Running Man Live, I'm Angkor

The audience was amazed.

The actors backstage were also surprised.

How is this done?

Chen Peisi moved his hands in astonishment, then moved his feet in doubt, looked down, and rolled his eyes with an ooh.

Zhu Shimao looked at him without a smile, "I'll go down and rest for a while, you lie here, I'll come back after eating two skewers of mutton."

"Don't, you close it for me first."

Zhu Shimao was gone, and the four little girls were gone.

Under the astonished gaze of the audience, Chen Peisi suddenly sat up in a jerky manner and ran to the backstage like a ghost, his upper body floating and his lower body running, two meters apart, and the people watching were stunned.

How did this magic work?

Chapter 644: One Song, One Thing, One Story

The ratings that had just risen to 10% plummeted again, and the staff of the Emperor TV show gave up completely.

Both Fan Changjiang and Cai Ming are not good enough, let alone others. Who else can I count on next?

For Wu Li, who knew the content of the Year of the Sheep party early, it was too easy to arrange some targeted programs.

Lin Xinru PK Mo Wenwei, Zhou Jielun PK Na Ying, a firework is easy to be cold, and instantly raised the level of the program by three levels.

To be honest, Wu Li thought that this was a song for which no real singer was found, no matter before or after the crossing.The sad story with great connotation, neither Zhou Jielun himself nor those later cover singers, could not sing the essence of it.

Perhaps, only those old artists who have gone through the war-torn era and disappeared can be revived to interpret it perfectly.

This does not mean that the level of the old artists is higher than that of the current singers, but it is a state of mind. People who have not experienced that kind of war will never be able to sing this song.

While thinking about it, Jay Chou's hoarse voice sounded quietly:

The sound of prosperity escaped into the empty door and shattered the world. How many love debts did the dream turn in a lifetime?As you acquiesce, life and death are waiting, waiting for the annual rings after another.

The Futu Tower has broken several layers, and whose soul has been broken, the pain goes straight to the mountain gate where a broken lamp has collapsed, let me wait, history turns around, and wait for the wine to be mellow and wait for you to play a guzheng.

The rain is pouring, and the old hometown is deep.I heard that you are always alone.The mottled city gates are entrenched with old tree roots, and what echoes on the stone slabs is to wait...

The rain is pouring, and the old hometown is deep.I heard that you are still guarding the lonely city.The sound of the shepherd's flute on the outskirts of the city fell in that wild village, and the fate took root in us...

The audience was in tears.

The stars were also in tears.

The soulful story comes with the singing voice. This is a rare song full of artistic conception.Just calm down a little, and you can feel a picture passing by in front of you.

Jay Chou's singing is not perfect, but this song is perfect, a sad perfection.

The singing was flying, and people seemed to see a beautiful woman who was waiting for her lover to return.

Countless netizens and viewers shed tears, young and old, all feeling sad.

The story of fireworks easily cold happened in the Northern and Southern Dynasties. In AD 493, Emperor Xiaowen Tuoba Hong moved the capital to Luoyang and frequently attacked Qi in the south.So far, the Northern Wei Dynasty and the Southern Qi Dynasty have been fighting for 23 years.

A general defending the city was ordered to be stationed in Luoyang, during which he met a local woman.Coinciding with the invasion of the Northern Wei Dynasty, the general was ordered to go on an expedition. When he parted, he took the woman's hand and said that when he returned from victory, he would definitely marry her as his wife.

The two said their goodbyes, and the woman stood guard at the gate of the city, watching the general sit on the saddle and leave her without looking back.

It took several months for the general to go on this expedition. During this period, Liu Song retreated steadily. Emperor Wen of Song killed two generals in a fit of anger. The Northern Wei attacked Huang He across the board. , the seriously wounded general is now living in exile.

After the general recovered from his injuries, he wanted to return to the court, but Liu Song had no choice but to go back.The general has never been afraid of death, but remembering the oath he once made, plus the killing of the good generals by Emperor Wen of the Song Dynasty, it is chilling.In desperation, she committed herself to a foreign country, hoping that one day the war would be over, and she would return to her side.

Before the two bid farewell to the city gate, the woman sat on the stone slab day after day waiting for her beloved general.Every time I meet a soldier returning from the front, I will go up to ask if there is any news about him, but unfortunately I have never been able to get an answer.

The woman never gave up and still waited day after day, year after year.After several decades, the woman was unable to meet the generals, and she was sadly cut out to become a nun.This sad story has been passed on from ten to ten, and finally reached the general's ears.

But the general could not go back. At this time, the Northern Wei Dynasty had moved the capital to Luoyang. This is an indisputable fact. The war between the Northern and Southern Dynasties is still going on. He must live until the end of the war.

Do not know how many years, the war finally ended.

For the first time, the general returned to that haunted place. Dressed as a civilian, he came to the dilapidated and mottled city gate, walked to the place where they separated, beside the long withered tree, Touching the slate on which she sat every day waiting for his return.

The elegant sound of the shepherd's flute came from the outskirts of the city, and passers-by told the general that there was once a woman here who had been waiting for her beloved to return.

Stepping back to the familiar land, the general felt so sad and complicated, as if everything went back to the time when he was envious of others. He searched for her in this broken and lonely city, but he could never find her.

The rain was falling one after another, and he believed that she had been waiting for him.

The old man in Gucheng told the general that she was always alone until the day she died.

The monk returned to the futon and sat quietly, beating the wooden fish.

The rain was still falling from the sky, and fell on the stone slab outside the meditation room.

Countless people shed tears, and Wu Li's long-length ancient paintings, along with flying singing, told the audience this extremely poignant love story.

The woman in the picture has waited from the young age of twenty-eight until she had red face and white hair, and her charming face was covered with wrinkles along the rings of the ancient tree.But no matter how she changed, it didn't change her firm eyes.

That is waiting for lovers, that is loyalty to love.

Modern society is impetuous, and it is precisely because of impetuousness that people envy women and generals even more.That kind of poignant love, even if it makes people's hearts twist like a knife, still envy others.

If a wife is like this, what can a couple ask for?

Baby subconsciously tightened Wu Li's hand, and Yang Mi Liu Shishi Bingbing looked over together.

The eyes of the five people met in mid-air, and Wu Li's eyes gradually became apologetic.

"If you leave one day, I will never wait for you like this woman." Master Bing said insincerely, the tears in the corners of his eyes sparkling.