At this time, on the other side of City G, Pei Hanzhou, who had been working for sixteen hours in a row, finally finished his last project meeting.
The man loosened his tie, leaned back in his chair wearily, and closed his eyes to rest.
Ten minutes later, the secretary cautiously knocked on the door and said softly, "Madam just sent a new message."
The man remained calm as usual, not even raising his eyelids: "What did you say?"
"You are invited to see her performance."
The man's eyelids moved.
His rest time was rather tricky, and even if he was extremely tired, he would never fall asleep until nightfall. It didn't matter whether he watched the performance or not, but this seemed like the first time she had invited him, and as a qualified husband—at least on the surface—he had no reason to refuse.
Pei Hanzhou stood up and took off his coat. As he took two steps, he thought of something. The corners of his lips curled up, and he wanted to hear more. "How did you invite me?"
He didn't expect that someone as proud as her would make such a request. The man inexplicably felt a sense of pleasure in being pleased, and his brain secreted pleasure hormones that exploded in his bones like electric currents, waiting for deeper comfort.
"Uh..." The secretary swallowed and relayed the story more carefully, "...you can come if you want."
“…”
The man hung the clothes back in their place.
Lin Luosang had no idea that her four words had brought a roller coaster experience to her husband. In fact, she had no time to worry about it at all. Faced with the intense schedule of the program, she had long forgotten the three words Pei Hanzhou.
Today's competition system has set up a challenger. The program has not yet announced who the challenger is, but seeing Jiang Mei's expression backstage, Lin Luosang guessed that it must be a powerful singer-songwriter.
Her love song was scheduled to be performed in the first round, and she was the first to go on stage - and the slow song was also sung first, which was a deadly arrangement.
Fortunately, Lin Luosang has become accustomed to being targeted by the program crew.
Everything was normal at the beginning. The lyrical song she performed today was called "Cut". It was more artistic and told the story of a teenager's growth process from the perspective of an observer. There were no fancy skills, but very gentle and resonant lyrics and music, a bit like a bard.
As a result, when she sang "He staggered/stole a period of time", there was suddenly a noise in the earphone.
In-ear monitors are the headphones worn by singers when they sing. Because the live environment is noisy, singers must use in-ear monitors to hear their own voices and accompaniment. Otherwise, if they get the beat wrong or the pitch wrong, the stage will become a car accident scene.
A mishap with the in-ear monitor during a live performance was a major disaster. Lin Luosang was stunned for a moment, then quickly calmed herself down and began counting the beats in her head. Fortunately, the song had only just been written, and she hadn't forgotten the melody.
After about ten seconds of noise, the in-ear monitor returned to normal. She had entered the chorus a beat and a half earlier. The audience probably couldn't hear it, but the judges with sharp ears would definitely notice it.
She completed the rest of the performance as if nothing had happened, without mixing any unhappy personal emotions into the songs. She just went backstage and was so angry that she almost became autistic.
She can accept any other kind of attacks, but music is her bottom line.
She is a perfectionist when it comes to the stage and would never allow such low-level mistakes to occur on her official stage. Moreover, it was obvious that others were involved in the sabotage, causing the song that should have achieved the best effect to suddenly go wrong. It was like watching a piece of her own child's clothes being torn.
Yue Hui noticed that she was in a bad mood, so he asked her the reason when he handed her the water cup. After learning the situation, he was speechless: "What are you doing? You can even make fun of a live broadcast?!"
Ah Guai knew Lin Luosang's ability, so he came over and asked if there was something wrong with the control panel. As time went by, more and more people gathered, and some even called the agent.
I don’t know if the director team wanted to change the subject or if there was really a new situation, but they called an emergency meeting with the artists backstage to discuss the newly changed rules.
The other artists all gathered around, leaving only Lin Luosang standing there drinking water. Everyone looked a little embarrassed.
The director wanted to ignore Lin Luosang, but she was standing nearby. He couldn't pretend nothing happened in front of everyone, so he walked over and handed her the script. "Luosang, take a look. We've changed the rules temporarily."
