Bai Yueguang and the Little Wild Wolf[Entertainment]

"What's the matter?"

Tang Fan asked again, and opened his fingers that were pressed into his palm.

Jiang Lihua's crying face twisted in front of him, ferocious.

"vomit--"

"you!"

Tang Fan hurriedly picked him up and went to the bathroom. Jiang lifted the toilet lid and vomited heartbroken, as if vomiting out all the dirty things in his body.

"I'll get you some water."

Tang Fan wanted to turn around and leave, but Jiang grabbed his wrist again.

"Don't go, uh-"

Tang Fan had no choice but to squat down and carry his back for him.

It was very uncomfortable to vomit. Tang Fan was very experienced. He seemed to be suffering from anorexia for a period of time. He forced himself to eat three meals a day, but the more he ate, the more he wanted to vomit. He even vomited after eating for a while, so he had to go to the hospital for an injection.

He stroked Jiang's back with one hand, and circled forward along his waist with the other hand.

Jiang sat down completely and pressed his hand.

After vomited cleanly, Jiang wiped the messy tears from his face.

"Aren't we particularly stupid or embarrassing like this?"

Fortunately, there was no mirror, otherwise Jiang would have wished to die, seeing him in a state of distress and wanting to return Tang Fan's witness.

But he couldn't bear to die.

Because no matter how embarrassing it is, "we".

Tang Fan also sat down on the floor at some point, holding him in his arms, and buried his head in his back.

Jiang said: "You hug me, I hug the toilet, I hope Auntie will be more careful when cleaning."

Tang Fan wanted to pinch him, but the other party hugged his arm firmly.

"Help me up, I want to wash my face and rinse my mouth."

"I want to kiss you."

Jiang borrowed Tang Fan's strength to get up, stood by the sink, washed his face slowly, rinsed his mouth, and then managed to grab a hairstyle for himself.

He looked back behind him, leaning forward to press the past as before, like gaining, but also like dedicating himself, reconciling with his soul.

Seventh day of recording.

Jiang fell asleep at four and woke up at ten.

First of all, the thought of 'only one time yesterday' flashed through his mind, and secondly, the program was officially recorded today.

He broke free from Tang Fan's arms, dragged his sore waist and stood up to get dressed. When his legs were removed from the quilt, he was frightened by the red marks on his knees, so he quickly put on his pants.

Tang Fan lay on the bed, with his arms resting on his head, and looked at him very dissatisfied.

"I shouldn't have spared you."

While putting on his clothes, Jiang said, "If you really don't want to spare me, we should both be laying dead on the floor right now."

The bed hummed and laughed, and got out of bed to get dressed.

In the last two trips, Yu Nan had informed yesterday that today's program will not be recorded, and there is no way to record it. At the same time, he explained the situation to the 'classic' side - this matter must be explained, otherwise Jiang will be in the same frame with Xu Shi in the end. Who does mom want to disgust?

But he never expected that Jiang would actually say that he was going to record a show.

"Still recording a fart, I just called to ask you to see a psychiatrist in Vancouver..." Yu Nan turned around after talking halfway, just in time to watch Tang Fan and Jiang Qi come down.

Tang Fan asked: "Psychiatrist?"

Expose the stuffing.

Jiang didn't want to explain anything, so he quickly changed the topic: "Notify the program team, I'll go to the rehearsal right away."

At this time, Jiang was able to think calmly. Fortunately, Xu Shi, Xu Shi only gave some opinions during the adaptation, and would not wait for the performance with him. trouble.

He thought, this gives him strength, and his love of music gives him strength.

The recording of the program starts at [-]:[-] pm at ten o'clock in the evening. The time is neither short nor long.

Jiang was so busy that he almost didn't even have time to drink, so Tang Fan simply asked for a rest room, cooked chicken soup with a rice cooker, and then started making dumplings to celebrate his comeback and perform perfectly!

The 'classic' was at a disadvantage, while the 'assistant' finally waited for the material he wanted and had a great time shooting.

Jiang Kong ate a few mouthfuls of dumplings, drank a few mouthfuls of chicken soup, and finally hung his life and dragged off the official recording.

Tang Fan has never watched his creative process, nor has he seen his rehearsal before the official show, so when he watched Jiang's works, there were only two words in his mind - amazing.

The 'Classic' program group was willing to work hard on the choreography, combining real and fake lighting and video, and a bamboo forest appeared on the stage.

First there was the sound of the wind, and then the sharp sword passed by, ruthlessly sweeping down a fallen leaf.

The sound of the eager pipa sounded, and the thrilling battle scene of the two men in black.

Soon, the battle is over.

Falling down, the other dragged his body away from the battlefield with difficulty. After walking a few steps, he was finally overwhelmed and fell under a peach blossom tree.

The petals fell, and she walked slowly from the depths of the night with a lantern, and the prelude to the song sounded slowly in her timid and nervous steps.

When she fell to the ground, Jiang's voice sounded.

It's not the same as the original, and it's not the same as his original voice. The emotions are more deeply precipitated, and there are almost no traces of technique. He is just a storyteller, affectionate and restrained.

Like the martial arts hero who fell in love with the princess, hiding his beating heart and sending her back to his own world.

you are brave my fate

you can only roost around

I have no body temperature fish

blue sky blue sea

embarrass me and you

The princess waited for years, but couldn't wait any longer.She tried her best, but she still wanted to be betrothed to her not to love. She sat in a big red sedan chair, holding a white sword tassel, and rushed to her destiny.

