The real young master was forced to debut [entertainment circle]

[Piano master! 】

[The ribbon is so beautiful, whose stage design is it?Beautiful fried!The man who can't even get the ribbon stuck. 】

[It's a pity that these hands are enough for me to lick for a lifetime. If it weren't for An Gou, my Zai Zai's hands should have been flawless. 】

[Unlucky, please don't mention her, thank you. 】

【Zai Zai is the best, mom will always love you! 】

There were ear-piercing screams in the audience, spanning twelve degrees, leaping and jumping, bony fingers fluttering on the keys, and the lights glowed with a transparent luster.

Shang Lianyin approached the microphone, and the singing voice took off along with the sound of the piano, slowly climbing from the lowest pitch.

The bass is hoarse and mellow, and the treble is clear, like a falcon leaping up from the bottom of the valley, piercing through the clouds to the light.

A performance brought everyone to a climax.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 】

【The sound range is really amazing. How many CDs I have eaten, I feel like I can't breathe when I listen to it. 】

[Just tried this paragraph, and almost left this beautiful world. 】

[You can sing like this while sitting, please learn from other idols. 】

[Yin Zai: Seriously, I'm even afraid of myself. 】

[Hahaha, true reflections. 】

【Brother Yin is serious only on stage. 】

[Do you want to lose face?low profile. 】

The live broadcast that day was quickly trending, and even his childhood stage was picked up.

#Music Prodigy Merchant Lianyin#

#Star Dream#

#商思音二公 Stage Piano#

#Treble God Iron Lung Little Prince#

Seeing the top trending search, Motang felt unprecedented pride. She still has a lot of material, which must be released to let everyone know about his treasure boy.

She released the archaeological videos she had collected one by one. She cannot own such a beautiful stage alone.

[Is Dream of the Stars his song?My treasure, what else do you not know? 】

Mo Tang clutched the freshly released backstage kissing photo that was just taken in the camera, feeling heartbroken that she couldn't show her CP to the world.

I can only use all my efforts on actively Amway and the Lord.

Angel Amore: Let me know about the music prodigy. She is good at all kinds of musical instruments and is proficient in piano, violin, cello, flute, electronic drum and other musical instruments.

At the age of four, he participated in a European tour and played for the Queen of England; at the age of five, he tried to compose nursery rhymes such as "Star Dream", "Colorful Candy", and "Happy Children"; at the age of seven, he held a violin recital, which received unanimous praise.

The latest masterpiece "FIRE" is also the global spokesperson for MEET, CHERISH and LOT.

[However, I am uneducated, so I can say a word that goes all over the world. 】

[There are walls between people. 】

【yyds!】

["Star Dream" and "Colorful Candy" are actually his songs. 】

[The song that grew up with me in childhood was written when he was five years old! 】

[I was still playing with mud when I was five years old. 】

The Lotuses watched the videos of their idols repeatedly, while Shang Yan's eyes kept falling on Shang Lianyin's wrist.

Although he was glad that there was no mistake in the performance just now, it was a pity that the wound still made him worry.He just noticed that Shang Lianyin changed hands when holding the microphone. In the past, there were a small number of hand gestures when singing, but today there are obviously fewer movements.

"Let the doctor come here."

The song ended in a five-person harmony, and the moment the stage lights fell, it seemed to be surrounded by love.

Shang Lianyin gasped for breath and looked at the golden sea of ​​lights, listening to the screams and shouts under the stage felt unprecedented warmth.

This is probably his most satisfying stage in recent times.

It seems that his piano skills are not as bad as he imagined, and he can still do well.

His hand holding the microphone was shaking, and his fingertips even felt stiff.

The blood soaked the silk scarf, and fell to the floor along the silk scarf like a splashed red flower, rich and magnificent.

As long as you take the first step, the rest will become easier.

Life doesn't start too late.

After leaving the stage, a group of people nervously waited for the results to be announced.

