Chapter two hundred and eighteen boring performance
"Brother, I saw everyone rushing over to watch the New Year's performance. Is this performance so attractive?"
Jiang Li noticed that many people in the royal city were dragging their families towards the center of the royal city. He used his spiritual consciousness to find that there was a New Year's performance from Duochi Country in front of him, so he grabbed a passerby and asked.
The passerby was not annoyed at being pulled over, but instead wanted to answer Jiang Li's question.
"Look at Xiongtai's spoken language and appearance, he's not from our country, right?" a passerby said proudly, "Our New Year performance in Duochi Wangcheng is unparalleled. No other city can compare to Wangcheng's. Look at those people, they are all other people."
People from the city come here specially to watch the show?"
"My name is Qi Tongxin. Brother, you are alone, why don't you come with us to see it?" Xu was Qi Tongxin's character originally, or maybe it was because of the Chinese New Year. Qi Tongxin was very enthusiastic and invited Jiang Li and his family
go together.
"Then go take a look." Jiang Li nodded.
Because there were so many people coming to watch the performance, it was impossible to see clearly the performance from a distance, so the government erected eight huge mirrors to synchronize with the stage performance, and also used amplification instruments to allow everyone to see.
Can hear clearly.
What was being performed on the stage at this time was a song, which was neither a widely circulated folk song nor a cheerful holiday song that fit the festive atmosphere, nor was it the latest work of any composer.
"...Who can compete with Jiang Renhuang for five hundred years..."
"...the strongest in history..."
"...a model monk..."
This is a song praising Jiang Li. Some parts do not rhyme, as if it was thrown out temporarily.
There was a lot of applause from the audience, which was very timely and appropriate, as if it had been rehearsed.
"Even if it's the Chinese New Year, we can't forget Jiang Renhuang." Qi Tongxin explained awkwardly. He himself felt that it was unconvincing, and the preface and follow-up were inconsistent.
As soon as he finished praising his country's performance, he stretched his hips during the performance.
Wasn't it like this a few years ago?
"Well said, as the people of Jiuzhou and the people of the Human Emperor, we must always remember the kindness of the Human Emperor in fighting against the demons and saving the common people!" an audience member said, feeling that the performance on the stage was very good.
Jiang Li said nothing and continued watching the performance.
What follows is a skit, which talks about how everyone should respond to the call of the Human Emperor Palace, work hard to increase the coverage of monks, and strive to let more mortals become monks.
The audience still applauded like thunder and laughed, as if they were applauding from the bottom of their hearts and being amused.
Jiang Li didn't think this skit was funny, and neither did Qi Tongxin's family.
They feel out of tune with the world, as if they are the only ones who don't find it funny.
"It's normal to have one or two mediocre performances occasionally." Qi Tongxin gritted his teeth and firmly believed that tonight's performance was very good.
"That's a bad statement. This skit is by no means of average quality. You can see that the skit mentions the requirements of the Human Emperor's Palace. It can be seen that you are devoted to the Human Emperor's Palace. This stance is enough to make the skit stand out."
"Coupled with the jokes that make people laugh, it would be an understatement to say it is top-notch, top-grade!" The same audience disagreed with Qi Tongxin's words and refuted his point of view.
"This is top quality, are you kidding me?" Qi Tongxin doubted his ears.
"I'm telling you the truth," the audience member said firmly.
Qi Tongxin shook his head, feeling that the other party was unreasonable.
"Brother, what do you think of the skit?" the audience member asked Jiang Li.
Jiang Li said nothing.
Sketch after sketch is still sketch.
This skit is about the fact that in response to the call of the Human Emperor Palace, the husband is very kind to the spiritual treasure that produces spiritual wisdom, but the wife thinks that the spiritual treasure is an object and there is no need to be so kind to it. The two argue endlessly, which leads to some dumbfounding jokes.
Finally, the son who came back from the academy explained to his mother that the Lingbao was of great help to the human race, and the Human Emperor Palace also encouraged us to treat the Lingbao kindly according to the "Lingbao Law" of Dazhou and the Dao Sect's Lingbao Contract.
The mother suddenly realized that Lingbao's life was also life, and she began to treat Lingbao kindly.
The son said in a long voice: "Mom, Dad, it's Chinese New Year. Let's make dumplings together."
Parents should respond: "Yes, make - dumplings - -"
In the sublimation of emotions, the skit ends.
The audience continued to applaud like thunder.
Jiang Li no longer wanted to watch these performances. It was a waste of time.
Qi Tongxin no longer argued hard, but squatted on the ground, so embarrassed that he could dig out a house.
Jiang Li discovered that it was always those who applauded, and those who laughed.
There are actually very few people applauding and laughing, but these people always make noises like tens of millions of people, which can easily give people the wrong impression.
These people are generally called shills.
"Brother, you have to believe me, the performances in previous years were not this embarrassing." Qi Tongxin said, but he didn't notice that the audience looked at him as if he were a corpse.
"I believe."
Jiang Li really believed that he could see that these performances were rushed out, with clear themes as the first priority. If they could be artistic, that would be the best. If they were not artistic and boring, it wouldn't matter. Anyway,
Someone is responsible for setting the mood.
"The performance is not interesting, and the Chinese New Year atmosphere is half lost. The performances in other cities are better than those in Wangcheng." Qi Tongxin sighed and wanted to take his wife and children home.
"I think this year's performance is the best in history." This audience member insisted on his own point of view, "It not only promoted the concept of the Human Emperor Palace, responded to the call, and was entertaining and entertaining, people were also educated while watching.
Kill two birds with one stone.”
"The performances in other cities have no central idea. What else can they do except make people laugh?"
Qi Tongxin no longer wanted to talk to this person.
People who are educated during the Chinese New Year are crazy.
"Don't be in a hurry to go home. You are being targeted. Maybe tomorrow the government's autopsy will show that you stabbed yourself seven times in the back and committed suicide."
Qi Tongxin said angrily: "Brother Dao, even if I take you to watch a boring performance, you can't curse me like this."
"I didn't curse you. You were indeed being targeted, and because you kept saying that acting was boring, you were noticed." Jiang Li explained, "This happened because of me, so I naturally want to ensure the safety of your family.
."
Jiang Li turned his head and said to others: "You are right, Duochi King Lu Pin."
The audience who insisted that tonight was a good performance froze: "Brother, did you recognize the wrong person?"
Jiang Li sneered: "It seems that you are very confident in your ability to conceal your aura. Do you think you can even hide it from me?"
Only then did Lu Pin, King of Duochi, have to admit his identity: "The Human Emperor has a keen eye, I am Lu Pin. But Lu Pin is not such a person, and I will never have murderous intentions towards him."
"Really? So the trace of murderous aura I just felt was an illusion?"
Lu Pin didn't answer.
Qi Tongxin's family was stunned and couldn't believe the content of the conversation between the two people.
Listening to what these two people mean, could it be that one is the Human Emperor and the other is the Holy One, and the Holy One wants to kill him because he said that the performance is boring?
Even if it’s Chinese New Year, you can’t make such a joke.