I was caught fishing at work, and I dragged the female CEO into the water with my backhand.

They originally came to listen to the music for enjoyment, and they indeed enjoyed it after listening to a few songs.

But the leader just said that he wanted to find Qin Xun's weakness, so he must act as if he is taking it seriously.

They felt a little annoyed listening to the positive energy vows made by the audience who were infected by the song.

Talking in low voices.

"Why are you suddenly so passionate and full of positive energy?"

"This is not like Qin Xun's style!"

"It doesn't matter. Even if he restrained himself, the crotch grabbing and hip thrusting he did just now is enough to give them a hard time."

Suddenly, a thin man with no flesh on his cheeks glanced at Director Wang and said.

"Um...didn't you hear that Qin Xun was lip-syncing?"

Someone immediately came up to support the comedy.

"Oh, what do you say?"

The thin man explained.

"Ever since he sang 'Beat It', I've been wondering, how can someone sing and dance at the same time without any panting sound in the microphone?"

"Not to mention the Dragon Country music scene, even the global music scene can only produce a few people like him in a hundred years."

Here comes another supporting actor.

"real or fake?"

The thin man's tone was very firm.

"I'm a music lover. I've listened to all the songs Qin Xun sang. There's no difference between the ones he posted online and the ones he sings now."

"Will the audio not be edited when it is published on the Internet?"

"You may not have heard the song 'Under the Flying Clouds' just now, but Ye Lan almost broke her voice and quietly lowered the pitch, but Qin Xun actually went all the way up."

"Use your real voice, not falsetto."

Director Wang turned his head to look at the thin man and said in a deep voice.

"Lip-syncing at a concert is against the law. You...watch carefully and don't wrongly accuse a good person."

The thin guy was flattered and understood what the director meant. He just wanted to find fault!

This...he is very good at it!

At work, his nickname is "Microscope".

The thin man's eyes were as big as copper bells, his ears were erect like antennas, and he tilted his head and stared at Qin Xun.

Next to Mr. Niu, Secretary Zhao eavesdropped on their discussion word for word.

He secretly glanced at Mr. Niu's face and saw that he didn't react.

He had no choice but to stay put.

Before the other party actually did something excessive, Mr. Niu simply didn't bother to argue with them.

on the stage.

Qin Xun exits the stage

Next is the interactive session.

The audience raised their hands and shouted to attract Ye Lan and the directors' attention.

The director will follow Ye Lan's instructions, or look for good-looking, exciting and tearful scenes on his own, and find viewers who have been paid by scalpers in advance.

After Ye Lan interacted with several audience members, she began to sing.

Sing two songs in a row.

He also played the glow stick waving game with the audience.

Waiting area.

Qin Xun watched Ye Lan directing the audience to play games on the stage. He saw the wave-like fluorescent sea and silently remembered it in his mind, planning to play it himself in the future.

Suddenly, he reacted and slapped himself.

Depend on!

How did I fall?

Do you really want to earn a profit of just over 20 million from a concert?

How can I earn this kind of hard-earned money by writing songs, rehearsing, jumping and dancing for more than two hours, and how can this be consistent with my image as a master of slacking off?

It's gotta be a scam!

Only by committing fraud can you feel happy, prolong your life, and nourish your yin and strengthen your yang.

……

Ye Lan is out.

Qin Xun walked onto the stage in a white traditional performance costume, and before he even spoke, the audience burst into screams.

"So handsome, brother!"

"Die, die, die!"

"Please let me go and stop being so handsome!"

"The people in Mo are like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world!"

……

Off stage.

Xia Ning listened to the crazy cries of the people around her and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, an aunt's smile.

Suddenly, she heard Qin Fangshu's dissatisfied voice behind her.

"It's like the officials are allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps."

"If I change into a few more sets of clothes, you'll call me a contrast bitch. I don't know which dog changes into a set every few minutes now."

"Who is the contrast bitch?"

Xia Ning turned his head, stared at Qin Fangshu, put his index finger to his lips, and signaled her not to say bad things about others behind their backs.

Qin Fangshu sneered.

"I've bought a ticket."

