elopement

The music awards ceremony was full of stars, and Yan Luan didn't walk the red carpet. He waited in the lounge until the entrance time and went directly to the first row seat arranged for him by the organizer. Many media waiting in the red carpet area expressed their disappointment.

People came to say hello to Yan Luan one after another, and Yan Luan shook hands with the visitors in a good-tempered manner, but he was thinking who is this?Who is this?Forget it or keep smiling.

The best solo award is a very important award, so it was arranged to the end. Yan Luan was called by the director to prepare at the beginning of nine o'clock. After waiting in the background for ten minutes, he read the script given by the director several times Was notified to come on stage.

As soon as Yan Luan came on stage, the audience, who had been high all night, felt as if they had been suddenly beaten into blood, and the screams and cheers rang out again.In fact, not everyone in the audience is a fan of Yan Luan, but Yan Luan is almost every star chasing girl's wall now, and everywhere he goes, everyone is a fan.

"We are here in chaos." The hostess walked towards Yan Ran with a smile, and handed him the microphone. Yan Ran nodded, "Hello, host."

"Lan Luan was invited to present the award today. Do you have any singers in your heart that you hope she will win?" Scolding "The host is dead!"

"Of course I hope that every singer can win the award." Yan Luan smiled and answered with ease.

"Oh? Have we heard all the candidates for this award?" the host asked.

"Well, I've heard of it." Before coming here, the agent had listened to Yan indiscriminately.

"Do you like Luan Luan better?" The host's smile was full of traps.

Yan Luan nodded: "I think they all sound good, and I like them all." Yan Lun is like a solid wall, no one can break through.

The hostess gave up and finally turned to another question: "Everyone knows that Luan Luan sings well, so can you sing a few lines for everyone present today?"

This is the script process, Yan Luan knew it before he came, he nodded: "Recently, there is a song on the loop of a single called "Need Someone to Accompany"."

The hostess raised her eyebrows: "Who does Luan Luan need to accompany?"

"My partner." Yan Lun said generously, "My first love, the person I love the most."

Yan Luan stared at the camera hanging on the crane arm, his eyes were affectionate and fragile: "I need him to accompany me."

The atmosphere in the audience gradually became restless. Everyone knew that Yan Lun had a partner, but it had never been exposed. Many people thought it was just an excuse for Yan Lun not to get involved in scandal disputes. But many of his fans knew that Yan Lun was young and frivolous in his early years. When I was young, I often showed off my love in a primary school tone, showing off the perfection of my partner, showing off the sweetness between the two, but it’s not very showy in recent years, but every year on July 7, I will send a happy birthday, and a next Rain expression.

Before Yan Luanqing sang, the lighting engineer dimmed the overhead light. In fact, there was no accompaniment, but the pianist of the live band still played a short accompaniment for him.

"One I need to dream

need direction need tears

I need someone more to light up the darkness of the sky

i can't do anything

irresistible no way back

This silent night, now I need someone to accompany me"

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Yan Luan sang very well, professionally good is second to none, he seems to have listened to this song to the bone, and he just opened his mouth full of loneliness, not like singing, but like telling.

After singing, Yan Luan looked at the host. The host reacted from the confusion and took the lead in applauding: "Lan Luan sings really well!"

Many of Yan Ran's fans in the audience couldn't hold back their tears. He has grown up and can be alone tomorrow, but he makes people feel distressed and sad all the time. Yan Ran's temperament is still flamboyant and unruly, but at this moment, This kind of publicity is a bit broken, like Yan Luan's every night in a daze, watching the moon and listening to songs, it is more sad.

After all the interactive process is completed, Yan Luan can finally present the award. When he said the word "Feng Yu", in addition to the applause and cheers of the audience, there were not a few people who made troubles screaming and booing. Yan Luan looked at Feng Yu Walking up, he gentlemanly went to help the girl who was having a hard time walking because of high heels and evening dresses. Feng Yu raised his head and said "thank you" embarrassedly. Yan Luan smiled at her and helped the girl to the stage.

"Congratulations." Yan Luan took the trophy from Miss Etiquette and handed it to Feng Yu.Yan Luan stood aside when Feng Yu delivered his acceptance speech. This scene was captured by countless media. If there was no such accident, this should be the entertainment headline the next day.

But just when Feng Yu finished speaking and the two were about to step off the stage, Yan Luan walked in front. Thinking that Feng Yu might not be able to walk well, Yan Luan planned to turn around and wait for her, and then went down the steps to support her later. The moment Yan Luan turned his head, he saw the second floor of the stage from the corner of his eye. Only the staff would go up to the second floor of the stage to adjust the lights or some scenery frames. Standing there, holding a heavy object that cannot be seen clearly.

"Be careful!" Yan Luan yelled until the people in the first few rows under the stage heard the voice. Feng Yu walked very slowly. She raised her head and looked at Yan Lun blankly, and within two seconds, Yan Lun arrived in front of her. He pulled Feng Yu away, but it was still a few seconds late. The heavy object had already fallen, and Yan Luan held Feng Yu in his arms, and the heavy metal object hit the back of Yan Lun's head with a "clang". .

"Ah!!!" Feng Yu, the host, and the audience who were close to him all saw Yan Luan who fell down quickly and completely unconscious.

Feng Yu knelt down tremblingly, trying to cover the back of Yan Luan's blood-stained head, but it was of no avail. The blood was so dense that the director and bodyguards who ran up half a minute later arrived, and the ground was already covered with blood. It was covered with dark red blood, forming a huge contrast with Yan Ran's pale face.

Almost everyone's face changed drastically, and the voice of the executive director broke out: "Ambulance! Ambulance! Immediately!"

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"Life is dying." Three hours later, Shao Qing used the account of "Yan Luan Studio" to post these four words. Almost all the hot searched entries were Yan Lun, and when she couldn't see other content, she added a fire.

Ever since Yan Luan passed out in an accident at the awards ceremony, this incident has not been concealed. There are too many audiences, and it is impossible to conceal it.

Yan Luan was sent to the hospital immediately. Excessive blood loss was part of the reason, but another part of the reason was that the iron object hit Yan Luan's head, which is the most complicated and fragile part of human beings. Those brain experts are still giving Yan Luan During the surgery, waves of experts came in and out. Everyone looked serious and serious, and no one dared to ask what was going on now. It was good to say that life or death was uncertain.

Tears were in Shao Qing's eyes, she clenched her teeth tightly, and used the small office vacated by the hospital to deal with the surge in work due to the accident.Almost the whole world is paying attention to Yan Luan. The atmosphere in the office is heavy and depressing. One of the managers couldn't help crying. She covered her mouth: "Will Luan Lun survive?"

Shao Qing glared at her, even though her own eyes were full of tears, the most taboo thing at this time was to express sadness.

"Give him to the doctor, and you all do your part. The first thing is to deal with those who spread rumors."

It was already a mess outside, and countless "informed people" broke the news that Yan Luan had passed away, but the officials suppressed the news and did not reveal it; Yan Lun's fans were in a panic, crusading and crusading, looking for various relationships through various channels, Want to get completely truthful news.

And just when the Internet had been paralyzed several times by the word "Yan Luan", a plane took off from Los Angeles overnight and arrived in the capital thirteen hours later.