When the host opens the plug-in

Chapter 277
"Chirp~"

"Chirp~"

In Studio No. [-], crickets chirped one after another.

The big screen in the center of the stage was lifted into the sky, and the original "Bamboo Slips" turned into a starry night sky.

Under the starry sky, there is a lonely figure.

He was sitting in the grass, dressed in coarse cloth, with lush temples, and deep wrinkles carved on his thin face.

In his right hand, he held a shaved joint.

Over the past ten years, he and it have long become old friends.

His dim eyes stared into the distance, and there seemed to be thousands of nostalgia in his eyes.

This is Ren Ming?

The audience looked at the little old man sitting on the ground on the stage, and couldn't believe his identity.

Although I have seen his makeup photos and trailers before, but watching it on the spot, I still feel that it is far from his original image.

I don't know if it's because the makeup artist's skills are too good, or his acting skills are too good, or both.

However, seeing that he can still appear on stage well, the audience was also relieved.

They were still worried about his body just now, but now it seems that the clothes are indeed props.

The sound of footsteps diverted the attention of the audience.

An old man who looked older than Ren Ming walked over. He seemed to have some problems with his legs and feet. He walked for half a minute in just a few meters.

He came to sit next to Ren Ming and looked into the distance together.

Ren Ming didn't move his eyes, and said, "Mr. Huichang, why are you here?"

The old voice surprised the audience again.

This voice without any sense of disobedience...is it a dubbing, it must be a dubbing!

They couldn't believe that the voice was Ren Ming's own, because the gap was too great.

And the voice was also the reason why they doubted him at the beginning.

You can wear old makeup when you are young, and you can hone your acting skills, but you can't change your voice.

And Ren Ming told them with facts that the voice can really change.

This old voice is the result of his consultation with many professional voice actors.

The old man called Mr. Hui Chang said: "I can't sleep, so I just wandered over to you."

He was a member of the Great Xia Envoys and Su Mu's teacher when he was young.

At first, like Su Mu, he refused to surrender, but later, he couldn't bear the long torture, so he surrendered.

Now, he is the right school king of the Huns.

"Hehe." Ren Ming chuckled and said, "Mr. Huichang, you have learned to lie too."

He lowered his head, looked at the legs of the old man beside him, and said, "Your residence is more than ten miles away from me. With your foot strength, have you been walking towards me since the morning?"

Mr. Hui Chang also smiled, and said: "After all these years, your words are still so sharp, no wonder General Li Quan dare not come to you again."

When Li Quan was mentioned, both of them fell silent.

Ren Ming sighed, looked away, continued to look ahead, and said, "Mr. Huichang, go back and tell Shan Yu that you don't have to worry about me."

With his words, the relaxed atmosphere between the two suddenly disappeared and became solemn.

"Su Mu." The assistant said: "What are you still insisting on? You have kept the festival for Daxia for fifteen years, but Daxia has probably forgotten us a long time ago, and now your body is getting worse day by day, why don't you come down?" Khan, make yourself feel better."

Ren Ming firmly shook his head and did not speak.

Seeing that he was unmoved, the assistant continued: "When I first surrendered to the Huns, I was in pain every day. I hated myself for betraying Daxia, and I used to punish myself with hunger strikes. Many times, I wanted to die. Of."

"But I still don't have the courage to commit suicide in the end. I believe that you, like me, will feel pain in your heart after surrendering, but those are all temporary. Don't I have a good life now?"

He said earnestly: "Su Mu, that's enough. Life is like morning dew. Daxia has raised you for 20 years, and you have kept festivals for Daxia for 15 years. You really don't owe Daxia anything, and you should live for yourself."

"Shanyu is thirsty for talents. If you surrender, you will definitely be treated well. Why do you need to be a shepherd in this bitter cold place? Just listen to me and stop being such a fool."

Ren Ming turned his head, looked at him and said: "The Su family has been favored by the emperor, my father is the prime minister, and I was also named a general because of your majesty's favor. Daxia's kindness to me can't be exhausted in a lifetime, so why? Is that enough?"

"Mr. Huichang, don't say any more, please go back."

After speaking, he turned his head back and stopped looking at her.

Mr. Huichang stood up, walked in front of him, and said, "Why are you so stupid! The grassland is so big, you can't go back."

"You stay here, you don't have enough to eat every day, you don't even have a person to talk to, you can only be with animals, what kind of favor do you want?"

