The host was stunned when he said this.

On stage?

How come we don’t know?

You must know that at a party, the host is responsible for controlling the rhythm, and anything that is uncontrollable may have adverse effects.

Therefore, the host is the person who knows the entire party best besides the director.

Just like on-site scheduling in a factory.

Why did I get here...I feel different.

Teacher An is also very courageous, so aren't you afraid of any accidents at the party? But now that the talk has reached this point, they can only go along with it.

Chen Mo grabbed the Monkey King's arm and said, "Teacher An, let's meet everyone!"

"Fuck!"

The host almost didn't spit out the curse words. He was doing somersaults for five minutes and the monkey who didn't stop was An Ran?

The audience was also dumbfounded.

The audience in front of the TV was also stunned...

No matter what, we can't combine An Ran with this kind of martial arts student.

In everyone's eyes, An Ran is a very literary type, although he has a bad temper, loves to quarrel with others, and even hits others.

But...it is really difficult to combine with the martial arts in the opera.

An Ran walked out and said, "Hello everyone, I am An Ran."

"Boom!"

Warm applause broke out.

"Damn it, it's really Teacher An!"

"Haha, what are you doing, Teacher An? Are you showing that you are in good health?"

"If you are not in good health, you can't fight six at a time!"

"He's like a loser. An Ran can do anything. He's got a handle on opera."

Chen Mo applauded along with everyone.

An Ran kept bowing.

Chen Mo said: "I want to thank Teacher An on behalf of the entire opera world, and I also want to thank Teacher An on behalf of opera. It was Teacher An who gave opera new possibilities..."

The host takes the lead and everyone follows suit.

An Ran waved her hands, and then said: "It's actually not as good as you think, but I think opera is the treasure of our Xiazhou, and we should inherit and carry it forward. Not everything left by our ancestors is good, but we can find a way

Make it better..."

"Okay!"

Someone below cheered.

The host quietly gestured to An Ran, meaning that the time was almost up, and then said: "Teacher An is the general director of our party. It is not suitable to stay on the stage for too long. To be honest, Teacher An is not at the helm.

As a host, I feel a little uneasy... Let’s let Teacher An go down first!”

What he is afraid of is that when someone below him gets interested, An Ran will sing a song!

Damn it, that’s it.

The rhythm of the entire party will be disrupted.

Fortunately, An Ran also knew about this problem, waved to everyone, and walked off the stage with Chen Mo and others.

The next program is cross talk chosen by An Ran.

An Ran returned to the backstage and went to the dressing room to remove her makeup before returning to the main control room.

All facial makeup is made of oil paint, which cannot be wiped off with paper towels.

After quickly removing her makeup, An Ran immediately picked up the phone.

"Hey, Lao Chen, are you ready?"

"Ready to start!"

"Very good...wait for my instructions!"

"Okay!"

After hanging up the phone, An Ran made another call, "Officer Liu, are you ready?"

"Ready!" Officer Liu sounded a little excited, "Thank you, Teacher An!"

"Hey, what's there to be thankful for?" An Ran said, "It's all what I should do!"

Officer Liu said: "Okay, I'll give Officer Li a surprise later!"

"Chen Han is ready, please pay attention... at any time, the film crew will go over to connect!"

"Okay!"

It seemed that both sides were ready, and An Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

This is his second secret program, so he must do it well.

An Ran returned to the main control room. At this time, most of the cross talk had been finished, and the scene was full of laughter. It seemed that the laughter was very good.

Jiang Yu saw him coming in, stood up and said: "Teacher An, here we come!"

An Ran nodded and said: "Chen Han and Officer Liu are ready."

Jiang Yu nodded, he was the only one who knew how much An Ran put into this program.

The cross talk is over, and next is a repertoire.

As a show about someone who was lucky enough to escape being slaughtered by An Ran, the young performers worked very hard.

This show was able to escape Enron's murderous hands because this guy behaved quite normally, and his clothes were not too unusual. Everything was within the scope of normal people.

After the show.

The host comes on stage.

"To be honest, I am very, very, very looking forward to this show!"

The female host smiled and said: "Like you, I am looking forward to it very much, because this is a program that Teacher An Ran has never revealed!"

"Well, Teacher An played something very mysterious this time. Even if this program is on our program list, it is only marked as a singing program!"

The male host said: "Although I can't imagine what Teacher An Ran will do with the singing program, I choose to believe in Teacher An Ran!"

The audience below applauded.

They are also curious.

It was very mysterious beforehand, and until the night of the party, these programs were blank on the program list.

And the first surprise just now, "Rap Face Mask", has brought enough surprises to everyone.

This second one is probably not bad either.

The other one is An Ran, who always does things unexpectedly. If there is no special reason, he will not be so mysterious.

After saying that, the host said: "Oh! I have received the notification from the director, this time it is a live connection..."

"Please look at the big screen!"

The big screen behind the stage jumped, and then everyone saw a picture looking down from the air.

All olive green, neatly arranged.

Hundreds of soldiers stood straight.

This is...

"This is in the military camp!"

"Ah? No wonder we need to connect live!"

"This guy is doing a show in the military camp?"

"I have a hunch that this is probably another song that will make me cry..."

The camera flashed across faces, young and even immature, but all with weathered skin and dark skin.

Compared with these people who are pampered in the city, they have a maturity that is not commensurate with their age.

Then came the neatly dressed military band, which played the prelude.

The passionate prelude is like the water of the Yellow River, majestic and reasonable.

All the soldiers sang softly together to the rhythm of the tuba.

"If you don't carry a gun, and I don't carry a gun, who will protect the home..."

This is...

Military songs?

The audience was all stunned.

No wonder An Ran made it so mysterious and even connected it live. It turned out to be a performance in a military camp, so couldn’t it be connected live?

Looking at those young and weathered faces, many people felt a little pain in their hearts!

They are watching the show and having a reunion.

But some people sacrificed their happy time for their peace and joy...

At this moment, everyone finally understood the last few words An Ran left in the pilot film.
Chapter completed!