Lin Luosang took it passively but did not open it. He lowered his eyes and remained silent.
The director was embarrassed and could only chuckle: "Why aren't you watching? What happened?"
"Director, shouldn't you be the one who knows best what happened?" Lin Luosang went straight forward without hesitation.
"Huh?" The director pretended to be confused, then slapped his head. "Oh, are you angry about the in-ear monitor incident just now? There might be some unexpected incident, and I will criticize them..."
Before the other party could finish his high-sounding speech, Lin Luosang couldn't bear it any longer. "What else could be a surprise? They just want me to underperform and fall to the second round, so they can use the challenger to kick me out?"
The hall was instantly silent, and the singer-songwriters looked at each other in bewilderment.
"I don't care what you think, just don't ruin my stage. That's the bottom line."
Lin Luosang threw the notebook on the table and said in a low, cold voice, "Whoever wants to read this broken rule can do so. I won't serve you anymore."
After saying that, she left and went to her own lounge and never came out again. The director was left speechless after being refuted, standing there awkwardly with a pale face.
Ah Guai stared at Lin Luosang's disappearing back, sighed, and whispered, "Sister Sang has a very good temper. I really pissed her off this time... She's very dedicated to her music and quite respectful. Nothing should touch her songs."
"She is indeed very strong. Everyone would be angry if such a problem occurred." Hua Hongzhe, a senior, also said so.
Cong Yinghui, who has always admired Lin Luosang, felt the same way. "The production team shouldn't think everyone has to flatter them. Lin Luosang has no shortage of money or talent, so why should he suffer this?"
…
There was a commotion backstage. Yue Hui, the agent, was a little unsure of the situation. He wandered at the door of the lounge for several times, thinking about the possibility of pushing the door open and then being the target of Lin Luosang's anger.
After finally mustering up the courage, Yue Hui convinced himself in his heart, "I'll leave immediately after I ask whether he will still participate in the next show." However, when he opened the door, he found Lin Luosang sitting cross-legged on the sofa, with his fingers clenched on his legs, and he closed his eyes and muttered to himself as if he was cultivating immortality.
Yue Hui moved closer and heard her mumbling softly:
I don't get angry when others get angry, but no one can replace me if I get angry and ruin my health.
Don't be angry, don't be angry, being angry gives the devil room.
The scene was quite adorable, and Yue Hui burst out laughing: "Are you practicing your emoji skills?"
Lin Luosang slowly opened his eyes and took a few deep breaths: "I suspect I'm not here to participate in the show, but to overcome the tribulation."
She put her hand into her coat pocket and touched something. When she took it out, she found it was a lollipop.
...It seems like it was stolen from Pei Hanzhou's car last time.
Sweets can help to lighten the mood, and she didn't have time to care about calories. She quickly tore open the package and welcomed the comfort brought by the mango milk candy.
After swallowing a candy, her mood finally improved a lot. She bit the stick and listened to Yue Hui ask: "Are you still going to the second round?"
"Is there even a question? I'm definitely going to perform," Lin Luosang said, standing up. "The fans are already here. I'd be so sorry if I didn't sing. And let's be honest. The production team is at fault. What's wrong with my song? Since I prepared it, I have to take responsibility for it. I'm going to sing it if I can."
Yue Hui, who had just been afraid of being scolded, felt that all his worries were unnecessary. The artist in front of him was much more insightful than he had imagined. He was so moved that he wanted to cry: "You said it so well! Today you are my life mentor!!"
Lin Luosang stretched his legs and hit the nail on the head: "Is it because I left the show that you can't get paid?"
Yue Hui: “…”
Why talk about money? It hurts feelings.
The first round of singing is over. Two people were eliminated in the previous episode, and there are six people left in this episode.
The top three will advance directly without having to participate in the second round of competition.
Except for Jiang Mei, this show was almost a battle of gods. Lin Luosang made a rhythm mistake and of course failed to make it into the top three, but fortunately she has successfully adjusted her mentality and continues to prepare for the next stage with full enthusiasm.
