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At the entrance of a hotel, two young and beautiful girls took a taxi.

"Master, go to the Dream Hall."

The driver smiled a little. It seemed that everyone came to the Dream Hall today.

"Listen to your accent, from Suzhou?" The driver looked at the car skillfully while chatting with the two of them.

"Yes." These two men were naturally Mo Mo and Xu Yiru. They set off early in the morning and rushed to Ping'an City. Then they had a short rest in the hotel they had already booked and had a simple meal.

The thank you festival started at 7:30 in the evening. Seeing that the time was almost over, I rushed to the Dream Museum immediately.

"Is it safe for the first time?"

The driver chatted with the two of them all over the place. Driving is a boring thing. If you don’t say anything, you will suffocate people to death in one day, so many taxi drivers have developed the habit of chatting.

"Is it for the thank-you festival concert?"

Seeing the two girls reacted coldly and seemed to be very alert, the driver didn't care and said to himself.

"Do you know the thanksgiving sacrifice, too?"

Chatting is an art. Even strangers who don’t even know their names can easily chat together as long as they find common topics.

"Hey, aren't everyone here today for this? There is also a promotional poster at its door. Although the Dream Museum has only been open for a few months, the gorgeous poster hanging at its door is hard to forget." The driver seemed to think of the shock when he saw the poster and sighed.

Xu Yiru's head was lit like a chicken pecking at rice, crazily, as if she had met a soulmate.

"Yes, yes, that poster is so beautiful! All the scenes inside are hand-painted by the characters. It is said that they were painted by the master himself! After watching screenshots online, it makes people addicted. I don't know what it will feel like when I go to the scene!" Xu Yiru said longingly.

"It's all rumor, it's definitely not drawn by Teacher He Chen." The driver interrupted Xu Yiru's longing.

Xu Yiru said strangely: "Why?"

"I don't know how to draw. Although it looks good and comfortable, it certainly won't be drawn by Teacher He Chen. I heard that Teacher He Chen has many students, but they are drawn by their students. After all, it's just a promotional poster, so there is no need to worry about his golden hands." After saying that, the driver laughed and said, "Besides, if it was drawn by Teacher He Chen, do you think you can put it outside so peacefully?"

Posters elsewhere are printed, but the Dream Museum is hand-painted.

With He Chen's current reputation, once this is what he painted, then... let alone others, Xu Yiru was a little moved by stealing it!

However, because He Chen's style is varied and proficient in paintings of various styles around the world, no one knows whether this is He Chen's handwriting.

"If I hadn't grabbed the ticket, I would like to see the Thanks Festival today." The driver complained.

"Uncle, are you also a fan of the master?" As we talked about common topics, the relationship immediately tightened a lot. Xu Yiru even changed her name.

Hearing Xu Yiru's question, the driver smiled and said, "Tell me this, Ping An City. Everyone is a fan of Teacher He Chen!" A strong sense of pride flowed out of the driver's face.

"He is our safe person." This is the most repeated sentence in the driver's mouth.

"Although Teacher He Chen is famous and talented, he is a very good person."

"Uncle, do you know the master?" Mo Mo also became excited.

"Well, of course! Let me tell you, I used to work in the same factory with his mother, and the benefits were not good, and our group was laid off... Teacher He Chen was a child..."

The driver talked about the topic seriously with Mo Mo and Xu Yiru. He was gifted since He Chen was a child. When he was born, auspiciousness fell from the hospital, and how many girlfriends did He Chen have when he was in high school.

Mo Mo and Xu Yiru were stunned. Although they felt that there were so many loopholes in his words that were like sieves, they still felt in their hearts that maybe the master might be really possible.

During the peak hours of get off work and countless people have the same goals as them, the road is several times more congested than usual.

By the time we arrived at the Dream Hall, the driver had already touched on the secret that He Chen and Tang Bohu had to tell.

The weather is not good today, cloudy and storms are coming, making the air that has just turned warmer become cold again. But this seems to be unable to stop people's enthusiasm.

The sky was already dark, and under the colorful lights, there were shadows in front of the fantasy hall.

The lights are bright, and the huge dream museum seems to be like its name, like a dream, like a door that opens the illusion and reality.

"What a nice view!"

Before they could enter the venue, the two of them were fascinated by the scenery and said in a daze.

On the front, there was a poster of the other two people dangling, and the lights passed through the poster from under the poster, making this gorgeous poster even more fantastic.

The two took out their mobile phones to record the rare picture, and then followed the crowd and walked into the Dream Museum.

...

In the backstage of the venue, Liu Ying controlled the overall situation, and Ono Daisuke dispatched everything in an orderly manner.

The personnel of each position also perform their duties and are carefully prepared.

Fans who were not lucky enough to come to the scene have already been in front of the TV or computer - this Tianman's thank-you festival broadcast will be broadcast exclusively by Tianman Channel and Tianman Network.

With the arrival of 7:30, the dim lights in the venue went out and suddenly fell into darkness.

It's about to start!

The audience's excitement and noise gradually became quiet. In the dark venue, countless glow sticks lit up, just like fireflies on a summer night.

It seemed like a breeze blew by, and a melody full of Chinese style sounded in the venue.

"Is it a dream in the East?"

"It seems...no!"

There was a sound of conversation in the venue, a familiar melody, specious.

No figure appeared on the dark stage.

Suddenly, streams of light lit up above the stage, attracting the audience's attention. Accompanied by melodious melody, the flowing lights slowly gathered together, formed, and formed... one bun after another?

“Xiaolongbao,

Char siu bun,

Creamy sesame bean paste bun.

Big meat buns,

Vegetable bread,

There are also soup dumplings.

Things are in people and fate is in heaven.

In the blink of an eye, the eternal turmoil.

Only on the seat,

Thousand years of abundance will never change..."

The obvious electronic sound is very familiar to fans.

However, this is not Hatsune, nor Mitsune Gemini, nor is it not the sound tour.

This is a strange voice, a brand new virtual singer!

In the eyes of everyone, the floating light flowed, and one gradually condensed in the middle of the stage.

A long blue ancient costume dress and a white feathered dress are embellished like a fairy.

The long gray hair is tied into two ring-shaped buns on the top of the head. It is divided into two strands and hangs from the ears to the chest. The green eyes are like flawless jade.

The hair accessories are jasper and the waist is covered with Chinese knots, giving people an extremely friendly feeling.

The girl raised her head and looked at the big bun dancing playfully in the air. Suddenly the bun fell down, and the girl's eyes burst into joy. Go and pick up the bun.

A wisp of saliva flowed out from the corner of the mouth.

This is a very indecent image, but all this appears in front of the girl, so natural and harmonious. It makes people feel only a kind of innocence and cuteness.

Some kind of voice suddenly erupted in people's bodies, responding to the singing.

"Gugu..."

This is the sound of hungry.

"Gudu..."

This is the sound of swallowing.

“…The world is very big and chaotic, the earth is turning,

There are countless sorrows and joys.

It's better not to think about anything,

Just have a simple meal and another meal.

The eyes shiny when I ate,

Then do exercise and consume excess fat.

How brilliant the civilization of five thousand years is,

Leave the longest recipe in the world…”

"Ode to the Thousand Years of Recipe" - The world's No. 1 Foodie, Luo Tianyi!

Tianman moved the "capital" Ping'an City. As the ancient capital of Chinese civilization, he is also known for his food. Nothing is more suitable for what should be used as the opening of the Tianman Thanks Festival this time than Luo Tianyi and "Ode to the Thousand Years of Recipe".
To be continued...