Day 137

Star-like ribbons floated down from the sky and landed on the young man's head.

He is not some teenager.

No teenager can have such a mature taste.

Fu Xunyan has his own color and charm - Liu Yu clenched the cinema banner in her hand and stared at him without blinking.

Fu Xunyan knew Liu Yu. No one would be without a memory of the countless fans who stood at the door to support him at night. He appreciated their efforts and respected their love.

The only thing I can give back is a better stage after another.

Fu Xunyan was born for the stage and died for the stage.

He is not one of the busy people lost in the noisy world, but the young man who always has fire burning in his heart and runs towards his goal.

A small ribbon of color fell on his eyelashes, and the sudden weight made him blink hard twice, and a mixed line of black and color twitched before his eyes.

"I will always sing this song with a simple and warm melody

Be each other's stars in the dark night, though small but brilliant

Every step in the future will blossom, don't look back

This poem for tomorrow we walk side by side"

Liu Yu could no longer stop crying and she began to sob.

No matter what, she couldn't understand why she was so sad at this moment. Countless scenes seemed to flash before her eyes, none of which she could understand, nor was any of which she expected.

She tried her best to prevent her tears from blurring her vision. She tried to stare at the shining Fu Xunyan in front of her, less than three meters away.

If—if Fu Xunyan hadn't been an idol, but was somewhere in the world...

He'll have a wonderful life, right?

But then the sturgeons would lose a world, a beautiful and dreamy world built by Fu Xunyan, which conveys countless powers.

She was so sad that she didn't even notice when the song ended and the boys left the stage.

But when she looked up, almost everyone around her looked as lost as she did.

Fu Xunyan left the stage. He didn't come back to his senses until Cody held his hand worriedly and pulled the microphone away from his tightly clenched hands.

"Are you suffering from heatstroke? Go sit down for a while—oh, there's only time for one song and you need to put on makeup."

"Xiao Lin, hurry up and take Xun Yan to a place closer to the fan!"

"Clothes? Wear clothes last, don't suffocate yourself!"

Fu Xunyan's mind was in turmoil. As he was blindly being led away from the spot, he heard the sound from the front desk.

The first round of vote collection and interaction is underway in front of the stage.

He heard Jiang Sulin interviewing Chen Chi's parents, and it seemed that they were saying that if Chen Chi couldn't make his debut, it would be miserable if he returned home. In short, he had to choose between making his debut and repeating the grade.

He heard that Da Pei's mother, Ms. Zhou, was also present. She spoke firmly but gently, so that her voice was intermittent and unclear, but the love she expressed was so strong that it did not need to be heard clearly.

It will be outlined in my mind.

Ye Lai's parents were abroad and couldn't come back, while Bai Wenji's parents refused to attend, probably because they still couldn't understand their son's rebelliousness.

Fu Xunyan asked Li Pengcheng to take the invitation letter to the cemetery.

Li Pengcheng hesitated to speak at the time, probably hoping that he would give the ticket to a middle-level manager of Baoyin to please him.

But Fu Xunyan did not agree.

For someone who has "died" once, pleasing someone has never been his ultimate goal.

He is just one of the people who is looking for the meaning of life in the vast sea of ​​people. The world has already influenced him too much, and he doesn't want to be forced to do things when he has choices.

"Teacher Fu, please look up."

Cody quickly wiped the makeup off his face, and the light blue glitter disappeared in the blink of an eye. She quickly applied makeup to Fu Xunyan, the force of the brush was not light, but it was barely bearable.

I used half a bottle of setting spray and my face looked like it was covered with a mask.

But their techniques are always magical. Even though so many things are piled up, it still looks clear in the end.

Fu Xunyan rarely wore bright colors, a red suit.

The black shirt wrapped around the body added an indescribable sexiness.

The theme of their stage is "tribute", paying tribute to the predecessors who have made wonderful contributions to the pop music stage. It is the accumulation of their works that has created the current great situation.

Fu Xunyan's styling was based on a disco singer from the 1990s. He had superb dancing skills and numerous works, but he faded out of the public eye after getting married and eventually returned to his family.

This singer's achievements are not that great, his status is not high, and even his life experience seems a bit unremarkable compared to his peers.

But Fu Xunyan will always remember what he said in his previous life: "Young man, people who are content are just deceiving themselves. I have ambitions but no opportunities. That's why I told the media that I've had enough of a busy life and want to return to a simple life."

“If there’s a chance of a big fire, how many people would resolutely let it go?”

"I admit my greed, can you?"

Fu Xunyan couldn't do that. He neither deceived himself into learning to be content, nor did he confess to the people around him that he still wanted to pursue his dreams. He just kept his mouth shut and responded to all kinds of looks with silence.

The noise and darkness backstage created the final silence for Fu Xunyan before he went on stage.

