Entertainment 2000: Supporting female stars will bring you a hundredfold return

Chapter 118 Tang Wen, stop touching me and watch the show! (6 in k)

Hu Jing, who lives in Yunnan Province, watched the Spring Festival Gala while talking on the phone with her best friend Zeng Li.

"Director Tang is amazing! When can we perform on the Spring Festival Gala?"

Zeng Li, who was always calm, said in a more surprised voice: "My sister just searched the program list for tonight on the Internet, and Director Tang has another solo!"

"There's another one? No way! Including the beginning, there are three songs?"

"Yeah, it seems like there has been no precedent in recent years."

On TV, Zhou Tao naturally introduced the process:
“…So, the inspiration for the following song, “Yellow Man,” comes from the fighting spirit of Olympic athletes and football players?”

The camera zooms in.

Tang Wen's eyes revealed determination: "To be precise, it comes from the fighting spirit of every person in the country."

The audience in front of the screen was amazed:
"No way? Or him?"

"Who is this young man?"

"He wants to sing two songs in a row? This is the Spring Festival Gala!"

"..."

No matter how surprised everyone is.

Subtitles have appeared on the screen:

Song "Yellow Man"

Singer: Tang Wen
Composer: Tang Wen

Lyricist: Tang Wen

"It's another song he wrote himself!"

"I heard from the host that the song just now was also written by him."

"..."

To be honest, everyone usually watches the Spring Festival Gala.

I don't pay much attention to singing and dancing programs.

Unless there are young people chasing stars, or a big star like Andy Lau comes on stage, the audience will listen seriously.

But the lyrics of "Young China" just now.

It is a text that most people have memorized.

Tang Wen immediately caught the audience's attention.

Now, another gimmick of singing two songs in a row is thrown out.

The audience in front of the TV couldn't help but want to hear how Tang Wen sang.

You know, in everyone’s memory.

The last person to sang two songs consecutively on the Spring Festival Gala was Fei Xiang in 1987!

"Clouds of Hometown" and "A Fire in Winter"

His outfit from the Spring Festival Gala immediately became popular in China: “frog-eye glasses” and “bell-bottom pants”.

It also made "A Fire" spread all over the country.

Predictably so.

Tomorrow, everyone will definitely compare Tang Wen and Fei Xiang.

If Tang Wen performs poorly.

Then he and the entire Spring Festival Gala program team can just wait to be criticized and scolded!

Spring Festival Gala director Chen couldn't help but get nervous.

And Tang Wen still sang this song live!

The prelude of more than twenty seconds passed.

The director's camera zoomed in, focusing on Tang Wen's young and handsome face.

"So handsome!" Chen Hao/Hu Jing/Zeng Li...

The less intimate the relationship is, the more the impact of Tang Wen's appearance can be felt.

Yu Feihong, who has felt the impact of Tang Wen, has become immune to his appearance.

She didn't make any sound, she just gently squeezed her legs together.

Tang Wei, who usually stayed far away, not only changed his sitting position, but also licked his lips gently: I almost forgot when was the last time.

In front of the screen, the young girl stared with her eyes wide open.

The young women's eyes sparkled.

"From the waves that have rolled over five thousand miles
The city wall is still to be rebuilt
All the history faded yellow
Gathered into the sunset and dyed me

A high and passionate voice sounded, and the expectant people let out a soft "wow".

这歌
This word!

This handsome guy has something!
Li Xiaoran didn't blink, her face flushed: After the New Year, I will make him wear this clothes and be my good student.

"From the sweat of five thousand years
Or is it the legendary prosperous Tang Dynasty..."

The next two sentences are even more resonant.

At countless reunion dinner tables, chopsticks were temporarily put down.

“Look at the big screen!”

“It’s a championship moment at the Olympics!”

This song has no accompaniment and no dance.

Tang Wen stood alone in the center of the stage.

The big screen behind him played highlights of domestic athletes from previous Olympic Games.

The first scene that appeared was Xu Haifeng winning the gold medal in shooting, winning the first gold medal for New China.

Then came Li Ning, who won three gold medals...

The elderly who follow sports recognized these images and said excitedly:
"84! This is 1984, our first time participating in the Olympics!"

Deng Yaping, Fu Mingxia, Liu Guoliang...

The athletes familiar to everyone appear one by one, and the screen is full of hard fighting moments!

The screen speeds up.

The characters appear faster and faster.

Tang Wen's singing voice became more and more sonorous:
"The world is changing and I want to break through

A frank and open person

After five thousand years, it’s finally my turn to take the stage! "

The chorus ends and the accompaniment begins.

