After saving the big star, she actually wanted to make a promise

Chapter 171
The long-awaited Poetry Conference Art Performance Gala is still open, and it will be broadcast live on CCTV and major online platforms. The audience also loves to hear and see the annual repertoire of this Poetry Conference.

The ratings in previous years have remained high every year, and they are getting higher every year. This year, the audience's expectations are still full.

Because there were four poems in this year's Poetry Conference that are enough to pass through the ages, it is unbelievable that poems of this level appear in this era.

"Red bean grows in the south of the country, spring comes to send a few sticks." These two lines of poetry have long been used by everyone. Is it possible to sing a few lines with the person you like? It's not too suitable to express your heart.

The phrase "Yun Xiang Clothes Hua Xiangrong" is widely used by male compatriots to compliment women, and their prestige has improved a lot in an instant, it is simply a sharp weapon for picking up girls.

Who exactly is this Li Xiaoyao has aroused discussion among netizens. Some say he is an old man, others say he is a middle-aged Mediterranean, but I have to admit that this person is really talented.

At [-] o'clock in the evening, the literary performance of the Poetry Conference kicked off amidst much anticipation. Wang Siyi sang a longing song at the opening. Because this is the promotion song of this year's Poetry Conference, it is natural and reasonable to use this to start the show.

Li Changle watched the live broadcast on the Internet platform, and saw Wang Siyi dressed in palace attire, walking like a lotus flower, swaying gracefully, like a fairy descending to earth.Looking at the words "goddess" densely packed on the screen, Li Changle smiled slightly, and couldn't help shouting proudly in his heart, this is my wife!

The prelude opened with Cantonese opera, and it was like crying. Then I saw Wang Siyi speak slowly, and the ethereal and emotional voice was melodious. This was a live broadcast, which was a test of the singer's singing skills. Obviously, Wang Siyi did it perfectly.

"Listen well, what should I do if I'm about to fall in love with Wang Wanjun?"

"The lingering sound lingers on the beams, like a celestial music!"

"The song is well written, the arrangement is brilliant and creative, and the singer sings very well"

"Such a nice voice, it's a pity not to sing a few more songs"

Li Changle saw that the screen was full of praises for Wang Siyi, and he felt a sense of pride in his heart. This is his girlfriend, can she sing well?

This time Wang Siyi came to participate in this poetry conference art performance party is absolutely right. Although Wang Siyi is already a first-line singer, many people only listen to his songs and don't know his name. The high exposure of this party is absolutely Being able to slap a wave of face in front of the public has earned enough popularity.

After Wang Siyi sang a longing song, she bowed softly and walked off the stage slowly. She wanted to change her clothes, and there would be another song later.

After Wang Siyi's opening, the popularity of the live broadcast became even higher, and he just threw a Wang Zha when he came up. It seems that this year's party is very interesting.

It was also the first time Li Changle paid attention to such a gala, and found that the specifications of this gala were almost comparable to the New Year's Eve gala on the earth, not to mention the gathering of big names, and even top artists appeared.

Singing, dancing, skits, and forms that can be used for performances are all used, and one poem after another is adapted into stories or works one after another, so that the audience can clearly understand the content or core idea of ​​the poem. .

The evening party was interspersed with explanations of poetry knowledge, and the announcement of major awards at this year's poetry conference, subtly influencing the audience, without appearing boring, and arousing the audience's interest in poetry.

Li Changle nodded involuntarily. It seems that the cultural development in this world is still very powerful, at least much better than exam-oriented education. Interest is the best teacher. Doing so is obviously very beneficial to the development of poetry.

After seven or eight programs in a row, the party has almost come to an end. The last award is this year's poetry selected by the public netizens, the best popularity award. Although everyone knows that the winner is Qingping tune, there is no suspense about this, but there are three poems But I don't know which song won this honor.

Finally, under the announcement of the host, he said loudly that You Qingping Tiaoyi won this year's Most Popularity Award. After all, the frequency of Yunxiang Clothes and Hua Xiangrong appearing recently is too high, and everyone thinks it is reasonable.

After announcing the awards, Wang Siyi walked onto the stage under the eyes of everyone's anticipation, with shaved shoulders, a plain waist, eyebrows like emerald feathers, and muscles like white snow.Wearing a plain brocade palace gown, covered with water blue gauze, the breeze blows, the gauze flutters, and the whole person exudes a touch of aura.Three thousand blue silks were tied into a simple green hair bun, with an elegant plum blossom hairpin inserted on the head, and the whole body was graceful, standing in the center of the stage like a goddess descending from the nine heavens.

Everyone was so dumbfounded that they forgot to type the bullet screen for a while, and the screen was maxed out after a short blank screen, and all the words of goddess came over, so that Li Changle could only turn off the bullet screen, otherwise he would just watch it. Wang Siyi is gone.

"Yun thinks about clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows the threshold of Revlon"

Wang Siyi's voice sang slowly. Although everyone in Qingping tune had studied it many times, when they heard this song again, in the form of a popular song, they couldn't help but feel shocked.

Such words are really rare. I am afraid that there is no choice for the best lyrics in the music world this year. This is the only thought in everyone's mind.The ultimate lyrics, gentle and ethereal voice, directly impressed everyone.

The party ended with Wang Siyi's lingering sound. This year's poetry conference ended perfectly, but the two names Li Xiaoyao and Wang Wanjun were remembered by everyone.One can write, the other can sing, well written and beautifully sung, Wang Siyi's popularity is already an unstoppable trend.

After Wang Siyi stepped off the stage, she checked the time, and then said to Xiuxiu: "Xiuxiu, I have a ticket back to Shanghai at twelve o'clock, please book one for me."

"Ah? Are you going back tonight? I won't be able to make it in time, Miss Wanjun." Xiuxiu struggled for a while. It's already ten o'clock, and the plane on Twelve may not be able to catch up.

"It's too late, we can go back now." Wang Siyi said without thinking, and then started to pack his things in the background.

"But sister Baozhu is still in the hotel."

"It's okay, she can go back by herself tomorrow, and just help us bring our luggage back."

In the end, Xiuxiu chose to follow Wang Siyi's suggestion, and booked a ticket back to Shanghai at [-] o'clock. After packing up, the two hurried to the airport in Beiping, Wang Siyi didn't even have time to change.

Before boarding the plane, Wang Siyi mischievously sent a sentence to Li Changle: "Miss me?"

I don't know how he will reply. If he is still awake after returning to Shanghai, I don't know what kind of expression he will have when he suddenly appears in front of him. In a mood of anticipation, Wang Siyi boarded the flying back The plane in Shanghai.

Li Changle looked at Wang Siyi's sudden message, and felt inexplicable. He must have missed her. Originally, he thought that she should be busy with the performance of the party, so he started a video with her, but found that this woman was not good. answer the phone.

Li Changle shook her head, thinking that she might be on the way back to the hotel, so she didn't think too much, and continued to sit in front of the computer desktop and write the score of the song "Beautiful Shinhwa".

　Second more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)