The music reached its climax, where Jiang added Duan Suona, which merged with the violin and piano to make the music picture.

The majestic scene when the princess gets married can't wait to mourn, and even more so, she has to go to her own destiny to despair, which is a huge tragedy.

Too tense and too densely choreographed, I almost forgot to breathe.

When Jiang's voice sounded again, as if he had just passed the air, he remembered to breathe.

Jiang Ge's voice doesn't have that kind of mournful feeling, but a kind of conquest, a kind of heroic arrogance. In fact, this fits the tone of this song very well. It has a strong martial arts style, except for the part where the suona comes out in the middle. After listening to it, I just have to admire it. This outrageous and domineering can blow wedding traditional instruments from funerals.

Finally, the moment the music fell, the spotlight swept across the princess sedan chair.

The wind blew up the curtain, and there was no shadow of the princess inside, only a long sword with white tassels hanging from it.

"The hero took his princess away!"

This is an open ending. From the moment Jiang's performance ended, the audience below began to guess wildly. Tang Fan belonged to the 'happy ending' school and did not accept rebuttals.

After the performance, Jiang went back to the lounge, and was hugged by Tang Fan, leaning against the wall, his sharp canine teeth rubbed his lips red and swollen.

Jiang tugged on his male shirt, blushing and short of breath: "Are you crazy, do you know how much is outside?"

The man's hot breath fell on his ear: "Who the hell cares."

I just want to tell the whole world that you and I, thought about it before, think about it now, always think about it.

But Jiang still tried his best to tilt his head back. His face was still wearing stage makeup. He looked very good in the camera, with a flourishing beauty, but he might look like a ghost from a closer look.

"Let me take off my makeup first."

Tang Fan let go of him, but still couldn't help teasing him: "Then why don't you stop kissing me if I put on some ugly makeup in the future?"

Jiang looked at himself in the mirror and said very firmly, "After removing the makeup, we will kiss again."

The two were making a fuss right now, and when the outside came in, Tang Fan could only stand aside with a paralyzed face.

Jiang's makeup was removed early, and there was a curtain call later, but the program team didn't dare to embarrass him, so if he didn't go, he wouldn't go, just record an interview.

On the way back, the 'Assistant' program team captured a lot of material.

Tang Fan and Jiang talked a lot today, and the interaction was very interesting.

Tang Fan held the ginger thermos cup in one hand, and interviewed Jiang like a reporter: "Mr. Jiang, how do you feel now?"

"It's so cool." Jiang snatched the cup and sincerely thanked that the film was not there, "I am also very grateful to the 'Classic' program group for inviting me to participate. Although it was a bit unpleasant, I am very, very grateful for this stage and the original singer , thank Goddess for creating such a perfect song. I express a little bit about my immature opinion, I hope she will not be angry."

The little director said excitedly: "This recording is good, ask 'classic' if they want it, and want to spend money to buy it!"

Jiang didn't care about that, he was out of position for the camera, secretly holding Tang Fan's hand and scratching his palm.

He really likes this feeling, being steady and steady, stepping on the ground with every step, and every second is sufficient.

When he knew that he liked to sit under the stage and look at himself, he was like a kite flying into the sky, the sky was high and the sea was wide, but there was a thread that always involved him, as if leaving him a harbor where he could turn back at any time.

He suddenly regretted that Tang Fan must have wanted him off the stage when he was on the stage, but he was not there, and he no longer belonged to the stage.

The show "Life Assistant" was still at the end, and Jiang and Tang Fan had lunch together.

Because ginger needs a light diet, he plans to make two soup bases.

Chicken deboned and put into the pot to cook soup, add carrots, corn, a few shiitake mushrooms, ginger and garlic, a little spices, the soup is very light, after opening the pot, a strong aroma comes to the face, and there are vegetables with a clear fragrance, so that Appetite whetted instantly.

Tang Fan boiled the red soup base to make it richer, including butter, stir-fried ingredients, bean paste, ginger, and the entire director team and staff peeled the garlic out.

The spices were prepared in advance, occupying nearly twenty small bowls, Tang Fan picked from the bowls next to each other, his pair of piano players were born to be good-looking, even the picture of catching star anise and cinnamon was pleasing to the eye.

Jiang followed him around in circles, but most of the time he couldn't help. Tang Fan asked him to take white sugar, and he took monosodium glutamate, which could splash two body water after washing a pot.

The picture is very warm and funny, but the number of times, the chef feels a little angry.

"Why don't you go out and stay?"

Jiang was also unconvinced: "This dishwasher, according to the icon, seems to be able to wash pots, but you insist on letting me wash it by hand!"

Yu Tang Fan gave him a garlic puller: "Go and play."

"Cut." Jiang snorted, and went to the side to play with Suan.

The whole program group acted as a garlic peeling machine for them, and after the peeling, they took the ginger journey. After the garlic was ready, Jiang volunteered to chop the onion and return the small plate of millet pepper. Tang Fan stared at his hand for a long time, and brought him Double plastic gloves.

At this time, Jiang Chao wanted to tilt his head to kiss him, but because of the presence of the camera, he could only make an 'accident' and slightly rubbed his cheek on his shoulder.

"Thanks."