On television.
On the screen.
Everyone was staring at the skit master, Ci Xiufang, who had changed from her previous image. They were surprised and pleasantly surprised. This was too fresh!
…
Main Control Room.
Zhang Ye quietly looked at the screen.
Aunt Mercy.
It's up to you now.
You must shock the crowd.
If Little Hu Die was said to increase the popularity of the topic and "Flying Apsaras" was said to increase the reputation of the audience, then "Dance If You" was said to increase the audience's happiness. This burden had to be loud!
…
The skit began.
Ci Xiufang sat there idly.
At this moment, a quarrelsome couple arrived.
The man: "Baby, baby, don't be angry!"
Woman: "Stop following me!"
The man: "Aiya, baby, I beg you, don't be angry!"
Woman: "Aiya, stop following me!"
Ci Xiufang: "Hey, hey, hey, let's go home!"
The man: "Hey, we're talking here. Are we bothering you?"
Ci Xiufang: "Of course I'm in the way."
Man: "Then I'll be in your way today! So what? Sigh, I'm just a hindrance to you! I'm in your way! I'm in your way! I'm in your way! Humph — "
The audience burst into laughter!
Ci Xiufang looked to the side. "Did you hear that, Miss?"
The woman walked over angrily. "You have such a heavy taste!"
Man: "I — Aiya! I didn't mean that! "
Audience:
"Hahahaha!"
"Hahahahaha!"
Then, a young man who was running came up.
Bending over, expanding his chest, working out.
Ci Xiu did not look sideways. She took out something in her hand and opened it with a tearing sound, making the sound of her pants being ripped open!
The young man was just about to cross and was stunned when he heard the voice. He was extremely embarrassed and quickly pulled his shirt down to cover his pants and ran away!
Ci Xiufang said with satisfaction, "Hmm, it's finally peaceful."
Applause rang out!
"Hahaha!"
"That's too mean!"
"Auntie Ci is so cunning!"
"I'm dying of laughter!"
"This is the rhythm of getting rid of one after another!"
"How wicked, hahahaha!"
At this moment, the famous skit actor Lian He appeared!
Lian He was not young anymore. He was very short and skinny, and he had his own unique characteristics. This was the first time Ci Xiufang and Lian He had acted together in a skit, so many people were paying special attention to it. They wondered if these two skit masters would be able to produce any sparks when they worked together for the first time!
Now, it was finally time to reveal it!
The highlight of the show was here!
The audience applauded!
…
On the stage.
Lian He walked over happily with a tape recorder in his hand.
Ci Xiufang glanced at him. "Hey, hey, hey, that kid!"
Lian He was stunned. "Are you calling me?"
Ci Xiufang took a closer look. "Wow, this child looks really old!"
Lian He: "Uh … I'm an adult."
Ci Xiufang sighed. "It's a disaster for adults! What are you doing here? "
Lian He twisted his body twice. "I'm practicing the national standard!"
Ci Xiufang: "National standard? You look like a mouse to me! "
…
On the other end of the stage, Little Hu Die was still spinning in circles, but she could no longer keep a straight face!
Children?
Mouse?
Hahahahaha!
No way, no way!
Don't laugh!
Endure it! Bear with it!
…
At this moment, Lian He turned on the music!
Ci Xiufang, who was in the wheelchair, lifted the blanket off her legs and turned off the music under Lian He's dumbfounded gaze. Then she leisurely walked back to her seat!
Lian He was stunned. "Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, you can stand up?"
Ci Xiufang sneered. "Who says I can't stand up?"
Lian He: "Then why are you in a wheelchair?"
Ci Xiufang: "I want to! I feel dizzy standing up! Ah, I feel dizzy. "
Lian He: "If you feel dizzy, you can go home."
Ci Xiufang: "It's too quiet."
Lian He: "If it's too quiet, go sit somewhere more lively!"
Ci Xiufang: "I find it annoying."
Lian He rolled his eyes. "Heh, you're even harder to serve than Empress Dowager Cixi!"
However, Ci Xiufang looked at him strangely. "Yo, you've even served Empress Dowager Cixi before?"
Lian He was dumbfounded. "Ah?"
The live audience was stunned, then burst out laughing!
…
At Zhang Ye's maternal grandma's house.
