Tanabata Diva Concert: Happy Breakup

Chapter 200: Chapter 200
When they came backstage, Mu Chuchu was still holding Jiang Ci's hand,

"Jiang Ci, my legs are a little weak and I can't walk anymore." Mu Chuchu was very nervous and finally finished singing the whole song. After getting off the stage, his legs had no strength at all.

Jiang Ci nodded, because he could feel a slight tremor besides sweat from Mu Chuchu's palm.

"Stand here and take a rest. Sister Hua will definitely be here soon." After Jiang Ci finished speaking, Sister Hua came to pick him up.
She looked at the two in surprise, why are they still holding hands after they got off the stage?

Jiang Ci said: "Sister Hua, Miss Chu Chu is probably very nervous. You support her and go back to the lounge first."

After waiting for several programs,

The host continued on the stage, and he said to the audience below: "The next song is not good. It is a song adapted from ancient poetry, and it is the first one to be sung today. Please come on stage now, Lin Yanyu Sing "May You Live Longer" for everyone."

The trolls on the Internet almost went crazy at this moment.

"The host must be a fan of Lin Yanyu, a die-hard fan, otherwise he wouldn't be able to talk about stainless steel. Haha."

"It's all the old thief Jiang Ci's fault. Sister Stainless Steel is made famous by him."

"Host: "I'm not, I don't have one, I just said I'm bald. ""

The sounds of violins and flutes sounded, ethereal and melodious.

Behind Lin Yanyu, a MV appeared, the Minister of Rites, with a brush in hand, finished writing "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" one stroke at a time.

Lin Yanyu's ethereal singing voice sounded, and at the same time, the Minister of Rites in the MV began to write lyrics according to the rhythm of the music.

When is the moon?
Ask the sky for wine.

I don't know the palace of heaven,

What year is this eve.

I want to return by wind, and I fear Qionglou Yuyu, the heights are too cold.

Dancing clear shadow, like in the world.

Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, where the Qi household is low, and the light is sleepless.There shouldn't be any hatred, what's the matter of long-term goodbye?
People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxes and wanes. This matter has never been complete in ancient times.Nung, moon and new moon.

After the song was sung once, the words of the Minister of Rites also came to this point, and then the nominations began, written by Jiang Ci.

Immediately, the screen behind Lin Yanyu displayed the lyrics again, but the composition: Jiang Ci, the lyrics: Jiang Ci, the arrangement: Jiang Ci, and everyone was shocked.

Several big shots in the audience looked at Jiang Shangshu.
The Minister of War pointed at his nose and laughed and cursed: "You old guy, you are so shameless."

"Fuck you, my hands are itchy, I haven't written calligraphy for a long time." Jiang Shangshu smiled indifferently.

"Old thief Jiang, you shameless bastard." The Minister of Industry also started laughing and scolding.

Everyone is a cultural person, so they naturally understand the meaning of this poem. Once this poem comes out, all Mid-Autumn Festival poems will be useless.

This poem must be included in junior high school textbooks. It is of great significance, but I never wanted to be admired by Jiang Shangshu, a bad old man.

At the moment in the lounge, Mu Chuchu looked at the TV screen and asked: "The old man who is writing calligraphy looks familiar, it seems to be our Minister of Rites?" With an uncertain tone, it was a little unbelievable.

Jiang Ci nodded: "Yes, Jiang Shangshu."

"Damn it, Lin Yanyu just took off now. Jiang Shangshu acted as the background for her MV. What an honor it is." This song is inherently good, but Lin Yanyu performed it in an ethereal, beautiful, sad, and polite way. What an honor it is to be endorsed by the Minister of Finance. Some people with evil intentions in the entertainment industry have to consider the official attitude even if they think of Black Forest Misty Rain.

As long as Lin Yanyu doesn't commit suicide or violate any bottom line, her future stardom can be said to be smooth.

Jiang Ci gave Lin Yanyu a scarf after he finished singing

[Hey, I have exhausted my talents and composed a poem @Poetry Association. Please appreciate it. When will the bright moon come?Ask the sky for wine.I don't know the palace in the sky, what year is this eve.I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be too cold in the heights.Dancing clear shadow, like in the world.

Turn to Zhuge, low Qi household, according to sleepless.There shouldn't be any hatred, what's the matter of long-term goodbye?People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxes and wanes. This matter has never been complete in ancient times.Nung, moon and new moon. 】

"Haha, old thief Jiang Ci, please be a human being like you, the Poetry Association's face has been swollen by you,"

"I don't know if it's a swollen face, it's rubbing the face of the entire Poetry Association on the ground."

"Drink Tui, Poetry Association, whatever rubbish, it's worthy of comparison with my Huahua, my Huahua is the best, and the gangsters will go home and farm when they are done with their talent."

"Damn it, where is my 50-meter broadsword, this brainless fan of Hua Chenyu is really good at it,"

"Yes, the old man on the screen behind Lin Yanyu at the party is our Chinese Minister of Etiquette."

"When Hua Chenyu drinks, he won't let his idiot fan come here to cause trouble if he only adds two peanuts."

In Hua Chenyu's villa, Hua Chenyu's new agent looked bitterly at the glass fragments that were smashed all over the floor by Hua Chenyu. She was very bitter. She thought Hua Chenyu was poisonous, so the first agent came in. A month later, the second agent jumped in again.

She was a little worried that when she would be sent to step on the sewing machine.

imperial capital,

Central Ma TV station, in the lounge.

Jiang Qiuyue looked at Lin Yanyu on the screen and thought to herself: "The position of Queen of Heaven is secure, and she has the personal endorsement of the Minister of Rites. Now Yanyu's stardom is smooth."

He looked at Jiang Ci with a smile in his eyes and said, "Thank you."

"You are my sister. You took care of me when I was a child. These rewards are just trivial." Jiang Ci was just repaying Jiang Qiuyue.

Jiang Qiuyue just smiled.

She really understands, Jiang Ci is completely out of his mind.

Shaking his head helplessly, he looked at Jiang Ci and asked, "The concert is over, can you give me the script?"

Jiang Ci said, "Don't worry, we'll talk about it later."

At this moment, in the lounge not far from Jiang Ci, Tan Qin, Li Yu, and other national team singers all opened their mouths, looking at the song sung by Lin Yanyu on the stage,
"This song is absolutely perfect."

"As long as it's the Mid-Autumn Festival in the future, this song will definitely be on the stage."

"That's right, the lyrics of this song are perfect."

"I'm afraid those people from the Poetry Association are having a hard time now."

Tan Qin: "The gang from the Poetry Association thought that Jiang Ci's little brother was easy to bully, but they got slapped in the face. After this time, the Poetry Association will definitely not dare to be a monster. After all, Jiang Shangshu personally stood up for this poem. .”

Li Yu: "I don't even know how to describe this song. It's beautiful and ethereal. When Lin Yanyu sang this song, she had already established her position as the queen of the music industry. This is not a little queen, she is a real queen. Queen of Heaven.”

Everyone nodded in acknowledgement.

Lin Yanyu's singing skills are naturally top-notch.
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(End of this chapter)