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Zhang Wei: "..."
Looking at the empty backstage area, Zhang Wei got up and walked outside.
"Zhang Wei, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive." Zeng Xiaoxian quickly stopped him. They had signed up for two people and three programs, but now they were short one person. How could he work in the neighborhood committee like this?
But Zhang Wei was determined to leave, and Zeng Xiaoxian had no choice but to shout, "Lawyer Zhang!"
"Ah~~" Zhang Wei closed his eyes, enjoying the moment, and then asked seriously, "Then why did you schedule us for the last performance?"
Zeng Xiaoxian: "Because you guys are the best."
Zhang Wei got up and prepared to leave again.
"Alright!" Zeng Xiaoxian said loudly, "The reason we made you the headliners is because the guests who performed before you had to rush to the next show!"
"Zhang Wei, Attorney Zhang, Zhang Dapao, please help me!" Zeng Xiaoxian pleaded in a low voice, "Just this once, just five minutes, please help me for these five minutes, okay?"
"Didn't you say you couldn't find anyone to perform?" Su Chen asked, puzzled. "Where did all these people come from?"
Zeng Xiaoxian said helplessly, "The other deputy directors told their children about this, and those children chipped in to hire these performers."
"I only found out today that it could be done like this."
"Well... alright." Zhang Wei glanced at Su Chen and finally agreed to go on stage.
He didn't want to appear so cold and unapproachable in front of his cousin.
only.
After agreeing.
He was even more nervous now.
...
on the stage.
Hu Yifei and the others sat in the crowd watching the performance on stage.
Did they cheer along?
They completely forgot that this was a party prepared for elderly people.
Apart from the first circus performance.
There will be opera performances later.
storytelling.
Beijing-style drum ballad.
One traditional piece after another.
The elderly people around him were very excited.
Hu Yifei finally realized that something was wrong.
243 “Luo Xue, something’s not right. This performance feels like that of a professional theater troupe!”
"Su Chen and Zhang Wei are in charge of the finale, but I'm afraid they won't be able to hold their own!"
Judging from their performance on these shows so far, they are definitely professional players.
This is like two children suddenly appearing in an adult taekwondo competition.
No need to fight at all!
"I believe my cousin can definitely do it." Lin Luoxue unconditionally believed in Su Chen.
Nothing else.
It was simply because she had heard Su Chen sing.
Among these people.
Making it the grand finale shouldn't be a problem.
Thinking of this, Lin Luoxue opened the chat group.
[Lin Luoxue: @All members, Su Chen's performance is about to begin. Anyone want to watch the live stream?]
...
North Kyrgyzstan Province.
Xiao Haiyang was playing a game when his phone vibrated.
Click to open.
I saw the message Lin Luoxue sent.
I remembered Su Chen's performance on stage on the day our military training ended.
He chuckled and replied to Xiao Haiyang: "Isn't that a must?"
He had just replied when others started following suit.
[Gu Yixin: This scoundrel still has time to sing? Is he planning to switch careers?]
[Li Shuci: I want to see it~]
[Zhong Bai: Of course I have to watch it! Su Chen's performance ends right before the Spring Festival Gala, a seamless transition.]
[Lu Qiaochuan: I'm really looking forward to Su Chen's performance.]
Lin Luoxue looked at the reply on her phone.
feeling good.
I locked my phone and waited quietly for the last program.
...
As the program progressed one by one.
There are fewer and fewer people working behind the scenes.
As darkness fell, the evening's program came to its final two performances.
"Next, please enjoy the poetry recitation 'My Father and Mother,' performed by Zhang Wei!"
A round of applause followed.
Zhang Wei appeared on stage looking slightly nervous.
He walked to the center of the stage.
Looking at the audience below the stage.
The mantra Su Chen taught him before going on stage kept replaying in his mind: "Your fingers feel like they're cramping, stand in a T-stance, extend your left hand forward, and cover your stomach with your right hand."
Perform the basic movements and clear your throat.
Zhang Wei began his performance.
You gave me jet-black, shiny hair.
You gave me fair and tender cheeks
You gave me bright, deep eyes.
You gave me a gentle yet strong heart...
A deep voice came from his mouth.
It sounded as if a poet was reciting aloud.
Hu Yifei and the others, who originally thought they would collapse here, unexpectedly listened to what was being said.
Even said.
feel good.
Chen Meijia looked smug, almost as if she was about to say something to them.
See? I taught them all.
However, Zhang Wei was reciting.
But his gaze remained fixed on the sky.
Without him.
He was afraid that the looks in the eyes of the people below would make him nervous.
Standing backstage, Zeng Xiaoxian exclaimed in amazement, "Zhang Wei is amazing! In just three days, he has already reached this level. He's even more of a tyrant than Little Tyrant!"
Su Chen: "What do you mean?"
Zeng Xiaoxian: "The fighter jet among learning machines!"
Su Chen: "..."
When it comes to witty banter, the people from Love Apartment are definitely better.
As the recitation progressed...
Zhang Wei also drew himself into the situation.