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Chapter 1752

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"Wow … This dance is amazing. How can a human do this? Won't they fall?" Feng Yu's mother exclaimed.

'Flying Apsaras' was indeed an amazing dance. It looks so beautiful that people think the Seven Fairies have descended to earth.

Li Na looked at Feng Yu and asked. "Do you know why?"

"Hurry up and tell us what is going on." Feng Yu's father also kept urging Feng Yu.

"Look at them. Did you notice that one of their feet had never left the stage, and the stage was raised from below?"

Feng Xingtai and the rest are confused. What does this mean?

"I guess one of their feet is fixed to the stage with something special. This dance is indeed difficult, but it is not at the level of a god. "

Fixed?

Feng Xingtai and the rest thought about it, and it seems to be the case. If one of their feet is fixed to the stage, then all the movements can be explained. She was wearing an ancient dress, which was just enough to cover her feet that were pinned down.

This way, the dance is not that amazing anymore.

"See? I didn't want to tell you, but you forced me to tell you. Are you regretting it now?"

It was like a magic trick. After it was exposed, it would lose a lot of fun, and there would be no meaning in watching it again.

Of course, this is not what Feng Yu guessed. It's what netizens in his previous life had guessed, and it was later confirmed.

After dinner, everyone went to bed. Li Zhixing is still energetic, but Feng Yu's two kids are sleeping.

After Feng Yu and the rest went to bed, many young people who are keeping vigil at night started to be active on the internet.

They saw the Weibo posts reposted by many people, and the hottest topic is about the Spring Festival Gala Night. But why are there some strange topics?

"Did you see that? Feng Yu is complaining about the Spring Festival Gala Night. He said there are a lot of performances that urge people to set off firecrackers."

"Pfft ~ Urge people to set off firecrackers! I really went to set off firecrackers during those performances. I bought fewer firecrackers this year! "

"Hahaha, in fact, it's not just shooting firecrackers. It can also go pee. What is this called? This is called making people pee!"

"The one above is a classic. There are indeed a few programs that are good at urinating. But it's just as well. If it's all exciting programs, I won't even have time to go to the toilet. I drank a lot of beer during dinner! "

After the Spring Festival Gala ended, there were already a lot of people who were willing to give their comments on the Spring Festival Gala. Those from the Spring Festival Gala production team also paid close attention to these comments.

He wanted to see if his work was satisfactory to the masses. He wanted to hear the praises from others. It was a great sense of achievement.

Little Wang was a member of the organizing committee for the Spring Festival Gala. She was in charge of calculating the viewership ratings, good reviews online, and so on. This year's Spring Festival Gala was not only broadcasted live on TV, but it was also broadcasted live online. Many people who did not have a TV could also watch the Spring Festival Gala online.

Little Wang felt that there would definitely be a lot of good reviews this year. He felt that there were quite a number of language programs this year, and the dances were quite unique. They had also invited a few popular singers, so what was there to be dissatisfied with?

However, when he clicked on the live webpage, he was stunned by the following rumors.

What the hell was urging people to shoot firecrackers? What was the meaning of urging people to pee?

And that person who said that the XX song was very good, but then turned around and said that there was just enough time for him to play a magic bullet. What was the meaning of that?

And that person who said that the song was taking too long and that after peeing, the song was still not finished!

What kind of people were these? Did these programs offend you? If you don't like it, then don't watch it. How can they speak like that?

He flipped through the comments one by one and realized that many of them were criticizing the program. Although there was not a single scolding word in the comments, it was clear that they were criticizing the program.

Of course, there were also quite a number of praises. This finally made Little Wang feel a little better.

When the leader on duty saw the feedback, he shook his head and did not say a word.

Little Wang said anxiously, "Station Head Zhao, shouldn't we let the Internet Surveillance Bureau handle this? We have to deal with these people seriously! "

Station Head Zhao patted Little Wang on the shoulder and said, "It's fine. You have to be humble and accept the opinions of the people, then improve yourself. You can't just take the praise but not the criticism."

Little Wang was dumbfounded. That shouldn't be the case. Station Head Zhao had a fiery temper and was also the person in charge of the Spring Festival Gala's production team. He actually tolerated criticism?

Little Wang wanted to say something, but an old employee gave him a look, and he quickly shut up.

After Station Head Zhao left, Little Wang went over to that old employee. "Brother Ma, what's going on?"

"Didn't you see it? This incident was started by Feng Yu. He was the one who said to urge people to shoot firecrackers."

"Feng Yu? The World's Richest Man, Feng Yu?! Why is he doing this? Didn't you mention that you had organized the Spring Festival Gala with him in the past? "

"Sigh … Who knows? Maybe he was just giving us a suggestion. Calm down. After all, most of the people are praising us. We just have to improve in the future. Don't forget that General Manager Feng is the biggest sponsor of the Spring Festival Gala. Do you think Station Head Zhao can go and reason with General Manager Feng? "

Feng Yu did not know that his Weibo post had caused a stir. If he knew … he would have written a better post!

"Zhixing, come over. This is my red packet for you." Feng Yu took out a red packet and passed it to Li Zhixing.

Li Zhixing looked at Feng Yu with disdain. World's Richest Man? How can he give such a small amount of red packet?!

"What's with that expression? Don't give it to me!"

It's not that Feng Yu does not want to give more red packets, but Feng Yu's sister did not allow him to. Li Zhixing loves to eat snacks now and spends money lavishly.

Feng Yu was also afraid that if he was not careful, his nephew might become a prodigal son. That would be a failure.

Li Zhixing quickly kept the money and went to visit other people. He also asked for red envelopes.

There are so many elders in the family, and he can get a lot of red packets. It's enough for him to buy snacks. Li Zhixing is not fat, and he wonders why his parents do not allow him to eat snacks.

Furthermore, even if he does not eat snacks, he can buy snacks for his female classmates. Feng Yu had heard that Uncle bought snacks for his Aunt when he was in school. Look at how close Uncle and Aunt are now.

"Uncle, can you give me another L-Pad?"

"Don't you already have one? What else do you want?"

"Don't worry about it. Give me your L-Pad, and you can go and buy a new one."

"Which female classmate are you giving it to? Your father had told me that you are in a puppy love relationship."

"Didn't you and Aunt also have puppy love in the past?!" Li Zhixing retorted.

"How can it be the same? I heard that you have already liked three female classmates. How old are you? "Li Zhixing could not become a prodigal, and he can't become a playboy!

Li Zhixing thought of an idea. "Uncle, I think my hair is too long, and I want to cut it."

Feng Yu turned around and stared at his nephew. As the saying goes, shaving one's head during the first month of the lunar calendar is the death of one's uncle. Although Feng Yu knows this is superstition, he still feels it is not auspicious.

This little bastard, looks like I need to teach him a good lesson today.

Feng Yu rolled up his sleeves, and Li Zhixing ran away shouting. "Auntie, come quickly. Uncle wants to hit me!"

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