Chapter 750

The magnificent scene made all the audience hold their breath for fear that the faint sound of breathing would disturb the Kun Peng swimming in the sky.

At the moment, there is only one idea in people's mind: this technology is too NB! It's like being on the spot!

Wang Yong hiding in the dark, is also a little distracted by the effect of the scene.

He did not expect that when the holographic projection was fully spread out, it would be such a beautiful scene. Even though the whole projection picture is animated CG, it still makes people feel the illusion of being in it.

It seems that Zhuangzi has really turned into a Kunpeng, carrying everyone's soul to roam in the magnificent world, seeing the prosperity and sadness of the world.

On the tree in the distance, a small sparrow looked up and saw the Kun Peng in the sky.

A summer cicada sucking tree juice also saw Kunpeng.

The sparrow and the cicada both laughed sarcastically: we two flew, and each time we met elms and sandalwood trees, we stopped. Sometimes the trees are too high to fly up and just fall on the ground to have a rest. Why do you have to fly 90000 miles to the South China Sea?

Kun Peng dropped his eyelids and looked at the sparrow and the cicada, but did not answer. But when the wings vibrate, a strong wind will blow sparrow and cicada. Kunpeng also flies away.

Vegetation changes and colors rotate.

In Kunpeng's flight, people heard the whistling of the wind, the waves of the sea, the voices of people and the sounds of animals.

People also saw a mushroom with light blue luster, trembling slightly in the night wind. When the sun comes out, the mushroom will wither and die quietly;

I saw another cicada, whistling in summer and dying in autumn. No chance to see the snow in winter;

I saw a tortoise named Linggui in the South Sea. If it moves its paw, it will be 500 years old. If it moves its paw again, it will be 500 years old. It regards five hundred years as a spring and five hundred years as an autumn;

I saw a huge tree growing between heaven and earth, called toon. The leaves of Ailanthus altissima will wither once every 8000 years, and will grow again after 8000 years;

I saw a real Gu she on the high mountain. His skin is as white as ice and snow, and his body is as soft as a jasper. He doesn't eat grains, he doesn't eat coarse cereals, he drinks sweet dew from the wind, he rides the clouds and flies the dragon, and he is free to travel all over the world;

See the sun, see the moon, see the wind and rain, lightning, see everything

"Alas." The audience, immersed in the dream, sighed at the same time.

I don't know whether it's regret or satisfaction.

Anyway, everyone's expression has become extremely sacred and solemn, everyone pursed his lips and fell into the illusion.

Even Wang Yong sighed: "most people have no self, God and man have no merit, and sages have no name. So that's the way

With Wang Yong sighing, the scene suddenly disappeared. The Kun Peng, which covers the sky, is fragmented and becomes streamers and dissipates in the dream.

Only two rays of light fell down, and when they were about to fall to the ground, they suddenly became the left and right wings of a butterfly.

At this time, the Guqin music of Zhuang Zhou Mengdie starts again, and the butterfly of Ning Yi appears again.

The difference is that this time Ning Yi has wings.

The two streamer wings appear on both sides of Ning Yi, and follow Ning Yi's movements, forming a dancing butterfly.

Chuang Sheng is fascinated by butterflies. After a big dream, Zhuang Sheng turned back to the butterfly.

There was a sense of loss on the faces of the audience, but more of it was a sense of relief.

They have seen the change of seasons, life and death, and the universe of time. That's enough, isn't it?

Just when the audience thought that the picture would end in Ning Yi's dance, they saw that Wang Yong, who should have been sleeping, suddenly grew up.

Wang Yong strolls here like a tourist lost in the Peach Blossom Land. There is joy, there is loss, there is excitement.

Finally, Wang Yong found the butterfly.

He looked at the butterfly and asked, "are you me or am I you?"

The butterfly did not answer.

Instead, he danced around Wang Yong twice. All of a sudden, the wings fluttered and the butterfly flew into the air.

The action is light and gorgeous. At the moment of landing, a thing happened that surprised all the audience.

Wang Yong's right hand outstretched, unexpectedly steady of will half empty rather easy to connect in the palm of the hand!

It's not projection, it's not hanging Weiya, it's not borrowing anything, it's holding Ning Yi with real power!

With one hand!

"My God, what do I see?" One of the front row audience exclaimed.

"Hold up a man with one arm! How did he do it? Is that Miss Wang? Are you sure it's not a stand in? "

"It must be Miss Wang! The clothes are as like as two peas! It's amazing! Let me think of a woman in Han Dynasty, Zhao Feiyan

"Yes! As I think, I also think of Zhao Feiyan! It turns out that the story of Zhao Feiyan is not a legend. People can really dance in the palm of their hands! "

Zhao Feiyan is the concubine of emperor chengdi of Han Dynasty. She is famous for her graceful dancing.

According to the ancient books, she "has a slender waist and is good at walking alone. If one holds a flower branch and trembles, no one else can learn.". Walking alone is Zhao Feiyan's original dance step. His hands vibrate like a flower, and his body moves gently like the wind. It is very beautiful.

