Black-bellied Bamboo Horse: Xiaoqingmei, I can't eat enough!

Chapter 256
The backstage of the studio was extremely quiet, only the voices of the director and assistants could be heard, and all the rest of the actors seemed to be silent, not even saying a word.

Gu Nian was the same, she stood beside Xiang Qing, looking at the crowd around her, a little nervous.

"Don't be afraid." Xiang Qing shook Gu Nian's hand before going to the other side of the stage.

Gu Nian waited in front of the elevator and took a deep breath.

She thought she could hear footsteps on the stage, maybe it was just a hallucination, she shouldn't be able to hear it.

An assistant came to help her check the earphones and microphone, and the cold makeup artist also came to give her a final touch-up. Because a single hair was disobedient, the makeup artist's face was as cold as ice. In the end, Gu Nian couldn't stand it anymore and raised her hand Pulled that hair off.

"Gu Nian, take your seat." The director's voice came from next to my ear.

Gu Nian took a deep breath, and instinctively walked into the elevator.

Maybe it was because the stage was opened up by the lift, Gu Nian heard the host announce.

The voice was very familiar, it was Lu Xun.

Gu Nian took a deep breath until she heard the sound of music playing on the stage.

They have used this set of equipment more than once, and they are very familiar with it.

"I traveled thousands of miles across mountains and rivers, waiting for the first ray of morning wind to blow away the dust. I searched for the legends and official histories, and on the paper, my eyes overlapped to form the spring and autumn in my arms."

Xiang Qing's voice sounded slowly, Gu Nian suddenly realized that something was wrong, she panicked, she looked back at the director, her lips moved, but she didn't say a word.

Because... the lift has already started moving.

Gu Nian raised her hand and took out the ear monitors worn on her ears. Up to now, she can only affect her hearing as little as possible.After doing this, she raised a smile that she had practiced countless times, and finally appeared on the stage.

"I heard that you have been living for hundreds of generations. How many times has the durian blossoms burned and the snow is covered? I asked about the ups and downs of the millennium and the ups and downs of the century. Do you remember the first high plaque and the last glory and sorrow?"

And when she appeared, Sun Aoqing in front of the TV smiled until his eyes narrowed.

Everyone who was making dumplings also ran to the TV one after another, and everyone's eyes were shining.

"Okay, okay! This song is good!" Sun Aoqing clapped his hands repeatedly. Gu Nian had never told him what song it was before, and this was the first time he heard it.

The three aunts were all wiping away tears, Su Sumei sobbed and said, "Our Bao'er sings really well!"

Sheng Junru also nodded again and again, "Isn't it? It made me cry."

There were only two people on the stage, not even a backup dancer, but they managed to support the entire stage.

Maybe when the two of them appear on this stage, there is no need for other people here, and any more is superfluous.

The lights on the stage are gorgeous, interlaced and transformed into one scene after another, from the ancient Yellow Emperor to modern prosperity, displayed in just a few minutes.

"You presented the river and sea in the Zhili landscape painting, and built a high platform to look back at history. Some people overlook the inside and outside of the Wanli city wall, and they are young and full of enthusiasm when they write with a brush."

Xiang Qing's voice is very familiar to people all over the country. There is a hint of charm left by the years in the clear and beautiful female voice, which makes people feel very emotional, as if they have witnessed the establishment of this majestic country day by day.

"You sang the coloratura like a dream, and the flowing clouds and water sleeves danced a rainbow. I walked through the long corridor, the stone path, and the jade railings. When I said goodbye, I bowed my head and thanked you for your generosity."

But Gu Nian's voice is much younger after all, with the vigor of a young man, he sang his yearning and expectation for life, with a bright fascination, it is his love for the future.

"Oh, Nian Nian sang until I cried." Lu Wei sat in front of the TV and wiped her tears.

Luo Aiguo put down the rolling pin in his hand, ran to her side and coaxed her in a hurry, while kicking Luo Han who was sitting there watching the fun: "Aren't you going to get the paper? I can't see my wife is crying!"

Luo Han scrambled and ran to get a tissue, and when he passed by Luo Jia, he said bitterly, "Brother, you think Dad is unreasonable? His wife was sung and cried by your fiancee, and he beat me."

Luo Jia stared at the TV intently, without even giving Luo Han a look: "Who do you think should settle the score?"

Just as Luo Han opened his mouth, he caught a glimpse of his brother's appearance, and swallowed it back. Well, he is the only single dog in this family, and he is destined to be bullied.

After all, two fists are no match for four hands, right?

He still sees his position in the family very clearly.

"Who talked about the floating clouds, the old trees and the new locust tree, how many flower feathers are changed and how many music cards are worn on the top?" On the stage, Xiang Qing gently lifted the skirt of the long dress, and walked towards the center of the stage at the same pace as Gu Nian.

Gu Nian's skirt is relatively short, just covering her knees, and the high heels on her feet are shining with crystal light, like a little princess walking out of a fairy tale: "The weathered stone carvings dry up in time, memories depreciate but your face does not change."

The scale of her words gradually increased, and the last note was an octave higher than the first note.

"hiss--"

In front of the TV, all the audience who were expecting Gu Nian to make a high-pitched mistake by Xiang Qing's words also stopped their movements and looked at the TV screen in shock.

They couldn't help but gasped, and looked at the 22-year-old girl on the TV in disbelief.

Even though most people can't hear the way, they can still nod their heads and say: It sounds good!

But at this moment, Gu Nian turned his head, and the ear that was on his ear fell off.

The audience was startled, the chief director looked at the camera, his expression changed.

It's just that the person concerned... didn't react at all, didn't panic or react too much, and didn't even put on the earbuds again.

"How many people admire and admire the coming and going, forgetting after saying goodbye is faster than meeting again." Xiang Qing looked at Gu Nian with pride, like a mother looking at her daughter.

Gu Nianhui smiled at her, with tears in his eyes: "Someone looked through the photo album, and suddenly remembered that the wind was clear and the moon was white."

She didn't have a mother since she was a child, and she never experienced what it was like to be in her mother's arms and act like a baby, until she was seven years old and began to learn singing from Xiang Qing. She was her own teacher, but she was also like a mother.

She will make delicious snacks, maybe not as delicate as the ones she bought, but she will put less sugar in case she will damage her teeth.

She will tolerate her, reason with her, criticize her when she is disobedient, and buy her beautiful little skirts.

Between them, what is missing may be only blood relationship.

"You wait by the side of time, the light and shadow fade away, and all encounters are silently buried." As the song came to an end, Xiang Qing's voice gradually rose.

Gu Nian's heart was extraordinarily stable, and finally sang the last sentence: "There is a way of life, the world is vast, and it is always the hardest to come to the old man—"

(End of this chapter)