After the paste, I took off with Dashen fans

Yi Xiao's voice fell, and the recording scene fell into silence as if the pause button had been pressed.

It wasn't until the dome light was turned on and Yi Xiao stood up and bowed to express his gratitude that the audience escaped from the atmosphere created by "The Sinking Galaxy" and returned to reality. Cheers, screams and applause poured in one after another like a tsunami.

Yi Xiao stood in the center of the stage, frowning, smiling and waving to the audience, surrounded by the bright light from the ceiling. In this universe, he seemed to be the most central and brightest star.

In the auditorium in the dark, sitting in the professional judging area, Luo Sheng was wearing a three-piece suit, with an elite face and a calm expression. He secretly wiped the corners of his eyes by taking off his glasses and wiping them.

He used to be a well-known top music manager in the industry, and all the songs and singers that he had his eyes on had not been successful and became popular after passing through his hands.

After eight years in the industry, there are countless myths created by Luo Sheng.

Five years ago, after winning three divine comedies in a row, Luo Sheng resigned from his previous music company and founded Shengge Studio with his friends on the basis of the commission he saved from work, specializing in the production, distribution and marketing of songs. Over the past few years, it has gained a firm foothold in the industry.

Luo Sheng, from Luo's manager, gradually became Luo's president. With a pair of discerning eyes, he became a god in eight years and became one of the legends in the industry.

But in fact, many people have unknowingly forgotten that the legend has not been in the industry for eight years.

Before becoming a music manager, Luo Sheng used the pseudonym Luo Sheng and worked as an original singer for two years. He started out with a small fire, then plunged straight down to the center of the earth, and finally changed his career and tried to become a music manager in order to make ends meet.

Luo Sheng put the cleaned glasses back on the bridge of his nose, probably because he put them on too hard, and he actually felt his nose a little sore.

Becoming a top music manager is not so easy, at least when you are not famous, how to convince the other party through self-introduction is a difficult task.

Especially when talking about my past career, my chest often hurts like a scar being pulled open.

"Huh? Luo Sheng, it sounds familiar. Has he ever sung any songs?"

"Is Luo Sheng the original singer of "XX"? I haven't heard it, I've only heard the cover."

"Luo Sheng? Is there someone like this among the singers?"

"What if someone recognized me with a face full of surprise?" Luo Sheng suddenly had an inexplicable hypothesis in his mind.

maybe.

In the next second, he smiled softly, and pressed "2" on the scoring device for a full score.

Luo Sheng raised his head and looked at Yi Xiao who was standing in the bright center of the stage from the dim professional judging seats, with undisguised appreciation and vague envy in his eyes.

There are too many stars in this circle, and the stars that are submerged in the light of the Milky Way account for the majority.

Not every star is lucky enough to wait for his own light to return to him when he becomes dim.

Yi Xiao's final tutor score was 28 points, and the professional review score was [-] points, which was a tie with Tan Jiaxi.

But Yi Xiao knew as soon as the score came out that he would probably lose to Tan Jiaxi in this competition.

There is always a gap that cannot be ignored between popular themes and niche themes.

His songs can impress singers and actors who have experienced troughs, and fans who have chased stars, but they cannot touch the hearts of everyone on the scene like Tan Jiaxi's "Mother".

But for Yi Xiao, he didn't really care much about the score for this competition.

The desire to confide surpassed the determination to win or lose, and emotions overwhelmed reason for the first time.

In the previous episodes, he could roughly guess what range his score would fall in when the competition stage was completed.

But this time, when the song was over, he had only one thought left:

He wanted to hug Jiang Qinian.

And he did.

After the game, Yi Xiao didn't even have time to change his clothes, so he asked Xiao Liu to take him to the hospital.

Li Chen knew what he wanted to do, he didn't say he was crazy, but expressed his acquiescence with silence, and let Yi Xiao run to get together with Jiang Qinian again on the cusp of this storm.

Jiang Qinian didn't sleep either, absently flipping through a book in the small living room of the ward, his mind was still filled with Yi Xiao's affectionate eyes looking at the camera before the end of the performance.

"Thank you, come to me."

According to Yi Xiao's explanation in the program, he will give this song to everyone who walks here with him.

Thanks to their company and support, he has the opportunity and strength to stand on the stage again.

Those people must include me, right?

So this sentence is also aimed at me.

Jiang Qinian boldly and self-willedly said this sentence in his head and took it as his own, and his heart was filled with sweetness.

The door of the ward was pushed open, and Yi Xiao, who was trotting up all the way, and Jiang Qinian, who was in a daze, looked at each other.

"You're here!" Jiang Qinian's eyes were full of surprise, he put down the book in his hand, and walked towards Yi Xiao with brisk steps.

Yi Xiao stepped forward in three steps, stretched out his long arms, and hugged Jiang Qinian into his arms.

"I miss you, so I'm here."

Jiang Qinian stopped abruptly what he was about to say, his heart and eyes were filled with joy, and his heart was hot.

Unknown when the wind blew outside the window, and the wind whistled and flapped against the window.

He suddenly thought of two lines of poetry.

"The wind and rain are like darkness, and the rooster crows endlessly."

"Since seeing a gentleman, Yunhu is not happy."

Jiang Qinian swallowed what he hadn't said, obediently replied "Yes", and then tried to hug Yi Xiao back with his bound arms in a strange manner.

His stature was smaller than Yi Xiao's, and his upper arms were bound so he couldn't move. He said he was hugging him back, but in fact he only had one pair of hands dishonestly touching Yi Xiao's back. Slowly, it made people breathe harder. .

"Wrong." Yi Xiao said in a hoarse voice, holding Jiang Qinian's troubled hand on his waist, "It should be like this."

"Have you learned it? Keep your arms tighter. The tighter you hold, the better."

"Hold it tight, and you won't be able to escape."

Yi Xiao lowered his head slightly, and slowly pressed his upper body towards Jiang Qinian.

The distance is too close, so that both of them can feel the slight wetness from the warm breath on the face when the other breathes.

Some itchy.

It's still hot.

In the cramped space, the air seems to be thinned by the addition of another person.

The heartbeat is accelerating, and time is magnified in the passage of time.

The Adam's apple rolled, and the throat was still dry after swallowing.

Jiang Qinian was gradually out of breath, his legs began to weaken, and his body couldn't help but lean back.

The emotion in Yi Xiao's eyes deepened, and he moved his hands to Jiang Qinian's waist, clasping his waist with a slight force to switch the direction of the two.

Jiang Qinian leaned his back against the door panel, his body was supported, but he began to get nervous, his gaze could not help moving down, and his hands clenched Yi Xiao's clothes tightly.

"Don't drag here."

Yi Xiao chuckled, took Jiang Qinian's hand with his left hand and covered his chest.

"It's better to use a little more force."

"If you feel uncomfortable, you can push it away."

He continued to get closer and said softly: "Is it okay?"

Jiang Qinian's eyelashes trembled slightly, he closed his eyes, and raised his face slightly, silently acquiescing.

"good."

Yi Xiao made a hoarse voice, and covered it gently.

The author has something to say: do not write reading comprehension

Give me a direct kiss! (dangerous speech