"Nervous, it's an exciting time again." Qi Dongdong twitched his fingers.

Siran also turned his head and asked Shang Lianyin: "I didn't break the sound just now... Fortunately, you are back, if I stay with you in Huaqiang, I will spend half my life."

Shang Lianyin smiled lightly: "You sing well, the audience will like it, don't rush to deny yourself."

His voting channel has been closed, he won't have any votes, but for some reason, he feels more nervous than when he was first.

It seems that gradually there is a desire to be recognized by others.

He sat indoors for a while, then Shang Yan quietly went to the door and waved to him.

"Brother, come out."

Shang Lianyin looked at the number of votes that had not yet announced the results, hesitated for a moment, and went out quietly.

Seeing the two leaving, Ling Jinbai unconsciously turned his eyes away from the door. Thinking of the kiss before going on stage, his nerves went numb.

As the president of the Gossip Growth Association, he is obliged to explore the truth of the incident for everyone so that everyone can get a candy to eat.

"Let's go, step ahead, who wants to follow me?" Ling Jinbai began to gather his accomplices.

Qi Dongdong raised his hand first: "Let's go, let's go, me, me, me."

The two hid behind the door one after the other and headed out the door. Siran and Han Xu held their ground with their hands on their knees.

Want to see votes, but also want to see them.

what--

uncomfortable.

Let's eat melon!

You have to know the number of votes sooner or later, but you may not be able to eat melons if you arrive late.

The two looked at each other and chose to follow tacitly.

Outside the door, as soon as Shang Lianyin came out, Shang Yan took his hand to remove the ribbon on his wrist: "Let me see your hand."

As soon as the silk scarf was untied, the blood-stained bandage was exposed, and the blood color spread from light to deep along the wound around the wrist.

"Fuck..." Qi Dongdong's eyes widened suddenly when he saw the wound, and his body started to move before his brain.

Seeing that he was going to rush out, Ling Jinbai quickly pulled him back: "Hey, don't make trouble."

"Brother Yin injured his hand, he came back to compete after that." Qi Dongdong was moved to tears, and Ling Jinbai couldn't help feeling distressed, but there seemed to be no special accident.

"Do you know that he didn't come to training because his hand was injured?" Siran asked Ling Jinbai's shoulder.

Ling Jinbai shook his head: "I don't know."

"Where did he go before?"

"He was kidnapped."

Siran: "Mist Grass! Is it true?"

Ling Jinbai: "Really, I didn't tell you because I didn't want to cause a riot. With your psychological quality, you will definitely perform a rollover."

Han Xu's eyes filled with tears: "I feel sorry for my brother, I knew he would not be allowed to take the stage, and he has no tickets."

Qi Dongdong rubbed his reddened eye sockets: "It's not easy to come to the competition after this, just because I don't want to affect us."

"I told you not to be brave." Shang Yan looked at the wound, as if he saw a monster with its mouth wide open to devour him.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was a little crying.Shang Lianyin's fingers were also trembling, trying to reach out to cover the wound but was forcefully grabbed.

"Go, go to the hospital first, it's over here."

Shang Lianyin hesitated slightly: "The votes have not been announced yet, so it's not good to leave now, just wait a little longer! I'll go in a while."

In fact, his sense of pain is not that sensitive, probably because of the body's self-protection mechanism, he doesn't feel pain.

"How can I do that! Of course it's your hands that matter! Your voting channel is closed, and the number of votes has nothing to do with you. You don't need to come back to participate. You don't need to participate in the three. Your votes are enough for you to enter the finals directly. "

No one stipulates that you must participate in a performance to make your debut. In Shang Yan's eyes, the established rules are not rules, and the rules are meant to be broken.

With Shang Lianyin's popularity, it's okay even if she doesn't participate in the performance. This kind of talent show is more than just popularity.

"Shang Yan, that's not fair to other people. You told me to respect the stage before." Probably after struggling at the bottom for too long, he could better understand the helplessness of the bottom, and the leap of class doesn't happen overnight.

