I was bullied in the abuse text [Entertainment]

Feng Ning slowly took a step forward. He was lined with a well-tailored suit, and he was slender and tall, with well-proportioned limbs, and his delicate white wrist bones rested on the microphone.Accompanied by clear and pure folk music, his exquisite jaw slightly raised upwards...

He suddenly opened his voice, and the natural opera singing came out of the air, as if it hit people's hearts, and instantly ignited the atmosphere of the audience!

The recording and broadcasting hall fell into a moment of silence, followed by warm and excited applause, screams and cheers.

Xue Lan stood up from the chair abruptly, staring intently at the young man in the center of the stage, not willing to miss it for a second.

After two high-pitched sentences, Feng Ning stopped his voice and broke it cleanly.

He walked around to the other side of the microphone, leaned over and smiled slightly, and let Li Peipei to the front of the stage. The two cooperated seamlessly.

Feng Ning took a light breath, raised his hand to support his hair on the temples, pinned the gold accessories between the black cuff buttons, under the dazzling lights, showing a glamorous and sexy look.

Xue Lan took a deep breath.

At the end of the song, Feng Ning bowed to the camera with a smile on his face, amazed by time.

The audience once again burst into endless applause. They almost forgot that this was a variety reality show, thinking that they had entered the recording scene of a talent show by mistake.

Xue Lan stared affectionately at the center of the stage, that familiar yet unfamiliar figure—Feng Ning, seemed to be born for this stage.

The colleagues who were eagerly waiting for a joke a few minutes ago, seemed to have lost their language ability overnight, and scattered like eggplants beaten by frost.

The recording of the whole program has been successfully completed.

Feng Ning ran off the stage, couldn't wait to return to Xue Lan's side, and instantly changed back to that obedient little quail

.

Shyly raising a small face, the big "begging for boast" was clearly written in his beautiful eyes.

With a smile in her eyes, Xue Lan stretched out her hand to gently scratch the bridge of Feng Ning's nose, being gentle and pampering.

He calmly took a bottle of mineral water from the staff, unscrewed it, and handed it to Feng Ning.

Feng Ning raised his neck and drank most of the bottle in one gulp.

Xue Lan frowned slightly, and said softly, "Slow down, don't choke."

Feng Ning stuck out his tongue, carried the remaining half bottle of water, and followed Xue Lan into the lounge.

"How did you come up with such a change?" Xue Lan asked while walking.

He was referring to the song that Feng Ning just performed on stage - the ending song of the movie "Tomb Raider".

The original singing of this song has no opera arias, and of course it is not a male and female duet.

The program team had informed Xue Lan before that they would change the song slightly when they came on stage. Xue Lan took it for granted that part of the antiphonal chorus should be added. Unexpectedly, the high-pitched chorus was changed directly. It became a Peking opera singing tune.

Undoubtedly, such a change is not only unobtrusive for a period drama set in the Republic of China, but also makes the background sound more suitable for the theme of the movie and more tense.

"I really don't know how to sing popular songs, so I had to ask the band teacher for help and made a small change..."

Feng Ning explained seriously with a small face up, "I discussed with teacher Peipei before changing the song, and I deliberately got her approval, and I even checked with her two or three times in the audience."

Feng Ning's original meaning of the second half of the sentence was that on the surface he was very polite and measured, and acted recklessly without relying on Xue Lan's capital to back him up.

But Xue Lan's focus is obviously no longer here.

He stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the lounge, turned sideways to let Feng Ning in first, and then asked, "You found the band and arrangement to change it yourself?"

Feng Ning was taken aback, scratched his neck and said bluntly, "Sister Nan told me that. The band teacher doesn't know me, so how could he help me change the song."

Xue Lan snorted coldly, turned her head to look at Yang Nan who had just rushed back from the director's room, and said expressionlessly, "Why didn't you inform me about this in advance?"

Feng Ning was taken aback by Xue Lan's suddenly cold attitude, and lowered his head obediently and cowardly, looking back and forth between Xue Lan and Yang Nan with his dark eyes.

Yang Nan didn't care about it at all, but his tone became more cheerful: "Of course it's to give you a surprise."

Xue Lan sank into the leather sofa in the lounge, tapped the armrest of the sofa with her fingers, and said sinisterly, "So you all knew everything before you came on stage, and I was the only one left to worry, right?"

Yang Nan nodded with a serious expression: "Yes."

"You are really..."

Xue Lan wanted to swear for the first time but couldn't find an adjective to use. She got stuck in the middle of the sentence.

Xue Daying's deflated appearance is really rare in a hundred years, Yang Nan almost couldn't help laughing out loud, and he didn't forget to add fuel to the flames by praising himself, "How about it, is my manager's debut still good?" Not bad? You can still get Feng Ning out of the circle by spending an extra penny."

"Well...it's really good."

Xue Lan raised his eyes to look at Yang Nan, his eyes were dark, Yang Nan was panicked by his inexplicable eyes, just about to confess, he saw the former suddenly evoked a meaningful smile.