Xia Ning had nothing to say.

Customer is God.

She was about to turn her head when she saw that the old lady had put on reading glasses at some point, and she clasped her hands in front of her chest, looking up at Qin Xun with a silly smile on her face.

Xia Ning felt a chill.

terrible!

You are praying to Buddha with your hands, and you are crazy about him. Aren’t you afraid that Buddha will be angry?

on the stage.

Qin Xun didn't say too much nonsense, he spoke in a slightly low voice with a smile.

"Next, you better listen carefully!"

“This song is going to be awesome!”

There was a cheer in the stadium.

His arrogance did not arouse the audience's disgust, but instead aroused their enthusiasm.

It is different now than it was decades ago. In the past, idols were expected to be gentle and modest, but now it is popular to be wild and cool, and be able to show off their power.

The more personality you have, the more fans you can attract.

Off stage.

The skinny guy with no flesh on his cheeks stared at Qin Xun, his hands pressed tightly on the armrests of the chair, wanting to see how handsome he could be.

The song title appeared on the big screen - "Left Hand Pointing to the Moon".

The accompaniment sounded.

The stadium fell silent.

Qin Xun started singing.

"Hold the earth in your left hand and the sky in your right hand"

"The palm lines cracked with lightning in ten directions"

"Time hastily turned into years"

"Three thousand worlds are like nothing you have ever seen"

……

As soon as you open your voice.

The voice is high-pitched, loud, ethereal and full of Zen.

The stadium was quiet, deathly quiet.

Tens of thousands of people were stunned, and thousands of people stretched their necks to stare at the big screen, wanting to see whether it was Qin Xun or Ye Lan on the stage.

because……

This is Ye Lan’s fucking voice!

After the silence, it exploded!

The stadium was noisy, and they were talking in disbelief.

"what happened?"

"Is it Ye Lan or Qin Xun who is singing?"

"Lip sync?"

"This...this...is this a major performance accident?"

"What does this sound like?"

"Lip sync?"

"The sound engineer is going to be fired!"

"Were you lip-syncing just now?"

"That's a bit disrespectful!"

……

Powder room.

Ye Lan was in the process of transforming herself when she suddenly heard herself singing on the stage, and her hair immediately stood on end.

She ran to the waiting area with her messy hair.

The makeup artist, bodyguard, and Wang Cui followed all the way.

Ye Lan ran to the waiting area and looked up.

It was Qin Xun who was singing.

He is making trouble!

Ye Lan listened carefully again and again, and was shocked.

"Like, so similar!"

"The similarity is 99 percent."

“Who but me can tell the difference?”

"This beast not only stole my concert, but also my voice!"

Listening to the noisy discussions in the stadium, the audience seemed to have no interest in listening to the music and were all talking about this strange scene.

The voice is getting louder and louder, and seems to be getting angrier?

Ye Lan shook her head and smiled bitterly.

"You are worthy of being the god of marketing. Tomorrow's concert will have to go viral on the Internet."

……

VIP area.

Xia Ning sighed as he thought of the time when Qin Xun sang "Kangmei's Love" in the office in a female voice, scaring him so much that he almost died.

"Doing this in front of tens of thousands of people?"

"There's really nothing we can do against him!"

Wu Yu frowned tightly.

"Voice actor? Is he a professional?"

Niu Xiaojun: "Lip-syncing?"

Xu Luoluo glanced at Niu Xiaojun and spoke in a low voice.

"You...are talking nonsense..."

Qin Fangshu clapped softly.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

"The tickets are still cheap after all!"

“This is a large-scale fraud scene!”

The old lady stood up with a pious look on her face, knelt on a chair, and clasped her hands together to worship Qin Xun.

"Master, my master!"

"Give me strength!"

Area for Ministry of Culture staff.

The thin man heard Qin Xun singing in Ye Lan's voice, looked around, and saw that the whole stadium was talking about him lip-syncing.

In order to live up to Director Wang's trust, he stood up and took the lead, shouting "Nine Thousand Years Old" in a shrill voice.

“Fake~~~~~sing!!!”

"Refund!"