69novels Chapter 170
Chapter 170
Finally.
Under the spotlight.
The day of the game has come.
Yang Mi arranged everything early, and she and Su Chen were on their way to the competition venue.
"Su Chen, the accompanying dancers are all in the car behind, you don't need to be nervous."
"If you can't dance, just wait to stand and take two steps on the stage, after all, even if you don't do anything, standing there is already very interesting..."
Saying that, Yang Mi remembered the night when Su Chen wore a bath towel....
Do nothing... It's really already very material.
Su Chen didn't have to do anything at all.
Although Su Chen can't dance, and even the part where Su Chen and Yixing danced on the beach was in the headlines, Yang Mi didn't think that this would affect Su Chen's performance.
This time the line dance Yang Mi has seen, because it incorporates martial arts elements, so the difficulty is quite high.
Just to accompany the dance, she changed six or seven waves before and after.
If you want Su Chen, a singer who can only dance square dance, to dance martial arts dance, such a short time is obviously a little unrealistic.
However, if we can't jump, we won't jump.
Anyway, my family Su Chen is the most handsome in everything....
Su Chen nodded and said
, "I still have to jump when it's time to jump, after all, I want to do my best on this occasion."
Yang Mi was a little surprised.
"But... Now it's all about to the venue, dance rehearsal, you haven't been there once..." Seeing
what Su Chen was thinking, Yang Mi's voice became smaller and smaller, as if she didn't want to disturb Su Chen, so she quietly stopped the topic.
No matter what.
As long as Su Chen said yes, he could.
Even if Su Chen just raised his arm and kicked on the stage, as long as Su Chen felt it was necessary, it was the best.
Yang Mi looked at Su Chen's side face and smiled.
She had even thought about how to celebrate Su Chen later.
After all, as long as Su Chen spoke, there was no field that could not be taken.
Meanwhile.
The competition venue of the Guoshu Association in Daxia.
The president is busy preparing for the opening of the museum.
The museum is five minutes away.
At this time, a group of spectators had gathered outside the door.
Among them, sporadically, there are also a few small days of the country audience.
"Is the lighting stage OK?"
"What about the ring?"
"Is the host ready?" Ho Ling?
"The camera over there at the main desk, is the camera in place?"
After getting everyone's reply, the president nodded and said, "
Very good..."
....
Meanwhile.
This competition between the two countries' national arts has also reached the point of national attention in both countries.
Especially Daxia netizens.
Originally patriotic sentiment was very high, coupled with the hostility towards Matsumoto during this time, the attention of netizens was even no less than the last Great Xia Dynasty.
And just two days before the start of the game.
The main station has also reached a cooperation with the National Arts Association, and if the effect of this game is good, it will be broadcast repeatedly on the prime time of the main station.
"It's finally this day, do you know how I've been doing these two weeks?"
"All eyes on! All eyes on!!
"Hurry up and start broadcasting, I've been watching this black screen all morning."
"Groove is on the air! Is this the opening of the venue... A lot of people.
"No matter how many netizens there are in our Daxia, one person spits on us to spray Matsumoto to death."
"I agree, I have long been unaccustomed to Matsumoto, if they win, we will force him to withdraw from the net!"
"Win? With Master Chen Shi Shape here, I don't believe he will win.
"To tell you the terrible news, the little day of this competition is under the mountain, it seems to be a little awesome, I am a little panicked."
"Anyway, our own chassis, what are you afraid of."
"That's it, hurry up and start the race, we're ready!"
"Si Guo Yi Si Guo Yi."
"Groove? Got a little day coming in?
"Brothers are on full alert, keyboards are ready to !!"
"Received!"
"Received!"
"....,"
at the same time in the venue recording studio.
The chairman looked at the soaring number of viewers a little panicked.
This face.... I've never seen it before.
Before their association opened a broadcast, the number of online viewers was not more than 100.
A string of numbers on the screen made him dizzy to watch!
Although the air conditioner in the recording room was turned on at 17 degrees, sweat broke out on the president's forehead.
Turned his head to look at Shen Haixiong, the head of the main station next to him.
A calm face, a light cloud and a light breeze....
"Oops... Fortunately, you are sitting in the station, if you don't join the stare, I am afraid that I will faint halfway. "
As the director of the station, this kind of scene is naturally uncommon, but it does not mean that he is on every one.
The director is looking for something in the shot.
He said casually:
"If I hadn't learned from Li Li two days ago that Su Chen wrote the opening song for you, this game would definitely be messed up by you!"
"This.... Does it have a lot to do with Su Chen writing music? Could it be that you came to listen to Su Chen's songs?
The president looked confused.
Why, the director of the station is here to chase the stars?
"Does it matter? It's a big deal! The
director said with a look of disgust:
"Do you know how many of our servers Su Chen crashed during the last Great Xia Dynasty celebration?"
"Look at those little boxes you got over there, where are the servers? That's a toy!
"Such an important game, in case of a crash at a critical time, I look at you, don't think about messing around in our summer in the future."
"Just tens of millions of netizens on the Internet spray you, you have to spray you to death."
Hearing this, the guild leader, who was already sweating, became even more nervous.
Now he can't wait to hold the thigh of the director and throw this hot potato out.
At this time, the data in the background has soared again,
five million....
Ten million....
Thirty million....
As soon as the picture started, it had not yet been debugged, and countless comments had already poured out of the barrage.
Faced with such a situation, the director was not nervous.
Because he knew that after Su Chen appeared, he would be the most explosive viewing peak!
Since the last time I listened to Su Chen's "Ten Thousand Frontiers", the director knew how powerful Su Chen's creative ability was.
In this situation, the director of the station was even more curious.
The thought of Su Chen singing.... A few hints of excitement flashed in the director's eyes.
Looking forward to what kind of song Su Chen will come up with this time.
Even if it is not as grand as "Wanjiang", it should be as exciting as "Compendium of Materia Medica".
Just when the director stared closely at the live broadcast screen.
At this time.
Several annoyingly familiar figures entered the live footage.
On their shoulders, they also carried a wide wooden sign.
Wrapped in cloth, it was completely indistinguishable what was written.
The moment he saw them, the director suddenly frowned.
Aren't these people a few small Chinese people from Xiangjiang Kicking Hall?
It's not yet time for the contestants to enter, what are they doing so early?
Look at what they resist on their shoulders.
It's like....
Plaque.