Chapter 238： Older sex

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In fact, in Zhang Yu's view, no matter it is the earth or the other world, it is the same everywhere. As long as there is a circle of Chinese living, it looks like a harmonious Great China. It's not that this is not good, but it's all old-fashioned and old-fashioned. It's really nothing new.

Zhang Yu misses the Spring Festival Gala in the early days of the earth, especially those comics and sketches, which are full of irony. We must know that the core idea of ​​creation is to address current disadvantages, which is irony. If you blindly harmonize for harmony, you will lose the charm of creation and lose the reputation of Spring Festival Gala.

From Zhang Yu's personal perspective, perhaps he should find an opportunity to restore those classic and ironic comic dialogues or sketches in another world, and let people here see what is classic. Of course, you just have to think about it, not to mention that you have no chance. Even if you have a chance, you ca n’t get through the political review, just think about it.

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Yu Meixiu prepared everything for making dumplings ... As Zhang Yu, who has been backed up by home-cooked dishes, for example, he rolled out the skinning work, and his mother was surprised by his skill. In this way, the mother and child partner, while watching the Spring Festival Gala while wrapping dumplings, is also fun.

The Spring Festival Gala is organized step by step. As a large-scale comprehensive evening party, there are basically every type ... the most are singing and performing. Fortunately, in order to make a lot of fun, many cross talks and small-scale programs are nonsense and purely funny. Although there is no connotation, it is also good to watch one.

Soon as a show ended, after the host reported ... Xia Ziqi followed.

Zhang Yu's eyes brightened and she said, "Old lady! Old lady! Look at it. Did you watch the subtitles? I wrote this song! My friend, Xia Ziqi, is singing."

When Yu Meixiu heard this song was written by her son, she immediately stopped making dumplings and turned her attention to the TV.

This song on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is still a great work. No matter when I sing or where I sing, it is a very good song.

Zhang Yu has put out all his strengths in costume design and stage effects, making the whole song look like a high-end atmosphere.

Xia Ziqi's national costume styling with a strong sense of the times, with this beautiful make-up, and sounds like natural sound, as the song progresses, it has attracted everyone in front of the TV, it seems that people are immersed in the vastness The plateau scene was average.

Especially the last few epilogues on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, which is the magic of the whole song, almost everyone remembered this song and Xia Ziqi himself.

Xia Ziqi's singing is over ...

Yu Meixiu only took a break from the beautiful melody, and said in surprise: "Son! Did you really write this song?"

Zhang Yu smiled and said, "Yeah! Right!"

Yu Meixiu's feeling of surprise still hasn't subsided yet, and she said, "You wrote such a great song! Son, are you really a genius?"

"Maybe! Hehehehe!" Zhang Yuwenyan shook his head and grinned, of course, he knew everything.

"Son, do you plan to go to college to study music in the future?" Yu Meixiu thought of a key question.

"Don't go!" Zhang Yu shook his head. "I'm so genius, how can I learn music?"

Yu Meixiu said, "What are you going to learn in the future?"

Zhang Yu said, "When the time comes, let's talk about it! I'll be a senior, OK, I think those are still early."

Yu Meixiu thinks about it too, it's time to make dumplings again ... As the Spring Festival Gala progresses, the dumplings are finished, Yu Meixiu cleans the table again, sits down and continues watching TV.

Zhang Yu brightened her eyes again and said, "Mom! Look, Tang Yuxin is here."

Tang Yuxin's songs changed Xia Ziqi's elegant style and began to be grounded. The opening of the song was an old-fashioned opening target with a strong local color, followed by a booming rock rhythm. As soon as the music sounded, it seemed to be booming, and the atmosphere of the entire party was fully mobilized. Especially Tang Yuxin's voice ... can be said to be amazing.

Soon a pop song with a strong folkloric flavor ended ... Zhang Yu looked at Yu Meixiu and said, "Lady, how is this song!"

Yu Meixiu nodded and said: "This song is also good! Son, you don't really have a talent for it. Hehe!" For Yu Meixiu, the song written by his son can wait for the Spring Festival Evening stage, the world Is there anything better than that?

Zhang Yu smiled and said, "Mom, in fact, every time I write a song, I am always inspired. I feel that there are tens of thousands of songs in my belly. Where are you going! Ha ha ha ha ha!" He couldn't help laughing.

Yu Meixiu heard that! With a smile, he said, "Say your boy is fat! You are still breathing."

The Spring Festival party is continuing ... Soon as twelve o'clock approaches, the deafening firecrackers start to sound outside the window.

Yu Meixiu found the firecrackers he bought and said, "That son! Go downstairs and set these firecrackers."

Although Zhang Yu's appearance is not big, after all, he is actually older, and now he doesn't like to set off firecrackers at all. "Why do you buy this thing? It's smoky and bad for the environment."

Yu Meixiu showed a surprised expression, and said, "How do you change your taste again! Isn't it that you didn't bother to buy it after the Chinese New Year? I bought so many tricks this year!"

Zhang Yu froze for a moment, dare to love, it turned out that he had this preference before. "I'm all grown up! It's time to be environmentally conscious. Don't buy it later! Pollute the environment."

Yu Meixiu nodded and said: "I know! But these can't be thrown away. You can put it down! Use me without you."

"No! How old I am." Zhang Yu shook his head and took the lighter down the stairs.

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Zhang Yu came downstairs to find a suitable place. The firecrackers and firecrackers were all on the battlefield. For a while, it was lively ... Although Zhang Yu didn't like to set off firecrackers now, if it was really put on it, I feel It's quite lively.

In fact, in Zhang Yu's view, man is a contradictory individual. I knew I should n’t do it, but when I did it, I felt very comfortable. I was suffering from those uncles and aunts who swept the street. Look at this environmental protection issue! It should still be started by me, and I will definitely let it go next year.

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After Zhang Yu set off the firecrackers, he returned home ... The mother had cooked the dumplings, and when the dumplings were cooked, it was twelve o'clock. The Spring Festival Gala program was lively for a while. The firecrackers outside the window ping-pong ping-pong, squeezing the sound of the TV.

The New Year's Elderly is here ... (To be continued.)