As if listening to the audience's thoughts, the camera zoomed in on the notebook while Huang Tu and the others were building the stove. On the notebook, which was filled with rows, there was a lifelike structure diagram of the stove, which made the audience even more convinced that it was fake. If someone could draw a painting like this, wouldn't those master painters be useless?
As if he had heard the audience's thoughts, two fingers appeared in front of the camera and gently lifted the paper. When he saw the raised line behind the paper and the pen marks on the next paper, the audience was speechless.
"It's actually true. God."
"Where did you find this master? Damn it, you actually let these hands lay bricks.”
"D * mn, I can't take it anymore. I was slapped in the face and slapped myself a few times. Is this true?”
"May I ask where this painting is now? It would be great if there was an exhibition. I'm studying art and I really want to see it with my own eyes.”
"Wait, Teacher Huang, stop. Stay away from that painting.”
Then, the audience heard the sound of their own hearts breaking. Huang Tu actually tore the painting apart and lit it up.
"D * mn, is the program team eating sh * t? Why didn't you stop it?"
"Heavens, my heart."
Noa felt very proud of herself when she saw the guys who had scolded her idol crying for their parents. She thought," You're really my husband, 666."
Noa's eyes were filled with her idol's appearance. He was really too handsome.
His idol rarely spoke. He was a quiet person. Most of the time, it was Huang Tu and He Jiong bickering. The camera was always focused on Huang Tu and He Jiong. However, gold shone everywhere. The moment he really shone, it blinded everyone's eyes.
"Teacher He, go pick the vegetables. Zhu Yi, go chop some firewood. I'll make noodles and pull the noodles.”
When the audience heard Huang Tu's allocation, they couldn't do it again.
"Is it okay? With just those hands, are you embarrassed to ask me to chop wood?”
"Let's not talk about laying bricks just now, but now you're actually asking me to chop firewood. This is a waste of a national treasure. I'm going to report you.”
"I won't say anything else.”
No matter how excited the audience was, they couldn't stop it. In the video, Tang Yi pondered for a while before swinging his axe down, splitting the log into pieces.
The audience members who were crying earlier were excited again.
"Tell me, if you're not blind, why did you get so much firewood with one swing of the axe?”
"I'm blind. It's an illusion."
"What's going on? Heavens, I don't dare to say anything else. My face is swollen. I'm waiting for the analysis.”
Just as the audience had expected, the scene moved in slow motion.
"Damn it, I'm convinced."
"I don't want to say anything else. My heart is tired."
"Fortunately, I didn't say anything. Otherwise, I would have been slapped in the face again.”
"How is this chopping wood? It's a solid hammer. It was smashed open with the head of the axe.”
"It's not a problem of lack of strength at all. Normally, this wouldn't happen. Why? I don't know, I don't doubt, and I don't want to be slapped in the face.”
Tang Yi's drawing skills had already dazzled the audience once. This time, he had dazzled the audience again. Although this time, it was still a little ridiculous, with the previous experience, no one said anything.
The following funny scene of He Jiong chopping firewood would have amused the audience if it had been in the past. But now, they were all wondering how the firewood was chopped. This funny scene was no longer funny.
The scene continued. As Huang Tu and He Jiong continued to argue, most of the audience automatically forgot about chopping firewood and immersed themselves in their crosstalk.
It was not until they had dinner that Huang Tu suggested Tang Yi sing. His words captured the hearts of the audience again. Previously, Xu Si had done a good job in promoting the song. There were very few people in Xia country who had not heard of Tang Yi's song. Now that they heard that he was going to sing a new song, and it was a live version, they were all looking forward to it.
A cool breeze, an autumn night, and stars filled the sky. The quiet mushroom house was accompanied by soothing singing. It was so beautiful.
Below the screen, the audience was also extremely quiet. The screen was broken and they were immersed in Tang Yi's singing. Unlike the previous two songs, this time, it was a professional recording device that preserved Tang Yi's ethereal and soothing voice to the greatest extent. The voice contained a strange energy. As Tang Yi sang, it slowly filled everyone's heart, allowing people to re-recognize the beauty of the world and have a beautiful mood.
When the song stopped, the audience couldn't help but start clapping. The spontaneous applause spread from the east to the left, from the street to the end of the alley, from that building to that building. When they heard each other's applause, they couldn't help but smile. At that moment, they felt that they were getting closer to each other.
"Tang Yi, I love you."
"Thank you."
"Thank you very much. This song gave me the courage to live.”
"As a film critic, I don't know how to express my feelings at this moment.”
"As a music critic, I didn't say anything. What do you have to say?”
"Like it."
“666”
Hearing this song, Noa suddenly understood a lot. She felt that she understood Tang Yi's heart. For a moment, she was filled with thoughts. She was not in the mood to pay attention to what was playing next. She opened the document and typed.
From Tang Yi's songs, he understood Tang Yi's personality.
Where does time go?
"I'm really hurt."
Beautiful Mood
The three songs represented Tang Yi's three moods. For the first song, my husband was certain that he had lost a loved one. He wrote it out of emotion. When this song was first released, many music critics thought that the composer must have been very old and had gained insight into life and time. However, they had forgotten that there was another kind of pain that could make people suddenly realize, and that was the loss of a loved one. Daoist Tang Yi was so young, so he definitely belonged to the latter.
The second song was just like his name. It was easy to understand. Tang Yi, who had broken up or failed to confess his love, walked out of the grief of his loved ones. He met the person he liked, but the other party rejected him. This kind of experience of adding pain to pain should be very rare. I don't understand it either, but what I do know is that it should be very painful. I feel sorry for my husband here.
The third song was still about falling out of love, but it was completely different from the second song. It was filled with yearning for a better life. Tang Yi did not hate or treat that person coldly like other people. Instead, he was grateful. He understood what love was and experienced what it felt like to love someone. This was a song like sunshine, able to warm people's hearts and make them regain their courage. With this song, Tang Yi walked out of his sadness. Here, I'll give my husband a thumbs up. My husband is awesome.
The above comments are purely my personal views. If Tang Yi wants to pursue this matter, I will compensate him.
After she finished writing, Noa smiled proudly and sent it to Tang Yi Bar. She also added the essence and pinned it to the top.
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