The difficult love of traffic niche

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On a late night in 2024, the No. [-] studio of Xigua TV was full of seats, and the last show was recorded.

"...The next contestant, classmate Xiao Huang!..."

The pretentiously passionate voice is difficult to arouse the interest of the crowd on and off the stage. Counting from [-] o'clock in the afternoon, it has been recorded continuously for eleven hours, and the studio is full of fatigue. The new female guest who is famous for her love of beauty They all changed into ten centimeter high heels.Seeing the guests getting more and more drowsy, the host clenched the cue card tightly and tried his best to roar out a heart-piercing momentum.

"Let's applaud please...

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"Crack!" The director rubbed the center of his brows, covered his head with a half cup of black coffee, and cleared his throat into the speaker, "Ahem, hold on, everyone, the guests have worked hard, and there is one more task to be done tonight." Come on, come on, the audience in the audience will be excited!"

"Oh~" There was a sparse voice from the auditorium.

"Not hot enough, girls, speak up!"

"Oh..." The applause was still rare and embarrassing.

"Be more enthusiastic, where are Wang Junkai's fans, let me hear your shouts!"

"Ah...Wang Junkai...Wang Junkai..."

A few female spectators in the front row who were struggling to hold up the banners took the lead in roaring a considerable amount of decibels.

Seeing that the audience who were more than half of the time was finally mobilized, the director wiped the sweat that did not exist on his forehead, turned around and gave a flattering smile to a sitting figure on the stage, seeing the other party's reaction was indifferent He looked a little embarrassed, turned his head and quickly winked at the host, and raised the microphone, "Continue to record the last scene!"

"Hi everyone, I'm Huang Xiaohuang. Today I'm bringing you an adaptation of a song. I hope you like it!" A fat boy wearing a peaked cap nervously introduced himself to the guests.

"By the way, this song is the early work of Teacher Wang Junkai, oh no, it should be the famous song of your "Come on Boy" back then, ah, I am so excited! Teacher Wang Junkai, I am your fan, I, I grew up listening to your songs, I really didn't expect to see your deity today, it's really like a dream..."

Wang Junkai, who was named by accident, suddenly woke up from the air. His perfect acting skills left no trace of shock on his face. He smiled seamlessly and picked up the microphone, "Oh, is it, it was really long..."

The host saw that it seemed to switch to the mode of "Idol Loves You for 1 Years" mode in the shed next door, and hurriedly interrupted: "Ah, what a coincidence, let us enjoy Xiao Huang's performance Come on! Come, come, please, please~"

The boy in the peaked cap named Xiao Huang smiled shyly at Wang Junkai and started singing instead.Surprisingly, this plain-looking boy spoke with an extraordinarily lazy, medium-sized husky accent.

"I want to love you

only a few weeks

I'm in a bad mood because you're not here~

There is a warm light shining down

I can't help but look forward to it because of love"

This song is called "Beloved", which was considered all the rage back then. It not only dominated many campus radio stations between classes, swept the street dance music charts for aunts in the streets, but also made the fledgling "Come on Boy" group completely from Internet celebrities have become a traffic idol reserve team.The three handsome teenagers who are still in the voice-changing period sing and dance with a slightly childish dance, like a young whirlwind, which seems to be able to evoke the beauty of youth in everyone.

But that's all in the past, the entertainment industry is updated like a relay race, and it's been five or six years since the disbandment of "Cheer Boys", and I don't know how many new and old people have been replaced in the middle.

But for Wang Junkai, he no longer needs to care too much about Qianlang being shot to death on the beach.

Listening carefully to the singer's singing, it was a completely different voice from the original singer. In the past few years, I performed it everywhere for work. I sang this song hundreds of times. After hearing it again after so many years, I felt like a world away.

Seeing the gaze of the boy in the peaked cap, he was as good as he was, and he picked up the microphone and joined the chorus for the last sentence.

"……because of love"

"Ahhh..." Unsurprisingly, there was a burst of exclamation from the audience.

Wang Junkai turned his head and nodded slightly to the audience, showing his signature grin.

"Ahhhhhhhhh..." The obviously escalated shout continued for several more waves.

