Chapter 107

Jiang Jiusheng tune wheat, standing at the front of the stage, with a hoarse and magnetic voice to greet the 50000 fans in the stadium, always simple: "Hello everyone." After a pause, she introduced herself, "I'm the lead singer, Jiang Jiusheng."

Voice just fell, people mountain people sea, overwhelming applause such as surging.

"Ah ah ah..."

the screams were deafening and lasting.

Jiang Jiusheng smiled and pressed his lips with his fingers. The clamor came to an end. She picked up the microphone and gently opened her lips: "Jin Fanglin, bessier hand."

When the spotlight came to the back, Jin Fanglin chuckled, his fingers moved, and his notes began. He was a happy bass solo.

Short, but strong.

The first bass player in the rock circle, of course, is not called for nothing.

The last bass note falls, surrounded by sound, is Jiang Jiusheng's voice: "the drum is sharp and Ran Ran Ran."

When the light is turned, the main camera is pulled closer, and the close-up directly hits Li Ranran. She throws out the drumstick in her hand, rotates several times in the air, falls back to her hand steadily, hooks the corners of her mouth, raises her hand and knocks it down forcefully, with a clang drum sound and a sense of rhythm.

A short piece of drum solo, and then the handsome end, Li Ran kiss the drumsticks in his own hands, dimples like flowers, and charming and wild.

The woman who plays rock and roll, handsome, can kill! The shrieks of 50000 people in the whole audience can go straight to the sky and break the eardrum of people.

Jiang Jiusheng made a quiet gesture, and the noise stopped a little. The fans in the front row unconsciously leaned forward, waiting for the main guitar and rhythm.

"Tonic guitar," Jiang Jiusheng said slowly, not arrogant or impetuous, "Jiang Jiusheng."

Then, there is a guitar solo, as her style, short, but shocking enough. The speed and rhythm of the hand, wild and arrogant, compared with Zhang Nai, the lead guitarist before, is better than that.

It's no wonder that many music masters have said that there is no second yuan Jiusheng in rock and roll for hundreds of years.

Fans just want to break their voices!

After receiving the guitar sound, Jiang Jiusheng said, "the last is the rhythmic violin,"

her voice is tiny.

Under the spotlight of the stage light, the lifting platform slowly rushed into the sight. Xie Dang, a punk, appeared in front of the fans with a violin in hand.

Jiang Jiusheng said his name loudly: "Xie Dang."

Fifty thousand fans, totally crazy. In the scream, the violin solo flows slowly. It's a piece of light rock, the tune of nine. The violin sound is elegant and mellow. It combines the strength and wildness of rock and roll. It's full of penetrating power, without any violation.

A tail flick, radio, Xie Dang put down the violin, adjusted the position of the microphone: "good evening, everyone, I am Xie Dang."

"Ah -- ah --"

the screams were so loud that the fans spontaneously called Xie Dang's name, which was uniform, loud and excited.

"Xie Dang!"

"Xie Dang!"

"Xie Dang!"

“……”

His forefinger pressed his lips, and he hissed. Fifty thousand fans immediately shuddered.

In the huge gymnasium, only the voice of Xie Dang in the microphone: "three years ago, Jiang Jiusheng suddenly told me that she didn't play the cello, she said that she fell in love with rock and roll."

The tone is careless, like telling a common but profound story.

"What did I say then?"

Xie Dang thought for a while and said with a smile: "Oh, I didn't seem to say anything. After listening, I just smashed the violin on her." He pulled the corners of his lips, and when he smiled, the corners of his eyes bent. "No one is broken, my piano is broken."

Off stage, laughing.

I don't know why, there is some loneliness in the happy tone.

"When she had her first concert, I didn't go. I had a violin recital in Vienna on purpose to meet her schedule, so that she could have a comparison and see my tuxedo with infinite scenery." Xie Dang looked back and smiled at Jiang Jiusheng. "But she didn't even watch the replay!"

Jiang Jiusheng pursed his lips and couldn't help laughing.

