Doomsday Bosses Win the Entertainment Industry

"Crazy!!!"

On the stage, Huang Orchestra and Qin Jue completed the band ensemble at the end of the song together. When the last trace of the music faded, the male audience below immediately roared.

"Absolutely!"

"So good at singing!"

More people followed and shouted.

Chu Huang's hearty laughter had already sounded, and Qin Jue still turned his back to the audience, bowed his head, and his shoulders kept rising and falling.

"Oh, I'll go, I'm starting to get nervous after singing, your reflex arc is quite long!"

Chu Huang pulled out the microphone and held it in his hand, and propped his other elbow on the empty wheat stand to warm her up with a laugh.

Qin Jue took a few breaths, frowned and moved his Adam's apple, then raised his head and turned around, bowing to the fans under the stage with his still breathing.

"I take the liberty to disturb everyone."

The microphone recorded her rapid breathing faithfully, and transmitted it to the ears of every listener through the sound.

"I'm, uh, actor Qin Jue."

She received a tsunami of cheers.

Seeing Qin Jue's trembling shoulders and arms, Chu Huang strode over and hugged her.

It was extremely rare that Qin Jue was moved by his embrace.

"Did you sing well?!" Chu Huang asked loudly.

"Crazy!!!"

There were bursts of applause and loud whistles from the audience.

Qin Jue was interrupted like this by Chu Huang, and the sadness and the new personal emotions that had just entered the play were relieved, and he smiled half helplessly and half embarrassedly.

"Thank you, thank you everyone, sorry to bother you."

She kept nodding her head and repeated.

Hey, what a nice young man!

Good! We like this new generation with strength and humility!

The fans in the audience were even more impressed.

"Come on, tell me, were you nervous just now?"

Chu Huang released Qin Jue and teased her cheerfully.

Qin Juewei looked like an old urchin, but nodded helplessly with a smile.

She leaned to the side of the microphone on her mic stand and slightly raised the electric guitar in her arms:

"After all, this friend is worth more than me..."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Chu Huang and the audience all laughed.

"It's okay! What are you afraid of!"

Drummer Chen Hanxing stood by the fire, "Just play! If you play badly, you will be an old man!"

"That's right! I can't bear a guitar, even such a big wrist!"

Keyboard player Li Ke followed suit.

"Hey hey!"

Chu Huang turned around and pointed at them, "You all, ah? When did I stop letting Qin Zi play? Is it wrong to put this rumor aside?"

There was laughter in the hall.

Qin Jue is also smiling: "Thank you Brother Huang."

Some of the fans were surprised, and immediately thought that they were used to calling Chu Huang Brother Huang, so they didn't mind Qin Jue's name.

Can't let this kid be called Uncle Chu Huang, right? That was too distressing!

The same generation is the same generation, what a big deal!

"What a big deal!"

Chu Huang said this himself, but it was a response to Qin Jue, "If you want to play in the future, find some of our brothers anytime!"

The audience laughed again.

As expected of the king of heaven, Chu Huang, where did the bandits come from with this tone?

Qin Jue smiled: "Okay."

Chu Huang raised his chin with a smile, returned to his side, and chatted with the fans while supporting the wheat rack:

"The name of the song just now is "The Misfortune of the Moon"."

He smiled and said, "You have seen what the story is. We Qin Zi starred in this one, which was broadcast on the big screen just now. "Fei Yan", right?"

When Chu Huang said this, he turned to look at Qin Jue.

"um, yes."

Qin Jue nodded half-sideways and said sincerely, "Thank you, seniors, for letting me follow."

It was obviously a tune that her team came up with, and she said it in front of everyone.

How reluctant to be in the limelight!

Chu Huang gave her a funny look.

"Look at what you said." He said "bullying" in a livid manner. "Fortunately, I brought you over to sing, otherwise you would have to hide your singing skills for a few years? Huh?"

Chu Huang shook his head: "Humble! Too modest! What are you doing with modesty! Look at your brother and me, go out more!"

Qin Jue opened his mouth several times, but in the end his expression remained on the standard business smile, and he blinked his eyes.

The fans laughed unkindly.

"Stay on the side, don't bring bad children."

Zhang Moyang, who is as low-key as his own bass, is the last conscience in the Huang Orchestra, and he opens his mouth to control Chu Huang in time.

"That is, anyone who learns to sew pants in a teen like you can show off."

Drummer Chen Hanxing said.

"Fuck! Little Mars, are you looking for something?"

Chu Huang rolled up his sleeves immediately, and the audience laughed.

"Okay, go back and clean you up!"

Chu Huang, who rushed to the side of the drum set and tore off Chen Hanxing's fake appearance twice, walked back, and the two slaps made Qin Jue's back crack.

"It's a good guy! It's a pity that I am an actor, so I don't want to change my career and play music!"

Chu Huang looked regretful, "Qin Zi's "Fei Yan" is not bad, and it doesn't cost money to watch it online. If you have time, let's take a look!"

"All right!"

"Small thing!"

The old music fans liked to see Chu Huang dragging his big brother, plus his impression of Qin Jue was really good, and they all shouted in cooperation from the bottom.

"Oh, this guy looks thin, but he's quite strong."

There was even an elderly aunt in the audience sighing, "It doesn't shake when you shoot it twice, it's not bad!"

In such an atmosphere, Qin Jue once again thanked Chu Huang and the others, bowed deeply in all directions, and stepped back towards the audience, nodded and stepped off the stage.

"Hey!"

Chu Huang still sighed, "How good, why don't you start a band!"

"The parents are so good-looking, why are you in a band?"