"!", an ominous premonition that the person in front of him is about to die again arises spontaneously.

Sure enough, in the next second, the corner of Xue Lan's mouth curled up into a smile that was not a smile, "Sister Nan, there was a song and dance talent show that invited me to be a flight judge. Do you really want me to go?"

"Ah?" Yang Nan desperately searched in his mind for the variety shows that Xue Lan had rejected in the past few days, and finally his spiritual platform lit up, and his heart was blessed: "Is that the one that Bai Min once wanted to replace you?"

Xue Lan nodded.

"Aren't you not interested?"

"I'm interested now." Xue Lan regretted without shame, "Now I not only agree to attend, but also agree to be a resident tutor, and even consider providing a part of program sponsorship."

Yang Nan became more and more anxious, and looked at Xue Lan suspiciously: "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

Xue Lan put her hands on Feng Ning's shoulders, and said confidently, "But I have a request, they must provide me with a student quota to go straight to the finals, and it will be decided by default."

His eyes settled on Feng Ning.

Yang Nan immediately understood what Xue Lan wanted to do, and even let out a sigh of relief—fortunately, the operation was not very difficult.

Full of turbid gas, Yang Nan belatedly realized that he had been abused by Xue Lan at some point, and he could accept all his slapstick operations, and there was no disturbance in his heart...

Sin ah.

But then again, Yang Nan was also deeply amazed by Feng Ning's opera singing backstage just now, if such an excellent voice can't greatly increase his exposure, it would be really negligent of his manager.

Yang Nan frowned slightly, ignored Xue Lan, and turned to Feng Ning instead, "Xiao Ning, you can sing Peking Opera? How long have you been studying?"

Feng Ning pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and said, "I didn't learn it seriously either. When I was young, I watched my family sing and thought it was fun, so I hummed a few lines along with it."

Feng Ning couldn't express the long-lasting nostalgia accumulated in his heart.

In my last life, my master was a senior Peking Opera fanatic. Apart from studying the Five Elements and Eight Diagrams, Ziwei Doushu spent all his time listening to operas every day.The two old men dragged themselves to hang their throats in the Taoist temple every morning, and the roosters within a three-kilometer radius crowed.

So much so that Feng Ning now has more Beijing opera libretto in his mind than he can memorize Fenjin Ding acupoints.

Yang Nan nodded knowingly. Since he has not studied seriously, there should be a lot of room for plasticity. Find a teacher to do it well, and maybe he can still shine.Moreover, now that national style music is on fire, there is no need to worry about finding a suitable song.

Xue Lan obviously thought of this. Seeing that Yang Nan still kept his mouth down and kept his head down wondering what he was thinking about, he inevitably urged a little anxiously, "Sister Nan, what worries do you have? Isn't it all It’s a matter of course, is it difficult to operate?”

In fact, as a top agent in the industry, the issues she has to consider are bound to be more thoughtful and prudent than Xue Lan.

Yang Nan exhaled softly, "Feng Ning's strength is there, and it's not a big request for him to go straight to the finals. The program team showed sincerity last time, and this cooperation is easy to talk about, but..."

Xue Lan raised her eyebrows: "Just what?"

From the corner of her eye, she glanced at Feng Ning, who was taking off her make-up in the mirror not far away, bent down, and said in a low voice, "I'm making my debut in the draft...Xue Lan, are you sure you want Feng Ning to stream the route? If that's the case, It will not be easy to transition to a powerful school in the future."

Xue Lan obviously never considered the question raised by Yang Nan, and he also fell into deep thought for a moment.

But, really only for a moment.

Immediately after, Xue Lan raised her head, stared straight at Feng Ning's clean and flawless face in the mirror, spread her hands, and said in a tone of helplessness and pampering:

"If Ning Ning is willing to work hard with me for ten years to practice acting and basic lines skills, I don't mind letting him develop from the bottom of the crew to a powerful actor."

Yang Nan was kind and kind, "How about I ask Feng Ning's opinion?"

"No, no need!" Xue Lan straightened up abruptly, "Even if he is willing to give up a lot of his youth, I am also reluctant to let him suffer that."

The omnipotent and omnipotent teacher Xue Lan who covered the sky with one hand in the entire entertainment industry suddenly remembered the first Waterloo in his life that he encountered on the crew of "Tomb Raider" a few months ago.He raised his hands and covered his eyes, with a horrible expression:

"Ningning's acting skills... Sister Nan, you really didn't see it."

Yang Nan burst out laughing.

Let Xue Lan sincerely admit that his darling has advantages and disadvantages, and Yang Nan feels that he is also unprecedented, and his life is complete.

"Forget it, forget it, if you don't act, you don't act." Yang Nan waved his hand generously, "

However, I still ask Xiao Ning about the talent show. After all, this is the path he will walk for the rest of his life, and none of us has reason to decide for him. "

"Perhaps that child still has a dream of becoming an actor hidden in his heart?"