——[I’m so blind, where did the show team get so many ugly people? 】
——[Is that man named Han Shuai a mango spirit? My chin can hold a pot of soy sauce...]
——[What mango, this is clearly a shoehorn face! 】
——[I am so miserable. I am enslaved by capitalists during the day, relax and watch variety shows at night, and have my aesthetics bullied by the ugly children of capitalists! 】
——[Seeing how confident they are makes me doubt my own aesthetics. 】
Netizens continued to complain, and fans in the audience had a lantern battle.
Amidst the screams one after another, Han Shuai felt as if he had become an international superstar, so he pushed his crotch harder and harder.
Others are not to be outdone.
Today’s group night has not only fans in the audience, but also many fashion brands, music producers, and film and television directors.
They will provide the resources in hand based on the performance of each member.
This is also the reason why Han Shuai fawns over Shen Zhaonan.
Hugging the Shen family's legs is equivalent to hugging the legs of the brands and directors.
——[Baojuan, my eyes! Male idols are prohibited from touching their crotch! 】
——[The sexual contraction is full! ! 】
——[Laughing to death, are you living in the Qing Dynasty? It’s so cheap to do it on stage for free! 】
The opening dance is over.
The host came on stage to introduce the next program. It was Qin Mu's turn.
Han Shuai approached Shen Zhaonan in a flattering manner, "Second Young Master, do you need me to talk to the sound and lighting teacher so that they don't cooperate with Qin Mu?"
Shen Zhaonan closed his eyes to rest, without opening his eyes, "No need."
"Second Young Master, you are so kind. You don't know that that poor boy Qin Mu asked for 30 million in liquidated damages, as if he had never seen money in his life."
"Quiet." Shen Zhaonan frowned and interrupted the noisy Han Shuai.
Han Shuai was so frightened that he immediately fell silent.
He knew that Shen Zhaonan was not kind.
On the contrary, it is contempt.
Because for him, people like Qin Mu are not worth his energy.
If you look closely at Shen Zhaonan's singing uniform, you will see that it looks like everyone else's, but both the materials and the tailoring are advanced custom-made.
Han Shuai is envious of everyone!
Such a young master with a golden spoon in his mouth took a fancy to Qin Mu's debut position, which can be regarded as a compliment to Qin Mu.
He wanted to see how Qin Mu could win the love of fans without makeup?
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At this time, the stage lights went out.
Many viewers in the audience were talking about Qin Mu's withdrawal.
"I'm confused, I'm obviously one step away from debuting!"
"How is Qin Mu's strength worthy of his debut?"
"He only has one face to look at. He must have a guilty conscience when he withdraws from the competition!"
"Unlucky! I don't want to see his stage, I can think of a disaster scene!"
On the side, Qin Mu's fans listened silently, with mixed feelings in their hearts.
At this time the stage lights came on.
The talking audience shut up after seeing the stage.
So celestial.
Compared with the exciting opening dance, the stage setting at this time is very simple.
There is only one person and one piano.
Qin Mu wore a blue and white hairband on his head and a wide-sleeved robe, which blended perfectly with his cold temperament.
The young man stood alone on the huge stage, accompanied by the guqin, and the mist filled the air, giving him an ethereal feeling of becoming an immortal.
The audience in front of the screen was also stunned.
——[Xiao Xianjun has descended to earth! 】
——[Gives me the illusion that a young man from an ancient family has traveled to modern times. 】
——[The makeup artist adds chicken legs! 】
As soon as Qin Mu appeared on the stage, the barrage exploded, and the number of viewers of the variety show continued to rise.
Backstage, Shen Zhaonan opened his eyes, his eyes gloomy.
"Who did Qin Mu's makeup?"
Everyone panicked and shook their heads.
Usually, everyone wears similar singing outfits and wears similar makeup.
But now, through the hands of the makeup and hair stylist, Qin Mu's pure and cold temperament is highlighted, as if everyone is his foil, overwhelming everyone.
Han Shuai rolled his eyes and said patiently: "Second Young Master, drink some water to calm down. Qin Mu is a loser, and his face is enough. Just wait for him to overturn."
Only then did Shen Zhaonan soften his expression.
He looked far away in the direction of the stage, but his sight was blocked by two people standing there.
Shen Zhaonan waved and asked his manager to clear away the people blocking his view.
The manager was a little embarrassed, "Second Young Master, they are Qin Mu's family members... quite difficult to deal with."
At this moment, a girl wearing a security uniform ran back to Qin Mu's parents holding a brown paper bag.
Qin Mu's mother: "Look at your sweat. Where have you gone?"
The girl smiled without saying a word, mysteriously.
Shen Zhaonan stared at the brown paper bag, a little curious.
He walked over and as soon as he said the word "you", the girl turned around and said with a serious face: "Shh! My second brother is going to perform. You feather duster can't hold back his words."
Shen Zhaonan: "..."
Feather duster? He doesn't look like a feather duster!
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On the stage, the sound of the piano sounded melodiously.
One person and one piano, it feels like traveling through thousands of years.
Someone in the audience heard it and said, "It's "Butterfly Lovers"."
The flowing clouds and flowing water are like weeping and complaining.
There is the lingering sadness of falling in love.
The tension of resisting marriage is severe.
The passionate grief of weeping souls casting themselves into graves.
The peace and tranquility of both turning into butterflies.
The majestic emotions are injected into every string, and the audience's mood is rippled, as if they have entered the perspective of the person in the music, and their eyes can't help but moisten.
The song is over.
Qin Yiyang opened the brown paper bag mysteriously.
Dozens of butterflies spread their wings and flew to the stage, dreamlike under the lights.
A colorful butterfly just landed on Qin Mu's head. It was so beautiful that it made your heart melt.
The audience was immersed in the sad and sad melody of "Butterfly Lovers" and couldn't help themselves for a long time. The moment they saw the butterfly, the atmosphere was heightened to its peak.
All the lights are on.
The audience woke up from a dream and burst into applause!
Fans even chanted Qin Mu's name in unison.
It was as if this was not a variety show recording scene, but Qin Mu's concert.
They never thought that the loser who had always been said to be a useless person could actually play the piano very well. Why hadn't he shown it on variety shows before?
The barrage was like a flood, covering the screen of the live broadcast room.
——[Woo woo woo, the internal entertainment is endless! 】
——[The butterfly at the end is really the finishing touch, what a beautiful stage! 】
——[It’s like listening to fairy music and my ears are temporarily clear! This is the level an idol should be at! 】
——[Beautiful wife! Wow, so beautiful! 】
——[Qin Mu, how dare you play tricks on me! 】
——[I seriously suspect that the previous program team deliberately suppressed Qin Mu and deleted his highlight scenes! Who said he was a waste and was deceived by black fans! 】
——[Qin Mu is so charming and flirtatious, it completely broke my heart! The makeup artist is also great, I want to recruit her to give my idol a makeup look! 】
Qin Yiyang didn't know that he was also praised.
The second brother had peach blossom eyes and a cold temperament.
To fans, he is the moon and the rose.
She is a beautiful wife and a soft-hearted god.
Therefore, when Qin Yiyang was modeling, he emphasized his coolness and immortality.
Now it seems that the effect is good.
Qin Yiyang was still humble.
This is not bad, it is very good!
The audience shouted "encore" in unison.
Not only that, the capital bosses in the audience also started a fight for people.
This made Han Shuai go crazy with jealousy!
