Turn the Spring Festival Gala with a magic show at the beginning

You have already talked about this, it is "Shen Nong's Materia Medica" again, and it has a history of more than 4000 years, a group of bluffing people!

If I don't like tea, it's the same as I don't love the country.

So can I not love?

Dare not to love? !

Seeing that the other party was playing tricks, Chu Feng smiled, picked up the teapot on the table, and said:

"Ah, sir, your tea has been soaked until it loses its color. Let me change a new pot of tea for you."

The uncle glanced at the emerald green tea, and his face was full of speechlessness.

This first-class Longjing brewed just after stepping on a horse, has not even taken a sip, so why is it colorless?

Isn't this referring to a deer as a horse?

"What the hell is this kid doing?!"

The assistant director, Sun Ke, was so frightened that he was sweating profusely.

Because Chu Feng's first words since he took the stage have completely deviated from the script.

This is the first time since the Spring Festival Gala in 1983 that the actors are completely out of control and can play freely!

But the chief director was not panicked.

first.

Because of the delay in the live broadcast, even if Chu Feng's show was over.

As long as the chief director is not satisfied, he can still cut all the shots of Chu Feng, and there is no time left.

Second come.

It's because Chu Feng's novel program is indeed very interesting!

on site.

The uncle leaned on the chair, with an expression of "seeing through everything long ago", and a smile on the corner of his mouth, obviously telling Chu Feng: Don't let me be your trustee, boy!

After quickly cleaning the teapot, Chu Feng put the handful of fresh tea leaves in his hand into the teapot.

"Wow~~~"

Amidst the exclamation of countless people, Chu Feng held the pot in his right hand and condensed the flames in his left hand.

After shaking it a few times, the overflowing tea fragrance began to waft away.

At the same time, Chu Feng began to talk nonsense seriously:

"The best tea is freshly stir-fried tea with a hint of heat. If you use mountain spring water and slowly stew it into tea soup, the taste will be absolutely amazing!"

While talking.

Tea stir-frying is over.

Chu Feng hung his left hand over the mouth of the teapot, and a clear water column fell into the teapot amidst the exclamation of countless audiences.

Lid the pot, cover it.

The flames rose again.

Soon.

The sound of boiling water came to everyone's ears along the microphone next to Chu Feng's mouth.

"Crash~"

There was thunderous applause at the scene.

Even the chief director behind the screen couldn't help applauding:

"Wonderful! Really wonderful! It is so wonderful to be able to perfectly combine the artistic conception of traditional culture, the beauty of the picture, and the mystery of magic!!!"

Compared with Chu Feng's program.

The other staff around felt that the chief director's reaction shocked them even more.

To know.

Even when Mrs. Guo and Mrs. Yu came on stage, the chief director was unsmiling and stared at the screen with a serious face.

It wasn't until the end of the two teachers' program that the chief director's expression softened a little.

Other big names came on stage, as did the chief director.

scold.

That's being polite.

boast.

Totally impossible.

No matter how good the performance is, in the eyes of the chief director, it can only be regarded as mediocre, and it is just a normal performance, so there is nothing to praise.

And Chu Feng's program actually won such a high evaluation from the chief director!

Everyone was shocked.

But there is one thing to say, Chu Feng's program is indeed wonderful!

on site.

Seeing the rising popularity of Cengceng, Chu Feng couldn't help showing a smile.

Chu Feng, who was in a good mood, personally poured a cup of tea for the uncle, and said politely:

"Master, please have some tea."

Such a small cup, if you blow on it casually, the tea will cool down.

In front of the camera, the uncle drank it all in one gulp, then showed an unfinished expression, and stretched out his thumb to praise:

“Good tea!”

But when Chu Feng left, the camera moved away.