The days of leading the winery to build infrastructure together

"Three two one!"

Bolivar breathed a sigh of relief and looked up in the direction of his hand

"You lost!!!" Amuro was stunned for a second, and then let out a hearty laugh. He threw himself on Zhu Fu Jingguang, tightly wrapped his arms around the opponent's shoulders and shook him back and forth.

"Stop, stop!!" Zhu Fu Jingguang grabbed his arm and rolled his eyes from being strangled.

"If you strangle him to death, you can only sing on stage." Bolivar glanced at him and added.

Amuro's movements froze, he let go of the opponent in an instant, and then graciously straightened the bass on the opponent's body.

"Come on, Hikari..." Amuro revealed a bright smile.Zhu Fu Jingguang coughed several times, glared at him angrily, and then stretched out his hand to give him a dizzy blow.

"Let's go." Bolivar also coughed twice with a smile.Unexpectedly.When the other party passed by, he raised his hand very naturally, and smiled at himself, boom——.

Bolivar gasped and covered his forehead.It must have been knocked red!

"Okay, I feel much more comfortable." Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at the red marks on the foreheads of the two people, and frowned, "Come on, time is running out, come on stage."

"Which song do you want to sing, Ah Guang?"

"...Don't come so fast." Zhu Fu Jingguang struggled for two seconds with a good temper, but resigned to his fate.

"it is good."

"Then 'don't go'."

"Hey——! Isn't this a sad song! The atmosphere is too bad!"

"I don't want to sing this song either!"

"Iron-armed Astro Boy!"

"Shut up, Polly!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang gritted his teeth. He thought of several songs at once, but he crossed them all by himself. In addition, other people at the scene were already urging, and the curtain was about to rise.Which one to choose!Can't be too embarrassing, can't be too abrupt...

Ahhhhh!

Why put me through this kind of thing! !

In the eyes of Toru Amuro and Bolivar watching the show, he finally squeezed out a sentence: "Riding on the back of a silver dragon!"

"Oh, this song is not easy to sing! And the style..." Toru Amuro struggled, "Is it too serious?"

"It's okay, we can all cooperate with you." Seeing that the other party was getting anxious, Bolivar hurriedly said, "Just this one, and then you can sing the song of the traveler, get used to loneliness, etc..."

"The drums are quite strong, it should be fine..." Bolivar could only pray that these models could adapt.

In the end, Zhu Fu Jingguang was imprisoned in the middle by the two guys, and he drove the duck to the shelf to occupy the C position.

With the sound of the guitar slowly passing by, Zhu Fu Jingguang took a deep breath and subconsciously smiled: "Like a fledgling bird that still can't fly, I still lament that my strength is not strong enough..."

"I'll shout! Let's go!"

There was a buzzing sound from the audience, and the sound from the speakers above the entire stage was huge. Even if it wasn't a very intense song, it was so loud that people's ears were buzzing.

At the climax of the song, Bolivar's eyes lit up.He knocked hard on the cymbal at hand a few times, and felt the heart that had been beating steadily in his chest speed up several times, a large amount of blood surged up, and his face flushed red.

"What's next!"

"Here's a song by Michael Jackson!" Bolivar shouted, and he saw that the other two people seemed to be infected by the atmosphere, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Okay!" Toru Amuro immediately changed the tone, and his fingers turned flowers on the guitar.

"Wait—" Zhu Fu Jingguang wanted to say that he couldn't remember the lyrics, but the other two animals who were having fun didn't listen to what he said at all. Shaking his head, he made an unknown sound.

He bite the bullet and sang a few lines, and then he forgot the words, so he could only choose to let go of his own humming and shouting: "Wow, ahhh..."

Fortunately, the audience in the audience didn't notice that he forgot the lyrics at all, and thought it was for the live effect, so they sang the lyrics together in a very face-saving manner.

"Aooooooow..." Several people played down the tune, and three people howled ghostly on stage, relying entirely on the rhythmic cymbals and drums to give the models tips on how to grasp the rhythm.The rest of the performance can be described as fragmented.

As the saying goes, with passion, the details are less important.This grass-stage group danced wildly with demons, and even calmed down the scene.

They stood in the middle of the stage near the right, and Zhu Fu Jingguang stood closer to the aisle.

When he sang the last line, he saw the red-haired model named Jane walking over in a long skirt, the hem of the skirt dragging the floor, and there were huge metal wings on the back, swaying as he walked.

He was shaken by the murderous smile on the other party's face, and the movement that should have been backed up in time stopped there, and he stepped on Chianti's skirt at once.

Chianti was dragged a bit, but luckily she stopped in time, took a step back as if nothing had happened, and at the same time gave Zhu Fu Jingguang a hard look.

Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled awkwardly and lifted his foot. He watched the other party stepping up to the front with a twist and a twist.Maybe I was wrong?

Chianti's figure disappeared behind the curtain, her face changed instantly, and she trotted all the way to the dressing table.

"Quick, quick! Change into new clothes!" Her two assistants jumped on her, one pulling the skirt and the other picking the wings.

"Ah! Take it easy! You're pulling my hair!" Chianti gasped, and the wings curled up with her hair.

"Coco! Coco!! Hurry up! You'll be next! Why haven't you come to line up yet!"

