Chapter 126 The Third Performance 13.0

After the interview, Xie Qingyu took several members of "Five Phases of Floating Life" back to the waiting room.

The moment I opened the door, I was hit by a wave of noise and the waiting room was filled with people.

Amidst the endless cheers of welcome, there were countless pairs of sparkling eyes, brightly flashing with anticipation.

Obviously, everyone couldn't contain their curiosity and wanted to find out in advance the total number of votes Xie Qingyu had received for this Sangong performance.

"The production team has rules, they don't allow us to talk about it~"

Xie Qingyu and several other members smiled at each other and spread their hands in tacit understanding to indicate that they could do nothing to help.

This answer caused a disappointed sigh, but was quickly drowned out by new cheers.

"Brother~" Leo quietly moved to Xie Qingyu's side while no one was paying attention. His warm breath brushed past his ear, and his voice was very low.

"Just tell me alone in secret, okay?"

When the boy was acting coquettishly, the ending of his voice rose slightly, making him as lovable as a puppy begging for food.

In fact, the number of votes for all contestants will be announced in just a moment, but the answer he learned in advance from his brother's mouth seems to have a special meaning, always making people feel that it is a unique preference.

Xie Qingyu has never been able to resist the coquettish offensive of her little puppy. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was hesitating whether to make an exception.

After all, Leo always kept his affairs closely guarded.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the contestants around him all pricked up their ears and leaned forward, with "I want to listen too" written on their faces.

Leo immediately straightened up alertly, his voice suddenly rising: "No need, brother! I was just kidding~"

The young man pretended to be serious with a stern face, but secretly winked at Xie Qingyu when he turned around.

He didn't want to give the production crew a chance to embarrass Xie Qingyu. He still didn't quite understand the twists and turns behind the scenes, but he was still somewhat alert to danger.

Xie Qingyu saw through Leo's little thoughts, feeling both amused and helpless, so he could only give up.

In fact, he really wanted to tell Leo that the current situation is no longer the same as before.

The program crew often turns a blind eye to him now, and those restrictions and constraints are just a formality.

Just like the incident of accepting roses from fans and the incident at the fan meeting, if it happened today, the result would definitely not be the same as it was then.

The program crew will take the initiative to handle it themselves, and even skip the subsequent part of asking questions. They will spare no effort to protect him, just like maintaining the dignity of a cash cow.

Thinking of this, Xie Qingyu's gaze unconsciously fell on the broadcast screen on the wall, and his thoughts gradually drifted away.

There are still too many unknown obstacles on this road, but at least at this moment, he has won a place on the stage of "Star Dream Road" with his strength.

He finally got a little bit of the "right to speak" - this crucial thing in the entertainment industry.

In this bizarre world of fame and fortune, it determines whether fans are chasing after the real you or the persona carefully packaged by capital.

The former will allow you to go further because you are an irreplaceable individual.

The latter may turn you into a discarded pawn at any time. After all, there is always a supply of substitutes for the products on the assembly line.

Everyone who ventures into the entertainment industry will have to face this cruel truth sooner or later, whether they are actors, singers or anyone else.

Unless you have a strong enough backer, you will have to rely on yourself to understand this truth.

It was only after Xie Qingyu suffered a severe setback in another world that he truly understood this seemingly simple but actually bloody law of survival.

"Hey, Brother Zhou! Don't you plan to perform some of your classic programs this time?" While everyone was waiting for the vote count, You Jinchao gently nudged Zhou Yu'an next to him with his elbow and winked at him in a hint.

This is the last performance. If the "Commentary Brother" doesn't show his expertise, he'll have to wait until the final night to comment on the final debut list.

You Jinzhao expressed great disappointment with the current passive and lazy "Dianping brother", not to mention that they are in the same team this time and don't even need to move positions. It is simply the right time, place and people.

Zhou Yu'an glanced at him sideways, and a perfunctory arc appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Not coming." There was a hint of boredom in his tone.

Are you kidding? He and Xie Qingyu are on the same team this time, so they already knew the number of votes. What's there to comment on such a foregone conclusion?

Zhou Yu'an has always only played high-end games, and now only the list of players making their debut in the finals can arouse his interest.

"Ah~ What a pity~" You Jinchao blinked his eyes, trying to impress the thousand-year-old ice with his pitiful eyes, but the other party was completely unmoved. His performance was in vain, as he was performing for a blind man.

Xie Qingyu vaguely heard You Jinzhao say something like "what a pity" and turned around curiously: "What's a pity?"

You Jinchao has nothing to hide from Xie Qingyu.

Besides, Mr. Zhou had just rejected his proposal so ruthlessly, so now was a good time for him to take revenge by exposing his little habits to the public and making him socially dead!

Thinking of this, You Jinchao proudly gave Zhou Yu'an a provocative look.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yu'an just shrugged indifferently, and his expression clearly said with disdain: Whatever, it's just a little hobby, he doesn't care at all.

