Day 24
"Ahhhh! Treasure hunt! Treasure hunt is here!" Xiaomei stared at the big screen excitedly. She grabbed the person and jumped around twice before she realized that Liu Yu seemed to be on the other side of her. She hurriedly apologized to that person.
"Sorry, sorry, I'm a little too excited, sister - sister, are you okay? Does it hurt? I'm really sorry!" When Xiaomei turned her head and saw that person, she imagined her boss was beside her.
Her humble corporate soul made her subconsciously feel sorry, and she even wanted to take her head off and kowtow to it.
"It's okay." The woman in sunglasses had suffered two "attacks" in a short period of time. She put her hand to her brow and frowned, then seemed to remember something. "You just shouted 'treasure hunt', was it Fu Xunyan?"
"Yes, yes! Sister, are you interested in buying shares?" Xiaomei has always been enthusiastic. She immediately fiddled with her arms and prepared to pick out a homemade sticker for the other party. However, after choosing and choosing, she couldn't bear to give up any of them. In the end, she reluctantly gave up the photo of the bus to the other party.
"It's worth investing, haha. It's worth investing, even if you don't invest, you'll be in a good mood just by looking at my treasure hunt."
The woman in sunglasses raised an eyebrow, but still took it. The boy on the small piece of paper had clear eyebrows and eyes, and even without makeup, he looked very handsome.
His facial features are three-dimensional and impeccable, and what's even more remarkable is that he has a sense of storytelling that's rare among young people. His face isn't flat, but rather has the angularity you'd expect from a normal person, with firm skin and bright eyes.
The woman in sunglasses was silent for a while. Xiaomei wanted to continue promoting her business, but Fu Xunyan had already appeared on the stage. She was immediately immersed in it and had no time to talk to the people around her.
As usual, Jiang Sulin made an introduction.
"Okay, now let's welcome the members of Group B of 'Wind, Another Night of Rain'. Please introduce yourselves."
Several people smiled at each other and all looked at Fu Xunyan. The boy with slicked back hair in a blue and white suit smiled lightly, which caused an exclamation from the audience.
If you sweep the camera over at this time, you can see that there is no one in the stands at all. Everyone is staring at someone's face in the live broadcast on the mobile phone.
The face on the phone screen is even more stunningly handsome and inhumanly handsome. Unlike the completely slicked-back hair in the theme song MV, Fu Xunyan today has a comma-shaped bangs on his forehead, but it is very high and does not cover his face, making him look mature and at ease.
The mole on the tip of the nose was not removed. It looked like a drop of blood or a small diamond embedded there, which was breathtaking.
"one two three"
As he opened his lips, his clear voice floated through the microphone into the studio.
"Hello everyone, we are the 'Wind, it's sunny today' team."
Jiang Sulin couldn't help but smile. "Wow, I didn't expect the name of Group B to match the song title so well. Is there any deeper meaning behind it?"
As the team leader, Fu Xunyan raised the microphone. He was not wearing contact lenses, and the studio lights were reflected in his sparkling eyes, shining brightly.
"Because we made a slight change to the original song, we hope that in this different era, the power of this song can continue to be conveyed to Teacher Chen, telling everyone that even if the wind and rain are still blowing, please don't give up, because one day we will see the sun."
Jiang Sulin applauded and asked, "Your idea is very good. It seems that you have a deep understanding of the song."
Bai Zhen answered from the side, frowning and pretending to complain, "Yeah, when Brother Fu was working late to arrange the music a few days ago, our task was to carefully watch the music video for Teacher Chen's album and listen to all the songs."
Jiang An also added, "Brother Fu said that because this song is Teacher Chen's own composition, although we have adapted it, we cannot change Teacher Chen's core concept. Therefore, only by understanding Teacher Chen's musical concept can we perform this song perfectly."
The youngest, Duan Qiqi, quickly bowed towards the camera and said jokingly, "Teacher Chen, the extra royalties you've received recently must be from our group's repeated listening and downloading. This is all our love for you!"
Countless netizens wandering the Internet soon discovered that Mr. Chen Mingque, who focused on music and rarely went online, actually came into the live broadcast room with a big account three minutes later.
And he is about to contribute his first live broadcast aircraft carrier.
"You really put in so much effort. I can feel your seriousness." Jiang Sulin suddenly praised seriously, and after a moment, he returned to his gentle and elegant smile. "Then without further ado, please enjoy Group B's performance!"
Instead of leaving the stage like Group A did before, they took a step back. Several staff members immediately brought out a singing stage painted white and several standing microphones.
"Ah? That's it?" Xiaomei was dumbfounded. "No, the setting is too simple, isn't it?"
Liu Yu realized something and, while comforting everyone in the fan group not to cause trouble, she explained, "I think Xunbao probably spent all his budget on clothes..."