Xie Dang glanced at her, walked to the middle of the stage, and faced 50000 fans. He said: "I've been waiting to see Jiang Jiusheng's joke, to see her holding the wooden guitar, to pick up the cello again, to wait for me to play the duet with her big and small Cello in tuxedo. As a result, I've been waiting for today."

for a long time.

Xie Dang looked up, and the bright lights of the stage shone into his eyes. He raised his voice and said clearly: "I will take off my tuxedo for her today."

Under the stage, there is a female fan shouting the name of Xie Dang. She is hysterical and cries loudly.

All of a sudden, in the gymnasium, there was only the crying voice of the musical instrument fan and the slow tone of Xie Dang's violin. The rhythm was very light and slow. It seemed that there was no such sound, accompanied by Xie Dang's faint voice.

"This is the one I used in my first recital. Today, I'm here to accompany Jiang Jiusheng." He looked up and said in a loud voice, "I will serve one person in my life."Fans are shouting frantically, shouting Jiang Jiusheng's name in order. In the earth shaking voice and applause, Xie Dang's voice is soft but firm.

"Jiang Jiusheng is incomparable to her."

Words fell and screams came and went, and fans in the front row chanted their names spontaneously. The rhythm was exciting and regular, which made the atmosphere hot.

"Yuan Jiusheng! Thank you

"Yuan Jiusheng! Thank you

"Yuan Jiusheng! Thank you

In the shouting of thousands of people, the music starts, and after the prelude of wooden guitar, the violin sound enters slowly. The whole audience holds its breath quietly and listens to a guitar and violin ensemble. There is no lyrics, only a soft female voice singing a tune, high mountains and flowing water, which is a song with ancient charm.

One song, Xie Dang put down his bow and went to Jiang Jiusheng: "you can stop playing cello. I'm good enough to use the violin and your guitar."

It's Xie Dang who is arrogant and willful but passionate.

Jiang Jiusheng nodded, eyes slightly red: "thank you, Dangdang."

Xie Dang took a step forward, opened his hand to hold her, and his voice rang in his ear.

"Sheng Sheng,"

"well."

He pulled out the wheat and said, "I like you" in the crowd

I like it very much.

If you can, I like the day when you wear your wedding dress. When you do, I will play you a beautiful song at the wedding, so that everyone will remember you and your husband.

Jiang Jiusheng looked up and said, "what do you say?"

He put Mai on again and turned to see the fans: "praise you."

Thousands of people cheered, clapped and thundered. Fans and friends, especially the female fans, were blown up by the wave of operation of Xie Dang. In the entertainment circle, there was no one but Xie Dang. He dared to act recklessly, without reservation, take off his noble and high-end tuxedo, and give his heart and lungs to a person.

Who says that the school of Xie family is not in harmony? It's so blind! The young girls in the front row holding up the help cards are almost hoarse.

The girl with Xie Dang's head sticker on her face has red eyes and is excited: "I'm so handsome!"

The companion shook the fluorescent rod in his hand and added, "yes, yes!" She was very excited. "Suddenly she felt that Dangdang and Mr. Sheng were well matched. A fairy attacked and a princess suffered. CP felt like a blast!"

The girl nodded her head hard, and her heart was very tender. "Ah ah, I miss them so much."

"Hum, we Sheng Ye and Dangdang are both blind! Look at the eyes that Dangdang looks at Mr. Sheng. It's clearly true, and I can see that it's definitely not a show! "

Besides, does Dangdang Princess need to show off? He is always right to see who he does not want to see!

The girl next to Wen Yan also deeply agreed, "yes, I saw it. Xie Danggang's eyes are red. It's really like crying."

"If there's another romantic ad, it's perfect."

“……”

A few young girls were having a good discussion when they opened a small stove. The girl in the back of the kitchen suddenly raised her voice.

"Look at you! At four o'clock, there is a very nice little brother. "

The lads looked in the direction and were stunned.

"Lying trough, this side face kills!"

"And back killing."

"The thief wants to chat up."

