True Love Tool Man [Transmigration Book]

Knowing what might happen, 999 did not dare to watch Jiang Bai's performance, and even blocked his voice after hiding.

In the end, I was surprised by the value of the riot.

The numerical fluctuations were frightening, as the earth shook and the mountains rushed out, and the main system tried its best to press down.Under the impact of two waves of energy, the electronic building in the background seemed to have suffered some doomsday devastation.

Under the circumstances, the insignificant 999 was frightened crazy, and wanted to go to Jiang Bai's side at that time.However, at this moment, a powerful suction burst out from the depths of the destroyed building, intending to recover 999.

But 999 could sense that Jiang Bai was still here, so it didn't dare to leave.If it is gone, Jiang Bai may really be annihilated in the sea of ​​data along with the energy of the collapse, and will never be able to connect with the outside world.

When Jiang Bai came in, the promise that he would be able to go back after completing the task was personally said by 999 as a small assistant and guide.

Even though Jiang Bai was no longer willing to trust the main system, 999 worked very hard to get stuck in this world under the turbulent suction, and Pudding's body was pulled into deformation.

And when the storm stops suddenly, everything in the background is gone.

The connection to the main system is gone, the screen that constantly reminds you of the plot is gone, the mailbox for receiving warning letters is gone, and even the disgust value statistics are gone, and the whole thing is nothingness.

"So many skyrocketing values ​​have crashed the backstage!" 999 said, calling out his small screen full of mosaics and showing it to Jiang Bai: "Look, it's completely lost contact."

Although the system has had occasional glitches over the past few years, such a serious downtime has never been heard of by 999, and the scene of the collapse of the building is still fresh in its memory.

Jiang Bai: "..."

"...It is indeed like this. Anyway, when I finished watching, it seemed that a movie had already appeared in my mind. It was not just a simple melody. When the climax Xiaojiang fell on the piano, my heart twitched ...Xiaojiang?" Tang Fangli's voice came from beside her ear.

An extreme performance does require time to leave, but it is not good to take too long. Tang Fangli's eyes were a little worried.

Zhuo Xin turned his head and gestured to the field manager who was stunned by the impact, and soon someone lowered his body and sent the microphone up.

Jiang Bai's numb fingertips touched the cold microphone, and his consciousness was finally pulled back to the present world.He glanced down at the microphone, raised his amber eyes, and a hoarse voice came out of the microphone: "Yes."

He looked as if he hadn't heard what they had just said.

But who cares about such a performance first?

Tang Fangli briefly recounted it very gently, and then said: "So you wrote the previous melody yourself, so can I ask, what kind of mood did you write this melody with, or did you choose to write this melody? What do you want to express by performing today?"

Countless pairs of eyes fell on Jiang Bai from near or far.

His head hurts, his heart hurts, and his body is exhausted, all of which are the aftertaste of being punished.In fact, he was not able to digest the current situation immediately, but he still thought about it according to Tang Fangli's words.

He played the music he put his heart and soul into for everyone to listen to. Apart from other things, what is the essence of what he wants to express?

He let out a sigh of relief, and the slender figure bowed deeply: "My name is Jiang Bai, nice to meet you all."

"Isn't this the neighbor brother who gave you a lot of small musical instruments before... baby?" Lin Xingtong, who was deeply shocked as early as the beginning of his heartbeat, heard this sentence in the Jinghu mansion, tears were like beads falling off the thread, and suddenly Turning around, she flung herself into the arms of her surprised mother.

The old butler of Huayu Tianfu was also silently wiping away tears, Shu Xiangwen, who was half watching the excitement, dropped a leg of soot, Chen Jin in front of the broadcast director had already petrified, and even the original fans who had previously exploded with vicious cannon fodder and fan attributes were dumbfounded.

Not to mention the other contestants sitting in the audience, who were so shocked that they couldn't speak at all.

Liu Qiming finally saw Mr. Xiaojiang whom he had never seen before. After being shocked, the tip of his nose became sore. The pupils of Yu Lu in the main seat were so dark that he almost blocked all the people on the screen, and his eyes did not move.

"Jumping 108" votes were counted in real time, and after the performance, the ticket type that ran wildly to the point that it seemed that it was not in the same dimension announced that Jiang Bai had won the promotion quota with an overwhelming posture in this round.

Under the bomb, everyone's reaction was slow.

It wasn't until the end of this part of the performance that all the contestants stood on the stage again, and Chen Jin, who was roaring wildly in the headset when Jiang Bai started the performance, finally realized: "...why didn't he say that he has this ability earlier?"

"Maybe this is the weirdness of genius..."

The assistant director who was scolding the street with him touched the bridge of his nose at the time: "His songs seem to have been changed by Guang Hao temporarily, so the best is the best, and he is indeed too willful."

Chen Jin paused for two seconds, squeezed Doudou's eyes, and suddenly laughed.

The predictable popularity is bound to explode in hot searches, and the banknotes rattling on the road made him make a worldly voice: "It's okay, I will talk to him later, and there is no sex, isn't it just that I like someone Want a small room? Little things, little things."

