Little Peach Blossom

Clouds cover the sun from time to time, and the sun slowly emerges again with fiery rays.

Su Qianqing dragged the suitcase, checked the location on the map with her mobile phone, and flagged down a taxi.The temperature is getting hotter and hotter, and within 5 minutes after she walked out of the airport, she was sweating in the sun.

It seemed unwise for her to ask Uncle Jiang to come in as an assistant.

The jobs assigned to her are all dispensable logistics, and she receives a salary every month, which is exactly the same as the good-for-nothing young lady in other families.The hard work of following artists around to record variety shows is none of her business.

He was arranged to be a useless person.

The taxi drove to the destination quickly.

Su Qianqing got out of the car, sighed, and had no choice but to contact Jiang Hao curtly and ask him to find someone to bring her into the recording site.

—

When Su Qianqing arrived at the scene, just in time for the audience outside the arena to enter the arena.

She sat on the suitcase, watched the mighty crowd slowly accept the security check, and stayed a little abruptly outside the line, and the patrolling security guards in uniform glanced at her several times.

After more than ten minutes, I finally waited for someone to pick her up.

Su Qianqing thought he was a staff member at first, walked inside, and after a few words, she realized that he was the director.The choreographer took her directly under the stage, to the sofa seat in the front row, where investors and other bigwigs sat.

"Mr. Jiang said that the show will start in a while, and he won't be able to spare time to accompany you right now," the editor-director handed her the brochure stamped with security stamps, and instructed, "The number of audience votes is fixed, so..."

"I know," Su Qianqing nodded and said with a smile, "Thank you."

When the director left, her smile also collapsed.

What are you here for?

Asking Jiang Hao to bring her in, he thought he was watching a show?

The entire hall was huge, and the stage was about the same size as the stage of the largest symphony orchestra Su Qianqing had ever been to. The lights were shining brilliantly, and the temperature in the hall gradually increased.As the audience took their seats one after another, the air conditioner gradually cooled down.

There are only five sofa seats around, and Su Qianqing sits in the middle.

She looked at the stage close at hand, hesitated, and stood up.

This location is really conspicuous.

Even if the lights on the stage were bright and the stage was dark, it was impossible for Tao Xingyu not to see her.

Not easy to explain.

Su Qianqing looked past the audience in the first two rows, and saw a little girl in the seventh row who was sitting alone.She walked over slowly, raised her dimples and said hello, "Hi, are you here alone?"

"Well," the little girl dressed plainly, looked like a high school student, with doubts on her face.

"For whom?"

"Liu Hongzhan."

"That's it," Su Qianqing didn't know.

She showed her her brochure with the security stamp on it, pointed to the sofa in the first row, and said with a pure smile, "The one closest to the middle of the stage is my seat, but unfortunately I'm a little farsighted, and I like the one at the back." The location, look..."

The little girl's eyes lit up: "Do you want to change seats with me?"

"Ah."

"really?"

"Ah."

After the little girl confirmed it in disbelief, she nodded abruptly, blushing with joy, ran over and sat down.

Su Qianqing sat down slowly.

If possible, she also wanted to sit at the front and watch Tao Xingyu's performance.

I waited boringly for a long time.

Su Qian was so free that she started tutoring Simon online in Chinese studies.

The phone has [-] batteries left, and the recording finally started.

—

The first half is full of famous singers.

They were famous not because Su Qianqing knew them all, but because from time to time, the audience around them would be so excited that they would stand up and applaud.

During this recording, Su Qianqing also understood that Jiang Hao's ability to do things is indeed strong.He used to be just a manager in the office, responsible for financial investment and management.

As a result, if you say you want to merge other companies, you start to merge, and if you say you want to eat music, you start to do it.

Even investing in variety shows and producing programs for the first time, they all look good.

—

The entire recording was more like a large-scale concert than a variety show, and there was even an arrangement for audience interaction in the middle.

After the host warmed up the atmosphere, the big screen began to display the lucky draw.

There will be one first, second and third prizes, a cash reward of 2 yuan, a chance to sign a photo with the designated singer and shake hands, and the auditorium will be transferred to the VIP area.A simple lottery draw, the lights shine on the auditorium in turn, the seats on the screen and the lights freeze at the same time, and the person who is selected wins the prize.

Su Qianqing lacked interest, and only hoped that the middle link would end soon.

Because the following is Tao Xingyu's appearance.

The host didn't waste time either, after the sponsors were declared, the first two winners were quickly drawn out.When the last green light spun, Su Qianqing straightened her back. For some reason, she felt a deep bad feeling.

In the next second, the beam of green light stopped above her head.

Su Qianqing: "..."

What's the third prize?

Oh, the auditorium is transferred to the VIP area.

VIP area...

Isn't that where she just came down from?