"That was when you were not injured." Shang Yan muttered, he hated people who disrespected the stage, whoever dared to let him go, no matter what the reason, he would never cooperate with that person again, but...

Well, he is a double standard, where his brother is as important as the stage.

Shang Lianyin squeezed his hand: "What I want fans to see is my strength, not my financial resources."

He really could have been absent.

But thinking of those fans who came all the way to see him and cheer for him, they didn't want to live up to their expectations.

Who doesn't want their idol to have good looks, strength, works, and good character?

Tearing up with people on the Internet, I don't even have the confidence to protect my master for a while.

He wants fans to be more confident when they praise him, instead of——

My brother’s performance is not good because of something wrong with his ears, he hasn’t been on stage for a long time, something happened at home recently, he’s in a bad mood, his leg is injured, his waist is injured... Fans are struggling to find all kinds of reasons to support idols excuse.

Good is good, bad is bad.

When he first started paddling, so many people defended him and cared for him, using his tragic past as a fig leaf for paddling.

He doesn't want to be like that all the time.

Shang Yan looked at his serious expression, and couldn't help but want to kiss and hug him, why is his brother such a sensible person.

The more this happened, the more distressed he was.

"Then I'm also worried about you. I won't say those things in the future. Just treat me as a young and ignorant child with no taboo. Don't bother with me." Shang Yan put his arms around his waist and rubbed his cheek.

Shang Lianyin was quite helpless, and flicked his forehead: "What kind of childish nonsense are you at your age?"

"Then I don't care, you can't be angry with me."

"I asked the doctor to follow you. Re-bandage your wound. If possible, go to the hospital to take a picture to see if you have injured tendons or bones."

"Take good care of yourself, Dad and I will feel bad." Shang Yan took his hand and walked forward, Shang Lianyin listened quietly, letting him hold his hand, with a smile on his lips.

After the wound was re-bandaged, Shang Lianyin returned to Dachang after a busy night.

He tiptoed back to the dormitory, afraid of waking up Ling Jinbai.

As soon as the door was closed, when he turned his head, he saw a bunch of ghosts wearing white sheets and pale faces. The pale light hit their faces from the soles of their feet, and all of them stared at him with death eyes.

Shang Lianyin was taken aback, and just as he was about to rush out with his fist, Ling Jinbai quickly shook off the flashlight in his hand to decorate the atmosphere.

"Don't, don't, don't...it's me." Ling Jinbai knelt down with his head in his arms.

Shang Lianyin turned on the light, sat on the chair and looked at the few figures that appeared in the room with scrutiny.

Ling Jinbai, Qi Dongdong, Han Xu, and Siran are all as cute as cats.

Ling Jinbai pulled a stool and sat in front of him and asked him, "How is the wound? What did the doctor say?"

"Fortunately, the wound opened, and I only needed eight stitches." He said it lightly, the stitches he went to the plastic surgery hospital were more delicate than ordinary medical stitches.

It is said that the scars should be kept to the minimum as much as possible, and the laser scars will be removed after the recovery.It doesn't matter to him, it's not a big deal for a man to have a little scar.

It was Shang Yan and Shang Jingxing who almost cried.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing again.

"Eight stitches... It's just paying off... My brother, you are really not an ordinary person, are you made of iron?" Ling Jinbai rolled his eyes. If he had eight stitches, it would make the fans feel sorry for him.

Siran already felt pain in his heart when he heard the eight injections: "We will do the hard work in the future, you must not move."

Qi Dongdong also volunteered to squeeze beside him: "That's right, the wound will become infected if it touches water. Have you washed it? I'll wash your face for you."

Han Xu also raised his hand: "I can help you take a bath!"

Shang Lianyin: "..."

Dude, duck doesn't have to.

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感谢在2021-09-0423:59:59~2021-09-0622:06:20期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Cang;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!