Chapter 92



The moment the fireworks exploded, the barrage of comments in the live broadcast room also exploded like fireworks.

[Yan Chaozhao!!! You—are—my—God!!!]

[Yan Chaochao was so cool when he jumped down! My adrenaline surged and I jumped up from the sofa!]

[Wow! Is this such a big deal?]

[She actually appeared in a helicopter! This is too exciting!]

[The next group of contestants will probably cry, hahahaha]

[I'm dying of laughter. I'm already sympathizing with the people who appear after Yan Chaochao. This is simply a dimensionality reduction attack.]

The helicopter made a high-profile appearance, fireworks exploded on the scene, and the enthusiastic drum beats suddenly sounded.

All of this is being promoted in a high-profile manner, and the climax of tonight's stage is about to come!

As the sound of oriental drums rang out, the helicopter slowly rose, and seven unmanned aircraft flew out from the helicopter, dropping seven vermilion gauze curtains, like crimson bead curtains, or like blood-red rain, instantly pulling the scene into a hazy red fantasy.

The lights on the scene gradually turned red, and in the hazy red phantom, a pure black figure could be vaguely seen.

As the light sound of the flute broke through the drum beats, singing came from the vermilion illusion, as if it came from an ancient ballad.

The singing seemed to pull all the audience into the battlefield.

Smoke, cold wind, artillery fire...

Lives were in ruins, the world was in turmoil, blood was shed...

As soon as the song started, many musicians in front of the screen raised their eyes and looked at the screen, with a look of slight surprise in their eyes.

This arrangement...

There's something.

You should know that for songs with an oriental classical style, in addition to writing lyrics and composing music, arranging the music is often a more difficult step.

Many similar songs on the market often have good lyrics and music but bad arrangements. They lack the sense of being enjoyable to listen to and cannot stand up to scrutiny.

But this song is clearly not like that. It is full of a steady and cautious style, but in the treatment of certain details, it also has a sense of agility, not being completely rigid. In fact, it has made many musicians' eyes light up.

As the singer pulled aside the scarlet gauze curtain, everyone finally saw clearly the singer of the song.

When seeing this face, everyone reacted differently.

Many viewers in front of the live broadcast room showed confused expressions. Kong Xiaxuan in the audience widened her eyes slightly. Cheng Aotian, who was waiting backstage, suddenly looked gloomy. The other members of the NICE group couldn't help but blurt out "Brother Yan".

[Who is this? I don’t even know him…]

[I haven't seen it either... I don't think it's very famous...]

[Holy crap! How did that person I was chasing on the talent show show up here?! And he's even working with Yan Chaochao?]

"Brother Yan! Why are you here?!"

[Holy crap! This was my one pick on the talent show! I saw him writing OSTs for some TV dramas recently, and I thought he was going to completely move behind the scenes. I was sad for a while... I didn't expect him to be on New Year's Eve with Yan Chaochao?!]

[Wait! How did Yan Jing and Yan Chaochao meet? Why do I feel like my dimensional wall has been broken again?!]

At the scene, when Kong Xiaxuan recognized this figure, her hand holding the camera trembled slightly.

She is actually a fan of the NICE group. She came to the scene this time because she knew that the NICE group would participate in tonight's New Year's Eve event, and she came to the scene specifically to prepare to shoot some materials.

However, when following the talent show, few people knew that what attracted her in the first place was actually Yan Jing’s debut stage performance.

A guitar and a microphone.

Yan Jing just quietly sang a song he composed.

Compared to other contestants, he didn't have any fancy packaging and even wore only a suit for an interview. There was no sign of him having been trained as a trainee.

He only has himself and his songs.

But just sitting there, he was enough to defeat thousands of troops.

Later, when Yan Jing was eliminated from the show, Kong Xiaxuan was really sad for a long time before she recovered.

At this moment, looking at Yan Jing standing under the lights on the stage again, Kong Xiaxuan blinked and held back the soreness in her eyes.

I can see Yan Jing on the stage again...

very nice.

When everyone's attention was attracted by the music, another black shadow in the scarlet gauze curtain finally moved.

