When his harmonies are added, it has a deep, magical quality, like a remix.
It's a rare opportunity to perform in front of a national audience, and everyone is showing off their skills.
Wang Xinfeng, in particular, ran around playing the suona, sometimes blowing it at Grandpa Li, sometimes at Wang Weibao and the bass.
At some point, Zou Wenjuan threw her long hair and hair clips out.
He bent over, legs spread, and frantically strummed the electric guitar. Then, to the beat of the drums, he started headbanging.
Well, the colorful lights are shining randomly.
One moment on stage, the next in the audience.
The party was starting to feel like a concert. No, it was more like a disco; many people in the audience seats had already started standing up, swaying their hips, and nodding their heads.
Xing Baohua genuinely covered her face.
That girl actually tossed her head, and her slender waist and leather jacket and pants swung quite beautifully.
The song finally ended after five or six minutes, but the audience didn't care about that and kept chanting for an encore.
The director must be getting impatient! If they keep going with encores, the rest of the performances will go over time.
Sure enough, Teacher Zhao from the animal world came to the rescue.
He secretly waved to them, telling them to pack their things and get off the stage.
Moreover, quite a few staff members have already come out to help move things.
Another commotion ensued, and the mischievous youths in the stands began whistling.
The performance was finally over. We packed our things and went back to the guesthouse to rest. There wasn't much left to see, and staying any longer would just be torture.
When the team members found the backstage area, they saw the host of the show saying to Zou Wenjuan, "Would you like to sing on a higher platform?"
Wang Weibao quickly stepped in to interrupt, saying, "I'm sorry, she already has a management company and a record label. There will be opportunities to work together in the future."
Xing Baohua was very satisfied with Wang Weibao's actions and walked over to say, "Let's go back and rest."
Suddenly, a staff member wearing a thick vest, who looked like he was sweating, ran up to Zou Wenjuan and said, "Your group can't leave yet. The director just told me to inform you that we can add another show for you after midnight."
Seeing the sweating staff member, Xing Baohua said, "No, those two difficult songs are already her limit. Please thank the production team for me."
That counts as a refusal.
We couldn't refuse, since only the staff running around were sweating; the rest of us were freezing.
If they were indoors, the heating would help. But by midnight, I wonder how many of them will catch a cold.
He just left like that, waving his sleeves and walking away. He has to rush home tomorrow.
Fortunately, the flight was arranged in advance. Otherwise, going home would have been a pipe dream.
In the middle of the night, Xing Baohua had just groggily lay down when she heard a knock on the door.
When I opened the door, it was Zou Wenjuan.
Without a care in the world, he said, "Something wrong? Can't we talk about it tomorrow?"
"I'm cold."
Xing Baohua quickly reached out to touch her forehead.
It's not hot! I touched my neck again, and it wasn't hot at all!
Alright! What's burning hot is that beautiful body.
The blankets were moving on the large, comfortable bed.
He looked down at her and kissed her gently.
Never mind, I won't describe it anymore. In short, some indescribable things are happening.
The next day, the two woke up in the morning light, reminiscing about the indescribable events of the previous night.
Xing Baohua smiled sweetly, while the girl in his arms blushed.
Actually, it wasn't accidental that the two of them ended up lying together. It was more like a natural progression.
After being poached twice, Zou Wenjuan felt somewhat flustered and uneasy.
She knew very well that everything she had was thanks to Xing Baohua.
From songwriting to arranging the band, everything was done by men.
If she were to leave this man one day, would she still have anything to achieve? She felt somewhat lost.
Just as Xing Baohua said, if one day she becomes valuable, she will consider selling her contract.
So she was inexplicably afraid.
Besides, Zou Wenjuan had nothing but her heart and her body.
If you bind her tightly, she won't sell her contract.
As for whether to fight or not, in her father's words, Third Grandma is actually quite good. If she wants a place to stay, then it's abroad.
After getting up, washing up, and dressing, Xing Baohua said to Zou Wenjuan, "Happy New Year."
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, you have to greet everyone you meet with "Happy New Year".
Unfortunately, it wasn't going to become a huge hit. These days, bosses giving employees red envelopes (cash gifts) hasn't really taken off yet.
It's not that we're not interested, it's that we're afraid to!
After greeting everyone and having breakfast, we got into the hotel car and headed to an airport.
After waiting for more than two hours, the plane slowly emerged and parked on the runway.
There were no boarding passes, and no flight attendants to guide them. The group boarded the plane with their luggage and equipment. Fortunately, several other people who had also checked in helped them.
Once on the plane, they realized that apart from some cargo, there were only a few people, and the seats were all against the wall of the plane, and they were sitting upright.
Okay, a transport plane is still an airplane, and it will reach the provincial capital in three hours.
What's the difference between transport planes and passenger planes?
Just like off-road vehicles and luxury sedans, when encountering turbulence, the combination of the bumps and the hard seat under your bottom is something only those who have experienced it can understand.
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