Chapter 120: Good Voice of China

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Chen Jiahong snorted when he heard his son's words, and said, "If you don't have this diamond diamond, you can take care of this porcelain work. Just leave it alone."
When Chen Zhan heard his father's words, he immediately rolled his eyes.
Chen Xiuzhu said, "Dad, why do you always dismantle your eldest brother's desk. Is it easy for eldest brother to get here today? How can you say that you can just pick up the one."
Chen Zhan chuckled and said, "My sister is kind to me, it's not useless that I loved you so much when I was young."
Chen Xiuzhu said dumbfounded: "I remember you didn't seem to say that just now."
"Then you should have heard it wrong."
Xiao Qifeng thought for a while and said, "Is there no new idea?"
Chen Zhan sighed: "In recent years, the central government has relaxed policies on major local television stations, which has led to fierce competition. Especially in the competition of variety shows on weekends, almost everything that should and can be thought of has appeared. There is nothing good."
Xiao Yunhai smiled when he saw his uncle's frowning face, and said, "Uncle, let me plan a variety show for you, and I promise to greatly increase your ratings."
"Really, fake? Those of us in the variety department can't plan a show, can you do it?"
"Aspirations are not in your old age. Those of you are dead-headed and don't understand that innovation is the only way out for TV stations."
"Then what do you have to do, tell your uncle to listen to it?"
Therefore, Xiao Yunhai told the "The Voice of China" from the previous life of Jiangzhe Channel. Chen Zhan was shining his eyes when he heard it, and he quickly picked up the book and remembered it.
Finally, Xiao Yunhai said: "Uncle, the most important thing about the success of this program is four points. First, the guest teacher invited must be heavy, and at the same time, he will be able to interrogate.
"The second is that the band, sound, and stage must all be top-notch, giving people a shocking feeling, so that the players' singing can impress the audience."
"The third is the choice of singers. This is a very important point. Don’t look for handsome guys and beauties like other talent shows, otherwise the audience will feel that the distance is far. What you are looking for should be something that is very strange or wonderful. Singers. Whether he is fat, thin, tall or short, he is treated equally."
"Fourth, the higher the difference between singers and singing, the better. This is also the most important point of the entire show. For example, you find a male singer, and when he sings, the voice of a woman is heard. , Then it will give the audience a very strange feeling. If those instructors turn around and show some surprised or unbelievable expressions, they will resonate with the audience, the distance will be shortened, and the ratings will naturally burst. "
What Chen Zhan listened to was nodded, just like a primary school student, he kept writing with the brush in his hand.
It wasn't until Xiao Yunhai finished speaking that Chen Zhan raised his head, gave Xiao Yunhai a thumbs up, and said convincingly, "Yunhai, I am convinced. No wonder your kid can write such a beautiful martial arts novel, and his head is really big It’s so smart. You should come to my variety department."
Xiao Yunhai smiled and said, "If you let a future superstar condescend to your little variety club, that would be too much for you to use."
Chen Zhan laughed openly: "Say you're fat, you're still breathing."
"Why? Not convinced." Chen Jiahong saw that his grandson had solved his son's embarrassment easily. He was also very happy, and said unceremoniously: "We Yunhai are smart. You guys in the variety department hurry up. Laid off, I can’t even think of a show. Hey, what do you eat."
Chen Zhan smiled bitterly: "Yes, old man, you are partial."
As they were talking, Meng Fang walked in from the outside and said to Chen Jiahong: "Master, the juniors have gone home after completing the three-sana pose."
Chen Jiahong nodded, asked Meng Fang to sit down, and sighed: "The young people nowadays are like a generation. There are fewer and fewer people who really want to learn kung fu. They can't bear hardship and can't stand sin. I can’t hold it for half an hour. Hey, if this continues, the kung fu created by our ancestors with so much hard work will probably disappear."
In this world, although there is no original cultural movement, all kinds of national arts have been passed down completely, but the practice of national arts has been too slow.
Practicing basic skills every day is both boring and tedious. It is far less interesting than Taekwondo and Judo, and the results are quick. Therefore, similar to the previous life, the inheritance martial arts halls of China can hardly be opened.
In the past few years, Chen Jiahong has been teaching interested rural children in the neighborhood. Very few really come to visit teachers.
"Meng Fang, I'm old now, and I can't teach boxing anymore. From now on, you can follow Yunhai. Although his kung fu is already very good, it is easy to hide a spear from the dark and difficult to defend. You must protect him.
"Grandpa, let Brother Meng stay with you here."
"Yes, Master, I'm leaving, what do you do?"
"Dad, or I will come over to accompany you."
"Okay, don't talk about it anymore. Meng Fang, you should also go for a walk and stay in the martial arts hall all day. What's the point. Besides, there is still a Lianghu now. If this kid can train for a few years, Maybe it will become a great weapon in the future. Originally, I didn't want to accept a disciple anymore, but seeing his kind of devotion to the national arts from his heart touched me, so I decided to accept him as a disciple."
"Master is here, please be respected by the disciple."
Outside the door, Liang Hu gave Chen Jiahong three beeps with a surprised look.
Chen Jiahong knew that this kid was outside the door for a long time, and said these things mainly for him.
"Get up. From today, you will be the last apprentice of Xingyi Taiji Sect. I hope you can carry forward the martial arts. In order for you to truly understand the power of martial arts, Mengfang and Yunhai, you can go out and have a try."
Meng Fang and Xiao Yunhai looked at each other and nodded at the same time.
Liang Hu's eyes lit up, and he had a match with Xiao Yunhai, only to feel that the other party was very strong, and he was far from an opponent, but how strong Xiao Yunhai really was was beyond his ability to guess.
The two came to the yard and stood opposite each other~EbookFREE.me~ and looked at each other.
"Unexpectedly, Yunhai, your kung fu has grown to this point, it's really amazing."
"Senior brother praised, I guess Senior Brother Meng is about to turn his energy."
"It's still early. Junior Brother Xiao, please."
"Brother Meng, please."
Meng Fang is not welcome. Just when Xiao Yunhai's voice fell, he suddenly moved. The whole person turned into a shadow, and he rushed to Xiao Yunhai in an instant, with a powerful and heavy hand whip, carrying the whine of the wind, toward Xiao Yunhai's ear hit.
Taijiquan is the softest in practice, but it is the strongest in the world. With softness, you can cultivate the softest, and the more you can burst the strongest energy.
Liang Hu next to him was frightened. He had no doubt that if Meng Fang was standing in front of him, he would definitely not be able to dodge his blow. It would be too fast and too fierce.
This is the strength of the national martial arts master, it is too terrifying.