As the auditorium and the accompaniment finally stopped, the guests began to sit upright, picked up the microphone in a dignified manner, and asked about the boy in the peaked cap who obviously looked expectantly on the stage.

"What is your aspiration?"

"...I, I want to sing, they call me a trumpet when I work in a bar..."

The female guest who was in charge of the question rubbed her nose to hide a momentary smile, "That's right, your voice is indeed very distinctive, uh, little speaker, uh Xiaohuang, you can relax a little bit, and you have to speak louder on stage. Have confidence, don’t just cover your face with a hat, hold your head high!”

The boy in the peaked cap on the stage tried his best to raise his head, but blinked uncontrollably frequently on his face, and his hands clasped the microphone repeatedly with embarrassment.

Wang Junkai frowned, unable to bear the scrutiny of ghosts and snakes, he opened his mouth and said, "Student Huang, this song is more, um, more youthful, innocent and innocent, and suitable for young voices. Try some more lyrical songs, in fact, your hoarse voice may be more suitable, and there may be more room for development.”

"...Okay, I understand, thank you teacher! Thank you..."

"The next step is to ask the guests to rate—"

Two "Zanzan" and one "Slag" were raised at the guest table.

"Okay, so here's the result - it turned out to be 2 "likes" and 1 "scum"!"

"Little Huang, although you didn't get 3 "likes", but there is still a chance to get 2 "likes", please continue to work hard!"

Xiao Huang in the peaked cap bowed deeply to the guests with gratitude on his face, and happily rushed to the stage to find relatives and friends hugs as if he was relieved.

The guests also seemed to have loosened the last string. After hearing the host finally finished reading the list of sponsors at a superhuman speed, the director's "click" released hundreds of people on and off the stage. Scattered and went back to each house.

With his signature friendly smile, Wang Junkai finally walked out of the studio 15 minutes later under the guidance of his assistant, got into the nanny car, adjusted the seat and completed the dream position of the night - collapsed.

"I'm exhausted. Next time, don't let Sister Xiaolin pick up this kind of program that has been recorded day and night. What is "The Voice of Magic City" is more tiring than filming a night scene all night!"

"Brother Kai, you've worked hard, do you want some supper?" Assistant Xiao Zhou brought a bowl of takeaway seafood porridge to his face, touched the bottom of the bowl, "Um, it probably hasn't cooled down yet..."

Wang Junkai waved his hand, "Forget it, I have an audition tomorrow, so I'm still hungry." He looked up at his face in the rearview mirror.

"It's almost three, but this one is still so handsome, there's nothing I can do about it..."

"..." Xiao Zhou has been working as an assistant for three months. Obviously, he hasn't gotten used to the mature and stable young actor in the hearts of fans. He seems to have changed his appearance in private. The corners of the mouth are pressed.

Ignoring Xiao Zhou's negligible disguise, Wang Junkai continued to lie back on the seat, staring at the roof of the car with empty eyes, "The little yellow duck at the end sang really well, although the song selection is not suitable, but..." Thinking back to the only song tonight The male guest who mentioned "scumbag" looked at his watch impatiently many times, obviously waiting anxiously, Wang Junkai sighed silently in his heart, luck is still very important in this circle.

"I don't know what love is at such a young age..."

Unconsciously humming again, it seems that the melody engraved into the soul is simple and catchy, and the lyrics are also brainwashed by youthful routines, because they caught up with the explosion of social videos, which also made them popular by accident.This line was sung by...that person, the person who was praised for his clear and youthful voice and healed countless fans...that cruel person.

Wang Junkai closed his eyes, raised his arms and gently placed them on his forehead.

It turned out that it was only five years since I left, so it felt like half my life had passed.

Countless rehearsals and performances, the bitterness and loneliness behind being young and famous, what impresses me the most in retrospect is that the person habitually purses his lips and closes his eyes before singing, and his nose twitches when he looks carefully. group.Wang Junkai, who discovered this for the first time while watching the replay, held back his laughter, and couldn't help but turned his head and joked to the people around him.

"Hey, are you going to sing or brew a storm? Hahahaha..."

The man's childish face turned red instantly, he lowered his head embarrassingly and raised it again, his bright eyes showed a calm smile.

"Imitation, I'm serious about singing."

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