[Respect the original work, not even the author can shake it one bit. Please respect Liu Cixing, the original author of "The Three-Body Problem", haha]
Lying on the sofa, watching the video of the symposium, Zhang Lin posted a comment because he thought the comment area was not lively enough.
As expected, his comments immediately became lively.
"The crew: Let's just follow it and film it without missing a word."
"The play is not nonsense, and the adaptation is not random fabrication."
"Da Liu: I want to change it. Crew: No, you don't want to"
"It made me laugh so hard. I remembered that many people were dissatisfied with Jin Yong's later changes."
"A work has a soul, which even the author cannot change."
"Please respect the original work. The crew is great, but it's really funny, hahahaha."
"You are not the Lord, you just created the Lord doge"
"..."
While he was watching with relish, Wang Bingbing's phone rang as she was lying next to her watching the show.
At this time, she was concentrating on watching the popular online drama "Forensic Doctor Qin Ming".
This web series remakes the plot of the third book "The Eleventh Finger".
"The Eleventh Finger" contains a total of 13 cases. The stories are interlocking and supplemented by scientific logic and analysis of human nature.
This is an online suspense drama adapted from the real life of a forensic doctor. It tells the daily life of a forensic doctor and each case.
Each of these incredible cases profoundly illustrates that man is truly a terrifying creature!
The plot that particularly fascinated Wang Bingbing was the body parts in the refrigerator. It was so real and terrifying!
"Hey, call me."
After reacting, Wang Bingbing let out an ooh. The plot of the refrigerator and the corpses was all in Wang Bingbing's mind. She answered the call with full energy and gave a quick "feed".
"Hello."
A young man's voice came from the phone.
Wang Bingbing was stunned when she saw that the voice was not that of an acquaintance.
He immediately picked up the phone and put it in front of his eyes and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. He couldn't help but wonder: "Who is it?"
On the phone, the young man said: "I'm from the Beigan City Public Security Bureau. Our unit has received an investigation document from you, and we need you to come here with your ID card."
Listening to this Mandarin with a Minnan accent, Wang Bingbing almost couldn't help laughing.
Wanwan from Bei'an City, this liar is really not rigorous enough!
Due to her boyfriend's experience of being defrauded, she has a high awareness of fraud prevention.
Almost immediately, I concluded that this was a scam call.
He suppressed his laughter and asked in a low voice: "What document?"
As he spoke, he put down his phone and clicked the hands-free button.
"Assist in investigating documents? How long will it take for you to come here? There are several related issues that I need to check with you."
Hearing this unconcealable Minnan accent, Zhang Lin turned his head.
Looking at his girlfriend who raised her finger to make a shushing gesture, Di Buzha said: "This accent sounds familiar to me, can't I practice Mandarin?"
Shaking his head, Wang Bingbing said into the phone: "What's the matter?
Was it the murder I committed? "
The person on the other side was silent, and it took a long time before he uttered a word.
Holding back his laughter, Wang Bingbing asked: "Is it about the murder? How did you know?"
"What happened? Who did you kill? Who did you kill?"
Glancing at her boyfriend who rolled his eyes, Wang Bingbing suppressed a smile and said, "Kill my husband. Kill my husband and put it in the refrigerator."
Σ(⊙▽⊙“a
Sitting up suddenly, Zhang Lin looked over dumbfounded, pointing at his nose in disbelief.
Pointing to the TV, Wang Bingbing blinked.
Zhang Lin was speechless, slumping his shoulders and expressing silently that it couldn't be this metaphor, right?
The other person was silent again for a long time, and then his tone became a little unnatural and he said, "Why do you hate your husband so much? Does he have a mistress outside?"
"Have it?"
Seeing Wang Bingbing's silent inquiry, Zhang Lin rolled his eyes with toothache.
Laughing inwardly, Wang Bingbing asked seriously: "Don't you all know?
Why are you still asking me? "
"Because you told me this, I know it, not me~"
The fraudster spoke faster and continued with confusing logic: "Because the case you are talking about is not what I want to talk to you about now. What kind of motorcycle am I talking about?
By the way, why did you kill him?
Did you amputate him?
You hate him so much, don’t you? "
Rolling his eyes again, Zhang Lin was shocked that his leg had been amputated.
Wang Bingbing suppressed her laughter and said coldly: "If you have the guts, come to me. If you don't, call me again and I will kill you too and put it in the freezer."
"No, don't scare me, I won't be able to sleep at night."
Listening to this cowardly tone, Wang Bingbing said amusedly: "Be a good person and stop committing fraud."
"Okay, okay, good night, boss, I won't disturb you anymore."
As he finished speaking, an electronic blind beeping sound came from the phone.
Then, Wang Bingbing couldn't help laughing anymore.
He just smiled, and when he saw Zhang Lin looking at him with a resentful expression, his laughter became neither embarrassing nor embarrassing.
He suppressed his smile and said angrily: "Don't take it seriously. I was too energetic after watching the TV series, so I said that casually!"
"There are no words in the world without a reason. If you can say it, there must be a cause and effect."
After a pause, Zhang Lin said word by word: "So it is inevitable that something will happen in the future.
Wang Bingbing, it turns out that you have been thinking about murdering your husband!
It turns out that my translation was wrong. The most vicious woman’s heart is true. You are so vicious! "
Hearing the sound, Wang Bingbing smiled and cursed: "Zhang Lin, are you going to die or not~"
Zhang Lin:o(≧口≦)o
——
The next day, the Bird's Nest.