"I haven't changed into my next dress yet... ouch~!" Mr. Houston's daughter, a girl named Coco, screamed and stamped her feet, and slapped her assistant, "You squeezed my flesh!"

"It hurts!"

The zipper was pulled too fast, directly pinching the skin on the surface.

"This dress is stuck! I can't take it off!" The assistant was sweating profusely.

The whole backstage was very messy, with more than a dozen models and corresponding assistant makeup artists, everyone was going crazy.

"Hurry up! The last model is about to walk back!"

"Where's the person in charge? The person in charge?" When he was so anxious, the person in charge dropped the link and disappeared.

"The supervisor felt a stomachache 3 minutes ago..." The acting supervisor was about to cry.After the previous supervisor was killed, the acting supervisor became the incumbent. She was just an inexperienced newcomer who was promoted. This was the first time she was in charge of this matter.

Hearing this, Rachel laughed angrily: "Your background management really opened my eyes."

"The person in charge is not here, right? Listen to me now." She looked over with a cold look, stopping the acting director's objection.

"Tell the model on stage! Delay! Give her a signal!" Rachel took the time to glance at the stage, um, very good, the other party is also a veteran, and she found that the people behind were procrastinating halfway, and she was already subconsciously Slow down the pace and speed.

"And you! What are you doing in mother-in-law!" Rachel rushed over with frowning eyebrows and grabbed Ke Ke's clothes, "This is a project that our company has invested a lot of money in!"

"Can't take it off? If you can't take it off, won't you just cut it?"

She took out the scissors, clicked twice, and cut the feather dress that cost thousands of dollars into pieces.

"Hurry up! Come out! Change into new clothes!"

"If you can't take it off, tear it off! Cut it off!"

"No matter what, you must come to the stage within the specified time!"

"Our president! There are also two branch managers who went to the front desk to be a band for your catwalk!" Rachel couldn't get angry when she thought of Bolivar's operation.

"You are so mother-in-law and procrastinating, do you feel sorry for them!" Rachel released the aura of a big boss from all over her body. At this moment, she replaced the original background manager and became the command center.

"You! Anna! The second! You should follow!"

"Hurry up! Don't worry about dropping your boots!"

"My hair got caught!"

"stop it now!"

"That can't be cut!"

"Cut your clothes if you can't cut your hair!"

"Her makeup! Be careful not to rub it off!"

"There is no kung fu to pull the head off! Just split the clothes and arrange this model to the end! Where is the dresser! Where is the dresser! Hurry up and seal her clothes with fishing line. You don't have to sew so well! The back coat is in the way You don’t need to sew any more, you just need to wear it without falling off!”

"Hiss—Rachel is so fierce." Hal covered his mouth with emotion.The models are all girls, and he can't help, as if he is a transparent person, being picked up and down with disgust by the assistants who come and go.

Chianti stepped off the stage again, tore off the clothes on his body, and then grabbed the assistant's accessories, his movements were so busy that there were afterimages, he almost didn't even look at them, and put those things on himself.

Maybe it was too much movement. When she was putting on the clothes, the clothes were too tight. She used too much force and pulled off the metal hanger of the clothes, and the whole clothes snapped into two halves.Looking at the wreckage in her hand, the assistants around stood still.

"God..."

"This time the theme is metal! This is the most important prop...it fell..."

"What should I do! Glue it on?"

"No! The metal is too heavy. I can't sew it, and the other side is metal, so I can't put a needle at all..."

"Manager Rachel! Manager Rachel!!" The servant girl shouted hastily.

"This..." Rachel glanced at the huge metal chain, with a large cross hanging from the back, and the whole thing weighed seven or eight catties, very heavy.

"Just hold it in your hand and use it as a prop."

"Uh, that's fine too..." The little girl took a look and quickly agreed with the idea, "Come on! Big sister! Take it!"

She stuffed the thing into the Chianti's hand, pulled out her sewing needle, held the Chianti down, and repaired the tear on her body.

"quick……"

"There are still two models in front..." The people around kept urging.

Another model ran down the stage with bare feet, and she shouted: "It's all because of that blind guitarist! My shoe fell on the stage! Be careful when you go up!"

"Aren't there any assistants on site? Let them pick up the shoes!" Rachel was also stunned. She inserted her fingers into her hair and shouted, pulling her neck.

"It's set! It's set! They've been notified!"

Bolivar stopped the buzzing metal cymbal with his hand, and when he cut the song, he saw a shoe lying on the floor in front of him.

Ah, this.

Toru Amuro regained his senses from the immersion in the pleasure of this song, only to realize that there was a shoe lying next to him for some reason.He looked back and found that another model was approaching. He raised his leg and kicked it, sending the shoe flying into the shadow of the audience.

"Okay, let's go on. Let's come to the ending..." Toru Amuro urged nonchalantly, the guitar in his hand paused, and changed the tune again.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was still in a daze, and didn't understand Toru Amuro's words.

He almost lost his voice, sweat was all over his forehead, and he was out of breath. He felt that this performance was more tiring than his previous training in school.

"What? What last song?"

"The last song, are you happy, Luchuan? There is only the last closing model left." Bolivar laughed.

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