Next to the elderly woman there is still a sense: "can sit in the middle of the first row of VVIP, it's all stars, don't delusion."

But look over there!

There are always people who think they can pick stars with their bare hands and build a ladder to go to the moon.

"Hello, you."

The woman sat in the second row of VVIP, wearing a cap and a very delicate appearance. She patted the shoulder of the man in front of her timidly. She was afraid of being abrupt. Her movements were gentle and careful.

The men in the front row look back.

The dim stage lamp just splashed on his face. His eyes seemed to hide the Milky way. His face was clear and handsome, and he nodded slightly to the woman in the back row.

He is noble and elegant, and his son is like a jade.

It happens to be Shi Jin.

The woman felt that her heart had missed a beat, her cheeks were bright red, but she was shy and bold: "excuse me, can I add a wechat?"

The other politely refused, "I'm sorry, I don't add strangers."

Strangers?

She is also a famous actress.

The woman couldn't believe it. Her eyes were wide: "you don't know me?"

"Well, I don't know."

“……”

Qiao Wei, a popular actress, was voted first in the national first love vote. She was so passersby that she doubted that tens of millions of online tickets were bought by her agent.

No, she doesn't believe it. Remind me, "I'm Qiao Wei, the one who plays Princess Pingyang."

The other side said nothing.

No, she still can't believe it, and then remind me: "the one that zjtv is broadcasting, the summer with the sea breeze, I am the heroine."He shook his head and said, "I don't watch TV."

“……”

Good. You look good and say everything right.

Qiaowei said, "can you give me a micro signal?"

"Sorry, I can't." When Jin speak slowly, not disrespectful, but indifferent, "I'm afraid my girlfriend will mind."

Qiaowei, who has been given a mouthful of dog food: "..."

Sure enough, other people's boyfriend never let people down, she sat back angrily.

On the stage, I have changed a quiet English song with a hoarse voice, like telling an old story in a low voice.

Across the aisle, VVIP area 2, at a glance, all the men in suits, but Yuwen rushed through a shirt, two buttons were loose at the neckline, and the trench coat was put on the leg at will, some of which were not slim, but just good, decadent and handsome, especially prominent among a row of businessmen with big arms and round waists.

He tilted his legs, leaned back against the seat, and leaned back lazily. The seat on the left side was empty until the third song of the concert. The light on the left side was blocked by a woman's shadow.

She sat down and stared.

"Yuwen."

Yuwen rushes forward and glances at him. His eyes are light, but he doesn't speak.

It's the daughter of Xu Shi's long family. Even when I come to a rock concert, I wear a demure and expensive lady's long dress.

She looked forward to her life and smiled and said, "it's so clever."

Qiao?

Yuwen stormed like a smile: "it seems that you have a good relationship with my mother."

A word pierced her daughter's mind. Xu Zhen was so embarrassed that he didn't know where to put it. He was embarrassed and didn't know what topic to look for. He bowed his head in embarrassment.

"Rock and roll?" Yuwen's eyes fell in the center of the stage.

Xu Zhen Zhen follows his eyes and looks at the people on the stage. It's Jiang Jiusheng. She has a guitar on her back and squints her eyes slightly, like a mysterious and provocative cat.

Indeed, as a woman, Jiang Jiusheng is handsome and unrestrained.

Xu Zhen pressed down his inexplicable jealousy and replied, "a little."

"I don't quite understand." Yuwen storming suddenly turned her eyes and looked at her. "How do you think Jiang Jiusheng is singing?"

In the dim light, his eyes were burning and bright. Xu Zhen's heart was beating like a drum. He stammered unconsciously: "it's not bad."

Yuwen rushes back to the stage, eyes soft, but voice cold: "it seems you don't understand." He crooked his mouth. "My money tree is more than good."

I don't know why, it's clearly a joke, but it makes people hear a specious indulgence.

Xu Zhen Zhen didn't want to continue the topic of Jiang Jiusheng very much. After a long time of silence and psychological construction, she hesitated to say the purpose of her trip.

"After our blind date, you, you haven't," she said, her voice getting smaller and smaller. She looked up timidly. "She hasn't replied to me yet."

