It was frustrating, and the host, Mo Ke, slapped himself into a Western movie with a crooked smile and a crooked smile, resulting in a sense of drama in seconds. The casting failed, and the three protagonists have no western cowboy style from the inside out. And all the gods and goddesses are dressed in neat clothes and have made a cheap and poor gay guy on their faces. Oh, I'm wrong, they are cowboys. The vulgar stalks hold the audience. The soundtrack for the title is good, with a sense of festivity and Chinese style that the CCTV Spring Festival Gala is about to start in a trance.
All kinds of dramas feel disobedient and vulgar, organs and excrement fly around and laugh at the western cowboy culture. It is not a live show, but unfortunately it is the most stinky and longest live show in history. Western fans like idols who take the elegant and intellectual line of connotation have only two points to get rough
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