can they usually hear it?

Not to mention that the two old artists were playing "flower work" while playing. Their hands were as fast as if they were magic. After a while, they took off the trumpet and put it on their fingers. The trumpet sound was not messy at all!

"Hey, that's amazing!"

"This is Kung Fu!"

"That's right, listen to what others blow, that's called a trumpet!"

"Hurry up and let Ergang pass here, and the performance will be finished if you don't watch it."

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The two masters' hard performances caused bursts of cheers from time to time. The loud horn sound also spread far along the Budweiser Double 15 stage sound. Many villagers who were still staying at home or doing farm work in the field were also attracted.

On the stage of Lao Zhang, the north of the village, two female singers were singing and dancing there. The summer was already hot, and the two were dressed very "cool". Coupled with the "explosive" dance posture, many onlookers made sounds of cheering sounds.

The two female singers sang very "wild". They were originally the songwriters in nightclubs, and occasionally played such wild platforms during the day. There is no question about singing skills and tone. They just rely on their clothes to show off and their movements are "spicy" enough to attract attention. Don't say, performing on such wild platforms, these two points are really "tricks and sensational". They can quickly gather a lot of popularity. The young people are even more irritated by their annoying actions and whistle from time to time!

"Wine dried and sold without, oh! Wine dried and sold without, oh..." The two of them were not very pleasant singing, and there were some meaningless shouts from time to time. The white thighs exposed under the black leather skirt stomped on the platform made of wooden boards, making a huge noise, making people worried about the strength of the wooden boards, fearing that they would suddenly break and let the two singers who sang happily fell down.

Parents with children at home just took a look at the performance on the stage and quickly pulled their children away. The two girls on the stage dressed a bit "injury". Isn't this a bad child?

Only those carefree and unemployed gangsters were all enjoyable, excited and coaxed from time to time.

"Second son, don't watch here, go to the village head, the little trumpet is so good, you didn't see it, hurry up, I can't see it if I go too late." A young man from Twenty-ro, who was riding a bicycle, ran over quickly and pulled a thin man in the crowd who was watching the fun.

"If you don't go, how exciting this is to dance." Erzi said without looking back.

"Hehe, you're looking at the white thighs. I'm not saying, second son, you can also like this kind of thing. You didn't see the host there, who looks like a fairy girl. Just a hundred women like this can't compare to a little finger. Hehe, I kindly call you, if you don't go, I have to go back to watch the show quickly. They are an art troupe from the county, and their level is high. What a mess." The young man who sent the letter curled his lips when he saw that his buddy was not going, and he curled his lips and rode his bicycle back to the village.

The village is not big, and it only takes one minute to ride a bicycle from the beginning of the village to the end of the village. Therefore, there are so many lively and uninteresting troublesome things from time to time. They go back and forth, and look at which show is good. They keep sending messages on both sides, saying that what's going on and what's going on and what's going on there.

I have to say that the "gentle songs and dances" by Da Lao Zhang is indeed very popular here. Many people who watched the fun in the south of the village listened to the vivid description of the letter. They were white and exposed their thighs, and small leather jackets that were so low that they exposed most of their breasts. Just listening to the description made the young young people surging blood.

Therefore, among the onlookers, there were many "young and strong" people running to the north end of the village in groups to see the "big white legs".

However, more people were still attracted by the show here. Although there were not so "exciting" things to watch here, the show was really good. The little speaker was blowing vigorously and the singing was like on TV. This is what a show is called.

Even many young people who left "Mi Yanming" came back after looking at them. After looking at such a stunning beauty like Jiang Ya, their eyes also rose. What's the use of showing so much? No matter how much they show, they are not as good as the little finger of the beautiful host! Isn't there a saying, "I would rather eat a bite of fresh peach than eat half a basket of rotten apricots." In their eyes, Jiang Ya is a fairy peach, and the goods in the north of the village are at most "rotten apricots".

Liu Yufan also noticed the "abnormality" in the audience, frowned, looked at several junior high school classmates standing not far away, and walked over.

