This is the first love-themed experiential expo park in China, which was built because of the "Legend of the Cold Kiln" - the touching story of Wang Baochuan, the daughter of Wang Yun, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, who was loyal to love.

Walk through the Yujie Building and enter the old site of the cold kiln.

Under the archway in front, there stood a storyteller dressed in a long shirt, a small table in front of him, a folding fan pinned to his waist, and a few silver threads hidden in his meticulous hairstyle.

I saw that his eyes were blazing, his mouth was like a river, and his hands were gesturing from time to time.

This fresh scene also attracted several guests to the past, and of course the program team would not let go of this kind of material that suddenly appeared, and the director immediately commanded the staff to follow.

For the sudden arrival of so many people and the set up camera, neither the audience nor the storyteller showed much concern except for the initial surprise.

The storyteller was so brilliant that everyone was drawn to the story he was told.

"Then Xue Pinggui learned that Wang Baochuan was still alive, gave up the position of the king of Naxiliang, and took a huge risk to rush back to the cold kiln all night long, just to see Wang Baochuan...... Fortunately, God had mercy, and the two finally met after hardships...... "In the end, the storyteller also performed a piece of "Xue Pinggui and Wang Baochuan" in Peking Opera.

After the story was finished, the storyteller picked up the folding fan around his waist and opened it, fanning it lightly on his chest.

The applause and applause of the audience also rang out at the same time.

When everyone came over, the storyteller had already finished most of the story, and although he only heard a tail, he still did not hesitate to contribute his applause.

"Okay

!" "It's wonderful!"

After enjoying a moment of applause, the storyteller put away the folding fan and pinned it back to his waist, arched his hand towards the audience, and said: "Thank you for your applause, today's story is here, although the story in the book has ended, but the story of you and me will continue to write a new chapter, farewell to you." The

storyteller moved the table into a nearby hut and locked it away.

The director wanted to stop him to talk, but after the communication, the storyteller had no intention of doing so, so he had to give up.

As the storyteller left, other viewers also scattered, and some people began to look at the guests of the program group curiously.

"Ah, Mr. Huang!".

"Pongki! "

It's Zhuang Jie!" Some onlookers recognized a few people and began to come up to take a group photo.

A few people can still parry, but when they saw someone take out their mobile phones and shake people, there were more and more onlookers, and the program team made a decision immediately, covering several guests to quickly evacuate back to the hotel.

It took two days to check in the attractions of Xi'an, and then entered the creation of the guests, when everyone was carefully adapting and creating the songs they selected, Zhuang Jie ran outside every day, went out in the morning, and came back in the evening, making it mysterious.

Everyone thought that he had some special secret base to practice Xi, but only he knew that he had run out to find something to eat.

As for the songs, he already had an idea, and he didn't panic at all.

"Xiaozhuang, do you have a clue about the songs in this issue? I see if you have any special tricks for running out all day long, say it and listen to it."

Finally, when he had breakfast on the morning of the third day, Huang Yinggong asked Zhuang Jie with a smile, and the others also looked at Zhuang Jie when they heard the sound.

Facing everyone's eyes, Zhuang Jie was not timid, he thought about it and said: "Sort of, there is no trick, just go out to find inspiration, I don't think I can write a good song in the hotel every day." "

Oh, what do you mean, you're going to be original this time?"

"yes."

"Have you written it? What kind of type? Why don't you sing it out and tell everyone."

Although Zhuang Jie was upright, he was not stupid enough to sing it, he smiled and said in a joking tone: "Teacher Huang, there is no such thing as you to inquire about intelligence." "

Hahahaha, this is to find out intelligence, I don't want to brainstorm multiple ideas."

Zhuang Jie also laughed, and the matter passed.

(One Song, One City) The first issue was also launched on the fourth day of Penguin Video.

......

Jiang Xin didn't work today, so she lay barefoot on the bed early, and opened the penguin video ten minutes in advance to wait.

Beside her lay another big beauty, Li Ziwen.

On the low table under the bed were steaming skewers and a few roi cocktails, apparently ready to be drunk while watching the show.

Ten minutes later, the show began, and Jiang Xin and the two of them got out of bed and sat down on the carpet.

After the beginning of a beautiful urban anime, the feature film finally arrives.

I saw a nanny car slowly stop, and after the door opened, a pair of feet with leather shoes appeared in the camera first, and then a tall figure.

Li Ziwen asked, "Is it Zhuang Jie?"

"No." Jiang Xin shook her head and denied the answer.

The face of the first guest appeared in the picture, and it was indeed not Zhuang Jie, but Yang Jiangqiao, who arrived first.

He posed very sassy for the camera and walked into the hotel.

Some "so handsome!" "Loved, loved." "I announced that it was my husband's barrage drifting by. "

Where is this

handsome? It's obviously a sassy bag, not as handsome as Zhuang Jie at all.

Jiang Xin typed in unconvinced: Don't worry, the more handsome one is behind!

Sure enough, the second guest's comment changed when he was on the scene.

"I'm sorry, I announced that this is my husband.

"That sister, the one in front is given to you, don't rob me of this.

"You women who like the new and hate the old, don't harass my husband. "

Zhuang Jie is mine, this palace is the main palace, and we are already engaged.

"If Zhuang Jie hadn't been lying in my arms and explaining wildly, I would have believed you."

"......

" Looking at the barrage that kept drifting, Li Ziwen glanced at Jiang Xin and asked: "Your Zhuang Jie has been called husband by others, aren't you jealous?"

As a good sister, Li Ziwen naturally knew that Jiang Xin liked Zhuang Jie, Jiang Xin didn't care and behaved very generously: "This is normal, as an artist, being called husband and wife by fans is just the most common thing, and they can only say hi, but I can get in touch with real people." But he shouted frantically in his heart: Zhuang Jie is mine, you should stop talking!

Several other guests also arrived one after another.

The show also came to the scene of the guests eating a big meal together.

Jiang Xin and Li Ziwen also got off the bed and sat on the ground while drinking and masturbating while watching the show.

Ding dong.

Jiang Xin received a message on her phone.

When I opened it, I saw that it was sent by Zhuang Jie.

"The first episode of One City, One Song, has it been broadcast, have you watched it?"

"I'm watching it." Jiang Xin also took a photo of the skewers and sent them over, and the seduced Zhuang Jie had a lot of gluttonous worms in his stomach, and directly ordered a bunch of barbecue on the takeaway app, asking Zhou Keyi and Huang Hu to make skewers together.

As time passed, the progress bar also came to the performance stage.

Even though Zhuang Jie is already famous, there are still some people who don't know him and don't like him, of course, it may be a sunspot found by others.

"People are very handsome, but they don't know how to sing. "

Taking the initiative to change to the last stage, where did he get the confidence to finale?

"If our domestic music scene is just these handsome fresh meat, then there is no hope. "

......"

also had fans reply, but the other party didn't pay attention to it at all.

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