Ignoring the reaction from the audience, Zhang Lang continued to explain Jiang Kun, "This is a famous crosstalk actor in our country, Comrade Jiang Kun! Speaking of which, Comrade Jiang Kun is still half a fellow villager in our Northeast China! He was 18 years old and worked as an educated youth in the 16th Regiment of the Second Division of the Production and Construction Corps of the Black Province! It was not until 1976 that he was transferred to the rap group of the Central Radio and Art Troupe.

Of course, it is not in vain to come to our hometown. Comrade Jiang Kun also brought us wonderful crosstalk performances."

As for the farces between Jiang Kun and Guo Degang in later generations, they can only be different from each other. When they reach Zhang Lang's position, they will not simply judge who is right or wrong!

After Zhang Lang introduced Jiang Kun, he stood aside and gave the stage to him.

"Hello everyone! I am Jiang Kun, a crosstalk actor. Just as Director Zhang said just now, the Northeast is half of my hometown, which has left my best youth memory here. Today I am very happy to come to this black soil again. What makes me even more honored is that I can host this talent competition that is owned by the villagers!"

After Jiang Kun finished speaking, Zhang Lang waved his hand to the audience, and the temporary arrangement of the venue was held in the audience and carried a cardboard box.

Zhang Lang signaled to Liu Xiaoqing. Liu Xiaoqing was very smart and immediately understood Zhang Lang's meaning and took a step forward, "Did the villagers see this box? It contains a list of all the contestants!"

Without Zhang Lang's sign, Jiang Kun went up to answer, saying, "Today's competition will be randomly selected by several of us!"

"As for the selection method, everyone who does it is a judge. After each contestant finishes the performance, will you raise your hands to vote?" Zhang Lang followed Jiang Kun and said.

"Mr. Zhang! Can I ask a question?" Zhao Yazhi raised his hand and spoke Cantonese Mandarin from the side.

The host tonight did not arrange lines or anything else, it all depends on the on-the-spot gesture. Whoever speaks first, reminds each other with eyes.

"Ms. Zhao has any questions?" Zhang Lang asked with a smile.

In fact, tonight, the host Zhao Yazhi is more of a vase, mainly because he speaks Mandarin so much.

"I see that there are 10,000 or 20,000 people on the scene, how do I count the votes?"

"Haha! I have a pair of divine eyes. I can see how many people raise their hands at first glance!"

"Haha, this Mr. Zhang is really good at joking!" Obviously Zhao Yazhi didn't believe Zhang Lang's statement.

"Haha! I know everyone doesn't believe it very much! We can do an experiment! Now everyone just raise their hands, raise their hands when gardening, and don't raise them if they don't want to! I will report the numbers and then ask the staff to verify it!"

"I count three numbers and start raising my hand! Don't let go after raising my hand! Don't let go before checking it! I don't let go after raising the number!"

"One, two, three! Start raising your hand!"

After Zhang Lang counted, he raised his arms in one after another.

"Well! There are 12,358 people raising their hands!" Zhang Lang pretended to look at the audience and reported the number.

"Okay, now the staff can go and verify!"

"Damn Erlangzi! You dare to put your hand down, I will break your leg!" Zhang Lang pointed at Erlangzi, who wanted to put his hand down secretly, cursed.

"Ah!" Erlangzi was a little stunned. More than 20,000 people could actually show his small movements.

Of course, let alone more than 20,000 people, even under Zhang Lang's spiritual consciousness, even 100,000 people would have nowhere to hide.

"I said that who is from Sutun. After I report the count, I can't raise my hand anymore!" A young man who had just raised his hand awkwardly put down his hand that had just been raised.

More than 20,000 people, it takes some time to verify them one by one!

You can't let everyone wait below, "I just raised my hand. If you are tired, you can lower your arms a little, because verification takes time. Please enjoy the Cantonese song "Red Temptation" brought to you by the female singer Anita Mui from Xiangjiang. This is the main song from a record that Anita Mui took last year!"

In his previous life, Anita Mui participated in the 1982 Hong Kong Rookie Singing Competition held by Wireless, and won the championship and signed a contract with Wireless's Huaxing Records.

But there is Zhang Lang in this life. How could Anita Mui, a female singer who led an era, be snatched away by Huaxing?

After Ford TV founded Ford Records in 1981, Zhang Lang arranged for someone to find Anita Mui, who was still singing in the karaoke bar and signed her into Ford Records.

The reason why Anita Mui was asked to sing first is that she is the eldest sister among the female singers of Ford Records, and the other is that customers are given priority.

"Hello everyone! I am Anita Mui. I am very happy to come to the mysterious China and to Mr. Zhang's hometown! I will sing "Red Temptation" for you below. I hope you will like it!"

Let happiness spread for me

It's cute to be together with you

Try to paint my best

Unfortunately, bad luck is hard to change because of you

I wish you to abandon the old dreams after passing

Remembrance of the past makes me feel moved

Please let me avoid it

"The Temptation of Red" is Anita Mui's famous work. The villagers in the audience were fascinated by listening to it, but none of them could understand it! Especially for most people, they listened to Cantonese songs for the first time, and it felt very fresh!

After singing, the staff in the audience had completed the inspection work.

A dozen people gathered together, added up the number of people they checked, checked it again, and then came on stage to announce their inspection results!

As soon as the staff announced, both on and off the stage were so shocked that they opened their mouths wide!

There is an incredible feeling, which is even more magical than the backward pi.

However, the people at Xilong Villa did not think it was magical at all, because in their eyes, Zhang Lang was much more magical than this.

"Isn't this a fool?" Liu Xiaoqing murmured in a low voice.

"Haha! If you don't believe it, we can do it again!" Although Liu Xiaoqing was very quiet, he could not hide it from Zhang Lang's ears.

After saying that, Zhang Lang raised his hand without waiting for Liu Xiaoqing to object, and began to count, "I'll just shout one, two, three, everyone can raise their hands at will!

123! Start raising your hand!"

Zhang Lang glanced casually again and began to count, "There are 18,745 villagers raising their hands!"

After reporting the number, Zhang Lang signaled Jiang Kun to speak with his eyes.

Jiang Kun received Zhang Lang's hint and stepped forward to start the report, "How was Miss Anita Mui singing just now? Is it so nice?"

"It sounds good!" There were shouts from the audience.

"It sounds nice? Do you still want to listen?"

"I want to hear it!"

"One more!"

"Haha! Actually, I want to continue listening, but singing is a strong job. Let Miss Mei take a break first. Next, please enjoy "The Horse and the Balcony Protection Frontier" brought by our tenor Jiang Dawei."
Chapter completed!