It was singing and dancing, a high-intensity singing and dancing that she had prepared for a long time, like a killer move.
Today's challenger is Zhong Yuan, and unsurprisingly, he chose Lin Luosang. The remaining two singer-songwriters will automatically form a team for the second round of competition, with the loser's position pending.
Originally, the loser between Lin Luosang and Zhong Yuanli was to be determined, but the program team just changed the rules - if the challenger wins, the guest will be eliminated directly; if the guest wins, the challenger will leave.
Anyway, it was a clear and final decision, without any reason at all. It was simply because Lin Luosang was too eye-catching, and they didn't want to leave her any chance of resurrection.
Zhong Yuan was also a strong opponent. He rocked the place with a rock song and gave a guitar solo at the end. His performance was so exciting that even Lin Luosang couldn't help but applaud after watching the performance.
No wonder the program team chose him to eliminate themselves, the chances of winning are indeed very high.
But she is not weak either.
Lin Luosang cleared her throat and walked onto the stage. Spotlights poured down from above her head. She turned her back to the camera, raised her hand, and snapped her fingers crisply.
Next, it’s her home court.
She is very satisfied with the song "Extinguishing the Moon". The melody is very rich and diverse, covering Trap, EDM, and Synth-pop. The overall feeling is of heavy industry mixed with cosmic and imaginative distortion. It is grand and explosive, and the small details are also very catchy. The drum beats will surely arouse the audience's excitement to the greatest extent.
When the prelude just started, the audience was still immersed in the atmosphere of the previous show. There was a burst of impetuous noise from the audience, and some people even shouted: "Zhong Yuan! Encore!"
Encore means "You sang so well, please sing another song", which is a high compliment to the singer. However, asking Zhong Yuan to do the encore on Lin Luosang's stage was obviously to belittle her and praise Zhong Yuan, and there was also a hint of contempt in it.
The audience's cries for an encore were about to intensify, until she delivered a penetrating line: "Hook the moon and sneak into the Colosseum / The Milky Way, splashed with ink, wanders dangerously." The arrangement, a mix of metallic and dreamy, instantly captivated everyone, and the noisy voices of doubt audibly subsided...
The audience began to turn against them.
"Wow, this song is also very touching!"
"Stop yelling at the back. Aren't you annoying when you keep yelling at others?"
"Don't bring bad things to Zhong Yuan. Please respect Lin Luosang. He's also very awesome."
"Extinguish the Moon" has a very strong sense of rhythm, and the tension builds as the melody deepens. However, in just ten seconds, she has successfully brought most of the audience into her own world.
Although her dancing is not at the instructor level, due to her rich stage experience, her sense of camera is superb. The microphone does not block her face at all and affects her appearance. She also knows when to use what angle. The whole stage performance can be described in four words - pleasing to the eye.
She controlled the emotions of the entire audience, who either shook their arms to the beat or twisted their bodies to match the rhythm, enjoying this cool yet hot audio-visual feast, feeling comfortable and enjoyable.
Lin Luosang was so immersed in the performance that she didn't feel anything until the most exciting and explosive climax of the song came with a "BOOM". With the sound of electricity, she jumped from behind the moon prop. When she landed steadily, the moon behind her, which flickered on and off, burst into extremely bright light!
The audience immediately fell into an uproar, with occasional loud screams coming out -
Then Lin Luosang discovered that it was raining heavily.
A swift and fierce rainstorm poured down, hitting people painfully like hail. The raindrops splashed on the floor and railings in a mess, and the scene fell into chaos in an instant.
Honestly, it's impossible not to have a blank mind.
But once the performance begins, it cannot end abruptly or be stopped at will. This is her professional belief and her responsibility to every audience member.
At first, many people were still watching her performance in the heavy rain. The rain did not dampen the enthusiasm of the fans, but made the scene more exciting and shocking. The cheers came one after another. Lin Luosang squinted her eyes due to the rain, but she still calmly shook it off and continued to fight.