As the drones dispersed slightly, another black shadow finally began to dance.

She was wearing a black dress, and every step she took was in time with the drum beat. Her movements seemed gentle, but in fact they were powerful. Her eyes flashed in front of the camera, and the rich emotions in them were enough to horrify the audience who saw this look, and bring them deeply into the chaotic world she lived in.

[I declare that the best stage in my mind has come out tonight...]

[Oh my god… Yan Chaozhao’s look just now made me feel numb.]

Is there any director or producer watching this video? Could you please cast Yan Chaochao as a female swordsman? I've already created a 10,000-word story in my head!

Kong Xiaxuan held the camera and pressed it frantically, with a gleam in her eyes.

When Yan Chaochao appeared, she couldn't help but raise the camera in her hand.

If she didn't capture such a beautiful scene with the camera, she would definitely regret it afterwards!

Compared to the excitement of the audience in front of the stage, the faces of the NICE group waiting backstage looked rather grim.

As they were both participating in the New Year's Eve Gala, their stage performances would definitely be compared, not to mention that they appeared right after Yan Chaochao.

Now watching the camera sweep across the audience's reactions, it is enough to see that the audience loves this stage, not to mention themselves who are waiting in the backstage. There are also many members of the NICE group who have already fallen in love with this stage.

How can this be compared?

Not many people could sympathize with the NICE group's inner anxiety at this moment, as everyone's attention was focused on the stage.

In the first minute of the stage, the overall tone was still desolate, until the 1 minute and 5 seconds, with the booming drumbeats, Yan Chaochao finally drew her sword.

The moment the cold light flashed, countless people subconsciously held their breath.

Kong Xiaxuan's eyes lit up, and she held her camera steady with trembling hands.

She had a premonition that the most exciting moment of this stage was coming!

Just one glance and Kong Xiaxuan couldn't take her eyes off him.

Yan Chaochao was wearing a black dress and slashed towards the camera with a cold face. The moment she split the scarlet gauze curtain, it seemed as if she also split the hearts of the audience amid the exclamations of the audience.

Suddenly, thunder rumbled in the sky.

It was as if thunder was crowning this sword!

The fans at the scene have already gone crazy!

No matter which star they were following, from the moment Yan Chaochao appeared on the stage, Yan Jing's singing sounded, to Yan Chaochao's sword dancing, the cameras in their hands never stopped for a moment.

Who has seen this scene?

No one has ever seen it!

Even if these scenes were put in a movie, they would probably be considered exaggerated by some viewers, but they actually appeared on the New Year's Eve stage.

The cameras in the entire venue were flashing like crazy, and there was excitement in everyone's eyes.

[Oh my god! This is actually a New Year's Eve stage!]

[Holy crap! That sword move just now was absolutely amazing!]

Please, is there any director who would like Yan Chaozhao to star in a martial arts film? I can't remember how long it's been since I've seen this kind of skills and sword dance in a martial arts film.

[A man wrote in blood, asking for a martial arts film role!]

[Two people wrote in blood! ]

[Three people wrote in blood! ]

It was not until the drumbeats slowly died down, as if the drums had finally been sounded that Yan Chaochao slowly withdrew his sword.

The camera froze on her face, with a slight smile on her bright features, as if she didn't care about anything in the world.

It was like the smoke after a war, it dissipated without being caught.

The lights in the venue slowly dimmed, and the scene seemed to return to "calm" again, but in the eyes of the seemingly quiet audience, there were turbulent and unstable waves.

I don’t know who shouted it first, but soon the whole audience was shouting “Encore”.

Although it wasn't midnight yet for the finale performance, the atmosphere in the venue had already been pushed to its climax by the performance performed by Yan Chaochao and Yan Jing.

As the audience cheered for the encore, the members of the NICE group backstage gasped.

Following behind such a stage...

How do I answer this?!

The author has something to say:

Let me see which idiot is still working.

Oh, it turns out it’s me QAQ

I've been working overtime for a few days, so I'll slow down and continue to work.

Pick 10 babies from the comment section and send them red envelopes!

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