"Are you really willing to just die like this, a wimpy old man?"

Ren Mingdao: "No one in life has died since ancient times, and keep the loyalty to reflect the history. Right and wrong, leave it to future generations to comment, and..."

He looked at the festival in his hand and said with a smile: "It's enough for me to be a companion, I don't need someone to talk to."

After finishing speaking, he also stood up, looked directly at Mr. Huichang, and said, "Prince You, if you force me again, I can only show my ambition by death."

Hearing such decisive words, Mr. Huichang froze in place.

"No one in life has died since ancient times, and keep a loyal heart to reflect history."

After reading this poem by Ren Ming, he burst into tears. When he came back to his senses, he sighed deeply: "Su Mu is really a righteous man! As a traitor, my crime is greater than the sky."

After speaking, he wiped away his tears and bid farewell to Ren Ming.

Ren Ming stood where he was, supporting each other with Yan Jie in his hand.

Three large characters appeared on the big screen.

[Two years later].

The background of the big screen suddenly changed.

Blue sky, white clouds.

The breeze blows, and the dewdrops on the grass blades are blown down. In the distance, the sheep are grazing comfortably.

In stark contrast to this beautiful scenery, is Ren Ming's increasingly stooped figure.

Leaning on the knot in his hand, he just quietly looked into the distance, not knowing what he was looking at.

A Han man in Daxia costume trotted over, came to him, and said happily, "General Su, I finally found you! I am the envoy sent by His Majesty, and I am here to take you back to Daxia!"

Ren Ming turned his head and looked at him, eyes full of disbelief.

"It's true! General Su, let's go home!"

After being affirmed, Ren Ming held Yan Jie's right hand, trembling with excitement.

He withdrew his gaze, used his knuckles as a cane, took two steps forward in a daze, and looked ahead.

"go home!"

There was no roaring or cheering, he just quietly looked in the direction of home.

Tears rolled down.

The scene was frozen, and Ren Ming and the assistant maintained their postures as if they had been immobilized.

Ren Ming's tears soon wet his cheeks.

In the large screen in the background, the sky is high and the clouds are broad, the sun is just right, and the water plants are fertile.

When he came, it was raining and snowing.

When he left, the spring was warm and the flowers were blooming.

The music suddenly started.

There was no prelude to the music that suddenly sounded. After two passionate drums, it was directly the exciting high C part.

The sound of this music is also very similar to Su Mu's heart at the moment, with excitement and relief.

Amidst the music, Tang Heming's voice suddenly sounded as a voiceover: "In 1969, Su Muyan was unearthed in Su Mu's tomb."

"Through Su Muyan Festival, we can see that during his 17 years of sheep herding career, he still kept his original aspirations in the face of countless threats and temptations. Since ancient times, no one has died in life, and his loyalty will be preserved in history."

The inspiring music, combined with Tang Heming's lyrical voice, made the audience who watched the performance burst into tears.

Ren Ming's performance completely conquered them.

With his acting skills, people let go of chasing him, and instead worry and cry for the fate of the characters in the play.

Especially the scene where he shed silent tears at the end also made them shed tears unconsciously.

But these tears were not tears of sadness, but tears of joy for Su Mu who had finally escaped from the sea of ​​suffering.

Being able to mobilize the emotions of the audience, it can be said that his performance has been a great success.

The music fell, and the show ended.

Ren Ming wiped away his tears, stood up straight, bowed to the auditorium with the assistant, and then stepped off the stage.

"boom!"

There was thunderous applause.

This applause is for Su Mu's integrity, for Ren Ming's superb acting skills, and for all the staff of the boutique program "Xia Guo in the Treasure".

Yes, although less than one-third of the program was recorded, "Xia Guo in the Treasure" is already a high-quality program in the hearts of the audience.

They already had a hunch that when "Xia Guo in the Treasure" was broadcast, it would definitely be another hit.

"Ren Ming's acting skills are amazing!"

"The tears come as soon as you say it, it's amazing!"

"I have to say, the surprise he gave me today was really great."

"Before I doubted that he could not act well, but now I have been completely beaten in the face."

"This acting skill, I suggest that all the fresh meat come and learn it."

Backstage.

Ren Ming came to the dressing room again, sat in front of the mirror, and Ren makeup artist removed his makeup.

