"Senior Yan Zi, we love you!"
"I love you too!" Yan Zi stood on the stage holding the microphone, facing the audience below, with his other hand to his ear as if listening.
"Tell me loudly, what song do you want to hear the most?"
"I"
"stubborn"
"The First Dream"
"Cicada"
At the beginning, there were all kinds of voices, but gradually the voices began to unify, and later there was only one voice left in the whole audience: [The original dream].
After all, Yan Zi originally graduated from Jiangdu Art School. It is completely fine to say that her original dream was here. And the classmates below chose this industry, who doesn’t want to be as famous as Yan Zi?
"Okay, it seems like the song everyone wants to hear the most right now is 'The First Dream', so now..."
Yan Zi paused, then smiled and squinted his eyes and said, "I'll give you the song 'Stupid Kid'."
"Hahahaha!" The students below obviously didn't expect Yan Zi to be so naughty, and they all burst into laughter.
When the current junior and senior students here were studying, Yan Zidu was still in school.
However, Yan Zi was relatively low-key at that time and did not show off. Although she was beautiful, she was not the most outstanding one in the Jiangdu Art School, which was full of competition for beauty.
In addition, she dresses casually, doesn't wear much makeup, and keeps to herself most of the time, so many people think of her as a somewhat translucent and aloof senior.
Only today did I realize that this cool senior sister is so dazzling on the stage, and she is also quite interesting.
"Mom said true love would be wonderful, but I don't have a girl!"
"Senior sister, we are all your girls! Hahaha!" a group of girls shouted.
"Senior, we can be your girls too!" Several boys nearby shouted unwillingly, and one of them even made a charming gesture.
"Hey, pat your chest and stand up bravely!"
"Don't be so sad!"
The song has a simple melody, and almost all the students sang along with Yan Zi.
Only a few people were looking around absentmindedly as if they were looking for someone.
"Zhang Yang, why hasn't that kid come yet?" Looking at Brother Cao and Feng Xiaoyun singing with Yan Zi on the stage, one of the founders of the Xieyun Conference said impatiently.
"How should I know? That guy was fine with what he said during the day, and it doesn't look like he would stand us up!" Zhang Yang was also a little depressed. Could it be that he was really stopped by someone from the music department?
After the song was finished, Yan Zi didn't rest but took advantage of the already heated atmosphere and shouted loudly: "Let's sing 'The First Dream' together again, okay?"
"good!"
Brother Cao, who started singing with Yan Zi, bowed to the audience, then walked back to his drum set and performed a beautiful dance with the drumsticks.
No one paid much attention to Feng Xiaoyun as he went backstage alone.
“If the dream hadn’t fallen off the cliff, it would have been a close call!”
The students in the audience were still singing along and waving their glow sticks. At this time, a big-headed doll came from the back and attracted the attention of some people passing by.
"Please make way, sorry, please make way, sorry, I'm late."
Zhang Yang looked at the man in front of him wearing a big-headed doll mask with a confused look on his face: "You are..."
"I'm the winner of today's Xieyun Conference!" Feng Xiaoyun said as he took out the ticket Zhang Yang gave him.
"Why are you here so late? And why are you carrying a doll with Feng Xiaoyun's face?"
That’s right, anyone with a discerning eye can tell that the big-headed doll that Feng Xiaoyun is wearing now is made based on Feng Xiaoyun’s cartoon image.
You know what, they really look alike.
"Isn't this because I've been delayed preparing this big-headed doll? Besides, if I put on the headgear and ask to go on stage, they're sure to think I'm a Feng Xiaoyun fan. They might not even try to stop me and let me go."
When they heard this, they thought it made sense. This kid is quite smart.
"Have you thought about what to say later?"
"I've made up my mind. I'm going to go up and sing a song. Doesn't Feng Xiaoyun write songs? I can too. I'm going to use my song to fight him."
Zhang Yang and the others looked at each other and said, "Okay, this is much more advanced than just going up and threatening others. This brother is a talented person."
"Brother, which department are you from? You can write songs, so you are not from the music department, right?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.
"No, actually I'm not from your school, but that doesn't affect the fact that I'm on the same page with you guys!"
Several people looked at each other and nodded, steady!
Yan Zi had already finished singing the second song. After singing two songs in a row, he was still a little breathless. He calmed down a little, then picked up the microphone and said:
"Oh, I'm so tired, you know? When I was studying here, I also came here to watch other stars perform. At that time, I thought, I wish I could sing a few songs here one day."
Having said this, Yan Zi bowed to everyone and continued, "Okay, today's two songs are over. Goodbye everyone!"
Although everyone knew it was a joke, they were still amused.
"Ouch, ouch, I can't take it anymore, Senior Yan Zi is too funny."
"Hahaha, she wasn't like this before. Her current state has everything to do with her funny husband."
At this time, Yan Zi pretended to notice Feng Xiaoyun with the big-headed doll below and said in a surprised voice: "Ah, isn't that my husband?"
Everyone looked in the direction she pointed, and sure enough, they saw a "Feng Xiaoyun".
"Haha, this guy is so talented. Where did you buy this headgear?"
"You've made a killing! Wearing this headgear can earn Senior Sister Yanzi calling you husband. Bro, where did you buy that headgear?"
At this time, Yan Zi also walked to the edge of the stage near Feng Xiaoyun and asked softly, "Can you tell me why you brought such a big-headed doll?"
"Because I'm a fan of Feng Xiaoyun!"
Zhang Yang and the others secretly gave him a thumbs up. This guy really spoke without hesitation.
"What a surprise! I didn't expect there would be fans of our Feng Xiaoyun." Yan Zi used her superb acting skills to put on a surprised expression, then asked, "So, do you have anything to say to him when you came here today?"
"I want to sing a song for him, is that okay?" Feng Xiaoyun said loudly.
"Sing a song?" Yan Zi made a somewhat embarrassed expression: "But this is my fan appreciation party, not his."
"Let him sing, let him sing!" Several people in Zhang Yang's group started to make a fuss, and other students followed suit.
They are all young people, who doesn't like to have fun? Although it is Yan Zi's fan appreciation party, a mysterious person suddenly came out and wanted to give a song to Yan Zi's husband Feng Xiaoyun. Everyone is waiting to see this.
"Let him sing!"
"Let him sing!"
"Let him sing!"
Soon everyone shouted in unison.
"Alright!" Yan Zi spread his hands helplessly: "It just so happens that I can still rest for a while."
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