Chapter 374 The Heart of the Motherland of Moscow

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A female host who appeared on the stage introduced the next show with a smile on her face... Jiang Chenxuan walked onto the stage amid the cheers of the audience, waving her arms with a smile on her face and the audience off the stage.

When Jiang Chenxuan was well prepared, a burst of dynamic electronic music sounded... Jiang Chenxuan sang a title song in Chinese from her latest album, and she rushed forward happily. To say it is a panacea song, it can be sung regardless of the occasion.

Jiang Chenxuan sang in Chinese, and the audience off the stage naturally couldn't understand what she sang... But fortunately, the type of music was quite authentic and very cheerful. With the dynamic rhythm, the song still attracted the unanimous agreement of the audience. Applause accordingly.

With the help of a group of Russian dancers, Jiang Chenxuan has mastered the atmosphere on the stage... This time, before coming to Russia, the stage designer of Asian music has already helped Jiang Chenxuan to design the performance style and interaction issues.

It can also be said that Jiang Chenxuan made a lot of preparations for this performance.

After many exercises in the choreography, Jiang Chenxuan basically fits the dance team perfectly. It can be said that both the stage and the atmosphere of the audience were mobilized by her.

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Zhang Yu and his party watched the performance in the lounge, and at the same time kept chatting and discussing each other...

Wu Jundao: "Actually, this Jiang Chenxuan is still full of atmosphere!"

Wang Mingqi nodded and said, "Yes! It's really a bit of a stage style!"

Zhong Jialan looked at Jiang Chenxuan, who was dancing happily on the screen, but instead showed an expression that was not cut.

Lou Lizhen said, "Jia Lan! Compared with yours, Jiang Chenxuan's song is not at the same level."

Zhong Jialan smiled and said, "Of course! How can I have her taste?"

Wu Jun heard the conversation between the two, showing a curious expression, looked at Zhang Yu, and whispered: "Zhang Yu! I remember that Miss Zhong also used your work, right?"

Zhang Yu nodded... Wu Jun asked, "What song did you write for her?"

"Don't you know in a while!" Zhang Yu smiled.

"You are quite mysterious!" Wu Jun laughed.

Zhang Yu smiled smugly when he heard the words, but said nothing.

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At this time, Jiang Chenxuan had already completed the entire song in a row... Amid the cheers of the audience, she waved her hand and walked off the stage with a smile on her face.

Jiang Chenxuan felt that her performance was perfect this time, and she basically achieved the best stage effect she wanted.

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The next show is a boy-girl group from Belarus!

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Jiang Chenxuan returned to the rest hall, and her team's escorts immediately surrounded her and put a coat on her.

Jiang Chenxuan said to her agent, "Sister Xu, how is my performance?"

The agent, Sister Xu, smiled and said, "That's great! Chen Xuan! Really, I watched it on TV just now, and the effect was unbelievable."

"Really!" Jiang Chenxuan showed a smile, and then said again: "How is it! Just now I thought Zhong Jialan was stupid."

"That's for sure!" Sister Xu smiled and said, "She doesn't even know how to act now!"

Hehehehe! Jiang Chenxuan was very happy to hear this smile, and turned to look at Zhong Jialan again. Seeing that she was chatting with Zhang Yu next to her, she seemed to be in a good mood.

Jiang Chenxuan turned her head and said strangely, "Sister Xu! I didn't see anything special about Zhong Jialan. Are you sure you saw her in a bad mood just now?"

Sister Xu said: "Don't worry! She must be pretending to be calm. If it doesn't work, she's already restless!"

Jiang Chenxuan nodded with satisfaction,

I am already in a good mood. As long as Zhong Jialan can behave abnormally for a while, then today will be my most memorable day.

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The concert continues... After the boy and girl group left, the Belarusian choir came on again. As a hard-core ally of Russia, the Belarusian performance team was warmly welcomed by the audience off the stage.

The Belarusian chorus sang a classic military song from the former Soviet Union, a great journey... Originally, this song was selected by the General Political Choir. After all the exercises were completed, it was finally knocked out, but it was picked up by the Belarusians. I stole the song.

Wu Jun and several others were also very depressed about this. If Zhang Yu hadn't finally made a fuss and wrote a terrific song, he might have had a headache recently.

The Belarusian Choir is a choir of more than 50 people... Although there are not as many people as the Chinese and Russian choirs, they sing well.

With the end of the Belarusian Choir... The Russian National Merit Choir has begun to prepare to debut. As the home team of this performance, they were selected by the organizing committee to appear in prime time, and they are considered the most heavyweight team.

The head of the chorus, Kamenev, is doing the final mobilization before the performance. After all, this performance involved so many countries, so many people, and such a strong opponent as the General Political Choir.

Kamenev knew that his team, as the guarantee of the country's bottom line, must show the best results in order to save face for Russia. If I were compared by the Chinese, how could I see Jiangdong's elders again?

When the choir was all ready, the Russian male singer on the field completed his singing and walked off the stage amid the cheers of the audience.

Kamenev saw that his team was well prepared and said: "Comrades! It's our turn to play soon. You remember, this is a very important performance. Everyone must show their best form. Because we are the strongest choir here, we must not lose to the Chinese, you know?"

"Got it!" All the staff said loudly, and the huge volume shook the lounge space.

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Wu Jun was also shocked and frowned, and said to Zhang Yu, "What did they say?"

Zhang Yu said: "They said! You must not lose to us."

When Wu Jun heard this, several people showed stunned expressions, and then shook their heads with a wry smile. I didn't expect the Russians to care so much about winning or losing, but since this is the case, their team must not lose to the Russians.

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The meritorious choir is already on both sides of the stage, ready to take the stage... The Russian male singer on the field has finished singing.

As soon as the lights dimmed, the members of the choir began to appear quickly... They all walked to their predetermined positions and stood up. When everyone stood up, the lights turned on again.

A host stepped onto the stage and said: "Great Moscow! It has made our great country. We will always be proud of you! Dear capital, you are our beating heart. Below is the National Merit Choir, please sing for us, Heart of the motherland of Moscow. Conductor, Kamenev."