Chapter 357: Asian Hero 2

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"Light the torch!"
"Play a song!"
The delegations of 37 countries are lined up in the field. At the foot of them is the paved green turf, and they and all the audience look out to the entrance of the passage.
I saw three athletes running out of small billboards surrounded by billboards of "Vajra Boots", "KONICA" and "Xinghe Audio".
Holding the torch is Xu Haifeng, followed by Zhang Rongfang, five-time champion of the women's volleyball team, and diving champion Gao Min, wearing Li Ning's sponsorship costume.
Big white vest and white pants.
Xiao Xu covered his eyes, it was too ugly, and the billboard was also ugly.
This link has been kept secret, and it was officially unveiled today. The three ran around the runway, returned to the starting point, and boarded the auditorium.
Climb up a few steps, and finally reached a huge torch stand.
This year there is no bells and whistles of ignition, especially simple. Xu Haifeng showed the torch to the audience, and then turned around, igniting the ignition device below.
The heat rises and conducts quickly to the top.
boom!
The flames during the day were not so sharp, but the clouds above the stadium seemed to tremble. This kind of fire that witnessed by 200 million people finally completed its mission, let the Asian Games torch rise at this moment.
11,000 homing pigeons were released at the same time, and 10,000 feathers were woven into a giant net, covering the workers.
"Boom!"
Everyone is excited and proud.
An Asian Games, an opening ceremony ... Sports is too heavy in the hearts of ordinary people, always connected with the country. Outsiders will not understand that they have been waiting for this pride for too long, too long, and looking forward to this dream of a powerful country for too long, too long.
The torch ignited and the athlete swore and retired.
Four exits, each divided into four groups. The gongs and drums team has been guarding the entrance of the tunnel, with the dance team in the middle and the martial arts team in the middle. The yelling and yelling that I saw before, this will all be trembling.
"Non-Brother, I'm going to the toilet!"
Wu Jingzhu stood up.
"Don't you just go?"
"No urine, there must be this time."
"At a young age, the kidneys are so bad ..."
Xu · Hugujiu despised it and turned back to praise: "It's still a valiant old man, steady like Mount Tai."
"Oh, I also go to a toilet." Yu Chenghui is sincere.
Gee!
Teacher Xu shouted: "Go to the toilet, don't grind the gun!"
"Non Brother, which gun?"
"Non-Brother is so decent, it must be a real gun!"
"Yo, which gun is the real gun?"
Everyone had a little fun and relaxed a little, but in front of them, the whistle sounded like "Boo ... Boo ...", and the gong and drum team rushed out.
In this punch, everyone's string tightened instantly.
Xu Feike didn't have the ability to decompress 1,000 people. He could only check with Cheng Dong again and again to ensure that the props would not go wrong. I hope that they would not waste their hard work.
While taking advantage of the gap, he slipped quietly to the front, glanced at the exit, and shrank back again.
I only felt that the crowd was full of people in all directions. Hundreds of men with naked arms and ancient costumes flew up and down, shaking the earth.
For a time, Jin Ge Iron Horse felt like a tiger.
The ten-minute show ended quickly, followed by "Bishuifenghe". More than 500 girls danced with white yarn, and the surplus models entered the venue.
The martial arts group came to the forefront, Xu Fei didn't look outside at all, leaning against the wall, his calves kept shaking.
Cheng Dong took another group next door and found a cigarette to see if it was not on his ears. After that, he would like to smoke again, and do n’t get on ...
The song outside rang, Yu Wenhua began to sing, indicating that the end is near. The staff ran over in a big step, "Quickly, ready to play, it's up to you!"
At this moment, Teacher Xu found that what was said was superfluous and only waved his fist, "Entry!"
Four groups of mermaids came out.
With music, hundreds of people shouted together, holding a large flag to enter the venue, and suddenly a point in the middle, turned into a stream of torrents extending to all directions, and merged into a pair of cloud head patterns.
Waving along with the banner, it seemed like clouds and clouds, floating with the wind.
At the end, the formation changed again, all spread out, horizontal twenty, vertical twenty-one, the red flag was like waves rolling ...
Xu Fei stood on the runway, could not see the wonderful, and could not find the mistakes. The shuttle swimming in front of him seemed to be a person and a whole, and he could not capture clearly.
All he can do is try to make his thinking clear, wait for the big flag team to end, and quickly greet the martial arts team.
