Dressed as a substitute lover of a wealthy old man

Pei Xiangyu walked in front, but he didn't see Tong Yuan following him for a long time. He turned around, and the child fell a few steps behind him, with his head lowered, followed absently, and didn't even notice that he stopped, bumping his head on him .

Pei Xiangyu: ...

Tong Yuan: ...

"What do you think?"

I don't think you are taking the wrong medicine!

Tong Yuan rubbed his forehead and glanced at Pei Xiangyu: "You are so kind to me, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

With the expected reaction, Pei Xiangyu smiled, patted Tong Yuan on the shoulder, and encouraged, "You can do it."

"Ah."

Tong Yuan agreed without confidence, and asked expectantly, "Will you stay?"

The child has everything he thinks in his heart on his face. It's simple at best, but stupid at worst. Pei Xiangyu likes this very much, so he doesn't hesitate to coax him more patiently.

He raised the corner of his mouth and asked knowingly, "Do you want me to stay?"

"Of course."

Seeing him watching, Tong Yuan lowered his head a little embarrassedly, walked around him in a panic and walked to the front.

Pei Xiangyu smiled slightly, followed and grabbed Tong Yuan by the back collar: "As you wish, you will be rewarded for your good performance."

"What reward?"

"You can do whatever you want, go ahead."

At the entrance of the stage, Pei Xiangyu patted him on the back and sent him away. Tong Yuan turned around with a ignorant face, and his palms wrapped in bandages were slightly sweaty.

He hadn't experienced such a mood before going on stage for a long time, and the little attention that was finally distracted to Pei Xiangyu just now was gathered back, and there was a long-lost excitement.

He plugged in the earphones, turned on the piece of music that he had already memorized several times, and revisited the content of the upcoming performance until the field controller called him to enter the stage.

The recording of the program was just in time for the halftime break, and Tong Yuan arrived at the contestant viewing booth, not surprisingly attracting a lot of attention.

He didn't care, and sat down on the seat reserved for him next to Feng Xiaonan.

"Why did he leave you behind? Didn't make things difficult for you! What's his relationship with Qiao Ning?"

Before Tong Yuan could sit still, Feng Xiaonan's questions came one after another.

It was probably hard to convince Feng Xiaonan that Pei Xiangyu really wouldn't do anything to him, Tong Yuan had given up on explaining this point, he skipped the first two questions directly, but was very interested in the last one.

"Don't you know their relationship?"

"do not know."

Feng Xiaonan shook his head, Tong Yuan was a little surprised, the relationship between these two people is not well known.

As soon as he sat down firmly on his side, cheers erupted from the auditorium. Tong Yuan looked up at the stage. It turned out that Qiao Ning was on the stage accompanied by the staff, standing on the sidelines and talking in a low voice.

The surroundings also became lively, and the voices of emotion were endless.

"I can have this popularity anytime, I'm almost waking up laughing in my dream!"

"At that time, you will get annoyed, and people will follow you wherever you go, so you will be so troublesome."

"If you can't eat grapes, say the grapes are sour. I'm still happy to have this kind of trouble."

"Hey, I always thought that Qiao Ning was an ordinary person with no background just like us. I used him as an example to encourage myself, but today it seems that is not the case..."

I don't know who started it, but the topic went off in the direction of gossip. As a member of gossip, Tong Yuan has no interest after listening to it.

During this short period of time, the audience in the audience has cheered no less than three times. For example, Qiao Ning said "Hi" when he was trying the wheat, and Qiao Ning waved to a certain place in the audience, or Qiao Ning came from the side of the stage under the command of the staff. Come up, and when you arrive at the designated spot, a picture will be lit up.

Tong Yuan turned sideways and asked Feng Xiaonan: "What is this for?"

"It's time for the guest show!" Feng Xiaonan rubbed his hands excitedly, "This is the first time I've seen him live, I want to go to the auditorium!"

Tong Yuan: ...

About half an hour later, the stage lights came back on, and the host came on stage with a microphone and announced Qiao Ning's name.

Qiao Ning came on stage calmly amidst the cheers of the audience. The typhoon had already revealed a bit of stability. He said some scene words of thanks for the support, without too many words, and nodded to the band.

The show has officially begun.

As soon as the prelude sounded, the audience cheered like a tsunami.

The excitement was not only in the audience seats, but also in the contestants' seats. The most intuitive thing was that Feng Xiaonan grabbed his arm excitedly and said excitedly, "It's Qiao Ning's famous song!"

He also didn't express anything about it, the further the melody went, the deeper his frown became.

This is Qiao Ning's famous song?