But just as the second verse was about to begin, a large number of staff members wearing raincoats came out, shouting through loudspeakers: "It's raining heavily, everyone please be careful! Please collect your raincoats from the staff in an orderly manner to avoid catching a cold or getting sick! I repeat, the staff are handing out raincoats—Hey! Woman in red in Section C, don't stand up! It's dangerous!"
The girl in red challenged him directly: "If I don't stand up, what's the point of watching the show? Do you know you're blocking the audience?!"
There was also a lot of debate in the audience: "Fuck, are you sick? You're singing on stage and you're using your motherf*cking megaphone! It's so noisy!!"
"Do we really need such tall bodyguards and so many people to distribute raincoats? Are you here to cause trouble?"
…
The heavy rain lasted for more than ten minutes before it stopped. Lin Luosang danced for the full five minutes in the extremely cold rain without slacking off. Only when he got off the stage did he feel a little unwell. It was probably because his resistance was weakened after staying up all night to prepare for the stage.
The assistant hurried over to put her coat on. As Yue Hui handed her the thermos, he started cursing, "This stupid production team, they sent out all 5'9" bodyguards to block the audience. It's so fucking shameless. Have they even given up their dignity to eliminate you?"
The assistant chimed in, "Exactly. It's hard for Sangsang to sing and dance for so long, and the audience can't even see the broadcast screen."
"The director team must be ecstatic," Lin Luosang said, his voice trembling. "This time it wasn't a human accident, it was the weather."
The production team must have felt that this rainstorm was a blessing from heaven. They neither destroyed her stage nor prevented the audience from watching the performance by distributing raincoats. They did not harm the integrity of her stage, but interrupted the audience's experience, thus cutting off a lot of votes that should have been cast for Lin Luosang.
Throughout the whole process, it seemed that only one of her fans could take pictures of her and interact with her.
The results of the on-site voting will be released tonight, and the online voting will end at noon tomorrow, so the total results will also be released at noon tomorrow.
Everything was still unknown at the moment, and she didn't want to think about the outcome. After drinking a few sips of warm water, she felt a little dizzy and closed her eyes: "I think I need to go back and take a bath first..."
Before he could finish, a voice came from behind him asking, "Losang? Are you okay?"
The voice was both familiar and unfamiliar. Lin Luosang turned around and saw Duan Qing's face, a face he hadn't seen in a long time. Duan Qing was a folk singer. The two of them had recorded several programs together at the manor last year, but unfortunately, due to some force majeure, the programs could not be broadcast, and the two had hardly seen each other since then.
She was a little surprised: "Why are you here?"
"I came all the way here to see your performance. You know I love your songs." Duan Qing waved the ticket in his hand. "There happened to be an event nearby, so I came right after it was over."
"Thank you," she sniffed and smiled, "It's a pity that there was a problem on the stage today."
"But you performed very well," he praised. "You've improved a lot compared to before, both in the arrangement and the lyrics."
After a while of pleasantries, her discomfort grew even stronger. She was too embarrassed to say she didn't want to talk anymore and wanted to leave. She took out a tissue to dry the water from her hair when she heard a voice clamoring not far away: "Holy crap! It's Pei Hanzhou alive!"
She frowned, and then a tall and handsome man appeared in front of her.
He is indeed her perfect husband made in heaven, who even missed her perfection while watching a performance.
The man lowered his eyes without any emotion and straightened his clothes: "I didn't come here--"
"It's me, it's me," Luo Xun, who was standing behind him, raised his hand and told the truth. "I wanted to see the show, so I dragged him here."
"I've finished my performance. You can watch the rest."
Lin Luosang supported herself on the table and tried to stand up, but the dizziness suddenly became more severe. She lost her balance and staggered two steps.
Duan Qing was close and subconsciously reached out to help, but Luo Xun immediately rushed forward, standing between them and making a blocking gesture towards Duan Qing: "Brother, no, no, I'm already married."
Pei Hanzhou: “…”
Then Luo Xun started to wink at the man frantically: "Ahem, Pei, Pei what Zhou, why are you standing there trying to help your wife?"
Pei Hanzhou looked at Luo Xun for a few seconds as if he were an idiot, then walked forward wordlessly and grabbed Lin Luosang's slender arm.
