Entertainment: Live broadcast of returning to the village to celebrate the New Year, the ratings exc

The conversation between Qin Feng and Cao Yunjin was very simple.

After finishing painting [Happy New Year].

Cao Yunjin said some beautiful words to the audience, such as"All the best! Good luck!"

I hurriedly dropped the wheat!

The next lucky audience members are basically normal ordinary people.

Apart from being quite excited after taking the mic.

There is nothing particularly outstanding about the performance. therefore.

The discussion point of the barrage in the live broadcast room was still about Guo Degang and Cao Yunjin just now

【Gangzi and Jinzi came up one after the other, what a coincidence!】

【Do you think this counts as two people sharing the stage?】

【Um···Why doesn't it count?】

【Cao Yunjin just said that I would like to dedicate a happy New Year to the audience and my friends.···This is mine, isn't it my master?】

【I think it’s quite similar!!!】

【It would be interesting if these two people could perform together on stage sometime!】

【Not likely! 】

Qin Feng possesses god-level proficiency in sugar art.

Three things in one mind.

While painting sugar paintings for lucky viewers.

While watching the barrage in the live broadcast room.

While thinking about how to let Guo Degang and Cao Yunjin appear in the village at night. soon.

Twenty sugar paintings, all completed!

Next, it’s time to blow candy and sugar ice sculptures.

The sugar that sugar blowers need has a texture similar to chewing gum!

A hollow twiggy reed stem.

A piece of colloidal maltose.

Plus ten nimble fingers.

Piglets, chickens, puppies and other lively images were born from Qin Feng's hands!

The first few spectators.

The request is quite normal.

The further back.

The picture is starting to look a little outrageous!

"Brother Feng, help me play Ultraman Tiga!"

"Brother Feng, help me blow a whirlpool!"

"Brother Feng, help me blow the sun!"

"Brother Feng, help me blow the wind! The kind without clothes!"

"climb!"

After blowing twenty little sugar figures.

Qin Feng, whose cheeks were a little sore, started the most technically difficult sugar ice sculpture!!!

Sugar ice sculpture.

As the name suggests.

A layer of hard candy shell with ice sculptures inside.

This is a very ancient thing among the elderly in Northeast China. It's an early craft.

It can be seen and eaten.

It was one of the winter fun of the Northeast people a hundred or two hundred years ago.

But with the development of the times, this thing has gradually lost its value of happiness.

It is also not very clean and hygienic.

This craft has also been passed down.

"Brothers, don’t make sugar and ice sculptures in the house!"

"We have to get it in the yard."

As he said that, Qin Feng picked up a pot of hot syrup water and came to the yard.

On the snow.

Hu Tutu, who was loyal to his duty, was looking after forty sugar paintings and sugar figures.

Looking at the domineering figure With a silly look.

The first audience member to join Qin Feng made a request without hesitation——

"Brother Feng, give me an ice sculpture of Tutu!"

"no problem!"

Qin Feng waved his hand.

He used a small shovel to dig out the snow, pound it, and carve it.······

The camera guy knows the effects of the program very well.

Camera shooting angle.

Just facing Qin Feng's back.

Blocking the snowdrift in front of him.

A pair of eyes just stared at the live broadcast, looking forward to the birth of a lifelike ice sculpture of a tiger figure.

However!

When Qin Feng stood up, everyone was disappointed!!!

【ah? Is this a tiger picture? Isn't he just a snowman?】

【Why did Brother Feng fool us like this?】

【Although it’s not a good thing to say this, is Brother Feng at the end of his rope?】

【Brothers, I just checked. The craft of sugar ice sculpture has been lost for almost a hundred years.······】

【Then Brother Feng just said that he would show us sugar ice sculptures?】

【Maybe you just casually said you were bald, but now you have to bite the bullet and give us some work?】

【Actually, as long as it’s a gift from Brother Feng, I want it! No matter how ugly it is, I want it! 】

Look at the ice and snow lumps at Qin Feng’s feet.

Look at the tiger tutu not far away with beautiful fur.

He Ling in the director's room uses his imagination no matter what.

There is no way to connect them together! but!

Qin Feng’s previous miraculous performance.

Inexplicably, He Ling had a very strong confidence in Qin Feng!!!

"Audience friends, don’t be impatient!"

"Maybe Qin Feng can turn decay into magic in a short while?"

On this side, He Lingcai spoke.

On the other side, Qin Feng shook his little hand, and the syrup water with the right temperature was poured towards the ice and snow lump.

Something magical happened!!!

The temperature of the syrup water melted part of the ice and snow.

It was originally a lump of ice and snow that could not be seen.

Gradually, the tiger head, tiger body, tiger claws, and tiger tail were revealed!!!

Even the slightly twisted neck, body skeleton, and muscle lines were revealed!!!

After the heat quickly passed away, the syrup water also turned into a crystal clear sugar shell. It was slightly yellow, with a hint of red in the yellow.

Under the shining of the setting sun, the slightly yellow sugar shell was like a layer of dazzling glass..

Wrapped in pure white ice sculptures and sparkling!!!

Seeing a small version of himself,

Hu Tutu immediately became interested.

He walked around this Siberian tiger sugar ice sculpture and was very happy!!!

Qin Dafu I was so dumbfounded.

It wasn’t until the cigarette burned my fingers that I reacted with a hiss!!!

Then I thought back to Qin Feng’s playing the suona, shooting slingshots, killing wild boars, training tigers, playing duets, and today’s activities from the first day back to the village. Various sugar arts······

A thought suddenly flashed through Qin Dafu's mind——

"My son, this is too good.···Could it be that···Is there a possibility···Could it be that he is not my biological child? ? ?"

"impossible!!!"

"My son and I look so much alike! They are simply carved from the same mold!"

"Absolutely impossible!!!"

Qin Dafu believed in his personal charm and his wife Li Lan!

But then he thought about it!

The old father was even more worried!

"My son won't be possessed by someone's soul or his body will be taken away like in some novel, right?"