Why does it sound so familiar?

I think back then he sat in front of the piano for half an hour to compose the song, and spent another week writing the lyrics. Once it was released, it severely blocked the mouths of those trolls. Now that it’s changed to a different place, how could it become someone else’s property.

"Who gave him this song."

"Teacher Lin Xuyan, Qiao Ning's first single after his debut! Rising Sun Dongsheng Studio tailor-made it for him!"

Speaking of Qiao Ning's development process, Feng Xiaonan is very familiar with it.

Tong Yuan went in one ear and out the other, wondering if it might be channeling.

Or the original author was lazy when writing the book and put his things on Qiao Ning.

This made him find someone to reason with.

The prelude was over during the conversation, and when Qiao Ning opened her voice, even the lyrics were accurate.

The slightly hoarse boyish voice fits well with the atmosphere in which he wrote this song. Listening to Qiao Ning's live performance, his talent is beyond doubt, but his skills are slightly lacking. Given time, he will definitely achieve great achievements.

"Not bad." Tong Yuan boasted sincerely.

Aside from the inexplicable naming of someone else's name, Qiao Ning's interpretation is quite satisfactory to him, the original author. There are a few shortcomings, and it can be called a white jade with minor flaws, just waiting for natural carvings.

It can be regarded as not burying this song.

Offstage, it was also the first time Pei Xiangyu saw Qiao Ning live.

The surroundings almost became a chorus, and some people even sang and cried.He was first surprised by the audience's support, and then surprised by Qiao Ning's performance on stage.

He always believed that Qiao Ning was serious, and that made him even angrier.

This grotesque circle was only superficially glamorous, and he didn't want Qiao Ning to be involved in it, and let people who didn't want to do it judge him.But Qiao Ning's troublesome rebellious period came a bit late, and he never hesitated to disobey him.

At the end of the song, Pei Xiangyu was drowned in the deafening cheers, and watched Qiao Ning bow and leave the stage with a cold expression.

The restlessness in the ear gradually quieted down, and soon there was a different voice.

"Are we going to Tongyuan next?"

"Yes, yes, Tong Yuan is the one who opened Weibo this week. I'm almost bored to death. I want to see the scene of his car accident right now."

"Me too, but to be honest, I really like his face. Sometimes he really looks a bit like Qiao Ning... In the episode I dialed two days ago, his look was absolutely amazing!"

"But he sings so sincerely that I can barely knock it off without opening my mouth."

"Didn't you say that there are people behind his back? Look at what he was like in the past and what he was like in the last show. These days, there are more and more barriers to entry in the entertainment industry. But anyone with a good-looking face climbs into the bed of a rich family. It can be turned into gold inlaid with jade!"

"Who said that Qiao Ning is also good-looking, and there are no such messy things on him!"

"Stop--follow him, just follow him, don't open your eyes and talk nonsense, I haven't forgotten the number one search between him and Ye Zixuan a few days ago, how dare you say he is clean?"

"The two of them are true love!!! I don't care what I say... yes..."

The girl who spoke suddenly broke into a shell, and slowly faded away.

The other two followed her gaze, and saw that the man who had been sitting in front with a straight face turned around at some point and looked at them unfriendly.

Suddenly, a sonorous string attracted everyone's attention, Pei Xiangyu swept the girls who were chattering around, and turned around indifferently.

On the dark stage, under the spotlight, there is a figure with fluttering long gown, thin shoulder blades are looming under the light white thin gown, every time that figure moves, there is the sound of "clank" flowing along his shoulders and arms out.

After the three strings sounded, the light and shadow changed, and the whole studio seemed to escape into another time and space, full of indescribable silence.

"Is this a guzheng?"

"Guqin! The sound of your Guzheng!"

"True playing and fake playing? It's the soundtrack..."

"It must be the soundtrack, can you play it behind your back without showing it?"

"Is this the Tong Yuan group?"

"Yes, just now the host said, Tong Yuan and Feng Xiaonan."

"This painting style seems to be different from the previous ones..."

Another ancient sound resounded throughout the audience, the stage light turned, and another beam of chasing light came down. Another dancer in black short clothes listened to the sound for a while, then moved at the sound, stretched his long arms lightly, and danced Of.

The qin player seemed to feel something, stopped his hands and got up, bent his waist and stretched his legs, tossed and moved as if his body was as light as a swallow, and finally rolled to the ground, holding the qin and getting up.

It's Tong Yuan.

The author has something to say: I am adjusting my schedule recently, the update time is not sure yet, it must be at night, but I don’t know how late...

The adjustment will be confirmed, thank you for your support!