"But the money still doesn't match." Liu Yu looked towards the front row. A girl with a camera was busy typing on her mobile phone. She had her usual high ponytail. It was Chen Lianqing, who founded the new website "Yi Fang Qing Yan".
The other party has been in the fan circle for many years and has a wide network of contacts. He quickly found out the inside story and sent it to Liu Yu.
The budget for each song in the first public performance is 40,000, and under normal circumstances each group has 20,000. However, the abnormal thing about "Wind, Another Night of Rain" is that the set of Shao Ruzhou's group definitely costs more than 20,000, not to mention their makeup and lighting.
And if the clothes of Fu Xunyan's group found by netizens are genuine, then the total cost of six people is more than 20,000 yuan.
Just as people were discussing this online and even began to suspect that the production team had given Fu Xunyan more budget out of selfishness, the F family took the initiative to refute the rumor.
This was the first time I saw the official Weibo account explain in a very humorous and approachable tone that they really liked Fu Xunyan's image and temperament and hoped for subsequent cooperation, so they contacted the program team for sponsorship.
Special note: Only sponsor Fu Xunyan's group.
[Ah, so this treasure hunt doesn't cost any money at all?]
[The case is solved, right? Zhou Hengyu is crying wolf. They clearly exceeded their budget...]
[Get lost trying to sow discord. Hengyu and Xunyan have always been close. This is clearly a problem with the production team's arrangement!]
[…Is he squatting under the trainee’s bed? Anyway, I didn’t see any “close relationship” from the official materials.]
The commentators were about to make noise, but as the first beam of white light shone onto the stage, everyone fell silent.
The stage setting is extremely simple, with only a few wisps of faint smoke in the back, as if covering the entire space with a layer of dreamy veil, further highlighting the loneliness and purity of the idol.
The microphones in their hands were very dreamy, and the transparent blue leaves were sparkling under the lights, as if they were about to wither in the wind, with a kind of fragmented beauty.
Several people were spread out in a staggered manner. Fu Xunyan was the third from the left. He was the first to speak.
That clear voice was like the first ray of sunshine breaking through the morning mist, setting the tone for the entire song.
"My fields grow the sun / dear migratory birds / please hear my plea / come back from the south"
It is sad and earnest, yet full of power. It is different from the original song and does not even give people any room for loss and dejection, but pulls people out of the fog.
The young man in the camera closes his eyes, his voice pouring out like a stream. His beautiful neck, revealed by his slightly tilted head, seems fragile, and the flower blooming on his left shoulder trembles slightly, as if melting with the song.
The entire studio suddenly became quiet. Apart from the singing on the stage, not even breathing could be heard.
Every pair of eyes, every single one, was fixed on the figure on the stage, shining brightly. No longer needing to live stream on their phones, they witnessed an even more extreme beauty with their own eyes.
A few seconds later, Duan Qiqi's face also appeared in the camera. The baby-faced boy sang, "I packed my bags/I set out on a road of no return/Looking back, I suddenly regret/I never said hello to her," which no longer sounded like a farewell to a lover.
But it is a farewell to the mother, the sorrow of a young man leaving home, and a farewell to the mother, the warmest and most comfortable harbor.
Before anyone could recover from the shock, another beautiful face appeared. Bai Zhen, with dyed pink hair, had softened his edges and corners, appearing incredibly gentle. As his pink lips opened and closed, he slowly spoke of the pain, transforming it into a faint memory.
They are no longer middle-aged men who are desperate because of the wave of strikes, but children who have experienced the same thing and witnessed their father's gray hair and mother's wrinkles with their own eyes.
They felt sorry for their parents and finally realized their responsibilities, so they left the shelter of their nests and spread their wings as newly grown eagles, ready to soar.
They want to make their own way. They don't want to be children who enjoy everything with a clear conscience anymore. They want to stand up, put on winter clothes for their fathers, and wipe the sweat for their mothers.
A breath was finally left after Bai Zhen finished singing, and everyone - even the director couldn't help but breathe heavily.
Jiang Sulin, Ou Ruo and others in the backstage viewing room heard the same panting and couldn't help but look at each other. Before they could smile knowingly, the extremely resolute faces of Peng Siyuan, Jiang An and Gu Feng on the screen attacked their eyes.
They have a unique advantage over the other trainees present. They look "older", or in other words, more attractive, with the charm of a mature man.
At this moment, accompanied by the singing, the simple scenery and the blue and white lights, this simple and heart-touching charm was magnified to the extreme.
"It's hard for me to recall the feeling at that time late at night
Those pains are just like a mist in a dream
The light air was blown away, and fell into my heart in a trance.
The three of them sang a chorus with their rough voices, and Fu Xunyan provided the backbone. It was impossible to tell any problems with their singing - of course, the slight tremors of some individual trainees due to nervousness were almost negligible.
They are very stable, the most stable group so far in the show. Everyone is focused on their own singing part and polished it thousands of times in just one week.