Luo Xun was shocked: "I asked you to help me, and you really did??"
The man frowned, and even his brows were filled with the expression of "what else?"
Luo Xun, a veteran in the love field, tried to enlighten his friend. He cupped his palms and made a pushing gesture, signaling Pei Hanzhou to find a way to save her from walking.
The man with extraordinary comprehension quickly put his hands on Lin Luosang's waist, and then with a force...
Carried it up.
Lin Luosang: ...
Luo Xun: ???
Luo Xun gave up: "Pei Hanzhou, I think it's a miracle that you can find a wife. I will take you to apply for the Guinness World Record tomorrow."
Lin Luosang kicked his legs weakly twice and hugged his neck to save himself from falling. Although he wanted to scold him, he was not feeling well at the moment and his words were soft.
"…your shoulder poked me in the stomach."
The straight man carried her like a backpack for a few steps before he heard her words clearly. He paused and judging by his gestures, he seemed to want to carry her at a different angle.
Lin Luosang: "No one would choose to carry a girl in a skirt on their back. That would expose her, Mr. Pei."
"Then what should I do?"
He asked so frankly that even Lin Luosang hesitated for a moment.
She raised her eyes and gestured with her fingers in front of him: "Horizontal - princess carry - haven't you seen TV dramas? Girls wearing skirts are princesses and should be carried like princesses!"
Pei Hanzhou: “…”
"By the way, take off your coat and cover my legs, otherwise it will be easy to expose yourself."
“…………”
After lowering her from his shoulders, Pei Hanzhou took off his suit jacket and tied it around the waist of this delicate princess. The man, who was always decisive and swift, was surprisingly a bit awkward in this task. Then he found the right angle and, expressionless, lifted her up and carried her sideways.
A faint scent of cypress wafted from his collar, relaxing his nerves for no reason. Lin Luosang swung his legs in satisfaction and mercilessly started complaining, "That's more like it. No husband would push his shoulder against his wife's stomach, okay?"
The man lowered his eyes calmly: "No wife would put her hands on her husband's throat."
As she finished speaking, she realized that her hand was still on his neck and throat. When she was anxious, she would unconsciously apply force, which did look like she was trying to choke him to death.
Lin Luosang silently put down his claws.
He should be taking her to the garage. It had just rained and the air outside the venue was fresh. She couldn't help but breathe in deeply. When she looked up, raindrops from the tips of leaves hit her nose, feeling cool.
She might have a low fever and just wanted to find something to cool her down. Feeling the cold raindrops, she couldn't help but stick out her tongue a little.
Before she could catch even half a drop, a shadow suddenly fell over her, and the man lowered his head mercilessly, blocking her way.
She shifted in dissatisfaction because she didn't receive the rain, and heard him whisper back, "Dirty."
“…but I’m so hot.”
The man stood up straight again, not intending to care anymore: "Whatever you want."
Reason told him to look straight ahead and walk carefully, but his eyes drifted uncontrollably to the person in his arms. She really wanted to touch something. At this moment, the tip of her pale pink tongue peeked out from her lips, and there was a slight tendency to curl upwards. Her eyes were closed, her eyelashes fell like a fan, and her cheeks were flushed.
The man's Adam's apple rolled.
Lin Luosang was indeed very sincere in trying to catch the rain, because she was not only hot, but also a little thirsty.
The street lamp cast a tiny light on her eyelids, but a shadow seemed to fall in front of her along with a warm breath. Before she could fully perceive it, the small tip of her tongue was wrapped by something.
Icy, cool, and soft.
A man's lips?
She suddenly opened her eyes and caught Pei Hanzhou in the act of retreating.
Lin Luosang thought, "You can't get away this time." He immediately launched into a barrage of questions: "What are you doing? Did you get my permission? Do you know that this is taking advantage of me?"
Unexpectedly, the man just responded solemnly, readily and calmly acquiescing.
"I'm not a good person to begin with."
Lin Luosang:?
What a novel way of solving the problem.
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