The rows were neat and tidy outside the field, as if several lines were inserted into the field, Wu Jing pursed his mouth and sterned his face, poking straight ahead.
The music changed suddenly, and Wu Jingpa slammed together.
"what!"
"Ha! Ha!"
All of them are teenagers of half size, strong in punches and fists.
After a punch, hundreds of people changed queues and formed a number of circles, and at the same time, three mobile stages were launched.
The music changed again, and as soon as the platform opened, two long feathers were exposed, followed by a pom-pom helmet full of beads ... When the head came out, there was a sudden meal.
Both Xu Fei and Cheng Donghun were frightened, but fortunately the platform continued to climb up.
I saw that Mu Guiying leaned against the python, rolled over, and flicked up and down. After playing a few tricks, the stage next to it also rose, but it was a great martial arts student.
Light and vigorous, tumbling and brave.
The two are in a group, as is the right.
The Sichuan Opera changed its face, the face of Zitangtang, one face changed from green to red, from red to white, and from white to black.
This is much better than military bands and tai chi, a foreigner with a wide open mouth, dumbfounded.
"Si Guoyi!"
"????!"
"Wonderful!"
After the sleeves were over, the central stage rose and Yu Chenghui made his sword debut.
Other programs are a crowd of people, but Teacher Xu pays attention to rhythm. Daqi is an appetizer, and punching is an extension. The four famous artists of Quyi are personal beauty and foreshadowing, just to elicit the drunk sword behind.
Originally, the drunk sword was danced first, and then the two-handed sword was danced. The rehearsal found that the time was too long.
I saw the old man's body leaning, the pace was messy, the sword was crooked, but when he was about to fall, he suddenly took a stab and turned his left foot as the axis.
This turn seems to be too drunk, fishing in the water.
The drunken sword is displayed all the way, flashing suddenly, as if mad as a mad, pleasing to the eye. Immediately afterwards, the martial arts gangs also fought in the circle, dazzling with eighteen soldiers.
After playing, the two sides opened and entered a group of lions.
The southern lion is freehand and the northern lion is realistic. Under the command of the lion-leader, it lazy and tired, blinking and yawning. On one side, the hydrangea rolls and jumps longitudinally; on the other side, the little lion plays the big lion, the big lion teases the little lion, and enjoys the world.
At the end, they gathered in the middle, shook their heads, and celebrated all over the world.
"OH!"
"Spalan!"
"Perfect!"
Where did the foreigner see this, the exclamation continued, and the audience was also talking about:
"I'm aware of the shortcomings in front, this is called a holiday!"
"That's how lively it is, and it also promotes our culture."
"..."
On the podium, the big leader who had visited the art center smiled, and the kid did have a hand in creativity.
………………
In the channel, Xu Fei didn't know the evaluation outside, he just wanted to calm down as soon as possible.
Cheng Dong finished the calf and gasped: "Mu Guiyingka, then, I, don't want to breathe anymore! Lying trough, am I still alive?"
"Living alive, my legs are shaking a little." Wu Jingdao said.
"Why are you shaking, and you still say me?"
"After the performance, leave as soon as possible, don't occupy the place, don't occupy the place."
The staff drove mercilessly, but there was no way.
Xu Fei led everyone out, and piapia collapsed. The program just said can squeeze them all away. The psychological pressure is even greater and finally relieved.
"Take a break first, and the box lunch will be delivered immediately."
"Banfan? Are you ready to eat, Brother?"
"Everyone knows each other, can parting make you hungry?"
He beckoned, "We have enough rest to clean up the props, our task is completed. I tell you, although they are inside, we are outside, and we can't even see the scene, but there is our contribution, everyone can not lack."
"Non-brother, I know, screws!"
"I'm not sad, I can't bear you."
"Yeah, we can't bear it either."
"Get off! Let the little girls say, I'm still a little bit, and you just forget it."
Xu Fei was exhausted and asked for another cigarette, listening to the movement inside.
"We are sons and daughters of Asia, and we have a broad mind, so that the world is full of spring ..."
At the end of the stage, a huge inflatable emblem was raised in the field. The emblem was dome-shaped, with a panda looking forward at the top, and a group of people singing and dancing below.
Tens of thousands of balloons hugged each other, slowly rising into the air, floating out of countless beautiful fantasy.
The atmosphere reached its climax.
"This is a glorious moment. It has written a new page in the history of the Asian Games. It will become a forever beautiful memory in our life ..."
Teacher Xu looked at the balloons floating in the night sky and sat on the floor.