Suddenly, a foreigner appeared on the screen and shouted in a non-standard accent: "2008! Beijing!"

hum-

Cheers, roars and applause.

The audience instantly recalled the scene of that day.

Many people were touched and their eyes were red.

"Singing so well!"

“This background is also very good”

"..."

The second half of the song.

As Tang Wen started to sing.

A green field appeared on the screen.

Generation after generation of football players, their wonderful goals and hard work are presented one by one.

The song comes to an end:

"A magnanimous
Huang Tian is above
Look how I act like a hero!"

The last goal was scored on the screen, and then the players and head coach Milu cheered together while holding the national flag.

The Chinese national football team advanced to the World Cup!
"Whoa Whoah"

There was thunderous applause!

Tang Wen bowed and left the stage.

There are famous crosstalk artists, including Hou Sanye and others, waiting backstage.

They looked at each other and shook their heads.

There is a saying in crosstalk that "you should pick up fire but not mud".

What this means is that performing behind a more popular venue will have a better effect.

But Tang Wen sang so well that the place was filled with excitement.

Whether it is the live audience or the audience in front of the TV.

Completely immersed in the emotions of his song.

At this time, they came out to perform a group crosstalk, and the text was not strong.

I'm afraid the audience will feel a huge psychological gap.

He couldn't allow him to think too much.

The host announced the ending and left the stage.

Master Hou San touched his bald head and walked out with the whip in hand...

Sure enough, I saw his slightly weird look.

The audience frowned.

Backstage, Director Chen slapped his thigh and said, "We shouldn't have arranged for Mr. Hou San to be here."

I should have known that Tang Wen was so contagious.

It should be followed by a dance performance with average effect or something to help the audience calm down.

Tang Wen felt so relaxed after singing that he had no idea that many of the funny parts in Hou Sanye and his group's show didn't come across as expected.

Fortunately, the actor who came on stage was a veteran.

Relying on rich experience, barely holding on.

The main point is that even if the audience doesn’t laugh, I won’t be embarrassed.

The audience in the audience is at least still watching.

The audience in front of the TV started talking about Tang Wen's songs directly.

“These two songs are really good!”

"Tang Wen is a musical genius! The princess and the others all acknowledged it."

"This song is called 'Yellow Man', right? I think it should be called 'Chinese Man'."

"..."

After discussing the song, everyone started talking about the Olympics and the World Cup.

The discussion was heated.

I didn't pay any attention to what was on TV.

"Director Tang is so handsome!" Hu Jing exclaimed, completely forgetting that she didn't hang up the phone.

Zeng Li smiled at her: "Why don't we invite Director Tang to dinner after the New Year? We can get him drunk and send you to your room to rest."

"Tsk!" Hu Jing glanced at her parents and lowered her voice: "Li Zi, wait for me to get back and deal with you."

"Come on, come on!"

Beijing.

Da Meiyuan finally came to her senses.

I noticed the smiling looks from my parents and brother.

I asked sheepishly, "What's wrong?"

"You little girl, as soon as Xiao Tang came out, you wanted to jump into the TV. Even if we called you, you didn't hear us."

"Ah?" Gao Yuanyuan's pretty face flushed, and she asked in a low voice: "Mom, did you call me?"

The other three shook their heads in silence.

It seems that this girl's heart is hanging on Tang Wen.

Fortunately, Xiao Tang and the others have met.

Nice people, good wine.

I care a lot about Yuanyuan.

Gao Yuanyuan sent a text message to Tang Wen, then put down her phone and said embarrassedly, "Hurry up and eat, the food is getting cold."

Customs.

Dong Xuan just came back to his senses and was about to listen to everyone praising Tang Wen.

Then I heard my mother sigh: "You are really not worthy of such an outstanding young man, girl!"

This time, the other relatives also nodded slightly.

No one spoke for her.

Dong Xuan was so angry that she felt dizzy and almost revealed her relationship with Tang Wen.

However, my family probably wouldn't believe me if I told them now.

I had to shut up and think about when to bring Tang Wen here to show them whether they are a good match or not!
Spring Festival Gala backstage.

When Tang Wen returned to the dressing room, Wang Zuxian was lying on the sofa resting.

The house is adequately heated.

She was bare-chested with a pair of slender and round legs, which was very eye-catching.

Tang Wen couldn't take his eyes away at that moment.

Wang Zuxian sat up and wanted to praise him.

He walked towards me quickly:

"Sister Xian, I'm too nervous. Let me hold you for a while."

"I've finished singing, why are you so nervous?" Joey Wong was helpless.