Yu Wen didn't turn his head and lift his eyelids. "I thought Miss Xu was smart."

She almost blurted out, "but Auntie Tang said --"

he interrupted, like, "well, my mother likes you the most."

Xu Zhenzhen blushes, speechless, to be exact, what Yuwen lady likes is her xujiaqianjin identity, as well as the cleverness she tries to please.

"But you have to be careful," Yuwen stormed, turned around and said smilingly. "My father also likes you best. He can't be Yuwen's little wife, but he can't be Yuwen's second wife."

Xu Zhen's face suddenly changed. He was so ashamed and angry that he was about to speak.

Yuwen stormed to see a mobile phone: "listen slowly, I'll excuse you first." He picked up his coat, got up and lowered his voice. "What's wrong with Sheng Sheng?"

Sheng Sheng

It's Ginger Jiusheng.

Xu Zhenzhen looks up, and Jiang Jiusheng's figure disappears on the stage. Bessier and the drum are fighting. They are crazy and restless, making the eardrum tremble and bite. She smashes the aid card on the ground, gets up and steps on it.

Just walked to the corridor, in the noisy, a young female voice called Xu Zhenzhen, who left in shame and indignation.

"Ah," said the master of the voice, a little arrogant of the second girl in the middle school, "stand for me in the red dress."

Xu Zhenzhen looks back, a young girl squats on the seat in the back of the VIP, holding a huge heart-shaped pink assistance card in her hand, the girl is staring at her, the field is noisy, her voice is very loud: "yes, it's you."

With that, she propped herself up on the seat, jumped off the stool, and pushed the crowd away with her waist in front of her.

Xu Zhen subconsciously stepped back.

The girl approaches a step, that momentum, gas covers mountains and rivers, the voice directly presses over the sound of the concert: "who allows you to step on my husband's face?"

Who else can he be? Jiang Jiusheng, vice president of fan support association of Jiangbei District, talking about calligraphy.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Xu Zhen Zhen is too lazy to pay attention to, turn around to leave.Talking about ink, Xu Zhenzhen is caught by the back collar of her skirt. His face is suddenly green and white. He pushes the person behind him with his hands raised.

Talk about the ink to grab her wrist and drag people to the edge of the unimportant VIP aisle, so as not to cause riots.

She said with a smile, "Oh, you are arrogant." On arrogance, she Mo Baobao has never been afraid of anyone. "Say, which water army are you from? Did you come to blackmail my husband

Xu Zhen Zhen is pulled by the collar, the skirt is pulled crinkly, very embarrassed: "I don't know your husband." She raised her voice. "Let me go."

"Oh, it's a fake powder." Talking about ink treasure picking up the response card thrown on the ground, buttoning it on Xu Zhen's face and saying, "this is my husband. Just now you stepped on my husband's face with your feet, and now you don't clean it for me, and then you sincerely say three times of sorry, don't want to go."

Xu Zhen Zhen is a girl of her family. She has never seen such a rude person. She doesn't care about her manners and swears: "you are crazy!"

Talking about calligraphy shrugs and shows his hands: "yes, patient, Hello, patient."

The sick man turned pale with rage, and pulled back at the front of the skirt, shouting, "let go!"

That's what you said.

Talking about the ink suddenly quit.

Xu Zhen, ah, fell to the ground and immediately attracted attention. I don't know if he was covered with blood by the rock solo on the stage. There was a fire in both eyes. Xu Zhen was surrounded by people, and he was extremely embarrassed. He lowered his head and wanted to find a seam to drill in.

Talking about the ink treasure with a small waist, he was proud: "see, there are 50000 fans here, all of them are my husband's wife powder. If you don't do what I say, I will say your evil deeds, and then crush you one by one!" She handed the help card to Xu Zhenzhen. "You can do it."

Xu Zhen bit his teeth, wiped the footprints of the help card, and said three sorry words in a low voice.

