Chapter 377: Think carefully, this world is not a place to live forever
The three girls are not without objection to Du Caige's choice.
"Actually, I think Luo Guanghui sings better than Wang Qian." Du Yanqi said.
Duan Xiaochen told her: "But when the score was reported before, the audience gave Wang Qian a higher score than Luo Guanghui. It shows that Wang Qian has more audience relationship."
Xu Qingya's focus was different. "What I'm thinking about now is, how will the next program be arranged? The loser group has only two matches and four songs. At most one extra game, six songs. The winner group also has only three matches and six songs. "
"In other words, the next episode will only have a maximum of 12 songs, and a minimum of 10 songs. No matter how much the host talks nonsense, it will be over in one and a half hours. How can it be possible to maintain two and a half hours of program time? Woolen cloth?"
"People are good at talking, why do you talk nonsense." Du Yanqi complained.
"Because it's really a lot of nonsense, it didn't get to the point."
"I'm not arguing with you. Anyway, I think she's very talkative."
Duan Xiaochen smiled and watched them muddle a few words. After a while, he said, "I happen to know the program team's arrangement."
The two girls looked at her immediately.
Duan Xiaochen didn't sell off: "First of all, we have to decide on the 14th issue, the order of appearances in the championship night, the selection of songs to be sung, and so on. This process can take about 20-30 minutes."
Xu Qingya nodded: "Well, what else?"
"And there is the live broadcast of the tidbits. Show some scenes of each team's struggle so far. Then the host will say some tears, you know."
"Oh, nothing new."
"But the audience is likely to buy it. Then in the end, the audience will vote for the most popular mentor."
Du Ruoqi interjected and asked, "What about the championship night, how will it be arranged? Is it the same as the previous issue?"
"As far as I know, it's almost the same," Duan Xiaochen said slowly while recalling, "Uh, first, each contestant sings a chorus with his own tutor, and then each contestant can choose a tutor from another group to challenge. This is the 12 songs. According to the performance of the two links, the ranking is listed."
"When counting the scores, the tutor sings, and this is usually a new song."
"That's 16 songs. Next, according to the ranking, the first and fourth places will play once, and the second and third places will play once. This is 20 songs."
"And then there's another showdown between the winners, 22 songs. Then there's a song by the most popular mentor selected at the end of the last issue. That's almost two and a half hours."
"Is the 15th episode still a peak concert?" Du Yanqi asked again.
"Well, this shouldn't change, it's similar to the last issue. Oh, it seems that there will be an extra link."
"What's the extra part?"
"On the same stage as the top 4 players in the previous session."
"Wow! I like Mei Yusen very much! And Lin Suqiu!" Du Yanqi exclaimed.
"Emmm, I prefer Feng Luoyan." Xu Qingya said.
Regardless of whether their attention is on the show or not, the show is going according to the flow.
Soon, all the results of the confrontation between the Jiayong Yixi group and the Cai Ming group came out.
Unsurprisingly, they each got two wins and a draw.
An extra game is required.
Du Yanqi has been yawning for days.
"Go to sleep, don't stay up." Duan Xiaochen said.
"No, I want to finish it!" Du Yanqi struggled to say.
"Then lean on me for a while." Duan Xiaochen is like a gentle big sister.
Du Yanqi leaned on Duan Xiaochen's shoulder obediently.
She is about the same height as Duan Xiaochen, and she is just right to lean on.
Smelling the good fragrance on Duan Xiaochen's body, she quickly fell asleep in a daze.
Xu Qingya took a blanket from the side and gently covered her.
Duan Xiaochen smiled, and gently turned the volume of the TV to the minimum with the remote control.
"What's wrong?" Xu Qingya asked.
"Actually, this blanket belongs to Lao Du,
At this time, it is also appropriate to give it to his sister. "
"Ah, uncle slept with you? You still left the spoils." Xu Qingya was very surprised.
Duan Xiaochen didn't want to lie to her.
"That's not true, he lent it to me once."
Xu Qingya stuck out her tongue: "I thought you guys already..."
"What has it been?" Duan Xiaochen teased her deliberately.
"It's been done."
"Did what?"
Xu Qingya tilted her head: "How do I know, only you yourself know what you have done."
Duan Xiaochen smiled, the little girl still had a tender face.
"I won't show mercy to you."
A question mark was written on Xu Qingya's forehead: "Huh?"
"You know."
After a moment of silence, Xu Qingya said, "You adults are really troublesome."
"You're not an adult?"
"I'm sorry, I'm not yet 20 years old, and I'm still a young girl!"
Duan Xiaochen was silent for a while, then suddenly shook his head and sighed: "Man, whether it's 18 years old or 80 years old, there is no resistance to teenage girls."
"Sister Xiaochen, don't be so sentimental, okay? Everyone grows up and grows old," Xu Qingya said with a smile, "How long will Mingmei Xianyan last?"
