Female Lead? Male Lead? Side CPIn the wilderness, a little girl was found. She couldn't speak and had no expression, like a living dead person.
Long Yanli thought he had picked up a littl...
"Ahhh, stop keeping me in suspense! Reveal it already! My heart is pounding in my chest!"
"Ahhhhh..."
"Security! Stop me! I'm going to rush onto the stage and pull back that curtain!"
The stage suddenly became dark, and a beam of light shone on Feng Mian, revealing three figures faintly behind the snow-white curtain!
The gentle tapping of the drumsticks acted as a fuse, instantly igniting a new wave of sound. Feng Mian lifted a corner of the white cloth with his fingertips, and the lights suddenly came on!
"Wow wow wow!"
"Ahhhhh..."
As the first drumbeat rang out, Qin Zhiluo's wrists traced sharp arcs, her two sticks striking out a torrential rhythm.
Chu Rou danced gracefully to the beat of the drums!
Caiyun's piano playing accompanied Fengmian's singing. Fengmian's low, husky voice, with its lingering notes, flowed over the crest of the piano's sound, sometimes gently entwining, sometimes unfolding like silk. As the high notes rose, the piano suddenly cascaded down, steadily supporting the vocal line.
"This is amazing! Who is this big shot who can keep up with Feng Mian!"
Feng Mian got so into singing that he threw off his jacket!
"Ahhhhh..."
"Brother, please don't take off your coat! It's winter!"
Feng Mian glanced at the fans holding up light boards in the front row, smiled, and pointed at one of them.
"My brother's bare face is brighter than my light bulb!"
The words on the sign appeared instantly on the large screen.
"Hahaha……"
"Sister, you're so talented!"
Feng Mian barely managed to suppress a laugh, "Seeing how enthusiastic you all are... let's do it a billion more times!"
The drumbeats rang out again, and Qin Zhiluo deftly flipped the drumsticks twice on his fingertips before suddenly slamming them down on the cymbals. The two sticks fluttered like butterfly wings, weaving an impenetrable rhythmic net between the tom-tom and the snare drum.
Feng Mian leaned against the microphone stand and chuckled softly, his magnetic voice, crackling with electricity, swept through the venue, "Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce—the culprits who ripped our eardrums tonight!"
"N, R, Y!"
!!
"Ahhhh... Are they the three I was thinking of?!"
"My goodness! There are four principals on stage now!"
"What an incredible collaboration! I feel like my life is complete!"
"My family members don't understand! My legs are weak right now, I can't even hold my phone properly, I can play this scene over and over until I'm buried!"
"Help! This is more outrageous than winning the lottery!"
The three of them did not step out from behind the white curtain; they simply stood up and waved.
"Ahhhhh..."
"My Lord!"
Long Yanli stayed backstage, leaning against a pillar, watching Bao Bao's performance. He gazed at the unrestrained figure behind the drum set, and his heartbeat became out of control with the rhythm of the drums.
Qin Zhiluo rushed into his arms, "Brother, did you like it?"
Long Yanli hugged the little girl tightly, "It's so beautiful, it touches my heart!"
Guan Du suddenly appeared behind them, his face showing some anxiety. "Luo Luo, Dian Hun has disappeared!"
Qin Zhiluo was taken aback, her expression turning serious. "Gather the men, I'll go myself!"
Long Yanli immediately grabbed the little girl, "Baby, I'll stay with you!"
Qin Zhilu hesitated for a moment, then said, "Brother, you have to listen to me this time!"
Long Yanli's amber eyes burned with a scorching light, while the taut lines of his jaw revealed an undeniable determination.
Qin Zhiluo arrived backstage. "Mino, Dongyang, Ximen, come with me!"
Guandu was about to say something when Junlin grabbed his arm, "Don't worry!"
Guandu rubbed his head and said, "Mmm."
Long Yanli and Li Huangchen were already waiting on the plane.