Someone in the audience exclaimed, and it seemed that someone at the scene and in the live broadcast room had already guessed what the Easter egg was.
The beam of light fell, and on the stands, layers of inky shadows spread out, casting a dark shadow on the stage.
The singing started.
Shadows float.
“…
This is me, drawing the outline of my dream.
This is me, going through fire and water for my dream.
All dreams are like bubbles in the beginning. Not thinking too much will leave me with no dreams to pursue.
The world is not perfect, so dreams are more precious than anything else.
The forward-looking future is coming for you. Don’t make excuses to comfort yourself when you fail. We all have plenty of opportunities, so don’t waste them.
..."
The hood of the baggy combat uniform was pulled up, and the faces of the people on the stage were never revealed from beginning to end.
The person surrounded in the center is like God's favorite. Wherever she appears, the spotlight falls there.
When the beam of light passes, the person illuminated by it will drop his hat and reveal his face.
It only took a few minutes for the 20 scattered shadows to condense into light.
When the large spotlights above their heads lit up, the 20 big boys started dancing again, like stars that had emerged from their cocoons and were no longer confused.
The stars gathered together, casting their brilliance all over the ground.
And this is them.
It seems to be interpreting their dim but long-lasting dream, and it also seems to be telling everyone that failure is not scary, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future, so don't waste them.
In short, there was nothing but singing and dancing, but everyone on the stage and in front of the TV and computer seemed to understand what they wanted to say as the light and shadow changed, and received the encouragement they gave to all dream chasers.
"This is me, X-Team!"
"The dream is in your heart, the road is under your feet, always hold on to your passion and believe in yourself!"
With warm applause, the host hidden on one side of the stage said in a gentle voice: "The third season of Dancing Teens has come to an end. Thank you all for your company along the way, let us...see you in the fourth season!"
The whole audience stood up.
Staff members walked out from both sides of the stage and, as usual, led the audience out in an orderly manner.
On the stage, Ye Wan exhaled and looked back at the older boys with bright eyes, "Are you happy?"
"Happy. Very happy!"
"I never dreamed that we could still form a group after being eliminated. I still feel like I'm still in a dream."
"Sister Wan, can we really form a group? I can't believe my eyes and ears..."
Ye Wan smiled and turned around, and the older boys followed him towards the dressing room.
A few minutes later, Leng Yixing pushed the door open and walked in.
"Well, let me introduce you formally..."
Ye Wan pointed at Leng Yixing and said, "Leng Yixing is a well-known agent in the industry and the top agent of our studio. From now on, you will all be under his management."
"Hello, Brother Leng!"
"Hello, agent!"
The older boys greeted him politely, completely forgetting that he was the one who appeared and disappeared at the same time as Sister Wan, and who hid in a corner practicing invisibility as soon as he arrived at the practice room.
Now that we have artists, the next step is to prepare for publicity and arrange work to make money for the boss.
Thinking about the fact that there are people like Chen Linjiang who are preparing for the college entrance examination, and others who are trainees in the dance studio, and about all kinds of miscellaneous matters involved, Leng Yixing immediately got into work mode.
When there was a knock on the dressing room door, everyone turned around and were stunned.
Outside the door, Shangguan Yan was stunned, obviously not expecting so many people to be there.
Then he coughed lightly, "Xiao Ye, is it convenient?"
(End of this chapter)