"I haven't recovered yet."

"Would you like me to give you a massage?"

"Okay, okay," Tang Wen said sullenly, burying himself in her arms without raising his head.

His long breath passed through her white sweater and hit her lower abdomen, leaving a warm feeling.

Wang Zuxian felt a little uncomfortable.

She had complicated feelings towards Tang Wen.

First of all, of course, I want to persuade him to change his mind and love someone well.

Secondly, he wrote a Cantonese version of "Ten Years" for himself, which was a song that fit his mood before the breakup.

After the breakup, he wrote "Heartless".

After listening to this, Wang Zuxian felt that he understood him too well.

Moreover, he obviously has no sense of the boundaries between men and women.

The strange thing is that I don’t feel disgusted by it.

Even if she is taken advantage of occasionally, she doesn’t get angry. At most, she feels like an older sister who is helpless towards her naughty younger brother.

Feeling uncomfortable being pressed down, she adjusted her sitting position slightly.

Tang Wen slid down and buried his head in her legs.

Breathe in
The hot breath drilled up along his thighs. Wang Zuxian's whole body tensed up and he grabbed his ears with a red face:

"Either you lie down! Or you go away!"

Tang Wen had no choice but to turn over and lie on her soft thighs.

Next, the only song left for them to sing was "Unforgettable Tonight".

With their knowledge and temperament, they were naturally not too nervous, so they also watched TV and enjoyed other programs of the Spring Festival Gala.

The ones singing are Zhou Xun and Lu Yi.

As for how well you sing?
Tang Wen didn't yawn, which was already giving enough face to his good brother.

"Buzz" his cell phone lit up, he picked it up and took a look, all of them were text messages from people in the circle.

The person with the most entries is Li Shuangbing.

She started to start talking as soon as Tang Wen came on stage and waited for him to finish singing three songs.

She sent eight messages.

Tang Wen was naturally not stingy with the sincere compliment and replied with three words: "You have good taste!"

Gao Yuanyuan, Chen Hao, Dong Xuan... replied one by one.

The words in each text message were more than those in the reply to Li Shuangbing.

When Tang Wen finished his work and looked up again.

The program turned into a song from the Shenzhen branch, Chen Huilin's "Searching for Plum Blossoms in the Snow".

This person is also Tang Wen’s victim.

She was supposed to be in Infernal Affairs.

As a result, Tang Wen intervened and the role was given to Gao Yuanyuan.

However, Miss Chen came from a wealthy family.

You don’t need a career to live a good life.

"What does her family do?" Tang Wen put his hand on her fair calf and rubbed it.

Wang Zuxian frowned: "Don't think about Huilin. Her family is a jewelry tycoon, and her uncle has influence in both areas."

Tang Wen was speechless, his hand sliding down his calf: "Sister Xian, you have a deep misunderstanding of me. Am I the kind of person who falls in love with every girl I meet?"

Wang Zuxian said with a smile: "Isn't it?"

"Of course not! For example, that guy..."

Tang Wen racked his brains, trying to find a few female stars to prove that he was a loyal person.

After thinking for a long time, he said, "For example, Zhou Xun and Wang Fei, I have no interest in them at all!"

He thought about it for a long time.

Chen Huilin had finished singing, and Tian Zhen who was behind her had also finished singing.

The show being performed on the screen now is Li Yong's "Intelligence Challenge".

Wang Zuxian smiled, put his hand on his temple, and said helplessly: "It's hard for you, brother Wen. I thought for more than ten minutes and only thought of two names. They are both your friends."

Tang Wen couldn't hold it anymore.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to throw out a series of female stars’ names.

The truth is that he couldn't guarantee what would happen in the future.

Just like the little maid Huo Siyan, he originally didn't have a deep impression of this person.

It feels like there will be no intersection at all.

Who knew that her desire for progress was so strong that she actually followed me.

"Can you blame me for this?" Tang Wen turned around and looked at her from top to bottom: "There are bad people among you female stars!"

Wang Zuxian laughed angrily, stretched out his finger, and tapped his forehead fiercely: "Teacher Zhao is out, let's watch the show."

Zhao Benshan's performance this year is "Selling Car".

A show of more than ten minutes.

The burdens come one after another.

"...

Gao Xiumin: Why is he confused?

Zhao Benshan: Why are you still confused? You are crying out for lack of oxygen. I tell you, wife, you are in good health. If it were you, you would have gone to the hospital right away. "

"Ha ha!"

clap clap!

Tang Wen was so happy that he kept taking pictures of her long legs.

Wang Zuxian laughed and knocked on his head: "Slap your own legs."

