"Ruirui, this is totally unlike what you would say," Tang Yue looked at Wang Xingrui, somewhat surprised.
After all, she and Lin Xuan'er rarely say such things before the game.
They should all be representatives of those who believe that man can conquer nature.
"If you insist on asking me to say something like, 'It's definitely possible, we're the best, everything is the best arrangement,' that sounds fake."
"I think everyone is as nervous as I am."
Wang Xingrui sighed and looked into the distance involuntarily.
From their position, they can see the scenery outside the window.
The endless skyscrapers are all lit with neon lights, like a sea of light.
They don’t know how many lights are on inside for tonight’s game.
The room next door belongs to Wen Yuan.
She had a cup of tea on the table, but it was cold by now.
Wen Yuan sat at the table, looking a little absent-minded.
"I thought I would be completely non-nervous."
Wen Yuan glanced at her agent and seemed not very satisfied with her current situation.
"This is normal! This is the finals! I don't believe there's anyone who isn't nervous. If there is, I doubt that person wants to win the championship at all."
"I haven't thought about it," Wen Yuan said frankly, "but I still get nervous. I'm even too nervous to look at my phone. I'm afraid I'll suddenly see a Weibo post cursing me and completely lose my temper."
The agent beside him was amused by Wen Yuan:
"I can't even remember how many years ago it was since you were this nervous. If you don't want to watch it, then don't watch it. Otherwise, just stare blankly. The opening ceremony isn't far away, so why not wait and enjoy Mr. Zhou's masterpiece?"
"You're right," Wen Yuan took a sip of herbal tea, and immediately felt her throat soothed. "I heard that Mr. Zhou spent quite a bit of money on this opening ceremony? I'm really looking forward to the content of the program then."
"What kind of person is Mr. Zhou?" the agent laughed. "The last thing he lacks is money. I want to see what big deal he has made."
Compared to Wen Yuan, Jin Xiu Yu actually looked more relaxed.
But only she herself knew that she was actually very nervous.
Now she didn't even dare to think about what song she was about to sing.
She was afraid that she would forget all the lyrics.
Looking at Jin Xiuyu's expression, the agent waved his hand in front of her face and asked, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Jin Xiuyu's answer was false. Now her brain had lost the ability to think.
"I feel like you're going crazy." The agent shook his head. "Honestly, no matter how nervous you are right now, you'll relax as soon as you're on stage."
"Really?" Jin Xiuyu blinked, looking unconvinced. "I'm afraid that when I get on stage and see those 80,000 people, they'll just go crazy."
Moreover, Jin Xiuyu didn't know how many of these people were from Goryeo.
It's easy to imagine that the majority of people at the scene are Chinese.
Only then did Jin Xiuyu realize how great an advantage China had as the host of the first session.
Although the audience cannot vote, their cheers can directly affect the performance of the contestants.
"It's not that exaggerated," the agent laughed helplessly. "If it really doesn't work, you can wait for the opening ceremony. I heard that Mr. Zhou spent a lot of money this time."
"Really?" Jin Xiuyu responded perfunctorily. It seemed that even the opening ceremony could not excite her.
In fact, she just wants the performance to start right away, with a sense of wanting to die early and be reborn soon.
In Ash's room, the man was already asleep on the sofa.
The agent and assistant lowered their voices and spoke quietly:
"What happened to him last night? Did he rehearse until daytime?"
The assistant shook his head: "I saw that my brother went to bed very early, otherwise I wouldn't have left. Now that I think about it, could he have insomnia?"
The agent frowned and was about to say that with Ashe's good mental state, how could she possibly suffer from insomnia.
But on second thought, this is the finals, and many people predict that the number of real-time viewers tonight will suddenly reach 400 million, making it the undisputed global ratings champion.
Think about it, performing in front of so many people, if you are not careful, the reputation of your entire career may be affected.
Insomnia seems to explain it.
The agent shook his head and sighed, "I don't know if he'll be able to see the opening ceremony after he wakes up. If not, it would be quite a shame."
The assistant looked up curiously. "Brother, what exactly is this opening ceremony? I heard someone talking about it during rehearsal."
"We just know there will be an opening ceremony," the agent shrugged. "But if you ask me what it's about, I don't know."
"But Zhou Yiyang's aesthetic taste has been praised by the editor-in-chief of Vogue. We might as well trust him."
At this point, there were only five minutes left before tonight's finals began.
The audience outside the venue was still reluctant to leave, and some older people even organized themselves to start square dancing on the spot.
"Aren't you leaving yet?" the patrolling guard asked, looking confused. "It's already full, they're definitely not letting anyone in. And our gymnasium is incredibly soundproof; you won't hear a thing standing here."
The audience shook their heads, their expressions very firm:
"Then let's wait until it's over. Maybe we can run into Moonlight Girl!"
"We came here to find that kind of atmosphere. Later, a group of us will watch the live broadcast on our phones. Wouldn't that be quite lively?"
The security guard was speechless and thought that it was really difficult to communicate with these fans.
He checked the time, walked into the gymnasium, and closed the door.
At this moment, the 80,000 spectators at the scene were extremely excited.
Among them, 80 percent are Chinese.
If Zhou Yiyang had not manipulated the situation behind the scenes and reserved seats for overseas audiences, the scene would probably be full of Chinese people, and most of them would be fans of Moonlight Girl.
Many of them even bought tickets from scalpers at dozens of times the price.
But for them, money is not a problem, they can earn it back later. But if they miss the finals tonight, they will definitely regret it for the rest of their lives!
In the audience, three girls stood up excitedly.
They are the big fans of Moonlight Girl, the Duoduo Family.
"There are only 30 seconds left! What should I do? I feel so nervous!"
"Hahaha! Me too," another person laughed. "Should we do a group countdown?"
Their suggestion was quickly agreed upon by all the audience.
The nervous contestants backstage soon heard a deafening sound coming from outside:
"10! 9! 8! 7! ... 3! 2! 1!"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