Duan Xiaochen laughed and said, "You have such a feeling at such a young age."
"Sister Xiaochen, you are also very young. And although I am young, there are poems in various literary works that lament the shortness of life and the fleeting beauty of life. Although I can't empathize with it, I can still understand a little bit."
"What's your favorite sentence?"
Xu Qingya thought for a while: "I used to like the part in the garden in the Peony Pavilion the most. It turns out that the flowers are blooming all over the place. Sister Xiaochen, do you know?"
"I've seen it, but I don't remember much," Duan Xiaochen shook his head, "What about now?"
"Now, now I like what Uncle wrote the most." Xu Qingya smiled.
"Oh, what did he write again?" Duan Xiaochen found himself uncontrollably overflowing with jealousy.
"When we were filming, didn't we make props? We made a small stainless steel jug for Lin He, because after he broke up with Wen Xinran, he would sometimes take two sips. The stainless steel jug needs to be engraved."
"Well, I have an impression, what are the words engraved on it?"
"Lin He's jug is engraved with the words 'One cup for freedom, one cup for death'."
"Yes, I remembered it. It was mentioned in a film review. It is very interesting to say this sentence. This small detail makes a deep impression."
"Yes," Xu Qingya said with a smile, "Actually, the props in the movie are very thoughtful. The uncle said that there must be some audiences who are detail-controllers. When the detail-controllers discover these details themselves, the force of the movie will be judged. Raised."
Duan Xiaochen chuckled and said, "So is this sentence you like the most right now, 'One cup to freedom, one cup to death'?"
"No, the uncle ordered a small jug for himself. He said that he would occasionally drink two sips. The words engraved on his jug are 'Fifty years in the world, compared to Huatian, it is like a dream It's easy."
"Fifty years in the world, compared to Huatian, is like a dream..." Duan Xiaochen read it twice, feeling a little crazy for a while.
"Very flavorful, right?"
"Who wrote this?"
"Uncle wrote it. His original."
"Ah? No wonder I haven't heard of it."
"He said he was inspired by the history of Sakurajima."
"Is that the only sentence?"
"More than that, I asked him the full text." Xu Qingya said.
"What is the full text?"
Xu Qingya cleared her throat, glanced at Du Yanqi who was sleeping, and whispered, "Think carefully, this world is not a place to live forever."
"The speed and subtlety of floating life are better than the white dew in the grass and the lonely moon in the water."
"The person who chants flowers in the Golden Valley Garden is lured by the wind of impermanence, and the dream of glory and splendor rests early."
"The generation of the bright moon in the south tower is covered by the cloud of existence, and they die before the bright moon."
"Fifty years in the world, compared to Huatian, is like a dream."
"How can someone who once enjoyed this floating life live forever?"
"If you don't want to know this seed of Bodhi, how can birth and death be driven by the mind?"
Duan Xiaochen seemed to be shocked.
After reading this poem, Xu Qingya didn't want to speak, and was immersed in the subtle emotions.
After a long while, Duan Xiaochen said with a beautiful sigh like an aria: "Although I don't understand a lot of them, it feels so beautiful, but also melancholy."
"Yeah. It's very well written. After the uncle read it to me, he said: So, life is too short to burn as much as you like," Xu Qingya pouted, and there was a little playfulness in her jewel-like eyes, "but he I'm lazy when I can be lazy, big slacker."
Duan Xiaochen's long eyelashes trembled: "Indeed, he always wants to be lazy. But when it's time to do business, he works harder than anyone else."
Xu Qingya quietly twisted the topic: "For someone like Uncle, maybe love and family are just a decoration for him. In a splendid and burning life, there is not so much leisure to take care of love and love. What about family?"
Duan Xiaochen glanced at her meaningfully, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and the pair of small dimples were extremely cute: "Yes, so you think so."
"Yeah, I think uncle is such a person." Xu Qingya smiled sweetly, just like her age, so sweet.
At this time, she didn't have the kind of inhumane atmosphere that Du Caige had seen before.
And it seems that you are on the way home, turning a street corner, and inadvertently glanced at the girl next door sitting quietly in the garden reading, she has elements that satisfy all your beautiful fantasies.
She is so beautiful that Duan Xiaochen is a little jealous, but you can imagine how beautiful she is.
"Then do you want to be the embellishment of his life?" Duan Xiaochen asked suddenly.
Xu Qingya was stunned, and quickly replied with a smile: "I'm not his love or family."
"What if?" Although Duan Qi was blocked, Duan Xiaochen couldn't lean over, but he still asked in a low voice, "If you fall in love with Lao Du, he also likes you, are you willing to be just an embellishment?"
A little blush appeared on Xu Qingya's shatterable skin. She didn't answer directly, but sang softly: "It turns out that the purple and red blossoms are all over, like this, they are all paid to broken wells and ruins."
Like a fairy sound lingering around, it tactfully returned.
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