They asked the trainees whom Fu Xunyan trusted to be the audience and also conducted mock rehearsals more than a dozen times, which was enough to overcome the awkwardness.
This was a decisive victory with absolutely no suspense.
Especially as Peng Siyuan's last low voice fell, the background sound was blank for two seconds, and then Fu Xunyan's high voice was like a sharp arrow that pierced the darkness, tearing down the sky for people and bringing endless light.
"The sun has grown in my fields/My dear migratory birds/Have returned to my side"
“The road of no return/the fog in the dream/can no longer stop my steps”
It was another chorus, with Fu Xunyan's clear high notes paving the way for the bottom, making this section particularly majestic, as if it lifted people's hearts up and made them float lightly in the air.
There was no sound in the venue until five seconds after the lights went out.
"Encore! Encore!" a girl shouted.
"Encore! Encore!" A mixture of boys' voices.
"Encore! Encore!" Even the cameraman couldn't help but shout.
Tears welled up in the eyes of all the audience members, and several young people couldn't help crying because they were infected by the atmosphere.
They may not understand this song, but everyone can feel the sorrow, warmth, and the final powerful force that drives people upward in Fu Xunyan and his singing.
On such a simple stage, Group B seemed to have built a world of its own, allowing everyone to immerse themselves in it.
Fu Xunyan could no longer see the scene in front of him, and there was also mist in his eyes. He walked down the stage and hugged the others.
Duan Qiqi cried miserably, even though there was actually no reason.
Even the two cool model guys Jiang An and Gu Feng were wiping away tears.
As the first person to wake up, Fu Xunyan patted everyone on the back, rummaged in his suit pocket, found a napkin and handed it to everyone.
In the barrage, F took advantage of the opportunity to make a superlative and colorful comment.
[(wipes away tears) Look, our suits have real pockets! So everyone can grab a tissue and save their looks while listening to such a moving melody~~]
[Hahaha why do I feel so cheap]
[Order has been placed. If the product does not look like a treasure hunt, you are responsible.]
[What I lack is pockets and napkins, what I lack is that face that looks handsome even with makeup smudged from crying!]
But before everyone could tease F for too long, a level 0 account with the ID "Chen Mingque" posted an aircraft carrier with the message "The adaptation is very good, I like it very much, and hope to cooperate in the future! (smile jpg)"
[Pfft, someone tell Teacher Chen, that expression is sarcastic]
[Forgive the old man, I was just doubting if it was Mr. Chen, but his agent confirmed it. Holy crap!]
[Oh my god, my dad’s idol came to see my idol, I’m a little bit psyched now]
Xiaomei hugged Liu Yu and cried bitterly. She had a low tear point, not to mention that Fu Xunyan's handsome face added a lot of atmosphere on the screen.
It seemed as if the most beautiful thing in the world was shattered by the singing voice that was soft at first and then high-pitched.
"Wuwuwu, help! I can't stop." Xiaomei collapsed.
Liu Yu had no choice but to give her a few more tissues. When she looked at her from the side, she saw the sister sitting next to her wearing sunglasses. After thinking about it, she handed her one as well.
The other person was stunned for a moment, probably not expecting to be caught crying like this. But she still said thank you, took it and gently wiped her tears from the side of her face.
There was also a small craze on the Internet. Fu Xunyan and "Wind, Another Night of Rain" were both on the hot searches. This time it was really the overall list, and they directly landed on the first and second places.
Not long afterward, other stages of "New Century" such as "Hold", as well as Da Pei Ye Lai and others also became hot searches. A rough count showed that they occupied half of the top 20.
It's a very, very good result.
Female director Shen Ziqing clutched the handrail backstage, her tone filled with uncontrollable excitement, "Great, the show is a sure thing."
Yes, until today, when the hot spots are no longer single-level but one super and many strong ones headed by Fu Xunyan, the program has truly gained a foothold.
Fu Xunyan was carried off the stage by the crowd and the heat. His mind was a little confused and his thoughts were briefly blank for a while.
It was not until Chen Chi opened his arms and held him in his arms that the familiar smell and body brought Fu Xunyan back to reality. His fingers on the broad back curled unconsciously.
"Okay, okay, you can let me go now."
Shen Chi looked at him with shining eyes, very excited, "Brother Fu! Brother Fu, you are my god, this is too beautiful!"
Chen Chi is a talented contestant. His skills need to be improved but his singing ability is superb. When he recalled the stage just now, he wanted to cry and had to bend backwards to control himself from crying.
Yin Xingheng also wanted to say something, but the next stage was his, so he had to simply clap hands with Fu Xunyan and leave.
Fu Xunyan couldn't stay at the junction of this place and the waiting room for long. Soon the election officials came over to separate the trainees and took Fu Xunyan's group into the voting announcement room.
The atmosphere inside is extremely quiet.
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