First lady's personal tutor

"Good! I'll go to the studio to record a sample immediately. Mr. Wang, wait for me! One hour, no, half an hour is enough Yin Xia is more anxious than Wang Yong.

Drop the phone and run to the studio with the lyrics.

Pangu hotel.

Many members of the program group looked at Wang Yong like monsters and asked in disbelief: "Mr. Wang, is this really the lyrics you wrote in less than three minutes?"

Embarrassed to look at the crowd, Wang Yong replied, "I didn't see the specific time. It's about two and a half minutes."

"..." the crowd was speechless and exclaimed to hell.

As we all know, the birth of a song lyrics, let alone three minutes, even 30 minutes is also very hanging.

For example, a famous national style poet, his speed is super slow. He often works with singers whose songs have been numbered for several months, but his lyrics haven't come out yet.

Wang Yong did not use even three minutes to write a high-quality lyrics, which naturally made people marvel.

However, it seems that Wang Yong's student on the phone is not bad either. It takes three minutes for the teacher to compose the words, and only half an hour for the students to compose and record the sample!

A pair of teachers and students, are ghosts!

Feng Kui vaguely guessed who was on the other end of the phone and asked Wang Yong, "Mr. Wang, was that Yin Xia who was talking just now?"

Wang Yong nodded: "yes."

Feng Kui was excited: "my God, is it really Yin Xia? I'm her fan! I like every song of her, especially the concert version of "God's will is like a knife!"

Wang Yong's face was calm: "Oh, I wrote that too."

"..." Feng Kui opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

The other members next to me are crazy.

"Mr. Wang, please sign for me! It's not going to happen in the future! "

"Miss Wang, I want it too! I want to electroplate it on the mobile phone case and keep it forever

"Mr. Wang, I don't have a notebook with me. Just write it on my shoulder belt."

"Shit! Camera brother, what are you doing? What kind of shoulder strap do you sign for a big man? "

Everyone looked at the camera brother with disdain.

Camera elder brother embarrassed smile, said: "that or directly sign my chest muscle?"

Bang, fall a group of people.

……

No one else knows what happened to Wang Yong. Most people are still immersed in the shock of "good man".

One by one, they sighed. I'm afraid they will never see such a shocking picture again.

This is the best song.

But then the person who said that was beaten in the face.

Because in the TV picture, Ning Yi appears again. Light and shadow into the wings as if with a real flight ability, gently flapping, will be easy to slowly bring the air.

It wasn't until a second later that people reacted. Not via, not animation.

Instead, Ning Yi stands on one hand!

That palm is so quietly holding Ning Yi, let Ning Yi dance in the palm, rotate, motionless.

WOW!

The uproar across the space, at the same time sounded in thousands of families.

"My God, what do I see? "Flying swallow in Han Palace?"

"Zhao Feiyan's palm dance! The legend is true! Someone can really dance in the palm of their hand

"The trough! The whole person was shocked! How could that be! Is this still human? "

"Is Miss Wang holding the girl? How long has Mr. Wang been single? How strong is his arm

"Miracle! miracle! This is absolutely a miracle in the history of Chinese dance An old dance artist looked at the scene excitedly, tears flashing.

The acrobatic artist who once created the shoulder dance also happened to see this picture. First she was silent, and then she said, "she's dancing, and mine is acrobatics."

We thought holographic projection was the biggest surprise, but then there was another palm dance!

This issue of "Mr. Hua Xia Hao" has broken through the category of cultural programs and become a new program integrating technology and dance!

By the way, it also breaks through the biggest fantasy people can make about a cultural program!

In the house of the deputy director of girl in rainbow clothes, he just came out of the bath and was wiping his hair with a bath towel.

"I forgot to change the channel before I left. I increased Feng Kui's ratings for nothing!" Said the deputy director, picking up the remote control to switch channels.

Unexpectedly, the picture flashed, and Ning Yi's palm dance appeared in front of his eyes.

The deputy director who wants to change the channel presses the number key with his finger, but he can't press it down.

He just felt that the cerebral cortex was over electrified and severely electrified. The whole brain is numb.

His mouth was wide open, and his eyes were shining.

He is used to all kinds of dances. For the first time, he was completely shocked!

How is that possible? How can someone really do palm dance? It must be fake!

The deputy director stares big eyes, wants to find the hanging wire from Ning Yi's body.

But no matter how close the camera is, he can't find it.

When Ning Yi made a fancy rotation, the doubt in the deputy director's heart disappeared.

He understood that Weiya could not do this kind of rotation. The steel wire behind will cause obstacles, making it impossible for people to complete this fancy.

Putong, the deputy director slumped on the sofa.

His eyes were dazed, and he murmured: "wrong, I really did wrong this time!"

Suddenly he seemed to think of something, jumped up, picked up the phone.

