As the accompaniment began...
On the other side of this snow-covered temple, a spotlight shines.
Dressed in white, the handsome Wang Yueheng appeared under the lights.
The dilapidated temple fell into darkness for a brief moment.
Wang Yueheng stood amidst the swirling snow.
Holding a silver microphone, I looked in the direction of the old puppeteer performing in the darkness.
"Whom do we mock for relying on America to lord it over us?"
How can two people be together if they don't have a heart?
The bells rang crisply.
"The lights were dim behind the curtains"
"You and I are a match made in heaven..."
The sounds of silk and bamboo instruments linger.
After a faint sound of a xiao (a type of vertical bamboo flute) being played, Wang Yueheng held up the microphone and began to sing.
Under the spotlight, his expression was slightly somber, as if he were singing out the bitterness in the heart of an old street performer.
The next moment.
The dilapidated temple was once again enveloped in a faint light.
This time, it appeared before everyone.
They were several marionettes that seemed to be floating in the air.
Wearing an exquisite red dress, the delicate and charming female puppet seemed to come alive.
She twirled gracefully, accompanied by Wang Yueheng's singing.
It showcases the extraordinary manipulation skills of the puppeteers behind the scenes.
On the other side of the girl puppet.
There are also several puppets dressed as men.
People of all ages were clapping and cheering around the lively female puppet.
It's like people sheltering from the snow in a dilapidated temple cheering for an old street performer.
"God, these dolls will suddenly start dancing?"
"Wasn't this guy supposed to be singing? Why did he suddenly come up with this doll?"
"Please, this isn't a doll, it's a puppet!"
"It's amazing! The puppet show is so beautiful!"
"How did they get moving? It couldn't have been done by someone!"
"The ancient culture of the Dragon Kingdom is so awesome!"...
In the live stream room on the external network.
Foreign netizens who were waiting to see Wang Yueheng's performance.
I was instantly drawn to the puppets that suddenly appeared on the stage.
Exquisitely crafted wooden puppets in ancient costumes, remarkably lifelike.
And the graceful movements of each puppet.
This left these foreign netizens, who were seeing puppet shows for the first time, completely bewildered.
So much so that he couldn't contain his surprise.
They kept posting seemingly absurd and ridiculous questions in the comments section.
They even forgot about it.
He originally came to mock this singer from China.
"Losing you is the original sin."
"Only those without hearts are a good match~"
"Your rags, my paint job"
"Walking side by side through mountains and rivers..."
The despondent life of a ragged old man, and the lively, vibrant dolls.
Coupled with Wang Yueheng's heartfelt singing.
The atmosphere on the stage instantly became moving.
"Rumble~"
Just then, the lights flashed.
The swirling snow suddenly disappeared.
The pale, cold white light instantly transformed into a warm green.
It's like stepping from a cold winter into a warm early spring.
As the seasons change.
Suddenly, the red-dressed doll, who was dancing alone, transformed.
In an instant, he changed into the appearance of a scholar in white robes.
The magical transformation scene once again left the audience speechless.
at the same time.
The puppets that had been watching also disappeared.
Only a handsome male puppet dressed as a scholar remained.
As the two puppets meet on the stage.
It was on an open space not far from Wang Yueheng.
Similarly, two actor characters, one male and one female, were created.
It's like two puppets projecting onto real-world figures.
Every movement and gesture of the puppet will be perfectly reflected in the live actor.
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