The Counterattack System is Only Available In the Mahayana Period Chapter 219

  Chapter 219 Boring performance

   "Brother, I saw everyone rushing over to watch the New Year's performance. Is this performance so attractive?"

  Jiang Li noticed that many people in the royal city were walking towards the center of the royal city with their families and their families. With his spiritual sense, he found out that there was a New Year's performance in Duochi Kingdom, so he pulled a passerby and asked.

  Passers-by were not annoyed at being held back, but wanted to answer Jiang Li's question.

   "Looking at the spoken language and appearance of Xiongtai, isn't it native?" A passer-by said proudly, "Our New Year's performance in Duochi King's City is a must. No other city can compare to Wangcheng. Look at those people, they are all from other cities. They came here specially to watch the performance?"

   "My name is Qi Tongxin. Xiongtai is alone, why don't you go to see it with us?" Maybe Qi Tongxin has such a personality, or because of the Chinese New Year, Qi Tongxin is very enthusiastic and invites Jiang Li to go with his family.

   "Then go and have a look." Jiang Li nodded.

  Because there were too many people watching the performance, it was impossible to see the content of the performance clearly from a distance, so the government erected eight huge mirrors to synchronize with the performance on the stage, and used amplifying devices so that everyone could see and hear clearly.

   At this time, songs are being performed on the stage, neither popular folk songs, nor festive festival songs that fit the festive atmosphere, nor is it the latest work of any composer.

   "... Jiang Renhuang has been in power for five hundred years, who can compete..."

   "...the strongest in history..."

   "...model monk..."

   This is a song praising Jiang Li, some parts don't rhyme, it seems like it was rushed out.

  There was a lot of applause from the audience, which was very timely, as if it had been rehearsed.

   "Even during Chinese New Year, we can't forget Jiang Renhuang." Qi Tongxin explained embarrassingly.

  As soon as I finished boasting about my country's performance, I pulled my hips during the performance.

   Isn't it like this a few years ago?

   "Well said, as the people of Kyushu, the people of the Emperor, we must always remember the kindness of the Emperor to fight against the demons and save the common people!" The audience said, thinking that the performance on stage was very good.

  Jiang Li said nothing, and continued to watch the performance.

  The next part is the sketch, which talks about everyone responding to the call of the Hall of Human Emperors, striving to increase the coverage of monks, and strive to make more mortals become monks.

  The audience still applauded like thunder and laughed, as if they were applauding from the heart and being amused.

  Jiang Li didn't think this skit was funny, neither did Qi Tongxin's family.

  They feel out of place in this world, as if they are the only ones who find it not funny.

   "It's normal to have one or two mediocre performances once in a while." Qi Tongxin gritted his teeth, firmly believing that tonight's performance will be very good.

   "This statement is wrong. This sketch is definitely not of an ordinary level. You can see that the sketch has mentioned the requirements of the Human Emperor's Palace. It can be seen that the whole heart is towards the Human Emperor's Palace. This position is enough to make the sketch stand out."

   "Combined with those jokes that make people laugh out loud, it is no exaggeration to say that it is top-grade, top-grade!" It was the same audience who disagreed with Qi Tongxin's words and refuted his point of view.

   "This is top grade, are you kidding me?" Qi Tongxin doubted his ears.

   "The truth." The audience said firmly.

  Qi Tongxin shook his head, feeling that the other party was unreasonable.

   "Brother, what do you think of the skit?" The audience asked Jiang Li.

  Jiang Li didn't speak.

  Sketches after sketches are still sketches.

  This sketch is about responding to the call of the Human Emperor Palace. The husband is very good to the Lingbao that produces spiritual intelligence. The wife thinks that the Lingbao is an item, so there is no need to treat it so well.

  The mother suddenly realized that she finally understood that Lingbao's life is also her life, and she began to treat Lingbao kindly.

  The son said in a long voice, "Dad—Mom—it's Chinese New Year, let's make—dumplings—"

  Parents should agree: "Yes, Bao-Jiaozi-"

  In the emotional sublimation, the sketch ends.

  The audience continued to applaud like thunder.

  Jiang Li doesn't want to watch these performances anymore, it's a waste of time.

   Qi Tongxin no longer justified his arguments, but squatted on the ground, so embarrassed that he could dig out a house.

  Jiang Li found that those who applauded were always those people, and those who laughed were always those people.

   There are actually very few people applauding and laughing, but these people can always make movements like tens of thousands of people, which is easy to create illusions.

  Generally, these people are called nurses.

   "Brother, you have to believe me, the performances in previous years were not so embarrassing." Qi Tongxin said, but he didn't realize that the audience on the side looked at him like a corpse.

"I believe."

  Jiang Li really believed that he could tell that these performances were rushed out, and the clear theme was prioritized. If there was artistry, that would be the best, but if there was no artistry, it would be boring to watch.

   "The performance is not interesting, and the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year has been lost by half. The performances in other cities are better than those in Wangcheng." Qi Tongxin sighed, and wanted to take his wife and children home.

   "I think this year's performance is the best ever." The audience insisted on his point of view, "Not only did it promote the concept of Renhuangdian, but also responded to the call, so that education is entertaining, and people are also educated while watching, killing two birds with one stone."

   "The performances of other cities have no central idea, so what's the use other than making people laugh?"

   Qi Tongxin no longer wants to talk to this person.

  Educated during Chinese New Year, crazy.

   "Don't go home in a hurry, you are being watched by someone, maybe tomorrow's autopsy by the government will show that you were stabbed seven times in the back, which is a suicide."

   Qi Tongxin said angrily: "Brother Dao, even if I show you a boring show, you can't curse me like that."

   "I didn't curse you, you were indeed being targeted, and because you kept telling me that the performance was boring, you were missed." Jiang Li explained, "This matter happened because of me, so I naturally want to protect your family's safety."

  Jiang Li turned his head, and said to others: "You are right, Duochi King Lu Pin."

  The audience who insisted that tonight is a good show froze: "Brother, did you recognize the wrong person?"

  Jiang Li sneered: "It seems that you are very confident in the ability to cover up your breath, you think you can hide it from me?"

  Duochi Wang Lu Pin had no choice but to admit his identity: "Human Emperor Wisdom Eye, I am Lu Pin. But Lu Pin is not such a person, and he will never kill him."

   "Really, so the murderous aura I sensed just now is an illusion?"

  Lu Pin didn't answer.

   Qi Tongxin's family was stunned, unable to believe the content of the conversation between the two.

   Listening to the meaning of these two people, could it be said that one is the emperor and the other is the emperor, and the emperor wanted to kill himself because he said that the performance was boring?

  Even if it's New Year's Eve, you can't make this kind of joke.

  (end of this chapter)

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