His maternal grandma was clutching her stomach. "Hahahaha!"
His maternal grandpa was also laughing uncontrollably!
His second sister was laughing as she slapped the sofa!
"Aiyo!"
"I'm dying of laughter!"
"Served Empress Dowager Cixi before? Hahahahaha! "
"Did he become a eunuch?"
…
On TV.
Lian He was getting anxious. "Hey, big sis, what's going on? I need to hurry up and practice here for ten minutes."
Ci Xiufang: "No."
Lian He: "Because I've already arranged to meet my dance partner here in ten minutes."
Ci Xiufang: "Yo, only you have a dance partner! Are you blind? "
Lian He: "Seven, seven old ladies have been chasing after me every day, insisting that they be my dance partners, but I'm not willing. All of them are as white as snow, just like princesses!"
Ci Xiufang: "Seven Snow Whites?"
Lian He: "Ah!"
Ci Xiufang looked at him. "With a dwarf? And it's even a fairy tale? "
…
At Old Wu's house.
Wu Mo was cramping up with laughter. "Pfft, hahahaha!"
Li Qinqin also covered her mouth and laughed. "Isn't this a story that Little Ye wrote?"
Even a serious person like Wu Changhe was amused!
Who came up with this skit script!
…
Onstage.
Lian He harrumphed. "Are you looking down on me? Look at what I'm doing down there! One clatter, two clatter, three clatter, four clatter. Hai, do you see that? This move, the Spinning Top Dance that's so popular in the community, was invented by me. My stage name is Little Spinning Top! "
Ci Xiufang: "No wonder I want to beat you up so much!"
Lian He: "…"
The audience: "Hahahaha!"
Ci Xiufang: "I say, Little Carrot."
Lian He: "What Little Carrot!"
Ci Xiufang: "Little Screw?"
Lian He: "What Little Screw? Little Tuo …"
Ci Xiufang: "I know! Little ostrich! "
Lian He said angrily, "Don't give me that. I'm going to practice here today, so what? Hai, I don't believe that I can't do it! " He was already singing and dancing at the same time. "You're my little, little apple, no matter how much I love you, it's never too much —"
Ci Xiufang sang a line to mess things up. "Forever singing the most dazzling ethnic style, the most beautiful pose in the whole sky."
Lian He's movements were also led astray.
Lian He ignored her and continued dancing and singing. "Your little red face warms my heart —"
Ci Xiufang continued to mess things up. "It's the most beautiful pose in the whole sky."
Lian He very naturally followed Ci Xiufang's song and danced over!
He did not believe it and sang loudly, "Spring has come again, the hillside is blooming with flowers —"
Ci Xiufang hummed, "It's the most beautiful pose in the whole sky."
The audience was rocking back and forth with laughter!
"Hahahaha!"
"Hahahahaha!"
Lian He was almost in tears. "I'm begging you, big sis, can you not mess things up?"
Ci Xiufang spread her hands. "Alright, alright."
Lian He cleared his throat and continued singing, "You're my little, little apple, no matter how much I love you, it's never too much. Your little red face warms my heart, it's the most beautiful pose in the whole sky — Ay, ay, ay!" He smacked his forehead and broke down. "It's over, it's over. I've been practicing this song for half a year, but you've kicked me into the river and I can't climb back up anymore!"
The audience burst into laughter!
There was thunderous applause below the stage!
"Hahahahaha!"
"Great!"
"Great!"
Cheers rang out everywhere!
… …
In the production control room.
The backpack sounded!
The audience laughed!
Zhang Ye heaved a sigh of relief at this moment. As this world did not have a HIGH song, this part of the skit was modified by him and not the original version.
… …
Onstage.
Lian He took out a rag doll. "Big sis, look, this is my grandson."
Ci Xiufang nodded. "He looks so much like you."
Lian He said, "It's my grandson who asked me to buy this rag doll for him!"
Then Ci Xiufang took the rag doll and began to dub it over.
This part was too funny. Many of the audience members laughed until they were in tears!
"This old lady's mouth sure is sarcastic! You're living alone, right? "
"Aren't you single too?"
"Eh, how did you know?"
"From my looks."
The audience laughed, "Hahahahaha!"
The backpacks came one after another!
Classic lines came one after another!
Finally, the plot reached a turning point!
The cell phone rang.
