Scientists in the entertainment industry

Staying at home, the winter vacation is still very stressful for senior high school students. After Yuan Ning finished the exam questions all afternoon, she also stretched her waist, especially for senior high school students who have goals and know how to work hard.

"Xiao Ning, your sister-in-law is here, relax."

"coming."

But at this time, her mother's voice suddenly came from outside, Yuan Ning responded and walked out of the room.

"Auntie."

Yuan Ning looked at her sister-in-law, and also came over, because she had already decided to take the Yanjing Concorde exam. With a goal, in the coming year, her grades would really be among the best, and the question of getting into the Yanjing Concorde Should not be big.

"Learn to relax, don't push yourself too hard, and watch the Spring Festival Gala." Yuan Xiaoyu also came to her brother's house just after get off work.

Thinking of Yuan Ning's current grades, under normal performance, it is not difficult to get into Xiehe.

But seeing Yuan Ning's listless look, she paused slightly and spoke again.

"You don't seem to be in a good mood."

Yuan Xiaoyu, as a doctor, looked at Yuan Ning's condition, and she also had an occupational disease.

"I'm a little tired after doing the questions all afternoon."

"Pay attention to the combination of work and rest."

Yuan Xiaoyu didn't think much about it either.

Yuan Ning nodded slightly, and sat on the dining table. Even the Spring Festival Gala has already started. To her, the Spring Festival Gala is actually just a formality. After all, young people nowadays don’t have as much perception of watching the Spring Festival Gala as before. , might as well play a game, or watch TV.

Yuan Ning sat down on the coffee table after having a reunion dinner with some lack of energy, and started watching TV.

Looking at the Nanhutai Spring Festival Gala, she was not very concentrated anyway, but suddenly, there was a very rhythmic footstep, and the clearly audible footsteps seemed to hit the weakest part of her heart step by step.

This sense of rhythm gave her a jolt in an instant.

Her gaze also fell on the TV in an instant, only to see a figure in ancient costume appearing, the whole person came out of the shadows, and his face gradually became clear, not the handsome one, but his face was full of fortitude, and he was dressed in ancient costume, as if In the face of an extremely difficult battle, with the effect of shadows.

This was completely different from other programs, whether it was the rhythm of the voice or the appearance of the figure, it instantly caught her attention.

And at this moment, the figure spoke.

"The sword comes..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, there was a deep voice, as if she had awakened from ancient times, the depth was abnormal, and the voice was full of majesty. Just two words made her feel chills and goosebumps in an instant.

A little listless, she sat up straight in an instant, and her whole body seemed to be activated.

Shachang City Gymnasium.

Except for the stage, the entire gymnasium was plunged into darkness. In the night sky, a shining sword appeared. In the hand, paused for a few seconds.

But in just a few seconds, with the appearance of that person, there is still a foreshadowing ahead, the prelude to the footsteps, the characters appearing in the dark, already makes people feel bleak, even if they don't know this performer at all, it is an instant Feeling this tragedy.

Cooperating with this performer, he jumped up and fought in the sky, which instantly attracted her attention.

Not to mention her eyes, even her parents' eyes are tightly locked on to the TV. I have never seen such a performance before. It looks like magic, but it looks so realistic, it doesn't look like it at all. Magic, the vision is so magical.

"The effect is still very good." He Yu looked at the effect, and Jia Wudi's footsteps were hinting techniques to focus the audience's attention, but the effect was still great.

The action has also gone through a lot of consideration, coupled with Yang Hao's intentional performance, the whole atmosphere is like a lonely hero.

Looking at the Spring Festival Gala in Nanhu, he is still very satisfied with this matter.

And in the gymnasium in Shachang City, it was as if they had been silenced. Watching this performance silently, they were really shocked, and the sound conveyed it very well.

Seeing this effect, Ouyang Li fell into an unprecedented atmosphere, with a smile on his face, because he knew that his decision was really right.

Especially watching Yang Hao and the original group of martial arts performers, after experiencing a bloody battle flying around the stage, he jumped instantly, as if a flying sword suddenly appeared under his feet.

Then, with another wave of his hand, many flying swords around him floated in the air and flew towards the distance, leaving behind a back, as if there was a bigger bloody battle in the distance.

Such a performance form full of storytelling and uncertainty really made Ouyang Li see the innovation in performance.

"If he writes the script, he will be awesome." Ouyang Li looked at Yang Haoyuan's profound appearance, whether it was the atmosphere, the presentation form, or the short 5-minute story, he saw this scene. The integrity of a performance, even he is looking forward to the next story.

Although Yang Hao didn't say a single word in the middle, he had a feeling that it was unfinished.

However, Yang Hao, the person involved, was standing on the flying sword with a panicked expression on his face.

"Fuck, Jia Wudi, you're a bastard, let me fly slower." Facing the dark night sky, Yang Hao really didn't feel safe at all.

"Second uncle, you are really courageous and confident. Can you stand up? Look at how perfect our cooperation is, and it shocked the entire venue of 8 people."

Jia Wudi's voice was still very happy, and he didn't care about Yang Hao saying that he was a second-hand guy. After all, now it brought the second uncle into the sky, but he was very happy.

"... I'm going to get up, my legs almost went limp just now, if you put me down now, I'll definitely get up and show you, I'll beat you to death."

"Come on, I'm not convinced yet. After landing, we will fight for three hundred rounds."

Yang Haofei was in the air, getting along with Jia Wudi 'normally', there is no camera equipment now, and Jia Wudi dared to tell himself that he must have turned off the radio equipment as planned.

After all, before taking off, he considered that his condition after taking off might not be very good, so he communicated with the director and He Yu in advance.

With He Yu's technology, this is not difficult to achieve.

This made Yang Hao confront Jia Wudi without any scruples.

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Yuan Ning, who was far away in Hanwu, watched such a performance, and finally there was a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

"I really hope to see a performance like this in person, and even hope to see the follow-up."

She really wished she could have seen such a performance in person, not on TV.

Even after this performance, she was still thinking about it, and she didn't care at all what the host who went up later said.

However, after watching this performance, I still think about it silently.

The more she thinks about it, the more determined she is to see such a performance with her own eyes, but she knows that if she wants to see such a performance, she really can't see it by herself, because she is just an ordinary of the people.

"cough.."

But after this performance, Yuan Ning suddenly coughed, and once again returned to a listless look.

"Do you have a fever?" Although Yuan Xiaoyu was very shocked by that performance, after hearing Yuan Ning's cough, she instinctively touched Yuan Ning's forehead and frowned slightly.