Chapter 313

By now, Weibo had completely exploded.

"Give You Some Color" had only been at the top of the headlines for a short time before it sadly dropped to second place.

And the first place was—

#Su Meng's Sketch "Selling Crutches"#

Under this topic, countless netizens were discussing frantically.

"Hahaha, let me laugh a bit longer, it's just too funny."

"Holy crap! Is this sketch legendary or what?"

"This is the funniest sketch I have ever seen in my life; I laughed from start to finish until my stomach hurt."

"To the one above, we all feel the same!"

"I simply can't believe the Spring Festival Gala still has such a funny sketch!"

"This is what a sketch should be! This is what the Spring Festival Gala should be!"

"We've been busy all year; isn't watching the Spring Festival Gala just for fun? Why listen to lectures? Su Meng really understands me!"

"No forced sentimentality, no forced elevation; laughing from start to finish, this is what a Spring Festival Gala sketch should look like!"

"Hahaha, Su Meng performed so brilliantly, it's so hilarious!"

"Didn't you notice? This sketch was written by Su Meng! As expected, if you want to pull off a stunt, you have to look to Su Meng!"

"Not just this sketch; Bai Xiao Ling's song was also written by Su Meng! One person took on the two most awesome programs of the Spring Festival Gala; isn't that awesome?!"

"More than two? Liu Huan's "Song of the Heroes" was also written by Su Meng!"

"The Leader is awesome! May the Leader reign supreme and unify the Jianghu for a thousand generations!"

"I've finally discovered Su Meng's secret to success: the more rustic it is, the more down-to-earth it is, the fiercer the combat power!"

"Is it wrong to say "Give You Some Color" is the best song of the Spring Festival Gala in ten years? Is it wrong to say "Selling Crutches" is the best sketch in the history of the Spring Festival Gala?"

"Originally, this year's Spring Festival Gala was just so-so, still just as awkward, but with these two programs, it instantly became a classic!"

"The director team of this year's Spring Festival Gala is not bad, worth a like!"

Fortunately, Xiang Zhiming was busy with the upcoming programs.

Otherwise, seeing such comments, who knows how happy he would have become.

Every year the Spring Festival Gala director team gets scolded, but this year, instead, there is a chorus of praise?

"Quick, quick, quick, something's wrong, come here~~~~"

Just as Su Meng and the others were chatting with bright smiles, a commotion suddenly erupted backstage.

"What's going on?"

The group was puzzled and poked their heads out to look, only to see a crowd of graceful, exceptionally elegant beauties gathered nearby.

Having rehearsed together during this period, Su Meng recognized them.

They were a group of dancers from Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

This time, they would present a visually stunning feast on stage.

But what was wrong? What had happened?

Before they could ask, someone shouted loudly.

"Where is the makeup artist? Come quickly, Sister Zhu's makeup is all ruined, come help fix it!"

The "Sister Zhu" they referred to was the lead dancer of this dance, the top domestic dancer Zhu Jiejing.

She possessed exquisite professional skills and an exceptional image and temperament, serving as the honorary chief lead dancer of the Shanghai Song and Dance Troupe.

Many young actors respectfully called her "Sister Zhu."

This was already her third time appearing on the Spring Festival Gala stage.

This time, she was to lead a group of young dancers from Yinyuexue Academy in Jiangsu and Zhejiang to perform a breathtaking dance called "Dingbu Bridge."

By all rights, her experience was already very rich; how could things go wrong right before going on stage?

Su Meng was also somewhat curious and poked his head to look over there.

In the crowd, Zhu Jiejing had somehow turned into a little calico cat, her face makeup completely messed up.

A makeup artist rushed over, glanced at it once, and immediately turned pale with shock.

"Sister Zhu, what happened? How did your makeup get ruined?"

Zhu Jiejing was also extremely depressed.

"Just now, Teacher Su's sketch was so funny; I laughed until tears came out."

"Then I didn't pay attention and just wiped my face with my hand..."