Tang Wen curled his lips, touched his hands, and continued watching the skit.

"Zhao Benshan: Like this? Well, I'll give you a three-year-old's brain teaser.
Fan Wei: Don’t mess with a three-year-old. If you have the ability, go mess with a four-year-old.”

He laughed again, but this time he didn't pat Wang Zuxian's legs.

But her hand slipped down and accidentally knocked off her little white shoes, revealing the white socks underneath.

Wang Zuxian looked down and saw that she was being pressed down by Tang Wen, and she couldn't even put on her shoes.

After singing the opening song, she went on stage again until midnight.

So, while Tang Wen went out to sing, she changed into comfortable home clothes.

But I didn’t expect that Tang Wen was not honest in the dressing room backstage of the Spring Festival Gala.

"Brother Wen, don't be naughty."

"not on purpose."

Tang Wen stared at her feet.

Even though she's wearing socks, her beautiful outline can still be seen.

The length is moderate and can be held in one hand.

There are many close-ups of her feet in Hong Kong movies.

Another burden on TV.

They both laughed at the same time, and Tang Wen accidentally knocked her other shoe off.

"Be honest with me."

The slightly cool little hand pinched Tang Wen's ear.

"It was really careless."

Wang Zuxian rolled his eyes and didn't believe it at all.

Tang Wen placed his hands on her long legs, stroking them gently, and concentrated on watching the skit.

Zhao Benshan was still at his peak, and a group of people in the audience and in front of the TV were laughing so hard that they were falling down.

There was also a faint sound of laughter coming from next door.

Five minutes passed.

"Fan Wei: It hit the ground with a bang!

Zhao Benshan: Congratulations, you can answer the questions quickly! "

"Hahahaha", Tang Wen laughed so hard that his hand slipped again and he accidentally pulled half of the sock on Wang Zuxian's left foot off.

He was surprised and said, "Oh, Sister Xian, I'm sorry. It's all because your legs are too slippery!"

Wang Zuxian almost couldn't help but slap him, his voice turned cold: "Don't think I don't know what you think. Put it on!"

"Just put it on. Why are you so fierce?" Tang Wen muttered and reached out to pull his socks.

But I don't know how it happened.

The socks didn't pull her up, but instead tickled the soles of her feet.

"you!"

The foot moved and the sock flew out and landed on the carpet.

The white feet were completely exposed in front of Tang Wen.

"Hey, Sister Xian, why are you shaking your feet? It's not my fault! Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter, hurry up and watch the show..."

Tang Wen made a joke awkwardly, withdrew his hand, and put on an honest look.

Wang Zuxian was so angry that he wanted to stuff his feet into his mouth.

Be quiet for three minutes.

When Wang Zuxian was attracted by Lao Zhao's skit again, he laughed so hard that he shook with laughter.

Tang Wen also laughed, and then accidentally grabbed her delicate little feet and started kneading them.

"Get out of here." Wang Zuxian couldn't bear it anymore.

He reached out and pushed Tang Wen off his legs.

"Ouch!" Tang Wen did not resist and slid under the sofa.

He displayed his master-level acting skills and knocked his hand on the coffee table, making a bang.

Then he shook his body and lay motionless on the carpet.

His acting was so realistic, a level of acting that Wang Zuxian, who has been in the industry for many years, has never reached.

Lady Wang was shocked: "Brother Wen, are you okay? Where are you hurt? Don't scare me!"

She panicked, stood up barefoot, and straightened Tang Wen's body.

Tang Wen was seen covering his heart with his right hand, his face full of pain.

After all, it’s backstage at the Spring Festival Gala.

Tang Wen couldn't possibly overact, so without waiting for further questions, he took the initiative to say, "I'm hurt."

Wang Zuxian was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and angrily raised his sockless foot to step on him.

But seeing it was about to fall on his handsome face, I couldn't bear it.

Finally, he stomped on the carpet and sat back on the sofa: "Look, I still care about you!"

Tang Wen was dissatisfied: "Zhang Guorong can touch me, but I can't? There are four songs in the Spring Festival Gala, which is very stressful. Can't I even relieve my emotions?"

"What Zhang Guorong? He and I are just friends."

"Friend? Tie a silver bell to your ankle with a red string, and reach into the water for him to hold with both hands! The photo will be all over the Internet!"

Wang Zuxian's mouth twitched. Tang Wen was talking about the plot of the movie she starred in, "A Chinese Ghost Story".

Tang Wen didn't get up either, just lay on the carpet.