You Jinchao was just talking nonsense originally, but since the parties involved didn't care, he would not be polite.

Just as he was about to reveal this man's "true face" to Xie Qingyu in detail, there was a sudden commotion at the door of the waiting room.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the scene, where a staff member was supporting Qian Song as he slowly walked in.

Everyone immediately gathered around to help, and Xie Qingyu frowned slightly.

He glanced at Qian Song's left foot, which he could hardly put down, and his slightly trembling waist.

The staff took him away as soon as he got off the stage, and everyone, including Xie Qingyu, thought he would be sent directly to the hospital.

Unexpectedly, not long after, the person came back, still wearing his performance costume.

I don’t know what the program crew was thinking. Qian Song fell and was injured in front of more than 2,000 spectators. It was impossible to hide it. He should have been sent to the hospital immediately.

After all, this is just an injury caused by a mistake in dance moves and has nothing to do with the stage facilities. Sending the child to the hospital in time will not have any negative impact on the program team.

But if you don’t send it, it’s hard to say.

Moreover, Xie Qingyu is more concerned about Qian Song's physical condition now. Such a simple treatment may leave sequelae.

Facing everyone's concern, Qian Song kept a faint smile on his face. He gently waved his hand and explained, "It's really nothing serious. It just looked scary at the time. I've recovered a lot since I got off the stage, and I'm actually much better now."

His voice was soft, but it was obvious that he wanted to calm everyone down.

One contestant couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you go to the hospital for a check-up?" His words hinted that the program crew was not taking action.

The other contestants were also a little indignant when they thought about this.

MD, they have made so much money since the show started, but for their own little reputation which is not there to begin with, they don’t care about the lives of the contestants, what a bullshit!!!

If Qian Song hadn't spoken in time, they would have cursed all the ancestors of the director team.

"I don't want to go myself." Qian Song looked unusually calm when he said this.

As expected, he saw expressions of disbelief on the faces of the players around him. They were all hesitant to speak, obviously unable to understand his decision.

Xie Qingyu looked at Qian Song silently, trying to put himself in his shoes.

He could probably understand Qian Song's thoughts, but... when something happened to someone else, the feeling was different after all.

If he made such a choice himself, he might think it was natural and not think it was a big deal.

But as a bystander, looking at the smile on Qian Song's lips and his still pale face, Xie Qingyu felt a sense of panic in his heart.

Qian Song looked around and saw the genuine worry in everyone's eyes.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that it was great that he had the courage to participate in this audition.

It is precious enough that I can still receive so much sincere care and friendship when my own company doesn't care about me.

The smile on his lips deepened unconsciously. Isn't it really great?

"Alright, let's all go back to our seats." Qian Song took the initiative to break the silence, even pretending to be relaxed and making a joke, "You can't let a wounded man like me stand all the time, right?"

"Yes, yes, everyone, sit down! The results will be announced soon. Why are you blocking the door like a gatekeeper?" A contestant immediately echoed the shouting.

A dissatisfied murmur came from the crowd: "You should have been made to stand a little longer so you could feel the pain. You don't even take care of your body!"

Although the sound was low, since the waiting room was not large, everyone present could hear it clearly, including Qian Song.

After sitting down, Qian Song's eyes met Xie Qingyu's.

From the moment he entered the door, he noticed that his former teammate was in a bad mood.

After he said that he didn't want to go to the hospital, it was the first time we saw him not managing his facial expressions well in front of the camera, and his face looked sour.

To be honest, he is a bit cute, as if he has finally shed his maturity and has a little temper that a boy of this age should have.

Qian Song nodded slightly at him, his eyes conveying the message "Don't worry, I can hold on."

He knew that this person had a very clever mind and could understand his thoughts very clearly.

That's right, he is just being too picky.

Having reached the stage of the third public performance, his dream position is within reach. He must not leave the impression of being a "seriously injured" to the audience, especially his fans, at this critical juncture.

Once he is labeled like this, this tinted glasses will accompany him until the end of the show.

He doesn't want to be like this, he is already twenty-four years old!!!

Qian Song knew better than anyone that this might be his last chance.

Whether he succeeds or fails, at least let him be willful this time at the end of his idol career.

Let him use this scarred body to fight for an ending without regrets.

Please, he whispered in his heart.

It is not only for Xie Qingyu, but also for myself, and even more so for the young man who once had dreams.

Xie Qingyu and Qian Song looked at each other from a distance. In those stubborn eyes, he saw the determination to go all out - knowing that it might be futile, but still determined to hit the wall.

He couldn't help but turn his face away, his Adam's apple rolling with difficulty.

The broadcast screen on the wall lit up, and the data was jumping, and the total vote results for the third performance were about to be announced.

Everyone sat up straight, including the man who was sweating from the pain but still kept his back straight.

In this wrestling arena between dreams and reality, some people choose to compromise, while others choose to burn.

At this moment, in the waiting room, there was a flame that refused to go out.