I really don't want to be red

Chapter 1032 The Second Mysterious Program

The host who said this was taken aback.

on stage?

How do we not know?

You must know that for a party, the host is responsible for controlling the rhythm, and any uncontrollable things may have adverse effects.

So the host is the person who knows the whole party best besides the director.

Just like on-site scheduling in a factory.

How did I get here...it feels different.

Teacher An is also very courageous, aren't you afraid of any accidents at the party?But the words have reached this level, and they can only follow along.

Chen Mo grabbed the Monkey King's arm, "Mr. An, let's meet everyone!"

"Fuck!"

The host almost didn't spit out the swear words. The relationship turned around for 5 minutes, and the monkey who didn't stop was An Ran?

The audience was also dumbfounded.

The audience in front of the TV was also stunned...

In any case, everyone can't combine An Ran with this kind of martial artist.

In everyone's eyes, An Ran belongs to the special literary type, although she has a bad temper, loves to hate people, and even beats people up.

But...it is really difficult to combine with the martial arts in the opera.

An Ran walked out, "Hi everyone, I am An Ran."

"boom!"

Warm applause rang out.

"Damn it, it's really Teacher An!"

"Haha, what is Teacher An doing? Are you showing that you are in good health?"

"I'm not in good health, so I can't beat six of them!"

"It's like a dog. An Ran can do anything, and he is very good at opera."

Chen Mo applauded along with everyone.

An Ran kept bowing.

Chen Modao: "I would like to thank Mr. An for the whole opera industry, and I would also like to thank Mr. An for opera. It is Mr. An who made opera possible..."

The host takes the lead, and everyone applauds.

An Ran waved her hand, and then said: "Actually, it's not as good as you think, but I think opera is the treasure of our Xiazhou, we should inherit and carry forward, not all the things left by our ancestors are good, but we can find a way Make it better..."

"it is good!"

Someone below cheered.

The host silently gestured at An Ran, meaning that it was almost time, and then said: "Teacher An is the chief director of our show, so it is not suitable to stay on the stage for too long. To be honest, there is no Teacher An at the helm. As the host, I feel a little uneasy...Everyone let Teacher An go down first!"

What he was afraid of was that the people below would get interested and let An Ran sing a song!
Fuck it, it's over.

The rhythm of the whole party will be disrupted.

Fortunately, An Ran also knew about this problem, waved to everyone, and stepped off the stage with Chen Mo and others.

The next program is cross talk selected by An Ran.

An Ran returned to the backstage, did not return to the main control room, and went to the dressing room to remove her makeup.

The facial makeup is all made of oil paint, which cannot be wiped off with a paper towel.

After quickly removing her makeup, An Ran immediately picked up the phone.

"Hey, Old Chen, are you ready?"

"You can start anytime!"

"Very good... wait for my order!"

"Row!"

After hanging up the phone, An Ran made another call, "Officer Liu, are you ready?"

"Ready!" Police Officer Liu's tone was a little excited, "Thank you, Mr. An!"

"Hey, what's there to thank for this?" An Ran said, "I should do everything!"

Officer Liu said: "Okay, I will surprise Officer Li later!"

"Chen Han's side is ready, pay attention... start at any time, the film crew will go over to connect!"

"can!"

It seemed that both sides were ready, and An Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

This is his second secret show, and it must be done well.

An Ran returned to the main control room. At this time, most of the cross talk had been said, and the scene was full of laughter. It seemed that the laughter was very good.

Seeing him coming in, Jiang Yu stood up and said, "Teacher An, here we come!"

An Ran nodded and said, "Chen Han and Officer Liu are ready."

Jiang Yu nodded, he was the only one who knew how much An Ran had put into this program.

The cross talk is over, and the next is a repertoire.

As a show that was lucky to escape the fate of being slaughtered by An Ran, the little fresh meat performed very hard.

This show can escape An Ran's poisonous hands, that's because this guy's behavior is still normal, and his dress is not too unusual, everything is in the category of normal people.

After the show is over.

The host takes the stage.

"To be honest, I am very, very, very looking forward to the following program!"

The hostess smiled and said, "I'm the same as you, and I'm looking forward to it very much, because Teacher An Ran has never revealed this show!"

"Well, Mrs. An played it very mysteriously this time. Even if this program is on our program list, it is only marked as a singing program!"

The male host said: "Although I can't imagine what kind of tricks Teacher An Ran will make in singing programs, but I choose to believe in Teacher An Ran!"

The audience below applauded.

They are also curious.

It was very mysterious in advance, until the night of the party, these programs were blank on the program list.

And the first surprise "Rap Face Makeup" just now has brought enough surprises to everyone.

The second one is probably not bad either.

The other one is An Ran, who always does things unexpectedly. If there is no special reason, he would not be so mysterious.

As he said that, the host said: "Oh! I have received the notice from the director, this time it is a live connection..."

"Look at the big screen!"

The big screen behind the stage jumped, and then everyone saw a picture looking down from the sky.

All olive green, neatly arranged.

Hundreds of soldiers stood straight.

This is……

"This is in the barracks!"

"Ah? No wonder you need to connect live!"

"This guy, doing a show in the barracks?"

"I have a hunch, it's probably another song that makes me cry..."

The camera flashed across faces, young and even immature, but all of them were weathered and dark-skinned.

Compared with these pampered people in the city, they have a maturity that does not commensurate with their age.

Then came the well-dressed military band, playing the prelude.

The passionate prelude is like the water of the Yellow River, majestic and reasonable.

All the fighters sang in a soft chorus to the rhythm of the tuba.

"You don't carry a gun, I don't carry a gun, who will defend the house..."

This is……

Military song?

The audience was all stunned.

No wonder An Ran wanted to be so mysterious, and even connected live. It turned out to be a performance in the barracks, so shouldn't the live connection be done?
Looking at those immature and weathered faces, many people felt their hearts twitched, and it hurt!

They're watching a show, they're having a reunion.

But some people sacrificed their happy time for their safety and joy...

At this moment, everyone finally understood the last few words An Ran left in the trailer.

"She Xiaojia, for everyone..."

(End of this chapter)