Bigshot Cultivator Bewildering People Every Day

Before Luo Jiujiang entered the field, as the waiting players, Luo Jiujiang and Xu Liangan stood in the back passage, one behind the other.

Xu Liangan turned his ears, and could faintly hear the scream of No.10's performance that could almost overturn the roof.

These players have met backstage before and have exchanged some information with each other. So he naturally knew that this Shen Qingjiang was just an amateur who had never been on stage.

As an amateur, it is inevitable that you will suffer more.

This is not only in terms of stage performance experience and accumulated fan traffic, but also in the amount of information mastery.

For example, Xu Liangan knew that the numbers they "shaked" were actually deliberately arranged.

Since this is a live program, the program team will try to maintain the audience's interest throughout the entire process. Therefore, the allocation of the players' positions is carefully considered.

The more mediocre players will be interspersed among the excellent players, using their own performance to set off the opponent's ability, and at the same time, because of this tragic face-slap contrast, the atmosphere can be set off to a small climax.

In order to show the drama of the scene, the program team will also put people of the same type together, deliberately creating the topicality of "the front and back are as tragic as the scene of a car accident".

For example, he, like the Shen Qingjiang on the 14th, belongs to the "Chinese style".

If No. 10 is already very good, then it is conceivable that the next few people will be relatively mediocre, giving later audiences a little room for digestion and at the same time diluting the rhythm.

Then in order to maintain the viewing rate of the live broadcast, the program group will send a popular player, such as...

Xu Liangan pulled his collar restrainedly.

Today, he wears a wide robe and wide sleeves. He also wears a wig and a crown on his head. With his angular face, he really looks like an ancient scholar.

On the other hand, Shen Qingjiang in front of him has short hair and his clothes are not Hanfu. He just wore a shirt.

Hey, he's really an amateur, even his intelligence is so pure.

Xu Liangan tried to suppress his joy. He remembered that at the moment when he participated in this festival, his agent gave himself a thorough understanding.

"Our company Mr. Shao and the program investor are students studying together and have great friendship. This live webcast will work hard to create performance opportunities for you. You must seize it, you know?"

Of course I do. Xu Liangan thought unconsciously: Thank you company, thank you Mr. Shao, the previous number 14 is the opportunity created for me.

He will definitely catch it.

Before coming to participate in the show, he revealed the news to his fans in advance, and now the news has been completely spread in the message area under the live broadcast room.

So even if his performance is really flawed, fans will flock to the barrage, brush off those bad comments, give him a neat rhythm, but also increase the popularity of passersby.

As for the mentors... Mr. Shao is an investor’s old classmate, and the mentor must have said hello.

Looking at Luo Jiujiang's back, Xu Liangan slowly showed a pitying smile that knew everything.

He knows that he will immediately turn the opponent into a scum, stepping on his feet, so that the audience and fans can see clearly what is a real contrast explosion!

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That thin ink-and-wash screen cut off the sight of the audience from prying eyes. The hateful thing is that even if the camera is zoomed in, it actually only uses the screen to shoot the figures inside, instead of turning to the back of the screen to relieve everyone curiosity.

All of a sudden, there were only crisp birdsongs in the field, from weak to strong, from less to more, from the fine height at the beginning, to the rough rattling later.

At the beginning, everyone could still hear that it was a lively bird, with the sound of green leaves swaying when the branches were jumping at the same time.

With this bird and branch, the picture in the ventriloquist seemed to unfold slowly. This branch came from a forest. At this time, the early morning had just arrived, and the dew drops were clearly audible. The first bird was awakened by the sun, and the chirping birds woke up the whole forest.

First, the little sparrow bounced twice, and then the melodious sound of thrushes rang, joining the early rising ranks; the magpie was unwilling to show weakness, followed by Bai Ling also joined the chorus of the forest.

The barrage quickly followed and helped Luo Jiujiang count the different bird calls.

-"Four, five... he became so fast!"

-"Seven kinds!"

-"There are eight kinds, are you not aware of one among them?"

However, this is far from the end.

Soon, acacia, oriole, long-tailed warbler, turtledove, rose-breasted white-winged spotfinch, canary, white eye, skylark, willow warbler were added to the voice...

The sounds of the birds are distinct from each other like voices, and they are not connected with each other, and the particles are distinct, but they all sounded wonderfully at the same time, really like a hundred birds singing together, mixing together into a grand movement.

The barrage has gone crazy.

-"Fuck! Fuck! How many kinds are there? I can't count them?"

-"I can't tell! It's amazing. If you don't know, I really think that the show team has brought hundreds of birds to the scene."

-"Oh my God! Huaxia style, what is Huaxia, what is Huaxia's culture! This is the inheritance!"

-"I'm trying to distinguish what kind of bird's voices are, and I have fifteen kinds of bird sounds. This player is really amazing, at least there are nearly 20 kinds, I am trying hard to listen!"

-"The voice is louder! Do you hear the sound of the woodpecker chiseling wood?"

As the birds joined, the entire forest seemed to wake up at the same time. The rustle of leaves shaking is the background sound of the birds, in addition to the flapping sound of wings, the sound of flying, the sound of woodpecking, the sound of squirrel crawling, the sound of falling dew...

Suddenly there was a roar of a brown bear from a distance, the sound from far to near, from loud to weak.

For a while, the birds seemed to be much quieter, and some viewers with closed eyes could even imagine them cleverly looking around.

