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Chapter 317: 04 Spring Festival Gala

() Wang Zixuan also knew that Zhao Wei and the others were actually a little concerned. After all, each of them usually acted as a protagonist, but now they had to play supporting roles for him. Naturally, it was difficult to calm down. It was very late.

They didn't care about the important stage, so they asked Wang Zixuan to comfort them. It's okay to treat them, and vent their dissatisfaction. After all, they are the four most beautiful women in the country, and they are still in their youth. How can they

Can you be a little less arrogant? Does the party care about him? How much of Chun Wan's energy does it take to serve as a foil for the four little beauties? Arranging such a powerful camp for Wang Zixuan is entirely because he thinks highly of him. Others don't have this kind of treatment. Wan, everyone will definitely say so-and-so

So and so on, Wang Zixuan is ranked number one on the Forbes Celebrity List in the world, number one on the Forbes Celebrity List in Asia, and number one on the Forbes Celebrity List in China. His fame cannot be described as strong.

People in Europe and America are claiming that the next generation singer to be succeeded by MJ (Michael Jackson) is Wang Zixuan. It goes without saying that he has the dominant influence in the world of music. In addition, he is a popular niche in the film industry and his reputation as the number one child actor is not unearned.

It's also because Wang Zixuan is still young now. If he were older, the beauties in the circle would really pursue him crazily, like moths flocking to a flame, flocking to him like flying birds.

"Okay, you put on your makeup first. I'll give you a general introduction. We'll rehearse it later and see the effect." Yuan Dewang said.

Zhao Wei and others nodded and continued to sit down and put on makeup. Wang Zixuan also sat on the stool and started to do simple makeup. Makeup is a must. Just put on simple makeup like Zixuan. Some actors may have insomnia or other conditions.

Any dark circles under the eyes that appear need to be covered up, otherwise it will be the same on stage.

Yuan Dewang asked the staff to give everyone a copy of the script and said: "It's roughly arranged like this. First it's the opening, Zhao Wei is practicing ink, and the prince comes on stage to write. After writing a word, he starts singing and enters the climax stage.

Zhang Ziyi and Zhou Xun picked up both sides of the scroll, pointed it at all the audience, and then the prince finished writing the three words "Lanting Preface"...

Finally, Xu Jinglei floated down with the help of stage wires and danced next to the prince. Zhao Wei and you also joined in the dance at the right time. After the dance, you displayed the prepared copybooks, respectively, and this is the end.

That’s it, the details will be temporarily adjusted..."

Wang Zixuan and others nodded, carefully read the script in their hands, put on makeup, and started rehearsing. After the festival, following the preface by host Zhou Tao and others, Wang Zixuan and others began to perform on stage.

I saw Wang Zixuan dressed in brocade clothes, full of scholarly air. There was a mahogany table in the middle of the stage. Zhao Wei was gently rubbing ink on the side. Wang Zixuan stepped forward, picked up the brush on the table, dipped it in ink, and started writing elegantly.

After the character "LAN" was outlined, a soft and pleasant sound floated out.

Wang Zixuan put down his brush and sang softly:

Lanting's calligraphy is like flowing clouds and flowing water.

The door-to-door push under the moon is as delicate as your footsteps.

I am so busy that it is easy to expand the millennium monument, but it is difficult to expand your beauty.

Who can I give my true work to with my sincerity?

The reed flute was played and a few dishes of rice wine and side dishes were played.

The afterglow of the setting sun is as drunk as your shyness.

The copy is easy to write and the fragrance of the ink will not fade away, leaving a lingering taste with you.



The rich and airy flavor of ancient music floats, the beautiful words and sentences are stunning, and the flowing calligraphy is used to describe the careful ancient woman's gentle steps when she opens the door and comes out under the moon... and then describes the woman's peerless beauty.

People can imitate and compare...

A beautiful scene was created for a moment. At this time, Zhang Ziyi and Zhou Xunshi Shiran, dressed as palace maids, stepped onto the stage and danced lightly in front of Wang Zixuan. They picked up the scrolls on the table and exchanged them.

Lean gently and crouch toward the audience.

Wang Zixuan wrote Luofang and turned around, grabbing the back of the word "LAN" and adding the two words "Tingxu". The three words "Lantingxu" suddenly appeared in front of all the audience.

Then Wang Zixuan continued to turn around and sing:

It has nothing to do with Fengyue. I am waiting for your reply.

With one pen stroke, there are thousands of waves on the shore.

No matter how you interpret the word "love", you can't write it correctly.

But I only lack your lifelong understanding.

In the past few years, a large number of backup dancers have come on stage to perform Chinese classical dance behind Wang Zixuan and the others, and then Xu Jinglei fell from the sky under the guidance of Wire...

Wang Zixuan happened to catch Xu Jinglei's body and held her in his arms...

Then Xu Jinglei pursed her lips and smiled, slowly got up from Wang Zixuan, and stood together with Zhao Wei and the other three. The four of them smiled, a smile that was captivating, threw out the sleeves of the palace ladies in their hands, and danced around Wang Zixuan.

Beautiful dance. The four running script characters of summer, autumn and winter are displayed on the side.

Then Zhao Wei and Zhang Ziyi, who were beside Zizixuan, held up a blank scroll behind Zizixuan, Zhou Xun held the ink, and Xu Jinglei raised the pen...

Wang Zixuan rolled up his sleeves, took the brush from Xu Jinglei's hand, placed it lightly on the inkstone in Zhou Xun's hand, and wrote elegantly on the blank scroll behind him: He Xinchun in three large cursive characters.

At this moment, the performance was over, and Wang Zixuan, Zhao Wei, Zhang Ziyi, Zhou Xun, and Xu Jinglei bowed before the audience and left the stage.

"Pa bang..."

"Okay..." Wan injected new atmosphere and vitality.



After entering the backstage, Yuan Dewang clapped his hands vigorously and said: "Haha, not bad, the effect is good. I have long wanted to open the show with a Chinese-style song, and now I have finally achieved it, and it has received constant praise."

"Of course. There are four sisters performing. Naturally, the peonies are fragrant, a hundred flowers are blooming, the palace clothes are frivolous, the ladies are giving gifts, the beauty is beautiful, and the angelica is fragrant." Wang Zixuan hurriedly agreed.

"Humph, I guess you kid can say it, but I didn't eat enough that night, but my salary was quite tight..." Zhao Wei said, winking at Wang Zixuan.

"That's right, the Man-Han banquet is great. I really want to have another meal, but I'm short of money..." Xu Jinglei agreed.

"The massage room I went to that day was really good. I was too tired from the performance today, ugh..." Zhou Xun nodded and patted his shoulder.

"Well, it's pretty good. The female chef's craftsmanship is very good. I heard that she is from Thailand. I miss her..." Zhang Ziyi chuckled.

Wang Zixuan couldn't help but patted his forehead and said: "Okay, I'm convinced by you. Okay, I can't do it today. I have to go home for the reunion dinner. If I change the day, next time I will invite my sister to go abroad to eat, drink and have fun. It's really

Come on, am I a younger brother or a meal ticket..."

"Hehe..." (To be continued.)


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