Su Qianqing sat stiffly in her position, turned her face to avoid the glare of the light, and squinted her eyes to look for Jiang Hao in the dark.She reasonably suspected that it was a secret operation.

could not find it.

Seeing that she hadn't moved yet, the host sounded a gentle urging voice.

Under the camera, Su Qianqing pursed her lips, with a slight smile on her face, and went to the front row and sat down very cooperatively.

Sitting back in the front row, the little girl who had changed seats with her smiled in amazement.

"Ah, you're back again!"

Su Qianqing pursed her lips, and was too lazy to speak in the seat to the right of the center of the stage.

Really hell.

—

The end of the interactive session.

When the lights changed, the audience was silent, waiting for who the singer would be.The secrecy of the program is extremely high. Before the show, the audience in the audience has no idea who the guests are.

All I know is that there are [-] singers participating and voting to eliminate the contest system.

Su Qianqing has a booklet with information about many shows, and she knows the order of appearance of all the guests.

Her eyes reflected the changing lights, her back was straight, and she was rarely seen tense.

The host didn't make any introductions, so he invited the guests to come on stage.

As the live band began to play background music, Tao Xingyu walked out from the changing lights, stood still, and the light also fell silent.

At this time, almost no one at the scene knew who she was.

Tao Xingyu's hair is naturally black, long and smooth, with the ends curled out.Under the cold light, her cheeks were as white as porcelain, her nose was straight, her eye makeup was light, and her lip gloss was tender pink.

The pure girlishness rushes over her face.

It is completely different from the style of the senior singers with heavy makeup, thick long eyelashes, big sequin eye shadow, and imposing manner.

Tao Xingyu held the microphone in his hand, with a trace of nervousness on his face, and immediately closed his eyes.

There were hundreds of spectators sitting under the stage.

She was wearing a water-blue dress, which was graceful but not simple. The lace decoration on the chest was like a palace skirt, and it was complicated and girlish.The one-shoulder collar reveals the slender and delicate collarbone, and the slender and straight feet are submerged in the water-blue high-heeled shoes.

Under the blue light, the high-heeled shoes look like crystal slippers.

Like Cinderella walking out of a fairy tale.

"I haven't felt it well yet, the climate where snowflakes are blooming, we tremble together, and we will understand more about tenderness..."

It didn't matter when the interlude started, but when the lyrics came out, the audience was shocked.

Faye Wong's song "Red Bean"

Not everyone has the voice of a diva.This song has extremely high requirements on the singer, and the difficulty is that even if the singer's pitch is not wrong at all, as long as the voice feels wrong, the singing atmosphere will be completely different.

Su Qianqing grabbed the corner of the leather sofa nervously.

Let her stand on the stage to sing, probably not so disturbed.This kind of singing competition is 100% based on the votes of the audience. It is smart to choose songs that are full of atmosphere, and you can make astonishing high notes as you like.

That kind of "singing skills" is intuitive, the pitch is so high that the scene is ignited, and the audience is so excited that they stand up and applaud, and the votes will not be low.

Songs like this kind of difficulty, on the contrary...

"Sometimes, sometimes, I will believe that everything has an end, and there are times when we get together and leave..."

Understatement, but also extraordinarily ethereal and resonant, floating and entangled.

Tao Xingyu used his own singing style to restore the emotions of the original singing, and also added some girly textures, a little sweet.

This song is the quietest song for the audience in the entire hall.

It was so quiet that hundreds of people seemed to have only one person.

"But I, sometimes, would rather choose to be nostalgic and not let go..."

When Tao Xingyu sang this line, the feeling of tension in his heart completely disappeared. He raised his lips and looked around the auditorium.

The lights on the stage were extremely bright, and as far as the eye could see, the audience who got further back became more and more blurred.

Only the front row audience.

Their faces are clear.

As Tao Xingyu sang, he glanced at the two little girls in the middle of the sofa, paused for a moment, and thought to himself, the one over there looks quite similar to Zaizai.

Can't help but look twice.

Su Qianqing looked at Tao Xingyu with sweet dimples.The pupils are curved, and the light falls into the pitch-black eyes fragmentarily, as if carrying stars.

He stretched out his hand and gave her a big love gesture.

Tao Xingyu was taken aback.

She sang, and there was nothing wrong with her breath, but it was just the atmosphere of the scene and the music configuration, maintaining that kind of concentration in singing.

Turning his face away, he deliberately didn't look at her position.

Su Qianqing was stunned, Bi Xin's gesture couldn't help but retracted.He thought guiltily, if he interfered with her singing, he would really deserve to die.

"But I, sometimes I would rather choose not to let go." When Tao Xingyu sang the last line, his eyes suddenly fell to the front row again, staring at Su Qianqing, and the corners of his lips slightly curled up to finish singing.

"Wait until the scenery is clear, maybe you will accompany me to watch the long stream of water."