When the recording was over, Jiang Bai stepped off the stage with the other contestants, and when he entered the room to sit down, Song Xiaowei, the stylist who was crying fiercely in the breaking news post, watched for a long time outside the open door, but she mustered up the courage to take a bottle of water to send past.

Jiang Bai is really good-looking, especially at close range.There is a sense of sharpness in the unsmiling eyes, and the sweat-soaked clothes and long hair stick to the body, and there is a kind of intriguing charm. When sitting on the sofa, everything around seems to become expensive.

"Drink, drink some water." Song Xiaowei whispered.

Jiang Bai raised his eyes and reached out to take the water bottle.His exhaustion was concealed, and he looked as cold and heartless as before.Song Xiaowei swallowed her saliva after delivering the water, and was about to turn around and go out silently, but suddenly heard him speak.

"I heard you were scolded for not opening the door that day?"

Song Xiaowei was hit by the sound, and turned around suddenly: "No!"

"Yes?" Jiang Bai smiled when he saw her reaction: "I was in a bad mood some time ago, and I didn't cooperate with your work. I'm sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay." Song Xiaowei's heart was beating fast: "It's normal to have friction at work."

Not only work, but also friction between people is normal.Jiang Bai was unwilling to open the door that day, and Song Xiaowei was under a lot of pressure when the show was about to start. She burst into tears when her superiors said it, and then complained that all the problems were blamed on Jiang Bai, and she even cried with many colleagues. Basically, he strangely attributed all the unhappiness and malice that happened during this period to Jiang Bai, and even exposed his information.

The more she thought about Song Xiaowei, the more embarrassed she became.

"It's still because I didn't communicate well first." Jiang Bai unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip, his Adam's apple rolled, and found that there was no punishment or warning letter after this apology, so he slowly said: "...it shouldn't be like this in the future. "

Song Xiaowei went out holding the little heart that took off, and happened to bump into Chen Jin who was coming.

The two looked at each other. Before Chen Jin could speak, he heard a scream from behind him in the room of other contestants who had been in a daze since Jiang Bai's performance started.

"My god! The chain is here, here, here! I thought it was lost, woooooooo scared me to death."

"Are you crying, Diman?"

"I'll lose money if I lose the borrowed clothes and accessories!" Di Man shouted.

The backstage of the show seemed to be struck by lightning. The surface was quiet, but the heart was not peaceful at all.

On the Internet, however, it is different. There is no need for superficial quietness, and the emotions of netizens are direct and undisguised.

Jiang Bai's performance was an explosion. After the video was intercepted, the official Weibo retweets quickly exceeded one million, and it swept the Internet. The opening of Perique's farewell show back then not only surprised Hua Guo.

And as Guang Fengzhi said, such a performance is above personal likes and dislikes.

There was a steady stream of discussions on the Internet about this performance, and the fans who initially fell in love with Jiang Bai purely because of his looks were also baptized, and the discussion went straight into the night.

[Looking at this paragraph repeatedly, he is obviously so tall but feels so fragile, I really want to hug him]

【Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

[How can there be such a perfect person in this world? I said before that he sits casually and relaxed every time he waits. It feels like I am the king!Others also slammed me saying it was impolite!The results of it! !But one thing to say, I didn’t expect Bobo to be so powerful...]

[Although it was shocking, I really don’t want to see him play again. It hurts too much. My mother’s heart is broken. I don’t know what happened to him. QAQ I hope it will pass quickly, and we will accompany you in the future]

[I am very unwilling and want to listen to the scene, but it is true that such a hurt song will be out of print once, I don’t want Bobo to be so tired again]

【No matter what happens, we will always be by his side in the future! !So now it's time to think about our names!The name of □□Fenjiangfen outside is not pleasant at all! 】

【Yeah!Mom fans hold up the banner and want to call it ginger! 】

[Ginger is fine!His performance is so distressing, I am also a mother fan! 】

【Ginger is good, but I want to call it Songsong!Look at the [link] posted by this po]

I clicked on it and found that it was an edited video on Weibo.There are too many live balls, and there are many scenes in the synchronously played tidbits, so the picture during the live broadcast may not be the most perfect.

And this blogger obviously integrated and edited various shots overnight after the performance, and the effect was much better than the official edited version.

Jumping fingers, dripping sweat, slanted body, spring standing up slowly, and finally the kneeling and drooping arms.

Some of them have also been processed with special lens, and the picture and sound are together after they come out, which makes people never get tired of watching them.

And the blogger's text with red bloodshot eyes is.

"Seeing it live, it really touched me a lot, and I drove the video out with enthusiasm. The surging power behind the camera is always much smaller than that of the scene, especially this kind of performance. But even so, when it is presented in front of me It has brought me great shock, surprise and strength, thank you very much.

Years are cold, and then know that the pines and cypresses wither afterward.

Evergreen cypress, we wither, you will not wither.

So please always--

Stay on stage. "