Talking about ink, I was satisfied. I grabbed the sign back, held it in my hand, and raised my chin proudly: "you can go. You dare to disrespect my husband again later. I'll beat you until your parents don't know you!"

Xu Zhen stood up with red ears, stepped back three steps and stared at the ink: "it's better not to let me find out who you are."

Yo, your father is Li Gang!

Talking about ink can also be afraid of her: "check what, I tell you not." She said in a loud and generous voice, "I'm the golden talker in the pharmaceutical industry in north of Jiangbei. The richest man in Jiangdu talks about Xiyao. Yes, it's my daddy."

Xu Zhen severely gouged out her eyes, which was the VIP channel to leave.

Talking about the ink treasure holding two aid cards, gave the eye tail surplus light: "small sample son." Then jolly went back to her VIP seat and continued to wait for her husband's next song.

On the stage, the soloshow of Li Ranran and Jin Fanglin is in full swing.

The backstage dressing room is also busy, competing against the clock. There are two songs left. In less than ten minutes, Zhou Liang goes to the stage to help the singer. Zhou Liang looks at his watch and then his artist.

Tut, it's not right.

"What's the matter with you? How can you sweat so much? "

Xu Qingjiu wiped the sweat on his forehead: "no, nothing."

Even stuttered.

Zhou Liang sat down and asked, "nervous?"

Xu Qingjiu rolled his throat and licked his lips.

Shit! Ten thousand people's concerts have all been held. Zhou Liang is surprised that he has braved cold sweat when he came to help Jiang Jiusheng.

"Good elder brother," Xu Qingjiu hesitated for a long time, went to close the door of the dressing room, and when there was no one around, he began hesitatingly, "I have something to ask you."

"What is it?" Why so formal?

Xu Qingjiu thought about it for a long time, tangled up the wording for a long time, and said, "I have a friend."

I'm in a situation pretending my friends are in a situation series.

Zhou Liang did not expose him: "what happened to your friend?"

"It's really my friend." Xu Qingjiu stressed and continued, "he doesn't know what's going on recently. He always dreams of the same person."

Oh, I see.

Zhou Liang added a meaningful sentence: "it depends on the content of dreams."

Xu Qingjiu is silent for a long time. He looks down and his ears are hot.

Zhou liangsec understood: "with the paint?"

Xu Qingjiu's handsome face immediately burst into red.

Tut tut Tut, it's still too young. Also, Xu Qingjiu was a young man and became famous before he was an adult. After he started his career, he basically didn't contact the opposite sex. Men and women are still pure.

As an agent, Zhou felt that he should be properly guided: "what about dreaming? Do you want to during the day? "

Xu Qingjiu nods.

"You,"

Xu Qingjiu immediately interrupted, his face taut, and corrected: "my friend."

Yes! Zhou Liang changed his voice: "will your friend be nervous when he comes across the person who makes him dream? Is your mouth dry? Will your heart beat faster? "His face became heavier and heavier as he pondered: "it seems Yes. "

"Qingjiu," Zhou Liang held hands, "be honest. Who do you like? Is it in the circle? "

Xu Qingjiu: "..."

Didn't you say it was a friend?

Before Xu Qingjiu, Zhou Liang also brought a few young idols. The experience is the old way: "you are an idol singer. It's very risky to announce your love. You have to discuss with me in advance. You have to warm up and do a good job in public relations first, or fans will not accept it. Moreover, if you are a female artist in the circle, you'd better fire a wave of CP first."

Xu Qingjiu was completely silent.

Zhou liang thought about it for a while, but didn't guess who it was: "let it go first, and you'll get ready quickly. There are still two songs on your stage."

Xu Qingjiu murmured a long time.

"Ah," Zhou Liang asked, "where is Su Qing?"

He shook his head and said he didn't know.

"Then change your costume first. I'll find Su Qing." With that, Zhou Liang hurried out of the dressing room.

Xu Qingjiu sat for a moment, took his clothes and got up. He thought, absently opened the curtain, looked up, and his eyes bumped into his eyes without warning.

Behind the curtain, Su Qian waved: "hi ~"

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