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"I'll go, why is this year?"

"Yeah, every year is not as good as every year! Except for Fang Ye's opening song, there seems to be no amazing program!"

"Isn't Zhou Ying's performance pretty good? And to be honest, the skit that appeared this time is a little bit less interesting. It's mainly because of her acting skills!"

"Damn, who watched acting these days, didn't realize that the people standing here are all handsome men and beautiful women? Everyone doesn't pay attention to acting, which makes me super embarrassed!"

In the live broadcast room, many viewers were discussing this matter.

However, they all know that acting skills are no longer the only thing these days.

"Next, let's invite two students from Longyin, Zhao Feng and Hu Guo, to come on stage and bring us the skit "Where did time go?", welcome!"

When the words fell, the applause at the scene also began to ring out.

"Come on, come on."

Fang Ye looked at the two of them and smiled slightly.

Next he has to prepare.

"What will Fang Ye's sketch look like?"

Li Hao and the others were also a little curious at this time.

On the screen on the stage, the name of the sketch and the producer also appeared.

Many people were taken aback when they saw the word Fang Ye!

"I'm second!? Fang Ye's sketch?"

"No way? He can still write sketches? I'll go to 666!"

"Let me see what it looks like!"

When many people saw this scene, they couldn't help being interested.

Could it be a sketch produced by Fang Ye?

"That kid, he's not doing his job properly again!"

Qian Yaoru, who was watching the live broadcast, also shook his head dumbfounded when he found out that Fang Ye was making sketches.

However, he also looked down slowly.

The content of the sketch is that a student is reviewing.

It's just that other small thoughts always pop up when reviewing.

"I must finish my homework tonight!"

"It's only [-]:[-]? Forget it, let's wait until [-] o'clock, make it up, I will definitely do my homework at [-] o'clock!"

Zhao Feng looked at the time and said firmly.

Later, the role played by Hu Guo also appeared.

"Set up the flag again? Let me see how many flags you have set up!"

He took out the flags and said one by one: "I got up at six o'clock this morning to recite words, it's gone!"

"Be sure to go to the library to review after class, it's gone!"

"Going to practice the piano, no more!"

One flag after another was ruthlessly thrown out.

Zhao Feng's face became darker and darker: "Enough is enough, I can definitely do it this time! I dare to swear!"

……

The performance was going on slowly, and bursts of laughter came from the scene from time to time.

Especially the acting skills of the two of them made the students applaud and applaud!

"Hahahaha! Damn it! It's too real, isn't it!"

"Yeah! This act is so real, it's almost like my daily life!"

"I wonder if Fang Ye is monitoring my life?"

Soon, they all found a resonance in this sketch.

Amidst the laughter, there was a bit of a sigh.

"This show is interesting..."

On the manager's side, everyone was also amused.

"Yeah, the main reason is that their performance is so interesting. Just look at how his expression has changed. One second he swore, and the next second he is cowardly like a grandson. I laughed so hard!"

"It's a pity that the appearance is a little bit worse, otherwise, it would be really outstanding!"

"Yeah, this is a flaw..."

They stared at their little notebooks, not knowing whether to cross them out or not.

The performance lasted about 10 minutes, and everyone laughed happily.

And at the end, when Hu Guo came out in women's clothing, the laughter reached its peak!

"Damn it hahahaha! Why do I look so funny!"

"Yeah, die laughing!!"

"Don't tell me, his movements are really similar to those of the old lady!"

Everyone laughed.

The old man played by Hu Guo and Zhao Feng walked out slowly.

"Old woman, the children... have all graduated, and we are getting old too!"

"Yeah, before I realized it, they grew up and left us!"

Hu Guo's performance is very realistic.

At this moment, on the big screen behind him, scene after scene slowly appeared.

Old photos appeared one after another.

Then, the resolution of the photo gradually increased and became clearer.

However, the people in the photos are starting to age.

"I really wish I could watch them all the time and stay by their side..." Hu Guo said with a slight sigh.

At this moment, the scene suddenly became much quieter.

Everyone looked at the photos on the screen and listened to their lines, but their hearts began to feel a little blocked for no reason.

How happy I was when I laughed at the beginning, but now I feel so uncomfortable in my heart.

They looked at the lonely backs of the two old men.

But there was music, and it sounded slowly.

At this moment, Fang Ye slowly walked out of the stage with the microphone in hand.

Everyone was taken aback.

what's going on?

(Although I'm taking a day off, let's add another chapter.)

Chapter 92

Countless people's eyes were on Fang Ye.

Everyone was wondering why he appeared again.

The music sounds a little sad at the moment.

Slowly spread to everyone's ears.

Soon, Fang Ye's singing slowly spread to everyone's ears.

"The old tree in front of the gate grows new shoots;

The dead trees in the yard are blooming again;

Half survived a lot of words;

Hiding in the white hair..."

His singing is extremely gentle.

Slowly spread to everyone's ears and hit everyone's heart.

It also made everyone's faces change slightly, and they all looked up at Fang Ye.

Behind Fang Ye.

The old man played by Zhao Feng and Hu Guo is walking with his body bent.

The acting is very flexible and quick, making people see at a glance, as if they are really seeing the old man.

Soon, the old photos on the big screen came back again.

Inside are adults and children.

Each one has a smile on his face, and the smile reveals happiness.

"Little feet in memory;

small fleshy mouth;

Give him your love all your life;

Just for that parent..."

Fang Ye's singing continued to be heard.

The most gentle singing voice hit the softest place in everyone's heart.

Watching that scene, listening to that song.