"Wang Xinxue, get ready, you will be on stage soon."
The performances of the drama department and the musical instrument team were both above the standard, which made He Kun's face look much better.
The next step is to watch the singing team, which is also the most stressful program.
In fact, neither he nor Li Jianhua expected Wang Xinxue to be able to compete with Yu Meimei and Jiao Lixiu, as long as they could complete the singing smoothly. After all, the chorus that follows is their final "bet".
Wang Xinxue was already under great pressure, and when she heard Luo Yi's praise of Ye Ning, she felt even more depressed. At this moment, it was even difficult to breathe.
I was extremely nervous and began to feel nauseated again.
Li Jianhua saw that something was wrong with her expression, and quickly comforted her: "Don't be nervous, you will still look the same as you usually do."
She is also an experienced lead singer and will not suffer from stage fright at times like this.
If it were Wang Xinxue in the past, she really wouldn't know it, but since that incident happened to her, it has become an indelible shadow in her heart. So much so that she would be afraid of an accident every time she went on stage, especially the more important the performance, the heavier this fear would be.
And the gazes from the Southwest Art Troupe made her feel like a ray of light on her back.
"Captain, I...I..."
The word "no" was already on his lips. At this time, the performance on the stage also ended, and there was a round of applause.
Li Jianhua patted her shoulder and said, "Come on stage."
The host's voice then sounded.
The members of the musical instrument team walked backstage one after another, and Xu Mingyu also had a satisfied smile on his face.
Everyone soon heard Wang Xinxue's name. Now it was impossible for Wang Xinxue to retreat even if she wanted to, and she walked onto the stage with stiff steps.
The moment I stood in the center of the stage, every hair on my body trembled.
Scenarios of various mistakes appeared in her mind, making her want to go crazy.
And there were faces in the audience looking at her expressionlessly, as if they were trying to see through her.
The palm of my hand holding the microphone was already covered with sweat, and it was sticky and uncomfortable.
His wandering eyes kept flickering, as if he was escaping from something.
Wang Xinxue's state made the members of the Southwest Art Troupe speechless and laughing.
"Is she really the lead singer? How come she was promoted temporarily?"
Immediately, someone couldn't help but laugh.
With such a timid attitude, the newcomer is nothing more than that.
"Even if you are pushed up temporarily, you can't be frightened into this kind of virtue, right?"
Li Jianxin's heart skipped a beat, his brows twisted into knots, and he wanted to rush forward and command Wang Xinxue.
Everyone in the audience looked more serious.
Wang Xinxue swallowed hard, trying to relieve her tension.
Until the music started, her mind went blank.
The first sentence he spoke was in the wrong key, and he had to adjust it in a panic.
This kind of opening can be described as "disaster".
Li Jianhua's expression was extremely ugly. He never thought that Wang Xinxue would really lose his temper at the most critical moment.
He Kun also had a stern face, and his relaxed mood just now became tense again because of Wang Xinxue.
"What happened to her?"
It definitely shouldn't be at this level.
Li Jianhua didn't know how to explain it at all, and he had even thought about the fate that Wang Xinxue might face after this time.
The jeers from the Southwest Art Troupe grew louder and louder, and in the end even Luo Yi was unable to stop them.
Luo Yi shook his head helplessly. He was very familiar with Wang Xinxue's situation.
It was obviously a nervous error caused by excessive pressure. The same situation has happened to other art troupes before.
It seems that this girl's ability to withstand stress is still a bit poor.
Wang Xinxue also realized how bad her singing was. Thinking of her situation these days, as well as the ridicule, contempt and nervousness of everyone around her, she was gradually replaced by the desire to perform.
The trembling singing began to become steady, and finally gradually entered the state.
But even if she finally overcomes her fear, it won't change the fact that her performance is mediocre.
After the song was sung, there was even a brief moment of silence.
After about a few seconds, there was symbolic applause from below.
Wang Xinxue pursed her lips tightly and used all her strength to keep smiling as she walked off the stage.
Apart from sighing, Li Jianhua no longer knew what expression to make.
When Wang Xinxue came to him, he reluctantly patted her shoulder.
"Captain, I'm sorry, did I mess up?"
Wang Xinxue's eyes turned red.
"It doesn't matter. It's normal to be nervous. Your performance in the second half is okay." Li Jianhua consoled her heartily, after all, she still needed to lead the chorus.
Wang Xinxue felt the dazzling gazes all around her, and silently said to herself that there was still a chance. As long as she performed well in the chorus, there was still time for anything.
He Kun was obviously dissatisfied and wanted to scold him, but Xu Mingyu stopped him with his eyes.
He Kun tensed his face and looked away, suppressing his anger.
This performance is no small matter. Everyone is striving for perfection, but only Wang Xinxue is in trouble.
"Captain Li, your lead singer is not a newbie, is she? You are really taking care of her by arranging her to sing solo at this level." Zhao Xiaoling's teasing voice sounded, and then she looked specifically in the direction of Ye Ning and Zheng Shuyun.
"Is this what you call enjoying the stage? You are actually enjoying it. It's a pity that the leaders have to listen to such nonsense."
Zhao Xiaoling didn't care at all that He Kun and Xu Mingyu were there, and just laughed directly.
Because she was telling the truth, her level was comparable to that of the sweeping aunties in their art troupe.
The atmosphere on both sides instantly became extremely awkward.
"Xiaoling, how can you say that?" Luo Yi first glared at Zhao Xiaoling, and then quickly apologized to He Kun and the others, "I'm really sorry, the little girl doesn't know what to say, don't be as knowledgeable as her. "
Not only was He Kun's face burning, but almost everyone else was.
Just because of Wang Xinxue's abnormal performance, the Northeastern Art Troupe became the laughing stock of the other party.
Zhao Xiaoling's goal was achieved, and her face was full of gloating.
He Kun, Xu Mingyu, and Li Jianhua didn't speak, so naturally the others could only endure it silently.
Wang Xinxue, who was already unpopular, has now become a sinner of the Northeastern Art Troupe, and everyone's attitude towards her is extremely indifferent.
Wang Xinxue knew she was in the wrong, but she said nothing.
The performance still had to go on, so Li Jianhua cheered up as quickly as possible.
"Don't be discouraged, everyone, we must be at our best for the next chorus!"
But the louder he shouted, the less confident he felt.
There must be no more mistakes in the chorus!