Fu Xunyan raised his hand. He found that after staying with Shen Chi and the others for a long time, he seemed to find it difficult to bear such lonely moments, so he stood up and went to find them.

He heard Cody showing off to other colleagues and asking them to "look forward to it."

The moment he lifted the curtain, Fu Xunyan looked at his hand, where he was about to hold a microphone.

Then he sang his last song on "New Century Idol".

Time flies so fast - Fu Xunyan thought about when he just came back in 2015.

When he stood on the street and looked at his reflection in the building, did he ever think that this day would come?

Being expected by so many people, returning to this track, has the ultimate dream been realized?

He didn't think that at that time he just wanted to save Jiang Han, just wanted to give himself fairness, he wanted to prove that what he had always lacked was luck rather than strength.

He succeeded.

And now he even has luck.

"Are you ready?"

Fu Xunyan patted the shoulder of the man with his back to him.

His shoulders were very thick, and the black leather jacket gave him an inexplicable coldness.

He turned around, and rarely let his bangs down, slightly covering his eyebrows and eyes, making him look less sharp and more youthful.

Da Pei smelled the familiar scent, and while sitting, he grabbed Fu Xunyan's waist, turned him around, and let him sit on the seat next to him.

"Wow, I can actually pull you today." Da Pei was a little bit unbelievable. He always liked physical contact with certain people, but Fu Xunyan didn't like it so much. Except for being kind to Chen Chi, Yin Xingheng and Min Hai, he was always pushed away when it was his turn.

"Don't you see what you usually like to do?" Fu Xunyan adjusted his sitting position speechlessly, "If you don't always do this, of course I'm willing to cooperate."

Da Pei raised his hands in surrender and said to Bai Wenji, "See, I'm the only bad guy in his eyes."

Bai Wenji gave him a cold look.

"By the way, my mother likes you very much." Da Pei was a little depressed when he mentioned this.

"The last time I went home, I brought her my banner, but she put it away without even looking at it. Instead, she hung your poster in the store."

"You're such a pushover, Mom! You said your face would whet customers' appetites—don't I have that? After all, I'm a name on the beauty rankings, right?"

"Oh, and my mom said that next time she's free, she'll definitely let you and I go home for dinner. Well, although I don't want to admit it, my mom's cooking is really delicious. I'm drooling just thinking about it."

Bai Wenji closed his eyes.

It's good. Da Pei's mother likes Fu Xunyan...

Not like him.

Recalling what his father said to him, a nameless anger began to surge up, but when it really reached his brain, it suddenly deflated, leaving only a cold feeling.

Never mind…his career has nothing to do with them anyway.

Chen Chi finished the last step with a clamor, and ran in with Yin Xingheng to stand in front of Fu Xunyan, insisting that he judge who looked more like a gangster today.

One of them was wearing a brown leather jacket and the other a black trench coat. They both had a cool temperament, but the lively look in their eyes and brows shattered all of it.

Like Samoyed and Golden Retriever.

Fu Xunyan couldn't help but reached out and gently stroked the top of his head.

Originally, they were worried about ruining their hairstyles, but these two little fools didn't understand why Fu Xunyan's hand didn't drop down, so they raised their heads and tried to move closer.

Unfortunately, Ye Lai grabbed each of their hands and strangled them, preventing them from stretching their heads out.

"Will you please stop? Cody will beat you to death if you do this."

The two little ones finally calmed down.

The music in the front desk was sometimes louder and sometimes softer, and the people waiting in the backstage were subconsciously ignoring the noise.

Fu Xunyan's heart trembled uncontrollably with it.

He was imagining, imagining the face of every trainee from "The Weight of Dreams".

Imagine their singing, their performance, imagine the audience's reaction.

I saw it during rehearsal. The dancing was neat, the orchestration was good, and the singing - the singing was hard to judge. After all, the stage accompaniment was too loud and had no reference value.

I can only say that because of the tuning and half-open mic, there is no problem in singing "The Weight of Dreams".

He noticed that although his friends around him were chatting and laughing to try to ease the tension, everyone's eyes kept unconsciously glancing at the big screen.

When the first note comes out, there is photography to remind them to react.

So a group of people lined up, facing the screen, and Cody continued to paint on their faces.

Liu Yongshan's face was painted very white, but Cody insisted that their stage lights were very bright and the makeup had to be heavier.

Liu Yongshan silently pointed at Fu Xunyan: "Then why doesn't he use it?"

Cody smiled evilly and slapped his hand away.

"What do you think?"

Liu Yongshan turned around and hugged Bai Zhen tightly to comfort his devastated heart.

The first one in "The Weight of Dreams" is Bomi.

I heard that the Dream Group had a big fight over the lead singer position. Jiang Han didn't dare to go back to the dormitory for several days and wanted to stay close to Fu Xunyan.

"It's still safer here." Jiang Han trembled like a little hamster. "The bloody storm over there is really not something a mortal can endure..."