Public opinion was similar to what Zhou Yiyang thought, with a lot of abuse and opposition.
"Don't worry about these people," Bai Yangyu whispered, "Everyone in the fan group understands."
"Yeah," Zhou Yiyang glanced at the three girls: "I believe in them. Even if we're missing someone, we won't lose."
Tang Yue was sitting on the bed at this time. If it weren't for the intravenous drip on her hand, she would have been ready to escape from the hospital.
"Fei Fei, please give me your phone!" Tang Yue begged.
"Brother Yang said, 'I'll read to you whatever you want to see.' He said that you get emotional the moment you touch your phone."
Tang Yue was speechless for a moment: "Then, what are people saying about me online? You are not allowed to lie!"
Guan Fei had no choice but to repeat the netizens’ comments.
Tang Yue's face darkened. "Why don't these keyboard warriors just sing and dance while they're feverish? But, Feifei, don't I look particularly unprofessional?"
"No," Guan Fei said seriously, "Although those seniors who insisted on performing despite being sick deserve respect, we also have the right to take sick leave! Why should those netizens use their own moral standards to demand you?
And Brother Yang's thinking is correct. If you go to the competition today while sick and end up with a persistent illness, then you'll gain nothing but a reputation for working hard."
Tang Yue nodded continuously, feeling that Guan Fei's guidance was quite useful.
"But what if you lose the game because of me?"
"Then you're looking down on the three of them." Guan Fei said seriously: "In the fan group, your fans have already organized a vote. At least in the online voting, we won't lose!"
At eight o'clock, the team's unlimited live broadcast officially began.
However, the opening was a little different from what many people expected. There was no host, only a dark stage with no lights.
Now Huaxia TV also has its own app, which has opened the function of live streaming. Guan Fei opened the live broadcast room, and her current mood was the same as the barrage.
"A live broadcast accident? Why is no one coming out?"
"Am I blind?"
"I saw a handsome guy appear on the screen, hahahaha!"
Suddenly, music started playing, and in the purple-red light, Luo Chen and the eighteen dancers behind him were already standing on the stage.
Each of them was wearing a suit and tie, looking very handsome, except that they all wore a white mask.
The barrage really exploded:
"Ahhh, which celebrity is under the mask? He looks so handsome just by looking at his figure!"
"Is this the secret opening guest? I feel like this is going to be an explosive song!"
"Why do you wear a mask? Does it have any symbolic meaning?"
At this time, subtitles also appeared on the screen.
"Rose Boy", original singer: Luo Chen, lyrics: Zhou Yiyang, music: Zhou Yiyang, arrangement: Zhou Yiyang...
The barrage became excited again:
"I don't know why, but after seeing that the lyrics and music were by Zhou Yiyang, I suddenly felt stable."
"nsdd (You're right), Mr. Zhou's production is guaranteed to be a hit! Brother Chen's joining Yiyang Entertainment has really taken off!"
"It's actually our Brother Chen! Ahhhhh I'm dead, no wonder Brother Chen has disappeared recently!"
"Chen Guang was so moved that he burst into tears. It turned out that he was right to wait for the live broadcast of our brother Chen's new song!"
"'Rose Boy', am I the only one who thinks the name is nice? And the prelude is so classy!"
For this choreography, Zhou Yiyang used the original version that came with the system, which is very suitable for presentation on stage.
Luo Chen has a strong dance foundation and he can fully demonstrate the charm of the original version.
However, Luo Chen also incorporated new elements into the original dance for this stage.
For example, the big screen behind them directly points out the background of the song's creation.
The masks they wore, combined with the lyrics and background, made many people understand the meaning.
They represent a group of people who, for various reasons, are not mainstream and not accepted by the world.
However, halfway through the performance, everyone suddenly threw away the suit jackets that bound them, threw away the masks that concealed themselves, and faced everything head-on.
At that moment, many people watching the live broadcast were moved.
What is unexpected is that under the same suits, all the dancers are wearing different clothes.
Among them, there are not only men and women, but also very old dancers, but each of them dances so confidently.
At this time, Luo Chen walked to the front of the stage, and when he sang:
Which rose has no thorns?
The best revenge is beauty
The most beautiful bloom is counterattack
Above the stage, a gorgeous rain of roses suddenly fell.
Ling Hu was drinking with some buddies, but now he was holding his cell phone and looked dumbfounded.
In fact, he didn't understand the meaning of being a trainee or an idol before. Singing and dancing didn't make money.
But today, his heart was so shocked by Luo Chen's performance that he couldn't calm down for a long time.
Guan Fei cried as she watched: "It's great, Brother Chen's performance is so good!"
"Wow," Tang Yue clutched her chest. "Seeing this makes me really regret not going there. I want to dance, too. I want to inspire others with my singing."
The top management of China Satellite TV was also very satisfied with the performance. As an official station, they always have to be ahead of local stations in terms of thinking.
"It's a really nice show," a middle-aged man said, adjusting his glasses. "And the issues it addresses are exactly what we need to address. I hope this stage can bring strength to those who are watching our show."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