"Director Zhang! It's not a good thing. We may lose this time! "

On the other end of the line, Zhang Heming has just finished his dinner with the director and is going out.

Suddenly heard his subordinates such words, immediately scolded: "lose you paralyzed ah! If you don't do business day by day, you'll make trouble for labor and capital! Go away

Then he hung up the phone.

But the deputy director listens to the beep in the mobile phone, the vision is lax. He knew that this time the girl in neon clothes was over.

The behavior of abandoning Ning Yi will be pushed to the peak of public opinion and become the object of criticism.

Their shows will also be the biggest laughing stock.

"It looks like it's time to find a new crew." The deputy director shook his head and turned off the program of "Mr. Hua Xia Hao", which just ended.

As the deputy director predicted, at the end of "Mr. good", microblog, post bar, forum and other places were all detonated.

"I want to apologize to director Feng Kui! I was wrong! I shouldn't have scolded him! He created an amazing show

"Palm dance! Dance disappeared for thousands of years reappears in the world! And the dancer named Ning Yi was abandoned by the professional dance program "girl in rainbow clothes"! It's ridiculous to think about it. "

"Holographic projection can be so beautiful! To tell you the truth, I was almost suffocated by the magnificent picture

"Me too! Whether it's holographic projection or palm dance, it's amazing. The beauty of Chinese culture is far beyond our imagination

"I said that you all remember holographic projection and palm dance. Did you forget the most important person, Mr. Wang? He's the soul of the show, okay? This program is amazing, but Chuang Tzu is the core element. Don't you think you have a new understanding of xiaoyaoyou unconsciously? "

"Yes! It's said that this program was planned by Mr. Wang. It can be seen that Mr. Wang has a deep understanding of Chinese culture. This is the real master of Chinese culture! Wu Zhengquan and others are far from each other! "

The topic center is constantly changing, including holographic projection, Ning Yi palm dance and Wang Yong's explanation. But no matter who it is, there is no doubt that it belongs to "Mr. Hua Xia Hao".

The surprise of this program is beyond everyone's imagination.

Even the iron fans in girl in neon dress are silent now.

"Ning Yi is really powerful! The palm dance, Zeng Yuanyuan is absolutely unable to do

Zeng Yuanyuan is the girl who used to deliberately lead the topic and attack Ning Yi.

"Well, it's only today that I've seen what real dance is. No regrets in this life

"I think the girl in the rainbow dress is really wrong this time. They missed a brilliant dance talent. We can imagine how the outside world will doubt the quality of the program. "

"Are you premature? I don't deny that Mr. good is a good program, but it's the ratings that decide the success or failure of the program. No one is sure that we will lose until the ratings come out tomorrow. Kafka's novels were so well written that it took him a hundred years to become popular? "

"That's right! Watch the ratings tomorrow morning and talk about success or failure again

"Do we still have our black plan tonight?"

"What a fart! If you don't want to be scolded to death, go to bed as soon as possible! "

After that, there was no news in the group, and the people who had originally said that the good program would end with the black "good man" disappeared.

Dididi, Wang Yong and his party finished their meal, digesting food while walking on the road, while brushing their microblog.

"Good response! They are basically praising us! " The producer said.

"Originally, I didn't worry about the quality of this program. Even those of us who have done so many shows think it's good. The average audience will definitely like it better. I'm more worried about the audience rating. I'm also afraid of the fragrance of wine. If the audience rating can't break 1.5, it's a big loss! " Feng Kui shook his head.

"Don't worry, director Feng. Our program has such a good reputation. Even if we really can't break 1.5, I don't think the stage will really transfer our schedule to girl in rainbow clothes. The leaders are not fools. "

"Well, the point is shame. When I think of Zhang Heming's arrogance, my liver aches with anger! "

"Come on, it's too late for you to say anything. Let's go home and have a sleep. We'll know the result tomorrow! Let it go Wang Yong waved his hand, and there was no worry on his face.

It is man who makes things, and heaven who makes things. Sticking to a temporary success or failure will only increase the psychological burden.

Who knows, people are looking at Wang Yong and are reluctant to leave.

"What's the matter? Anything else? " Wang Yong asked in surprise.

"Miss Wang, we... Want to listen to Yin Xia's song sample before we go." The crowd accosted.

Wang Yong lost his laugh, but he forgot about it.

"Yes! Let's find a coffee shop. We should come out right away! "

Wang Yong said, leading the crowd to a roadside cafe.

As for why not go to the teahouse, because the teahouse is expensive! Wang Yong is such a stingy person, how can he be willing to take everyone to drink a pot of tea for several hundred yuan!

More than ten minutes later, everyone's coffee was in place, and Yin Xia's song samples were also sent at the same time.

They are looking forward to Wang Yong with coffee.

Wang Yong gently opens the audio file from Yin Xia and clicks play.