novelaction Chapter 525
Chapter 525
The training room for Golden Finger track athletes.
After listening to Su Yu's new song, the uncle felt as if he had been enlightened, as if a burst of spiritual energy had rushed from his chrysanthemum to his forehead.
"Teacher Su, you are my god!"
My uncle immediately knelt down on one knee.
This caught Su Yu completely off guard.
"Forehead!"
Fortunately.
at this time.
The voice of He Jiong, the host, came from the main stage.
"You only have three minutes left. Whether you can memorize all the lyrics is up to you."
Su Yu specifically sought out Long Danny.
And the other party was happy to oblige.
After all, such a stunt is something even a script couldn't deliberately come up with.
"Teacher Su, don't worry, I'm absolutely fine."
Although he felt that his thoughts were inappropriate, he genuinely believed that Su Yu had tailor-made this song for him.
"besides!"
"Teacher Su, I love you!"
After my uncle finished saying that...
I quickly put on my headphones.
They walked towards the main stage.
I was listening attentively to the new song.
Focus on memorizing and reinforcing the parts you didn't hear clearly or remember well the first time.
When he arrived at the entrance to the main stage, the staff rushed to greet him.
"Uncle, you've finally arrived."
"Teacher He's patching up on stage is so good that he's almost patched up the window of Widow Wang's house next door."
Hearing the staff's complaints, the old man smiled sheepishly.
"Is the new song ready?"
The staff member asked curiously.
I received a last-minute notification from the director that Su Laoliu was going to write a song for his uncle.
moment.
Everything that had been rehearsed before was disrupted.
"What a damn old man."
Of course, the staff only dared to silently complain in their hearts.
"Ready!"
My uncle was full of confidence.
"That's fine."
The staff member picked up the walkie-talkie.
soon.
After the transfer.
He Jiong, who was on stage, received a message from Long Danny.
He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Changing the subject, he said with a smile, "After all this build-up, let's take a look at the surprise that Su Wei and Uncle have brought us."
New song - Wild Wolf Disco
The song title was announced.
The audience was full of questions.
"The song title doesn't sound very appealing."
"It's a rushed project, which is understandable."
"But Liu Yi's 'Big Fish' and Fa Lao's 'Little River Flowing 1952' were also created by Su Wei in just a few minutes."
"Anything produced by Suwei is guaranteed to be of high quality (last-minute cramming doesn't count)."
"So, let's wait and see how things go."
Regarding this somewhat corny song title.
The audience's reaction was mixed.
When he heard He Jiong call his name, his uncle knew it was his turn to go on stage.
Take a deep breath.
He took the microphone from the staff member.
"Come on."
"Teacher Su, I will definitely not let you down."
My uncle made a silent vow in his heart.
When he walked onto the stage, he looked at the bewildered audience below.
Having made up his mind, he shouted, "Everyone, let's shake together!"
This was the signal that my uncle and the staff had agreed upon.
After hearing this sentence.
The accompaniment for the new song immediately began.
The audience was even more confused.
"Oh no, could this be a shout-out?"
Is it too late to wear earplugs now?
"Help! We're all on the same side."
But obviously.
The moment the music started.
It's too late.
A few barely audible stun gunshots.
Amplified by the enormous decibels of the sound system, it was particularly jarring.
Like two real bullets, they pierced the eardrums of the audience.
Nothing else!
The reason is simply that the style of my uncle's song was so different from the performances of the previous contestants.
Especially after the two stun gunshots disappeared.
My uncle grabbed the microphone and immediately launched into a rap.
Instantly, the already bewildered audience became even more bewildered.
"Hey, don't call, why are you making a phone call?"
There is no signal here.
I can't hear what you're saying even if I tell you.
Dropped
Shaking his head
Guan Dongyan accompanied his uncle's exaggerated body language.
It perfectly showcases the unique humor and wit of people from Northeast China.
It's so funny!
It was only then that the audience remembered that this seemingly desolate industrial city of Guandong Province had once produced Zhao Heitu, the most outstanding sketch comedy king in China.
Just when the audience thought this song would be a rap song in Kwan Ou-dong dialect.
The uncle lowered his hand.
New lyrics have emerged.
Along with this, there are also dialects.
"The flower in my heart"
I want to take you home
In that late-night bar
Who cares if it's true or false?
Please sway to your heart's content.
Forgot about Ta
You are the most charming
Did you know?
The Cantonese lyrics instantly transport you back to the era when Hong Kong and Macau films were all the rage.
Yes, the rhythm of the music.
It was clearly disco.
This familiar rhythm had already caused some audience members to lose control of their bodies.
"My mind says no, but my body has its own ideas."
"If I said I've been possessed, would you believe me?"
"Thank goodness, I can still control myself. This little bit of cheap alcohol is not enough to shake my bottom line."
But the song's magical rhythm has only just begun.
Uncle continued singing:
This is the best of times
This is my favorite era
Where did that big manhole cover come from?
I stepped in with my foot.
Such a dynamic beat has to be shown off at the entrance.
How can there be any obstacles in my path to the club?
slicked-back hair
Pager
007 on the dance floor
Northeast's First Generation Thunderbolt Brother
The DJ looked at me and seemed anxious.
(woowoo)
No matter how hot it is, I can't take off my leather coat.
(woowoo)
Everyone's movements must be synchronized with mine.
The rhythm is dense, like the drumbeats of two sides fighting.
It bombards the audience's remaining rationality.
"Wow, this song is so catchy."
"As of now, I can still hold on."
"Me too. Actually, after listening to Su Laoliu's 'Electric Cannon' anthem, my 'earthy high' moments are no longer something you can find in ordinary songs."
"Dude, you're right, but something doesn't sound right to me."
But at this time.
My uncle reached out his hand again.
It started swaying from side to side.
This was accompanied by yet another set of new lyrics.
Come to the left and draw a dragon with me.
Draw a rainbow on your right (let's go!)
Come to the left and draw a rainbow with me.
Draw another dragon on your right (don't stop).
Make a picture of Aaron Kwok on your chest.
Shaking his head to the left and right
The two index fingers look like two rockets.
Pointing to the shining disco ball
My uncle pointed to the sky.
The stage lights, which were originally as bright as day, dimmed at this moment, and were replaced by a rainbow of colors.
The main color scheme is dim, complemented by shimmering disco balls.
The audience threw their heads away.
"Damn it, the atmosphere is already so heated, if we don't jump now, when will we?"
Ever since.
Some of the audience members had already started swaying to the music.
The remaining people were also drawn in, moving left and right, up and down, inside and out, in and out.
Security guard: "Everyone coming in and out, come with us to the police station!"