"Hey, Dafei, what's going on in the north of the village? What are you acting? I saw that those people ran over there if they were fine." Liu Yufan came to the four or five boys and asked casually.

"Xiaoyu, I don't know either. I didn't go there. I heard from them that it was so exciting to dance erotic dance there. But my buddy must not support you. No matter what he is playing there, my buddy will never go." The big man named Dafei said with a laugh, and the other people also agreed, with a faint pleasing voice to Liu Yufan.

This is also normal. Although these half-aged men in the village did not directly get any benefits from Liu Yufan, when they went to the game hall in Zhumaying, they would always give them some discounts when they met Wang Xiaoyong. Knowing that this game hall was opened by Liu Yufan, they also had a good impression of Liu Yufan while they were having fun playing games.

"Yanwu?" Liu Yufan frowned, thinking that he wanted to go and take a look. After thinking that it was his turn to go on stage, he suppressed this idea.

At this time, another program was finished. It was Pang Dayuan's erhu solo "The Horse Rising". Although everyone couldn't understand what he was playing, the cheerful and enthusiastic melody was still very satisfying to listen to!

"Everyone said, is the erhu just now being well-done?"

"good!"

"One more!"

Seeing the beautiful host asking questions, the young people with strong hormone secretion were shouting loudly. Of course, more people shouting good things are because the erhu just now really sounds good!

"Don't worry, everyone, we have many good programs. Actually, at the beginning of the performance, I told everyone that our literary and artistic stage is a real mass stage, and it is to bring joy to everyone. Before, everyone was patronizing the program off the stage. Next, let's change the form and a fellow villager came up to sing a part for everyone, okay?" Jiang Ya looked at the audience with a smile and said.

However, after hearing Jiang Ya's words, the crowd who had just started to make trouble suddenly became a little depressed. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you. Although there were a few people who were eager to try, they pushed me and I pushed you, and no one was the first to go on stage.

"How is it? I heard before I came that there are many good players in our Dazhai Village who are good at singing and dancing. Take advantage of today's opportunity to show your skills to everyone!" Jiang Ya continued to smile.

Live interaction is a form of liven up the stage atmosphere. This part was also suggested by Liu Yufan. Jiang Ya felt it was very good after hearing it, so she decided to try it during the performance.

"I'll do one!" After Jiang Ya's second invitation, a man in his thirties finally came on stage.

"Er Guang, let's make a whole lot for everyone."

"Everyone quacks him!"

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Seeing the people from the village on stage, the people watching the fun below followed suit.

Erguang is a "capable man" in the village. He is engaged in freight at home and often runs outside. He sees a wide range of worldly things. He doesn't even see him very nervous when he comes to the stage. He takes the microphone handed over by Jiang Ya and says with a smile: "I'll win any of them, but I have a request from the host."

"Well, tell me, what are the requirements?" Jiang Ya said with a smile.

"I want to work with the host and sing a piece of "The Fairy" and everyone will tell you how it is." Erguang laughed and asked the humanity in the audience loudly.

"good!"

"Just come with the fairy!"

"Erguang, you are awesome!"

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After hearing Erguang's words, the audience below immediately became excited. Many people secretly admire Erguang's courage and dared to openly tease the beautiful host. However, when they said in their hearts, they thought, but they didn't dare!

"Let's sing together, oh, you've given me a problem." Jiang Ya said with a smile, then said as if she had made a great determination: "But since the audience is so enthusiastic, I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman and sing a paragraph. If you don't sing well, don't laugh at me."

After listening to Jiang Ya's words, there was another sound of cheering. At the same time, there were countless envious and jealous eyes on Er Guang. Why is this guy so lucky? He sang on the same stage with such a charming beauty, and he actually sang "The Fairy's Fitness". Alas, if I had known that the host was so easy to talk to, I also went up...

Jiang Ya looked at Wang Baocheng on the side of the stage, and the other party compared her ok gesture to her. For him, this little accompaniment was just a casual look!

A dynamic automatic accompaniment sounded, and at the same time, the soft string music played the prelude to "The Fairy's Pair".

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