The show is over, but his work is only half done.

Next, as the guardian of the national treasure, he will also bring the story of Su Muyan Festival's life to the audience.

However, there is plenty of time in the middle link, so he doesn't have to rush so much.

While removing his make-up, the makeup artist said in an adoring tone: "Mr. Ren, you did a great job just now!"

Ren Ming smiled and said, "It's true, it's not because I'm sitting here that you said that."

"How could it be?" said the makeup artist, "I really didn't expect that you could act so similarly in the role of an old man, and the way you burst into tears at the end made me feel depressed."

"Teacher Ren..." She hesitated for two seconds before saying, "I have a question, I don't know if I should ask it."

Ren Ming said, "Then don't ask."

"Uh."

She was choked.

Why don't you play your cards according to the routine?
Seeing her quite uncomfortable, Ren Ming smiled and said: "Ask, ask, don't hold back any more problems."

"Then I asked." She asked: "Mr. Ren, do you really not consider developing in the film and television industry?"

In the host world, there should be no one with better acting skills than him.

With his conditions, it would be a pity not to act.

……

After removing makeup.

Ren Ming put on the previous suit again and came to the stage again.

The moment he appeared, he was immediately overwhelmed by applause from the audience.

Putting on his suit, he turned back into the CCTV host, without any trace of Su Mu.

It was as if the old man who was so excited to cry because he was finally able to go home just now was not him.

The speed of this adjustment status also surprised many viewers.

In the center of the stage, the two stood together.

Looking at Ren Ming who was half a head taller than himself, Tang Heming silently stood a little further away, then gave a thumbs up and said: "The acting is really good! The poetry is also very well written!"

"Thank you, Mr. Tang." Ren Ming said modestly, and after noticing his small movements, he laughed in his heart.

It turned out that he cared so much about this.

Tang Heming said: "We met on the last show, this is the second time we have cooperated."

Ren Ming said: "Yes."

Tang Heming said with emotion: "How long has it been? Last time you surprised me with your hosting, and this time you surprised me with your acting skills. You really do everything."

Then, he suddenly whispered: "Ren Ming, let's discuss it."

Ren Ming asked suspiciously, "What are you discussing?"

Tang Heming said: "From now on, you can develop in the news channel with peace of mind and don't come to steal my job, okay? I'm afraid that I will lose my job as soon as you come."

Ren Ming joked, "That depends on your performance."

"Hahaha." The two looked at each other and smiled, knowing that the other was joking.

Tang Heming said: "Ren Ming, let's get back to the topic, this time you, as Su Mu, came to guard the national treasure Su Mu's festival, what do you think?"

Ren Mingdao: "I do have something to say. I feel really lucky to be able to participate in the recording of the show as a national treasure guardian."

"It is such a rare opportunity for a person to form such a deep bond with a national treasure in this life, and to tell everyone about its past life legend and present life story."

"After seeing this national treasure left by Su Mu at the Nanjiang Museum, I heard Dean Nan Wenhan talk about the scene when it was unearthed."

He looked towards the auditorium and said, "After Su Mu returned to Daxia, he was highly valued by the emperor and was an extremely respectable official. However, when his tomb was dug up, the archaeologists were shocked."

"Can you imagine? For such a high-ranking minister like him, the tomb is simply poor. The only valuable thing in his coffin is the stick that has followed him all his life."

"The era he lived in was the era when the Great Xia Dynasty reached its peak. And his father was the prime minister of the dynasty. It can be said that he basically had no hardships before going to the Xiongnu."

"Such a rich man who grew up in a honeypot suffered all kinds of hardships in the world during his 17 years as an envoy to the Huns. Under such circumstances, he can still stick to his integrity."

"And his steadfast and unyielding will also affects us descendants of the Chinese descendants of future generations. His spirit is also a part of our Xia people's blood that has been passed down."

Tang Heming applauded and said: "It's very well said. Su Mu's spirit is indeed worthy of our inheritance." He looked at Ren Ming and said, "After telling the story of Su Muyan Festival's past life, how can the story of its present life continue?"

Ren Mingdao: "I am a layman for the stories of this life. Today, I have invited someone who is truly qualified to stand here and tell these stories to everyone."

Tang Heming said: "Okay, then let Ren Ming, the guardian of the national treasure, start the story of Su Muyan's life in this life."

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(End of this chapter)