Two minutes later, Wang Zuxian shook his lips and said, "What a mess you are down there. If someone comes in later, they might think something is wrong with you. Get up quickly."

"I knew Sister Xian was kind-hearted." Tang Wen jumped up with a smile on his face.

Sat on the sofa, a little away from her.

Wang Zuxian felt relieved, thinking that he would no longer cause trouble.

The next second, he bent down, picked up her long legs and held them in his arms.

What made her even more speechless was that he took off the sock on his other foot.

Tang Wen leaned on the sofa, with his long legs in his arms, watching the Spring Festival Gala. He felt so comfortable.

If there was another maid to serve tea and water, and a concubine to lean on...

When I turned around, I saw Wang Zuxian's cold gaze.

Tang Wen nodded: "I understand, Sister Xian."

He stretched out his hands and held the two snow-white feet: "It's not cold now, is it?"

Wang Zuxian said sarcastically: "...You are quite considerate."

"Considerate? Maybe later, Sister Xian. After all, we are backstage at the Spring Festival Gala."

Wang Zuxian rolled his eyes at him, there was nothing he could do about his shameless tactics.

I had to force myself to shift my attention to the screen.

Then, I felt a pair of legs being touched from top to bottom, and my feet being held...

Spring Festival Gala:

The founder of Crazy English came on stage and taught everyone to speak English.

Jiang Kun appeared on stage and gave a speech on "Interesting Online Life"

This is his new work.

Tang Wen sounds rather boring.

However, when Wang Zuxian heard the last joke of "looking for Chow Yun-fat", he chuckled a few times.

Then, there was another series of songs.

Tang Wen simply focused his energy on his legs.

Time passed by minute by minute.

After a few more shows were over, he frowned.

"Sister Xian, your skin is so dry!"

How come such good legs suddenly became dull?

Wang Zuxian took a deep breath, and his sweater bulged on his chest.

She pulled out the soft sofa backrest and started beating him: "Why do you do it? Why do you do it? Why!"

Tang Wen leaned back and dodged left and right.

But because he couldn't bear to let go of the long legs in his arms, he couldn't escape at all.

Wang Zuxian kept his hands and mouth non-stop: "Since you came in, you have been touching me for two hours! And you still come to ask me why I do it, I let you ask, let you ask..."

She didn't use much strength, the backrest was swinging on her body, and it hurt because the girl pressed on her feet before she had a bath.

Tang Wen protected his head: "Two hours, time has passed so quickly. It must be because the temperature in this room is high and the north is dry. That's why your skin is dry."

Anyway, it has nothing to do with me touching your legs for two hours.

After hearing such shameless words, Wang Zuxian suddenly felt tired.

He folded up the backrest and quietly tucked it back behind his back.

Tang Wen bent down and took the lady's bag from the coffee table in front of him.

"What are you going to do now? My patience is limited." Wang Zuxian herself didn't quite believe what she said.

Tang Wen was happy in his heart: It's been two hours, Sister Xian, you are really patient.

Of course, he didn't dare say that.

He took out a bottle of hand cream, put the bag back, and said seriously: "Sister Xian, your skin is too dry, I will help you take care of it."

Wang Zuxian didn't even bother to roll his eyes. He tilted his head back and said in a hollow tone, "Thank you so much."

"You're welcome, Sister Xian. From now on, leave all the rough and tiring work to me!"

Wang Zuxian: ...

Tang Wen patted his chest and assured: "Don't worry, Sister Xian. If it's not applied well or unevenly, and you're not satisfied, I can help you reapply it for free."

"Haha, that's so touching. I'm embarrassed to expose you."

Tang Wen pretended not to hear.

Don't say anything, add moisturizer.

The feel has reached a new level.

After a while, Wang Zuxian sighed: "That's enough. What's so good about touching a pair of feet?"

"Sister Xian, do you mean that I put too much moisturizer on my feet?" Tang Wen translated automatically.

"You've applied it ten times. Do you think it's too much?"

"I see. I'll wipe it off and reapply it."

"No, no, no, it's up to you, it's up to you, as long as you are happy!" Wang Zuxian couldn't do anything about him.

It’s past eleven.

Wang Zuxian needs to touch up her makeup and change her clothes.

Tang Wen reluctantly let go of his one-meter-long legs.

"Sister Xian, are you satisfied?"

Wang Zuxian was furious: "Don't even think about it next time!"

Tang Wen frowned: "I see, you want me to harm other long-legged girls, shoulder new love debts, and let the Buddha deduct the merits of your good deeds..."

"Shut up!" Wang Zuxian raised his foot and stuffed it into his mouth.

(End of this chapter)