Lian He was very happy. "Haha! My dance partner is calling me! Hahahahaha, hello! Dance partner, where are you? Do you need me to pick you up? Ah? You're not coming? No, why aren't you coming? Then we've already agreed on this. Have you decided to be Old Zhang's dance partner? No, how can you say something that we've already agreed on … Oh, alright, it's fine. You don't have to consider me. Alright, I wish you two a successful collaboration! Alright. "
The call ended.
Lian He was depressed. "Why did the agreed thing change just like that?" He stretched out his hand and took off the wig, revealing a head of silver hair!
Ci Xiufang was surprised. "How old are you?"
Lian He laughed and said, "Me? I'm still young this year. I'm only 70. "
Ci Xiufang said, "You're already 70, so why are you still going through all this trouble?"
Lian He said, "Life lies in movement!"
Ci Xiufang shook her head. "Wrong! Life lies in stillness! Look at that tortoise. How many years has he been living there without moving? "
Lian He pointed at himself. "Don't look at the tortoise, look at me!"
Ci Xiufang glanced at him and turned her head. "I'd rather look at the tortoise!"
The audience laughed, "Hahahahaha!"
…
Online.
"This is so funny!"
"I'm laughing myself silly!"
"Hahahahaha!"
"Auntie Ci is too vicious!"
"Aiyo, why do I like her so much!"
"Lian He has been tricked so badly! Hahaha! "
…
At a newspaper firm.
Several reporters who were working overtime were laughing so hard that they didn't know what to make of it!
"Awesome!"
"That's fucking awesome!"
"What a wonderful old lady!"
"Auntie Ci's acting is too good!"
"It's the skit script that's good!"
"I'm dying of laughter!"
…
The old man was rejected time and time again.
Ci Xiufang stood up angrily and smashed her cell phone onto the stage!
The skit had finally reached its climax!
Lian He bent over and chased after the wreckage of the cell phone. "Hey, hey, hey, this looks like my cell phone."
The audience was grinning from ear to ear!
"Come here."
"Ah?"
"I'm telling you, Little Pineapple!"
"Little Top."
"I'm changing it from now on!"
"I've wanted to change it for a long time!"
"I'm telling you, Little Slipper!"
"What exactly am I called?"
"I'll call you whatever I want!"
"I'll listen to you!"
"Listen to me, Little Camel!"
"Aiya, my God! There are three of us now. Eh, Big Sis, why are you standing up? "
Ci Xiufang said coldly, "For someone like you who can't even stand up when standing up, what reason do I have to not stand up?"
The audience applauded!
"Great!"
"Well said!"
"Hahahaha!"
Ci Xiufang said, "From now on, I'll be your dance partner!"
Not long after, the music started, and the stage instantly changed. Dozens of dancers appeared behind Lian He and Ci Xiufang, and all of them started dancing!
"The Hottest Little Apple" blew up the entire venue!
The audience's applause engulfed the entire stage!
The entire world's Chinese population watching TV was also laughing like crazy!
…
On Weibo.
In the forums.
In the chat groups.
On WeChat Moments.
When the skit was broadcast, it blew up!
"Ahhh!"
"This is so awesome!"
"How did they write this script!"
"These lines are really heaven-defying!"
"Zhang Ye is godly! He's really godly! "
"Auntie Ci and Grandpa Lian have also performed so well!"
"I really can't believe that a skit of this level could appear on the Spring Festival Gala!"
"Me too, it's simply unbelievable!"
"I wasn't looking forward to it before watching it, but who could have thought that I'd be crying from laughing after watching it! Aiyo, I can't take it anymore, I have to go and laugh for a while more, hahahahaha! "
"What the hell is' The Hottest Little Apple '? Hahaha! "
"It's' The Hottest Ethnic Trend 'and' Little Apple '!"
"Zhang Ye has really gotten high from it!"
"Yeah, this fellow actually wrote a skit for plaza dancing!"
"Hahaha, is this fellow trying to vindicate plaza dancing?"
"The grandmaster of plaza dancing? No! Fuck! Sick! "
"This skit is really good!"
Thinking about the past Spring Festival Gala skits and the traditional routines, countless audience members could not help but sigh from the bottom of their hearts.
This is what a skit should be!
This is what a fucking skit should be!
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