Lin Xuan'er took a deep breath and tried very hard to calm herself down.
Yes, she was a little tired.
However, this level of tiredness is still within her acceptable range.
Especially when she realized that there were so many people who liked her in the audience, cheering and applauding for her.
That feeling is very wonderful.
In the past, their concerts had attracted far more people than now, but she had never felt this way.
Because at that time she knew that all the people coming here were her fans.
But now it’s different. The vast majority of people sitting here are artists like her.
Among them are many artists that Lin Xuaner once liked very much, or even admired.
And now, these people were going crazy because of her performance, and were excited by her singing. This feeling was something Lin Xuan'er had never experienced before.
She was so excited now that she wanted to yell to the sky right away.
Su Yin, Wang Xingrui and Tang Yue didn't remember how long they had been clapping. She only knew that her voice was almost hoarse.
Anyway, after Lin Xuaner's wonderful performances, the three of them would be the first to stand up every time, using this method to liven up the atmosphere.
This was something they had discussed before tonight's audition.
But now some interesting changes have occurred. They find that they no longer need to take the lead.
Because every time Lin Xuaner sang, there would be someone who stood up before them.
"This feels really great!" Wang Xingrui said with some longing, but she wasn't jealous. She knew she'd get the same treatment when she released a new album. She was also grateful to Lin Xuan'er, because she proved this format was feasible.
Luo Chen cleared his throat and felt that watching the performance here was even more tiring than giving a concert himself.
This feeling made him feel magical.
Before she knew it, Lin Xuan'er had performed eight songs.
It was already very dark at this time. On this large open lawn, everyone could look up and see the brilliant starry sky above and the sound of insects that brought peace to their hearts.
"I'm suddenly a little jealous of Old Zhou," Ning Mang said, feeling very comfortable tonight. He hadn't expected Lin Xuan'er to be so well-endowed. "Mom, I'm going to buy a manor in the suburbs someday!"
Madam Ning rolled her eyes at him. "If you want to buy it, just pay for it yourself. You're already grown up, do you really need me to spend money on you? Oh, and don't go looking for your uncle!"
Ning Mang stuck out his tongue. Although he felt a little reluctant, he knew that what his mother said was right.
But the problem is that he is not Zhou Yiyang, so how could he have such a terrifying ability to make money?
Helpless, Ning Mang could only appreciate the night view of the manor under the starry sky, praying in his heart that Lin Xuaner would sing a slow song.
In fact, after "Like You", Lin Xuaner never sang another lyrical song.
Although not all of them are hot dance music, the rhythm is very strong.
For the audience, it was very enjoyable to watch, and some artists even felt the urge to learn dancing.
But for Lin Xuaner, the physical exertion is enormous.
"Brother Yang, how many songs will the new album have in total?" Wang Xingrui didn't think Zhou Yiyang would let Lin Xuaner sing all the songs at the audition, so she was curious.
After all, in order to cater to the streaming era and improve the playback data of their albums, most singers now choose to put 15 or 16 songs in one song. Some even put more than 30 songs in one song.
Zhou Yiyang smiled and said, "No more, no less, 12 songs."
In the past, 12 songs on an album was considered quite a lot, but now it seems relatively few.
"That means there are still four songs left to sing." Su Yin looked up at Lin Xuan'er's condition and suddenly felt that if she continued singing like this, she might faint. "Can Xuan'er hold on?"
"Actually, she'll sing one more song tonight, and then our audition will be over." At this point, Zhou Yiyang suddenly turned his head and looked at Wang Xingrui beside him: "Of course, if you want to have some fun, you can wait until Xuan'er comes down before going up. But I definitely won't record it."
Wang Xingrui immediately laughed. After listening to so many songs tonight, it would be a lie to say that she had no intention of showing off her singing voice.
"Okay, Brother Yang, I can't wait!" Wang Xingrui stretched and then looked forward.
Outside the audition, there were actually media waiting, even though they had been waiting for three hours.
The reporters jogged vigorously because it helped them warm up.
"I say, haven't they finished singing yet?" a reporter asked curiously, "This is taking too long!"
"Who knows!" Another reporter blew a breath of hot air onto his hand. "But we can't wait any longer. I'll catch a cold if I do! It's too cold in Shanghai at night!"
"No!" the reporter stopped his colleague. "So many of our colleagues are here. Whoever publishes the story first will be the most popular tonight! Besides, we've already waited for three hours. It won't hurt to wait a little longer."
"It's so late, will anyone really read the report even if it's published?"
What this reporter didn’t know was that for fans of Lin Xuan’er and Moonlight Girls, these three hours were extremely difficult to endure.
They are constantly refreshing Weibo to see what's going on.
In fact, they couldn’t hear the new songs, they just wanted to see the guests’ comments.
If all the reviews are positive, they can have a sweet dream tonight.
In the teachers' apartment of a middle school.
"Hey, I told you not to sleep if you can't." How could Mother Lin not know that the man next to her had insomnia? In just ten minutes, he had turned back and forth three times.
Father Lin sighed: "How did Xuan'er perform at the audition?"
"Of course it's good!" Mother Lin said confidently. "Besides, how can your not sleeping affect Xuan'er's performance? It would be better to wake up tomorrow and ask your daughter directly!"
Father Lin shook his head, walked to the balcony and finally started smoking.
He looked up at the stars in the sky, as if being under the same starry sky with his daughter was the greatest comfort.
When the guests thought the audition was over, Lin Xuaner changed her clothes again and walked onto the stage.
This is a nightgown, pure white.
She was barefoot, her hair was loose, and she had a faint smile on her face.
When the moonlight shone on her, the scene immediately seemed much more peaceful.
Obviously, the last song of the night is a slow song.
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