The keyboard player Li Ke threw out the truth.

"Shut up you!"

Chu Huang let out a "huh, uh", and the music fans were all laughing at the bottom, and at first glance they were pro-fans.

After the burst of laughter passed, bassist Zhang Moyang said, "Let's do another song."

"Come!"

Chu Huang didn't care that he had just finished saying "The Misfortune Caused by the Moon" was the last song, "What do you sing?"

""The Wind and Rain"!"

""Journey"!"

"Pray for the return of "Cause of the Moon"!!"

The audience under the stage roared.

Zhang Moyang slowly exhaled and smiled:

""Dream Girl"?"

Chu Huang was stunned, but rolled his eyes, and there was a hint of helplessness in his smile, but also relief.

"Oh oh oh!!!"

The fans burst into a thunderous cheer, "Dream Girl"! That was the most popular song of the Huang Orchestra that year! Chu Huang composed the music and Zhang Moyang wrote the lyrics, and won numerous original song awards in the Longguo music circle at that time.

I just don't know why, this famous song gradually disappeared from the concert of the Huang Orchestra.

"It's worth it!"

Wang Yuanjun heard the unfamiliar music fans around him dancing with excitement, "After so many years, I can still listen to "Dream Girl" live, it's so worth it!"

"How about it, do you sing?"

Zhang Moyang was still asking on stage.

Chu Huang took a breath, paused, and then spit it out forcefully: "Sing!"

A song "Cause of the Moon" touched Zhang Moyang's mind and reminded him of the night scene of a small town more than ten years ago.

Who doesn't have a bright moon in their hearts?

Who doesn't have a girl as beautiful and simple as the bright moon in her heart?

The slightly old but still classic prelude sounded, Wang Yuanjun suddenly wrinkled his face and closed his eyes.

...

With the high quality and deep feelings as always, this concert made the fans satisfied and returned with joy.

"Are you tired, do you want to take a break?"

Wang Yuanjun asked.

In fact, they just walked out of the venue not too far. Wang Duoduo saw his father's slightly hunched figure and the bloodshot eyes in his eyes, pursed his lips, bent his eyes and nodded:

"Well, I'm a little tired, let's take a break."

The father and daughter then sat on the bench in the small park. Today is a hilarious scene. The Huang Band has been encore three times, and it is almost nine o'clock in the evening.

"The moon is so full today. Well, the song "Cause of the Moon" that Huang Band and Qin Jue sang together is really nice, and it goes well with "Fei Yan"..."

Wang Duoduo tried to find a topic.

Wang Yuanjun stroked her head, he was still immersed in his emotions, just out of a father's instinct, he did something to respond to his daughter, so as not to disappoint her, in fact, "Dream Girl" echoed repeatedly in his ears, what? I couldn't even hear it, and when I opened my eyes and closed my eyes, it was the figure of Wang Duoduo's mother.

Suddenly, he missed her so much.

I think of the confession that came close to my ear at the concert that year, and the hand I held carefully when I came home that night.

I want to laugh and scold every day, want to embrace each other to sleep every night, want to kiss sweetly when we are in love, and want to have hot tears when parting.

At this time, Wang Yuanjun only felt that everything in the world was far away from him.

He could only vaguely hear the shouts of the security guards, as if some excited fans were reluctant to leave and wanted to see Chu Huang backstage; he also seemed to have vaguely captured the harshness of the tires rubbing against the ground when the car stopped suddenly. The sound, I don't know which traveler is in a hurry.

"Excuse me! Is this the end?"

Deng Yunlian's long, curly burgundy hair, which was carefully taken care of, was slightly messy in the night wind. She anxiously asked the fans who were taxiing by the side of the road after the show.

"Ah, yes!"

Someone replied, "It's over! Did you miss it?"

"I... I just read that some viewers who left early on V Bo said that the Huang Orchestra sang "Dream Girl" tonight..."

Deng Yunlian's tensed shoulders collapsed, and she lowered her head and said softly.

"That's it, alas, it's okay, there will be a chance in the future!"

The kind passers-by comforted her a few words, and gradually walked away from her family.

"I didn't expect such elite white-collar workers to like the Huang Orchestra. Wow, look at this car!"

"Hey, what's the matter, Huang Band has a wide circle of fans for all ages, not to mention young white-collar workers, I also saw teenage girls."

"Too……"

There were no malicious comments coming from behind, Deng Yunlian smiled helplessly, and suddenly felt that she was very sad standing here.

High-paying job, famous brand car, so well maintained that others see it as a young man...

But these couldn't make her catch up with the "Dream Girl" scene that she desperately wanted to arrive at on a whim.

In fact, what she misses is more than just a song?

Deng Yunlian blinked hard and swallowed her throat.

She lowered her head and laughed at herself who suddenly became nervous, and was about to turn around and walk back to the car on her high heels.

"……Mother!"

The voice of an unfamiliar little girl sounded, and Deng Yunlian's heart tightened almost like a conditioned reflex, and she stopped unconsciously.

what.

Her hand hanging beside her leg clenched tightly~www.readwn.com~ It's nice, I'm going to watch the concert with my family.

If my daughter had been alive and healthy, I'm afraid she would be as old as she is now...

"mom--!!!"

"Hey! Duoduo?! Don't scream!"

The man's panicked voice sounded, and Deng Yunlian stopped breathing.

She turned around and saw a middle-aged man hurriedly grabbing the girl who was running towards her crying.

"Sorry! She just admits her mistake—"

Wang Yuanjun raised his head.

Time seemed to stop at this second.

Man and woman look at each other in the night wind.

There is a huge round moon above their heads.