don't call me singer

Chapter 1738 What is the experience of eating hot pot under the gate of the Kremlin

In fact, Gu Xiaobai's approach is not considered paddling. Letting the guests sing is a normal strategy for this competition, otherwise there would be no "economy" and "fund pool" settings.

After all, in late winter weather, the sun sets in Moscow at 5:14 pm.

And from this moment to 12 o'clock in the morning, it is the time period of this competition, with a duration of six hours and 45 minutes.

It is simply impossible for twelve contestants to sing for seven hours.

Unless Gu Xiaobai is allowed to show the intensity of the tour and carry the whole audience by himself.

But even for Gu Xiaobai, during the tour, there will be performances by guests interspersed, let him take a break, and let the audience also take a break.

Otherwise, let alone singers, even the audience would be exhausted.

So, starting from the third song, Gu Xiaobai handed over the scene to the repairmen band.

This band is a treasure that Gu Xiaobai discovered in Moscow.

Because of a previous video by Victoria and the accompanying recording of Gu Xiaobai's album, their fame has exploded.

But they haven't made their debut yet, and they haven't had commercial performance yet, so the price is really low, 1 RMB, you can buy them for one night.

After calling them to the stage, Gu Xiaobai stepped down happily.

From the small city gate of Spassk Tower to the back of the gate, this is the backstage of the "White Flower Mosquito Team".

Gu Xiaobai was on the stage, and he was very angry with the strong and peerless macho team next door.

But when Gu Xiaobai went backstage like this, his nose was immediately crooked!
The rest of the white flower mosquito team are all eating hot pot in the back!
"Oh, Xiaobai is back!"

"It's been hard work."

"Come and eat hot pot and eat hot pot!"

"Whoa, uncle's hot pot is still so delicious!"

"I'm so happy today, I thought I'd have to eat something to deal with it!"

"That's right, my self-heating rice is ready!"

"Long live uncle! Long live aunt!"

For the singers of the school song competition, performing under such crude conditions is actually a special experience.

To become a singer in the school song competition, what one faces is instant fame and high attention.

Everyone didn't feel much in school. Of course, during the school competition, everyone didn't have to be hungry. The logistics team was all prepared. There might not be anything else, but there were still box lunches.

And going out to participate in performances is even more powerful. Even the little transparency of the school song competition, when it comes to other programs, it is also greeted with high standards and high standards.

Today, everyone really returned to their original intentions.

I had already prepared to fight against the low temperature of Moscow at night until the early morning, but I never expected it.

And the logistics team leader!
May I ask, what is the experience of eating hot pot under the gate of the Kremlin?
Gu Xiaobai saw that there were two tables set up in the background, and two induction cookers were set up on the tables. Gu Ping and his wife put various ingredients aside with a smile, which seemed like a self-service hot pot.

The outdoor temperature in Moscow is not much different from that of a refrigerator. Meat ingredients can be placed outside directly, and some vegetables and the like are prepared to cover them so as not to freeze.

In this way, Gu Ping was quite dissatisfied.

"Hey, in this weather, it's actually best to eat charcoal hot pot. Mine are all ready, and they won't let you light the fire!"

Gu Xiaobai couldn't complain anymore.

If you are still not satisfied, how about you light a fire and eat hot pot at the gate of the Forbidden City?
Look over there, his mouth is watering...

Because of this performance, too many people gathered and the special status of the Kremlin. In fact, at this moment, inside the gate of the Kremlin, a large number of troops and police are gathered, ready to be dispatched at any time.

Not far away, several guards were standing with guns.

This is undoubtedly a terrible torture for them...

In the cold winter, the sun has set.

At this time, when I got off the stage, I turned around and saw that there was still hot pot to eat, what kind of happiness was that!
And what a tragedy if you can't eat it!

The tangy aroma immediately made Gu Xiaobai's complaints aside.

"Let's make it! I'm starving to death!"

Gu Xiaobai rushed forward.

"Come on, let me take a picture and starve them to death!"

A school song contest singer took out her mobile phone, "Kacha" took a selfie, and sent it to Moments, with the caption: "Surrender? There is hot pot for surrender!"

In an instant, the comments exploded.

In the Revolution Square next door, Wang Haixia started to back away quietly the moment he saw the phone.

Then his hand was grabbed.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Xianting looked serious like an underground party in an old movie, "Tell me, what are your plans!"

"I..." Wang Haixia trembled, "I...I want to eat hot pot, I'm hungry..."

On such a cold winter night, how can you bear the sight of hot pot?
"I told you earlier, I'm hungry too, let's go together!" Zhou Xianting turned into a traitor in an instant, and the two walked back quietly.

I felt like someone was following me silently.

Needless to say, being so silent must be silent.

Three people disappeared.

then……

Another person disappeared.

Another person disappeared.

Another pair of people disappeared.

Another person disappeared.

On the stage, Fu Wenyao sang and danced in full swing.

Trying my best to heat up the place.

When he finally sang the next song, even in the cold winter of Moscow, he was sweating profusely, wearing only a black suit.

He wiped his sweat and turned around.

Behind him was Lu Ke squatting pitifully next to the equipment.

What about people?

Where have everyone gone?

"Where are the others?" Fu Wenyao asked suspiciously.

"I'm all going to eat hot pot." Lu Ke said with tears.

"Eat...eat hot pot?" Fu Wenyao finally felt the difference in life at this moment.

Some, he sang and danced on stage hungry.

Some people, he eats hot pot when others are singing and dancing and still hungry!
He is going to die of anger, and you guys are going to trick me?
"Where is the hot pot?" Fu Wenyao asked.

Lu Ke flashed out his phone.

Looking at the steaming hot pot and the people in full swing, Fu Wenyao's throat: "Gudong..."

Then he asked Lu Ke: "Then why don't you go? Is it because you don't like to eat?"

"They asked me to stay and look at the equipment, woo woo woo, they said I'm not a single dog, I have enough water to drink and don't need to eat, woo woo woo woo..." Lu Ke died of grievance.

"Well, it makes sense..." Fu Wenyao pinched his chin and said, "Okay, now the venue is in your hands!"

Fu Wenyao turned around and jumped onto the stage: "Welcome to our macho team... No, Lu Ke, the most powerful non-single male singer in our entire school song competition, is on stage! Everyone please applaud!"

Before Lu Ke could react, Fu Wenyao had left them and ran away in a gust of wind.

(End of this chapter)