Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty Eight

In fact, in Zhang Yu's view, whether it's the earth or another world, it's the same everywhere. As long as there is a circle of Chinese life, there is a picture of a harmonious Greater China. It's not that it's bad, but it's all old-fashioned, and it's really nothing new.

Zhang Yu misses the Spring Festival Gala in the early days of the earth, especially those comic dialogues and sketches, which are full of irony. You must know that the core idea of ​​creation is to deal with the disadvantages of the times, that is, irony. If you blindly pursue harmony for the sake of harmony, you will lose the charm of creation and make the Spring Festival Gala lose its reputation.

From Zhang Yu's personal point of view, maybe he should find an opportunity to restore those classic and ironic crosstalk or sketches in another world, so that people here can see what a classic is. Of course, I just think about it myself, not to mention that I don’t have a chance. Even if I have the opportunity, you will never be able to pass the political review, so I just think about it.

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Yu Meixiu prepared everything for making dumplings... For Zhang Yu, who already had a backing of home cooking skills, he did the work of rolling the skin, and his skill made his mother a little surprised. In this way, the mother and son partner, watching the Spring Festival Gala while wrapping dumplings, is also very happy.

The Spring Festival Gala is done step by step. As a large-scale comprehensive party, there are basically every type... Among them, singing and performances are the most common. Fortunately, in order to have fun, many cross talk and skit programs are nonsensical and purely funny. Although there is no connotation, it is not bad to just watch a joke.

Soon after a show ended, after the host announced... Xia Ziqi followed.

Zhang Yu's eyes lit up and said, "Mother! Mama! Look at it. Have you read the subtitles? I wrote this song! My friend who sang is Xia Ziqi."

When Yu Meixiu heard that this song was written by her son, she immediately stopped making dumplings and turned her attention to the TV.

The song Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is still a well-known work. No matter when you sing it or where you sing it, it's a very good song.

Zhang Yu showed all his strength in costume design and stage effects, making the whole song look like a high-end atmosphere.

Xia Ziqi is dressed in a national costume with a strong sense of the times, with this beautiful makeup, and her voice like the sound of nature, as the song progresses, it attracts everyone in front of the TV, it seems that people are immersed in the vastness. The plateau scene is average.

Especially the last few endings of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, which are the magic of the whole song, almost made everyone remember the song and Xia Ziqi herself.

Xia Ziqi's singing is over...

Yu Meixiu was able to relax from the beautiful melody,

Surprised: "Son! You really wrote this song?"

Zhang Yu smiled and said, "Yes! Not bad!"

Yu Meixiu's feeling of surprise still did not subside, and said, "You actually wrote such a great song! Son, are you really a genius?"

"Maybe! Hahahaha!" Zhang Yu shook his head and smiled bitterly when he heard this. Of course, he knew his own affairs.

"Son, do you plan to go to college to study music in the future?" Yu Meixiu thought of a key question.

"Don't go!" Zhang Yu shook his head and said, "I'm so talented, what kind of music do I still learn."

Yu Meixiu said, "Then what are you going to study in the future?"

Zhang Yudao: "I'll talk about it later! I'm only a freshman in high school, I think it's still early."

Yu Meixiu thought about it too, and it was time to make dumplings again... As the Spring Festival Gala was going on, and the dumplings were finished, Yu Meixiu cleaned the table and sat down to continue watching TV.

Zhang Yu's eyes lit up again and said, "Mom! Look, Tang Yuxin is here."

Tang Yuxin's songs changed Xia Ziqi's elegant demeanor and became more grounded. The opening of the song is an old-fashioned opening target with a strong local color, followed by a roaring rock rhythm. As soon as the music is played, it is booming, and the atmosphere of the whole party is mobilized at once. Especially Tang Yuxin's opening voice... It can be said that it is amazing.

Soon a popular song with a strong folklore flavor came to an end... Zhang Yu looked at Yu Meixiu and said, "Mother, how is this song!"

Yu Meixiu nodded and said, "This song is also good! Son, it seems that you are really talented. Haha!" For Yu Meixiu, the songs written by her son can wait for the stage of the Spring Festival Gala. Is there anything that makes me happier than this?

Zhang Yu smiled and said: "Mom, actually every time I write a song, I always get inspired. I feel like there are tens of thousands of songs in my stomach, and I'm rushing out! Hahahahaha!" Speaking of this, He couldn't help laughing himself.

Yu Meixiu heard the words, hehe! He smiled and said, "Say you're fat! You're still panting."

The Spring Festival party is continuing... Soon as twelve o'clock approached, the deafening sound of firecrackers began to sound outside the window.

Yu Meixiu found the firecrackers she bought and said, "That son! Go downstairs and set off these firecrackers."

Although Zhang Yu looks small, but after all, he is actually old, and now he doesn't like setting off firecrackers at all. Said: "Why buy this thing? It's smoky, and it's not good for the environment."

Yu Meixiu showed a somewhat surprised expression and said, "Why have your tastes changed again! Didn't you always insist on buying it during the New Year's Eve? I also bought so many tricks this year!"

Zhang Yu was stunned for a moment, and dared to feel, it turned out that he had this hobby before. Dao: "I'm old! It's time to be aware of environmental protection. Don't buy it in the future! Pollute the environment."

Yu Meixiu nodded and said, "I see! But these can't be thrown away. You can put them away! Do you need me to accompany you?"

"No! How old am I." Zhang Yu shook his head and took the lighter downstairs.

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Zhang Yu came downstairs and found a suitable place, ping ping pong pong, firecrackers and fireworks were all on display, and it was very lively for a while... Although Zhang Yu doesn't like to set off firecrackers now, but if they really put them on, I feel Also quite lively.

In fact, in Zhang Yu's view, man is a contradictory individual. On the one hand, I knew that I shouldn't do it, but once I did it, I still felt very comfortable, and it was the uncles and aunts who swept the streets. Look at this environmental protection issue! It should still be started by me, and I will definitely not let it go next year.

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Zhang Yu went home after setting off the firecrackers... his mother had already cooked the dumplings, and when the dumplings were cooked, it was already twelve o'clock, and the Spring Festival Gala was even more lively for a while. The sound of firecrackers outside the window was ping-pong-pong, suppressing the sound of the TV.

The new year's new year's new year has arrived... To be continued.