Then there was the sound of running, footsteps, and the creaking of the branches and leaves being crushed.

The dense and tight footsteps of the green weasel and the heavy and wide strides of the brown bear can distinguish clearly. Along with the brown bear's violent pounce and applause, the high-pitched scream of the green weasel was short and stopped abruptly, followed by the sound of chewing and licking...

The birds seemed to have a foreboding that the **** carnage was over, and the ensemble that had been lowering down once again became louder.

——In the whole process of the brown bear hunting, the whispering of the birds did not even disappear for a moment.

It wasn't until the sound of a sounding wood came from behind the screen that this corner of the forest depicted by Xuxu, accompanied by the disappearance of the sound, slowly faded from people's impression.

It's amazing!

The barrage has completely covered the screen, but no one cares anymore.

Almost everyone was brushing a sentence frantically.

——"Suddenly stroke the ruler, the group sounded loudly. Withdraw from the screen and watch it, one person, one table, one chair, one fan, one ruler!"

The performance finally ended, and the chorus of the forest came to an end. However, at this moment, both the scene and in front of the computer, there was a scream that was many times higher than the previous ventriloquist.

"Ah ah ah!!!"

The applause churned like thunder, endless.

Not only the audience present, but the four instructors also clapped their hands significantly.

Suesue, who had previously been extremely harsh on the "Chinese Style" Guqin player, was full of praise at this time, and his face was full of wonder.

"It's too powerful, it's really too powerful, I can hardly say anything else." Suesue took a deep breath and said with emotion: "I only have one feeling right now. Huaxia culture is really profound and profound."

The older actor Song Wenhe smiled slowly. He was born in Yue opera, and his character was also nurtured into a kind of gentleness of ancient amorous scholars.

He commented unhurriedly: "I've been thinking about an article just now, which is also about ventriloquism. It says ‘one person, one table, one chair...’"

The audience at the scene memorized the text and automatically yelled at the next sentence to vent their excitement.

"One fan, one foot stroke!"

The scene is boiling.

Luo Jiujiang finally appeared from behind the hazy ink-wash screen, and what appeared before everyone was no longer a vague shadow.

As everyone wished, he held a folding fan in his hand.

However, it was different from everyone's imagination. He was just wearing a white shirt, simple and clean, and his writing style was very refreshing.

He did not deliberately wear ancient costumes to show his Chinese style.

Luo Jiujiang humbly bowed left and right, and said hello: "Hello teachers and audience, I am No. 14 contestant Shen Qingjiang."

This is just a simple self-introduction. However, when his clear voice slowly spread, the scene triggered another wave of excited screams.

Of course, just a nice voice won't make everyone gaffe. However, Luo Jiujiang has just ignited the enthusiasm and madness. At this time, the embers are still bright, and they can naturally be reawakened easily.

The barrage was also very excited.

-"Little brother, little brother, what a young brother!"

-"It's amazing. This should be a boy skill. You can do this at such a young age. The future is simply limitless."

-"Uuuuu I'm crying! I really didn't expect to see these nearly lost traditional skills in person."

-"The voice is so good! Mom, it's really nice to see him!"

However, after Luo Jiujiang raised his head, the barrage that was originally almost boiling and full of screens was silent for half a second.

Like a lag, within half a second, there was only Luo Jiujiang's clear face and a dozen or so late barrages on the screen.

Until the camera cut away from Luo Jiujiang’s face, no one dared to ask that question——

-"This person, it's not my illusion, why is he so like..."

-"Oh my God, it really seems"

-"Why does he look so much like Teacher Han Qianling!"

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The audience watching the live and live broadcast naturally knows what a magical show Luo Jiujiang performed. The players waiting in the background are not very clear about this.

So when the fanatical screams that couldn't be blocked by the wall suddenly sounded, and the sky was full of boiling water, they all looked around, wondering what happened.

Among all the players, the one who was most surprised was Xu Liangan.

After Luo Jiujiang's back disappeared at the end of the passage, Xu Liangan half-closed his eyes confidently.

He smugly rehearsed the show he originally intended to offer, thinking about it a few times upside down, and felt that he must be foolproof.

Of course, Xu Liangan was still a little nervous to participate in such a particularly formal and large-scale live broadcast for the first time. He raised his ears and carefully caught the movement of the scene, but it turned out that there was no movement.

The soundproofing in the background is pretty good, so if it is not as explosive as the previous performance on the 10th, there will be no clear sound.

As a result, there was no movement throughout the whole process, indicating that there was no ordinary cheering sound. It seems that the 14th really cannot be played at all. Xu Liangan thought contemptuously.

Suddenly, a soaring scream suddenly broke his dream.

what happened? ! Xu Liangan suddenly opened his eyes.

Just now, the court has been very quiet, there is no music accompaniment, and no applause from the audience. Isn't it a bad performance? !

Why did such a warm call of joy burst out all of a sudden!

Xu Liangan's expression suddenly changed. He clenched his hands unconsciously and comforted himself silently: It must be that the other party has made a big ugly, and was criticized by the tutor so viciously. It must be so...

Don't let the other party act badly, don't be the cannon fodder arranged to be the bottom.

Xu Liang settled down, smiled hard, and his clear thoughts slowly returned to his mind.

Of course he is not the one who is used to step up his feet, after all, he is someone specially arranged to take care of him by the company!

They, Mr. Shao, are old classmates studying abroad with the investors!