"What is that?" the audience exclaimed.
Even the emperor and officials couldn't help but squint their eyes and take a closer look.
This thing looks like an upright wooden box...with words on it.
But it soon became clear to everyone. When all the 'boxes' were put together, they immediately realized what it was.
Movable type printing!
Aren’t these movable wooden types used for printing?
Each piece of wooden movable type is neatly pieced together to form an article by a sage.
Then the surrounding grand music sounded again, and the performers below with wooden movable type on their heads recited in unison and moved up and down according to the rhythm.
Sometimes it spreads in the center, and sometimes it surges like waves.
This kind of creativity obviously aroused the excitement of all the scholars present, and they discussed it fiercely.
Some people even started reciting loudly and passionately.
The sound waves rolled up, and the profound history and culture of Dajing directly covered the entire venue!
Emperor Jing's heart was beating wildly, his throat was rolling, and he murmured to himself: "Okay... Zhengyi, this is great, you should be the first to do it this time!"
Fang Zheng said: "Father, you are ridiculous. The talents below should make the first contribution. They are the hardest working ones. I think the court should reward them personally. I just provided some creative ideas."
Although the wooden movable type ritual performance is good, it is really a bit troublesome to say whether to say...
The programs he watched in his previous life were all powered by electric wooden movable type, but this was purely human-powered.
A large number of performers of similar heights are recruited from the private sector to practice squats every day to withstand such high-intensity performances.
On the first day of rehearsal, many people vomited.
Holding a wooden box on his head, he did squats crazily and recited articles...
Even the people who endured hardships in Dajing couldn't bear this level of difficulty at first.
If it were replaced by a small fresh meat in future generations, I am afraid that the wooden movable type box could be used directly as a coffin...
Now that the show is exploding, these people should certainly take the lead.
Emperor Jing nodded and said with emotion: "The imperial court should decree rewards. Zhengyi, you don't have to be as humble as before in front of me from now on."
"My son, I will definitely correct my shortcomings in the future."
The wooden movable type program ended, followed by Jin Yiwei's martial arts performance, women's dance, folk acrobatics, and finally the opening ceremony ended with "Heart Wall" arranged by Fang Zhengyi and performed by Master Wu himself.
Almost every performance can cause a roar in the audience.
For a full hour and a half, the senses were continuously bombarded by modern performances, leaving everyone feeling numb.
Although tired, there is still much to learn!
Especially Chen Hong, who felt so refreshed that he almost screamed.
earn! He will definitely make a profit this time!
He didn't ask for money from the Ministry of Finance, and he also arranged for the diplomatic missions from various countries. It was definitely a great achievement!
This kind of activity may go down in history in the future, and this time it really took advantage of Fang Zhengyi's light.
...
Fang Zheng and his entourage went to the envoy's seat and saw Father Solje there, lost in thought. He asked with a smile: "Father, how do you feel about these performances?"
Father Solje came back to his senses and breathed a sigh of relief: "This is the most beautiful, grandest, and most touching ceremony I have ever seen. I have to say that this kind of performance has surpassed words and imagination!"
Fang Zhengyi said in a low voice: "The opening ceremony has ended, and teams from various countries will enter the official competition later. Father, the casino outside is now betting on the odds. I will help all the missionaries in Feka to bet ten taels of silver each on our team. Jingsheng, take a good look."
Place your bet for us?
Father Solje was stunned: "It's not good to take your money for nothing, Lord Fang. I know there is a saying that no reward will be given without merit."
"Hey~, you have worked in our Taoyuan County for so long and done so many things. I should also give you some benefits. Labor is the most glorious! And we are friends. It happens that I also have a little money. , this is nothing.”
"Then...thank you, Mr. Fang." Father Solje said with some emotion, "By the way, when will our Dajing team come out?"
"Right now, don't rush."
Fang Zheng patted him and walked back to Emperor Jing.
"Now we invite the welcoming team from Eastern Suburb University and the participants from various countries to enter."
At this moment, the host who was waiting carefully saw the teams starting to come from outside the venue. He immediately picked up the manuscript given by Fang Zhengyi, and then said in a cadence using the primary school recitation method that Fang Zhengyi specializes in teaching:
"Look~~! Holding colorful flags in their hands and walking briskly, the eastern suburbs college students are walking toward us. The fluttering colorful flags show that college talents are full of youth and vitality! The colorful flags are fluttering in the wind, and college students are facing the sun and tomorrow. , be consistent, carry on the past and forge ahead, forge ahead!”
"Listen~~! The drums are beating, filled with the vitality of spring, and the gorgeous costumes set off the smiling faces of youth. The phalanx of Dongda Women's College is walking across the rostrum with beautiful figures and neat steps. They are eager to look beautiful. The dual possession of rich connotations. Showing the spirit of women who are not inferior to men, they are heading towards a new future and new glory!"
The officials looked at each other in confusion, feeling goosebumps rising all over their bodies.
Especially when I heard the host's weird accent...Are these all eunuchs?
A group of suspicious eyes were directed at Fang Zhengyi.
What's going on? You performed well just now, but you're starting to act awkward now, aren't you?
This smell is too strong, where did you learn this?
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Fang Zheng looked out and made the audience raise their chins.
It's not that he didn't ask a scholar to write the introduction for his appearance, but it was very clumsy and awkward and lacked passion.
In the end, it felt right to do it myself!
The cultural level of these foreigners is just that, and besides, there are also a group of ordinary people. It is best to introduce the information in vernacular, so that everyone can understand it.
Obviously this set of primary school sports meeting level introduction draft is effective.
When subsequent teams from various countries take the stage, each introduction will elicit loud cheers from the overseas missions.
All national athletes have finished walking, and people begin to appear in the venue to prepare for the competition.
Seeing that it was coming to an end, Fang Zheng said: "Your Majesty, the official competition will follow. If you still have something to deal with, you can go back to the palace directly. After all, this competition lasts for three days."
"Three days? Such a long time?"
Fang Zhengyi smiled bitterly: "Three days are already very short. Our Dajing culture still has many aspects that can be promoted. The main reason is that we are not familiar with the process rules for the first time and there are few participants. We will be ready later. Yes, if you fuck him for more than ten days at a time, then that’s normal.”
Emperor Jing said: "Does it actually take so long? Since I'm here, I'll just finish reading today before leaving."
Guo Tianyang's legs went limp and he almost cried.
He moved the fan from side to side, feeling hot and tired!
I'll probably be paralyzed by the time I get home at night...
How can Fang Zhengyi, this grandson, be able to trick our family in everything he does?
"Your Majesty, please enjoy it. I have some things to deal with, so I will take my leave first."
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