Dashi Shenhao

Chapter 101 Traditional Program
Without considering the prerequisites for acquiring skills.

Broken boulders on the chest must be a godlike performance.

The person lay down on the ground.

Put a slate on the chest.

To be more particular, there should be a wooden board full of nails under the body.

Pick a strong man with a sledgehammer.

Shout a few times first, oh, oh, oh, let's go.

Down with a hammer.

bang.

The slab was split in two.

very showy.

If the person under the stone slab spits out two mouthfuls of old blood, he will definitely win the applause of the whole house, and maybe even screams.

The scoring data is absolutely perfect.

Just when Fan Ruxi was about to give up persuasion, Qin Shuai said hesitantly:
"How about... let me perform a show?"

Brush brush brush.

Four eyes cast.

Zhang Mengmeng's eyes were convinced, and her mental activity was - my little Yingzi is indeed versatile.

The other two hosts and Fan Ruxi doubted the authenticity of what Qin Shuai said.

After all, everyone depends on their appearance for a living. For a type like you who is at the peak of your appearance, it is understandable to perform singing and dancing.

But, isn't that repeated with other programs?

"What show are you going to perform?" Fan Ruxi asked.

"What do you think of the broken stone in your chest?" Qin Shuai replied solemnly.

"What the hell???" In one sentence, Fan Ruxi, who was born in the south, added the accent and accent of the three provinces.

"Smashing a big stone in the chest, think about it, it must be more interesting than performing Taekwondo kicking a wooden board, right." Qin Shuai explained seriously.

Zhang Mengmeng shook Qin Shuai's arm, and said in a low voice, "Stop making trouble, this is a serious show."

After speaking, I blushed,
There seems to be some ambiguity in the words.

Qin Shuai scratched his head, trying to find the unscrupulous elements in the performance of breaking the boulder on his chest in his mind.

hey~
Really let him find it.

The performers don't wear tops.

Yes, that must be it.

My own little wolf dog can't show others the toned body of his upper body.

He patted Zhang Mengmeng's head and said, "Don't worry, I'm performing in a shirt."

When the two of them were talking, Fan Ruxi was also searching for the types of previous shows in his mind.

To be honest, this kind of program that often appears in rural fairs or mobile performance teams entering the village is indeed quite rare.

This is because of the times.

After all, there are skyscrapers everywhere, all kinds of entertainment facilities and entertainment projects everywhere, and simply walking around the streets to perform this will not make you rich.

After thinking for a long time, Fan Ruxi seemed to be controlled by Donghuang's big move.

The brow sometimes furrows and sometimes stretches.

In the end, he bit it, as if he had made up his mind, and said, "Do you need any cooperation?"

"Cooperate?"

"Don't you need a hammer to break a big stone in your chest?"

"Let's find a special sports recruiter. This will trouble you." Qin Shuai thanked.

"Are you sure you're not playing with me?" Fan Ruxi was still a little worried.

"Don't worry, what kind of character do I have, I won't do that kind of dishonest thing."

Papa, Qin Shuai acted as if I was taking care of things and you were at ease.

"Do you want to rehearse?"

"No, I'll buy props during the day tomorrow, and we can just perform at night."

"That's fine."

After finishing speaking, Fan Ruxi left with apprehension, excitement and uncontrollable expectation.

After he left, Zhang Mengmeng immediately pulled Qin Shuai aside, and said anxiously: "Don't make trouble, this is not a joke, what should we do if something really happens."

"Don't worry, you forgot that I beat a group of people back then?" Qin Shuai took Zhang Mengmeng's hand, his eyes gleamed bingblingly.

When Zhang Mengmeng thought about it, it seemed that the man he had his eyes on was really talented.

In order to relieve Zhang Mengmeng's nervousness, Qin Shuai whispered to her: "Don't worry, I'm not such a flamboyant person. I performed in high school."

I didn't mention the specific project, but I still have to check it with the system after I go back.

You can't just perform a broken boulder in the chest and it's over.

That would be too fast.

Emotions have to be guided little by little, from low to high, and you have to give the audience a reaction time.

It is not impossible to be surprised to go crazy all of a sudden.

For example, there was a sudden earthquake, a fire, or something like that, but that was not a performance, it was a natural or man-made disaster.

On-site rehearsal, there is no host to do anything.

After staying for a while, Qin Shuai and Zhang Mengmeng left the auditorium and headed home.

On the way, Zhang Mengmeng's stomach growled.

In a quiet environment, the sound is quite clear.

Qin Shuai looked at her tenderly and said, "Are you hungry?"

"En." Zhang Mengmeng nodded.

"Go home and I'll cook something delicious for you."

The two of them returned home. Qin Shuai immediately made a pot of rice, then took out a white onion and a piece of beef from the refrigerator.

Slice the onion into strips.

The beef was cut into thin slices.

Take the pot, fry the onions, put some mirin and steamed fish soy sauce, and add two small bowls of water.

After boiling, he saw that the color was not good enough, so he added a few drops of dark soy sauce to color it.

Stir with a spatula and put the cut beef slices in.

Cover and start cooking.

Two or three minutes later, he added some water starch to the pot, boiled it, and the soup thickened, and then covered the pot again and kept it suffocated.

As for the side dishes, he couldn't think of any tricks.

It's nothing more than broccoli and cabbage flowers with carrot seaweed or something.

But Zhang Mengmeng doesn't like blanched carrots or cabbage flowers very much.

So it saved Qin Shuai a lot of work.

Hot dishes.

The vegetables are blanched, but the rice still has 5 minutes to go.

Because it is eaten when it is cooked, it is not boring, so Qin Shuai deliberately put less water.

Of course, when you are not in a hurry, stuffing for a while will make the taste better.

Taking advantage of 5 minutes, Qin Shuai took out another bag of pickles and a jar of pickled cucumbers from the refrigerator.

Hit the side dishes in small plates and the rice is just cooked.

Gyudon rice is actually a rice bowl...

Because of the strange name and the money spent in the neon country, the price will be much higher than the black pepper beef rice bowl, kung pao chicken rice bowl and the like.

Qin Shuai found two big shots, filled the rice, and then poured the cooked beef, soup and vegetables on top.

Put the broccoli in another shape, sprinkle with seaweed and sesame seeds.

live together...

serve...

Zhang Mengmeng and Qin Shuai, two artists were holding a big bowl, chatting while eating.

The topic is related to the performance.

But content is a prop that needs to be prepared.

Taking advantage of the cooking time, Qin Shuai determined the type of performance in the system - a large collection of Chinese Qigong performances.

The name of the show was entered by himself.

It was also determined after repeated consideration.

Sure enough, nothing can be detached from the big gathering.

After inputting and confirming, a lot of magical skills will be displayed for him at once.

Pick two more common ones, for example——

Swallowing charcoal raw, and stepping on a knife with bare feet.

Hmm, that's pretty cool...

(End of this chapter)