Royal Gold Magistrate

Directly opposite the sports field, someone was observing Fang Zhengyi's movements with a telescope.

Seeing him raise his hands high, he quickly ordered the people holding the flags on the left and right to wave them.

As soon as the flag was waved, it was evenly distributed in the auditorium to play the flag language, and the personnel who released the signal moved at the same time.

Each district began to arrange personnel to remind the surrounding people to keep quiet.

At the same time, a team of musicians began to take their positions, ran to the highest circle platform of the sports field, took their respective instruments, and set up small speakers in front.

It was the same arrangement as Zhang Biao's fierce battle with Montenegro in Banshan Square, but the specifications were much higher.

After all, there is no electric horn, so we can only rely on the quantity, and the quantity change leads to the qualitative change.

As for whether the sound can be kept tidy... Basically it is still possible, everyone has set the rhythm point in advance, and there is someone to guide it, so it is not a big problem.

After all, keeping things tidy is part of Mr. Fang's talent, and the collective band has trained dozens of times before reaching a level that satisfies him.

And when the band took their positions, thousands of people began to pour into the entrance passage below, wearing neat uniforms and holding a big waist drum, forming a square team in the arena.

The audience held their breath and stared at the huge square team that suddenly appeared in the field.

"Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom"

A burst of intensive drumming sounded, and all the drummers in the audience moved in unison.

Thousands of people beat the drums, and there was a slight vibration in the air!

Emperor Jing looked down with a smile on his face, and took the time to give Fang Zhengyi a look of appreciation.

Big enough!Enough momentum!

Unexpectedly, as soon as he was distracted, the drummers below had already started to adjust their formation synchronously.

Slowly formed a cross.

Immediately afterwards, another rapid change was made, and another nine was quickly formed.

According to the original plan, the heads of each area began to encourage the audience to follow the number.

The onlookers and the Taoyuan County cheerleaders were of course very cooperative, and the audience was so excited that they couldn't help shouting.

"Eight! Seven! Six! Five!..."

The shouts of thousands of people converged into one, and this infectious force broke through the sky in an instant.

Even officials and foreign envoys began to join in.

Emperor Jing's face was flushed, and his body leaned forward slightly.

"Three! Two! One!"

The countdown sounded, and at the next moment, a burst of intensive gunfire sounded around the stadium, and then a group of colorful hot air balloons rose above the stadium.

Hundreds of paper firecrackers are fired at the same time, emitting colorful stripes to the center.

The hot air balloon began to splatter flower petals downwards crazily.

The foreign envoys were astonished, and many stood up and shouted excitedly towards the sky.

Countless colorful petals fell, and the auditorium turned into a sea of ​​exclamations, and everyone couldn't help reaching out to catch them.

Then came the cheers of thousands of people.

"Long live Your Majesty!"

"Long live the great scene!"

It's just an opening, and the atmosphere has reached its peak.

Emperor Jing was overjoyed.

Fangzheng folded his arms and looked around with a smile.

If it weren't for the fact that there were too many technical difficulties and the rules in the palace were too complicated, otherwise it would have been done at night, and the effect would obviously be better if fireworks were used.

But so far, the effect is amazing enough.

After all, everyone doesn't know much about it, so creating a magic version of the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games is enough to calm everyone down.

The scene has been reduced to a sea of ​​joy, especially the officials, seeing the shocked reaction of the group of foreign envoys, their mouths are completely crooked.

long face!This wave really gave me a big face in the sky!

After all the paper and petals fell, the scene gradually returned to calm, and the ten studios distributed in the stadium made sounds at the same time.

In the lecture room, ten selected hosts with loud voices announced at the same time, facing the huge loudspeaker in front of them, pinching the watch in their hands.

"The opening ceremony of the first Dajing World Games has officially begun! Please enjoy the theme song of this year's Games, Dajing Welcome Song."

Because of the loudspeaker amplification, ten people can speak at the same time, and the sound can be described as clear and loud.

The moment the hosts finished speaking, the musicians on the surrounding stages started to play together.

The music is like flowing water flowing from top to bottom.

The audience held their breath and listened intently to this music that they had never heard before.

The song is naturally a famous song copied by Mr. Fang in his previous life, but there are no lyrics.

However, this novel melody is obviously able to attract the subjects of Dajing.

Everyone listened mesmerized, their bodies moved slightly with the music, and some couldn't help applauding.

In the auditorium, a man with the appearance of a businessman covered his ears with a distressed face.

Hearing the audience seated next to him, he couldn't help shouting good words again, and finally couldn't help but furiously said: "Can you fucking stop shouting? Foreigners are welcome, not you, so get excited!"

The neighbor was shocked and said: "What are you farting, I provoke you, or do you feel sad when you see others happy?"

The merchant's chest was heaving, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It's what it is! I just set up a shop at the gate of the East Gate, and half of it was bulldozed, so how can I be happy just to welcome foreigners?! "

As soon as this remark came out, the people around laughed, and the neighbors also laughed, and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, these two rows of us are all merchants at the gate of the East Gate, why are we all arranged to sit together? Do you want to force the number? If you don’t say it, you will be compensated, so let’s say a few words, so that people can hear that you are dead?”

"Fuck, I just bought a ticket for me! I just want to say, is there any king in Dajing..."

The merchant couldn't help complaining, and halfway through his words, two big hands behind him put his left and right shoulders at the same time.

Looking back, seeing two strangers, the merchant asked impatiently, "Why?"

"Jin Yiwei handles the case, come with us."

"..."

The merchant was stunned for a moment, hairs all over his body, his bladder shrank, and he raised his hands to his chest and said in horror: "Don't hit me, don't hit me, I don't want the money...I won't talk nonsense."

The two Jinyiwei looked at each other, and then said: "All the merchants at the east gate will compensate according to the price. If you only got one ticket, there is a problem. This is an omission of Jinyiwei. Don't be afraid, please go back and talk to us." Check it out and re-estimate the amount of compensation.”

The merchant slowly opened his mouth wide and said in a low voice, "Really, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"It must be a dream!"

"You are finished, let you compare blindly."

"Wake up you!"

The Dongda merchants on the left and right made a collective ridicule.

"Shut up!" Jin Yiwei glanced at him, and all the merchants immediately fell silent, and then said: "Whoever deserves to be compensated will definitely pay, it's about Jin Yiwei's reputation, you won't trust Jin Yiwei, right?"

The merchant pinched his face, and felt ecstasy in his heart: "I believe it! I don't believe in anyone, and I have to believe in Jin Yiwei!"

"Well, let's go, don't talk nonsense here to affect other people."

......

A song is played.

Considering that they are all human speakers, the consumption should not be too large, so the announcement link is directly omitted.

Once the music stopped, there was no time left for everyone to recollect.

A second wave of performances followed.

I saw that in the square, the square passages began to gather long strips of objects in the middle...

.....

(Stop rushing the next day.)