Vol 2 Chapter 374: Heart of the motherland of Moscow

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A debut hostess smiled and introduced the next show... Jiang Chenxi walked onto the stage in the cheers of the audience, waving his arms and laughing at the audience.
When Jiang Chenxi was everything ready, a dynamic electronic music sounded... Jiang Chenxi sang a song of his own latest Chinese song, and he was happy to move forward. He said that he belongs to the Wanjin Oil Song and can sing without picking the occasion.
Jiang Chenxi sang Chinese, and the audience under the field naturally couldn't understand what she sang... but fortunately, the music type was quite arrogant and very cheerful. Through the dynamic rhythm, the song still caused the audience to be consistent. Applause accordingly.
Against the backdrop of a group of Russian dancers, Jiang Chenxi mastered the atmosphere on the stage... This time before the Russians, the stage designers of Asian music have helped Jiang Chenxi to design performance styles and interactions.
It can also be said that Jiang Chenxi has made a large amount of preparations for this performance.
After many exercises on the choreography, Jiang Chenxi basically matched the dance team perfectly. It can be said that the atmosphere of the audience, whether it is the stage or the audience, has been mobilized by her.
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Zhang Yu and his party watched the performance in the lounge, while they kept talking and talking.
Wu Jundao: "In fact, this Jiang Chenxi is still full of the atmosphere!"
Wang Mingqi nodded and said: "Well! It is a bit of a stage!"
Zhong Lanlan looked at Jiang Chenxi, who was jumping on the screen, but showed a lack of expression.
Li Lizhen said: "Indigo! Jiang Chenxi this song is like a song, it is not a level of work."
Zhong Lanlan laughed and said: "Of course! Can I have her taste?"
Wu Jun heard the dialogue between the two people, showing a curious expression, looked at Zhang Yu, whispered: "Zhang Yu! I remember that Miss Zhong also used your work?"
Zhang Yu nodded... Wu Jun asked: "What song did you write to her?"
"I won't know it for a while!" Zhang Yu laughed.
"You are quite mysterious!" Wu Jun laughed.
Zhang Yu heard a smug smile and said nothing.
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At this time, Jiang Chenxi had already completed the whole song with a jump... In the cheers of the audience, he waved his hand and walked off the stage with a smile.
Jiang Chenxi feels that his performance is perfect, and basically achieves the best stage effect he wants.
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The next show is a combination of men and women from Belarus!
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Jiang Chenxi returned to the rest hall, and the accompanying staff of his team immediately surrounded me and put on her coat.
Jiang Chenxi said to the agent: "Xu Jie, how is my performance?"
Agent Xu Sister smiled and said: "Great! Dawn! Really, I just watched it on TV, and the effect didn't have to be said."
"Really?" Jiang Chenxi smiled, and then said: "How! I just didn't look at Zhonglan Blue."
"That's for sure!" Xu sister smiled. "I don't know how to play now!"
Hehehehe! Jiang Chenxi heard this smile very happy, and turned and looked at Zhong Lanlan. Seeing what she was chatting with Zhang Yu around, it seemed to be in a good mood.
Jiang Chenxi turned his head and said strangely: "Xu Jie! I don't see any special appearance of Zhong Lanlan. Are you sure that I saw her feeling bad?"
Xu Jie said: "You can rest assured! She must be pretending to be calm. I am already restless in my heart!"
Jiang Chenxi nodded with satisfaction and was in a good mood. As long as Zhong Lanlan could perform abnormally for a while, today is his most memorable day.
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The concert is still going on... After the men’s and women’s team came out, the Belarusian choir followed and debuted. As a ally of Russia, the performance team in Belarus was warmly welcomed by the audience.
The Belarusian Choir sang a classic military song from the Soviet era, a great journey... Originally this song was the song selected by the General Political Choir. The practice was completed, and the result was finally a footstep. Instead, it was a Belarusian. I robbed the song.
Wu Jun, a few people are also depressed for this. If it wasn’t for Zhang Yu’s last temporary embarrassment, he would write a song for the cow’s fork. If you’re not sure about it, you may have a headache.
The Belarusian Choir is a choir of more than 50 people... Although there are not many Chinese and Russian choirs in the number, the singing is still good.
With the end of the singing of the Belarusian choir... The Russian National Merchandise Choir has begun to prepare for the debut. As the home team of the show, they were selected by the organizing committee as the prime time to play, which is considered to be the most heavyweight team.
The head of the choir, Kamenev, is in the final mobilization before the show. After all, this performance involves so many countries, so many people, and there is such a strong opponent of the General Political Choir.
Kamenev knows that his team, as the guarantee of the national pressure box, must produce the best results, in order to fight for the face of Russia~EbookFREE.me~ If it is compared with the Chinese, how can you see it again? Jiangdong father.
When the choir was all ready, the Russian male singer on the field completed his own singing and walked off the stage in the cheers of the audience.
Kamenev’s team is ready to go, saying:
Comrades! It’s our turn to be on the scene soon. You remember, this is a very important performance. Everyone has to show the best. Because we are the strongest choir here, we must not lose to the Chinese, do you know?"
"Know it!" The whole staff shouted loudly, and the huge volume shook the lounge space.
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Wu Jun was also shocked and frowned. To Zhang Yudao: "What do they say?"
Zhang Yudao: "They said! Never give us a loss."
When Wu Jun heard this, he showed a blank expression, and then he smiled and shook his head. I did not expect that the Russians actually care about winning or losing, but in this case, their team must not lose to Russian talent.
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The meritorious choir is already on the sides of the stage, ready to go on stage... The Russian male singer on the field finished the singing.
The lighting of the audience was dark, and the members of the choir began to debut quickly... They all went to the scheduled position and stood up. When everyone stood up, the lights brightened again.
A host boarded the stage and said: "Great Moscow! It is our great country. We are always proud of you! Dear Capital, you are the heart of our beating. Below are the National Merchandise Choirs, singing for us, The heart of the motherland of Moscow. Conductor, Kamenev."