Zhao Feiyan's most famous is her own palm dance. The dance is light, as if it can be placed in the palm.

However, whether this kind of dance is available or not, and whether human beings can do it or not, has always been a controversial mystery.

Huaxia acrobatic troupe once created "shoulder dance", one person standing on the shoulder of another person to do dance. But it's more thrilling than aesthetic.

It can be seen that the conditions for palm dance are very harsh, not only a man with amazing arm strength, but also a contemporary Zhao Feiyan.

"I can't believe that Mr. Wang and Ning Yi actually did it!" People in the directing group also hide their faces and exclaim, full of shock.

This dance was not originally in the rehearsal plan, and Wang Yong only mentioned it once. But because the success rate is relatively low and the time is short. So it was ruled out.

Did not expect the last moment, Wang Yong or made a venture.

Fortunately, they succeeded.

Ning Yi stands in the palm of Wang Yong's hand. Light as a bird, to show her soft body.

The most beautiful charm of Chinese classical dance is vividly interpreted by Ning Yi.

At first, the audience was attracted by Wang Yong's amazing arm strength. Later, they completely enjoyed Ning Yi's dance.

Wang Yong becomes a background board, only the arm that stands still, such as the branch between heaven and earth, does not move.

Brush!

Ning Yi suddenly stood on tiptoe and twisted his waist. His whole body was like a slow whirlwind, spinning slowly in Wang Yong's palm.

The wings of holographic projection also change with the movement of Ning Yi, such as thin cicada wings, like the flowing water, winding around Ning Yi.

From fingertips to shoulders, from shoulders to waist, from waist to sole. Ning Yi is like a soft ribbon. Every time it shakes gently, it will make the whole body tremble. Such as wings to fly butterfly, dream and beautiful.

I look forward to the beauty of my clothes.

For five minutes, Ning Yi stopped, then squatted down and shrunk into a ball. The light and shadow wings changed randomly and covered Ning Yi.

From a distance, Ning Yi is like a butterfly at the end of its life, wrapping its body with wings, waiting for death.

Wang Yong moved at this time.

He slowly took back his arm, as if he was looking at Ning Yi in his hand.

For a long time, Wang Yongcai gazed at the "Butterfly" and gave a confused sigh.

"Who am I?"

The light turns dark slowly, hiding Wang Yong and Ning Yi in the dark.

When the light comes on again, Ning Yi's figure is gone on the stage. There is only one Wang Yong who sleeps with his head on his back. It seems that he has just woken up.

"In the past, Zhuang Zhou's dream was Hu Die, which was vivid and vivid. It was a metaphor for his ambition, but he didn't know Zhou. If you suddenly feel it, you will feel it again. I don't know that Zhou's dream is Hu dieyu, and Hu dieyu's dream is Zhou Yu? "

Wang Yong read the passage slowly, then got up and walked back to the platform.

WOW!

The next moment, thunderous applause broke out in the recording scene.

Everyone looked excited at Wang Yong, and several young people stood up and yelled: "Miss Wang, I love you!"

Like a chain reaction, there is a second one. Finally, all the audience stood up and gave warm and sincere applause to Wang Yong on the stage.

Wang Yong gently smile, said: "thank you."

Then wave for applause.

However, people didn't stop. I'm afraid the only one who can express their feelings at the moment is the applause.

Clapping, clapping, clapping, clapping, clapping, clapping, clapping, clapping, clapping, clapping, clapping, clapping, clapping, clapping, clapping, clapping, clapping, clapping, clapping, clapping, clapping, clapping, clapping, clapping, clapping, clapping, clap.

The directors were clapping as well.

They can't help but applaud, because today's plan is superficially made by the program team, but in fact the main part is put forward by Wang Yong. Wang Yong gave the scheme a soul. What other members of the program group did was just sewing and mending.

"Thank you, Mr. Wang! He gave us the soul of the program The producer said with emotion.

He invested in the show. To be honest, he didn't expect to make money, just to make a reputation. I didn't expect that Wang Yong's arrival not only made the program a counter attack, but also made the program a soul program that infected people.

For him, this investment has made a lot of money!

"Thank you, Mr. Wang. He taught me how to make a program with my heart!" Feng Kui also said with emotion.

From today's program, Feng Kui learned a lot.

"Mr. Wang is a bull! I'd rather be a bull The camera elder brother didn't have so many words. He cried out cleanly.

Others echoed: "bull!"

"By the way, what about Ning Yi? Should we come out after changing clothes? " Suddenly someone asked.

"I don't know! Maybe it takes a long time for girls to change their clothes. They will come soon. Don't worry. " It was explained.

But the voice just fell, suddenly saw a female staff member panic ran over, hands still stained with blood.

"Director... Director! No The female staff did not dare to speak out, but the panic in their eyes could not be concealed.

"What's the matter? Don't panic Feng Kui grabbed the man by the arm and said.

"Ning Yi... Ning Yi... Her nose, ears and eyes are bleeding!"