Sitting in the dressing room backstage, Zhang Lin was chatting happily with his teammates from the Snowskin Mooncake Team.
At the same time, under the drone's overhead view, tens of thousands of fans lined up in an endless queue and were walking into the Bird's Nest through several entrances.
Of the 100,000 concert tickets, 90,000 were sold out in a second as soon as they were released.
The remaining 10,000 were digested internally, and all were taken away, and various related households took turns to appear.
It can be said that "Young Summer Performance Night" has already created an amazing achievement before it even started recording.
This is the concert with the highest attendance at the Bird's Nest in history.
You know, if a singer does not have enough popularity and strength, he will not dare to hold a concert in the Bird's Nest easily.
Only with super popularity and super appeal can you conquer the Bird's Nest audience.
Because holding a concert at the Bird's Nest must first ensure attendance.
Otherwise, the bird's nest will become empty, which will not only be embarrassing, but also result in loss of money.
For example, Huang Guolun, a certain Taiwanese musician, finally managed to hold the Bird's Nest concert he had longed for through various efforts, canvassing, and even giving away tickets.
Unfortunately, the audience ended up chatting with less than a few hundred people.
Not to mention the income, the investment alone resulted in a loss of more than 10 million.
It is said that Huang Guolun even sold his house in Beijing to pay off the debt.
Many people laughed at him afterwards, and he himself also mocked himself as "Bird's Nest Lun".
Of course, Huang Guolun is not at a loss either!
As a musician, he has successfully realized his dream and his life has been worth it.
Because after 2008, the Bird's Nest has a new attraction, and it has become a "dream destination" pursued by top Chinese singers.
But more than ten years have passed, and there are very few singers who can really hold a solo concert in the Bird's Nest.
Even if you count on your fingers, you still can't make a pair of fists.
Huang Guolun can be one of them. Even if it is a failure, it can be regarded as a glorious defeat.
Besides, what the entertainment industry pays attention to is gimmicks and explosive points.
Huang Guolun is a short, ugly and fat man. If he hadn't been shouting about his failures every day and shouting that he was the singer who suffered a huge loss at the Bird's Nest concert, he wouldn't have been invited to so many shows.
With the current level of generosity in domestic entertainment, participating in four or five music variety shows a year will repay the money and still make money.
Not to mention the damn fat guy Huang Guolun.
Fanxing Media took the risk of choosing the Bird's Nest as the main venue for the performance night, which was a gamble they made right.
The fans' love for the hosts was vividly reflected in that second.
And in order to repay this love~
For this Bird's Nest concert, CCTV used more than 90 ultra-clear cameras and 164 microphones.
During the rehearsal, the on-site shooting effect was extremely shocking.
Coupled with Zhang Lin's talent that astonished the entire Chinese music scene!
Everyone in the program team believes that this concert will be a success.
As for being remembered in history, I don't dare to dream about it.
After all, with the singing skills of the CCTV host group, it is difficult for you to classify them into the ranks of epic performances.
The high-definition shooting drone circled outside the Bird's Nest, then changed direction and returned to the sky above the Bird's Nest Stadium.
It was getting dark now~
The Bird's Nest with all lights turned on, at this moment the golden and red lights intertwined throughout the stadium, like a shining golden crown, it was so stunning and beautiful!
The drone lens zoomed in and focused on the surrounding audience.
I saw that the concert venue was already packed with people.
People came from all directions, forming a surging crowd.
They waved glow sticks in their hands, with smiles of anticipation and excitement on their faces.
There were young people, middle-aged people, and even some old people in the crowd. They were all attracted by this concert.
After this scene was broadcast on the CCTV warm-up program that was live broadcast at this time, the envious comments on the barrage never stopped.
After ten minutes of this, deafening music finally sounded.
The live broadcast warm-up program also came to an end at this time, and all netizens who watched the live broadcast rushed to the homepage express trains of CCTV and Xiaopo Station.
"Fanfan, here I come"
"I'm coming"
"..."
Amidst the countless fan comments, as the music played, the lights on the stage lit up instantly, illuminating the entire night sky.
Only then did the audience realize that hundreds of boys and girls wearing white T-shirts were already standing on the stage.
They lined up in two rows on the left and right, jumping and full of energy.
On the background screen of the stage, past exciting videos of "Young Summer" were also played, with laughter and tears.
Looking at Zhang Lin, Wang Bingbing, Sa Baoning, and Kang Hui in the picture, there was thunderous applause.
While the audience was curious, a line of subtitles appeared——
【"Tomorrow will be better"
Lyricist: Zhang Lin
Composer: Zhang Lin
Arranger: Zhang Lin
Singing: All hosts of "Young Summer"]
Boom~~
It was discovered that it was a song I had never heard before, and the audience suddenly burst into thunderous applause.
"Knock gently to wake up the sleeping soul, slowly open your eyes, and see if the busy world is still spinning lonely."
On the big screen, Kang Hui stood in the recording studio, holding earmuffs in his hands and singing softly.
His voice was gentle and captured everyone's hearts instantly.
This kind of opening remarks is also very natural and friendly.
There is no feeling of imposition, and people can quickly relate to it.
The screen switched to Zhang Lin.
He stared at the camera and sang affectionately: "The spring breeze is incomprehensible and blows the young man's heart. Let the tears on yesterday's face dry with the memory."
(End of chapter)
