Chapter 854

Wang Yan and the princess are on stage for the first time.

A song "fleeting years".

Let the audience remember the beautiful new singer.

------Wang Yan.

When Wang Yan Sang with another guest.

The audience began to wonder about her origin. Some people speculated that Wang Yan might be a relative of the princess, while others speculated that she was an artist to be promoted by which company. She came here to rub the popularity of the princess.

All in all, the image is good.

The chorus is over.

Wang Yan has a one minute personal show.

Looking at the tens of thousands of audience, watching them staring at their eager eyes, she can't help but be a little nervous, but when Yu Guang swept Tang Qing in the front row, Wang Yan seemed to be greatly inspired.

First show.

She wants to be the best.

Take a deep breath.

Wang Yan's clear voice spread throughout every corner of the venue.

"Hello, audience friends, my name is Wang Yan. Now I am a sophomore in Shanghai Conservatory of music. I have a dream that my singing will be liked by more people. Thank you for giving me this opportunity. Thank you too."

One minute.

Wang Yan compressed her speaking time as much as possible.

Because these audiences are not here to listen to what she has to say. Everything depends on her strength, the future road and what she is going to be. They are not here to talk about dreams.

It's about doing it.

To achieve.

On the live broadcast platform of comet video, the barrage has been on the screen for a long time, and the whole article is full of praise. Wang Yan's image is good, and her voice is good, which has conquered the eyes and ears of many young boys and girls.

Even if someone is jealous.

The typing is not clean.

will also be shielded, because this is the website regulation:

purifies the network video viewing environment, responds to the higher level civilized etiquette construction call, you can Tucao, but can not carry the indecent vocabulary, and make complaints about changing direction.

Such restrictions on speech.

In this era, it is very "ahead of time".

Just like the Internet novels, there is no taboo in the novels at this time. Many of them can be read as little yellow books.

Basically, there are no taboos.

Now all of a sudden, a big wave of restrictions came down, but many people were stunned.

At first, this setting aroused a consensus of bad comments from video website users, and the company all responded to Tang Qing, but Tang Qing was not moved, because some bullet screens were really disgusting people watching TV dramas.

Freedom of speech and abuse are two different things.

His website.

make complaints about Tucao.

However, we don't welcome the spitters who arbitrarily involve people's parents. His principle is: where do these people like to go? Even if they lose a large number of users, Tang Qing will not compromise.

It's mainly disgusting.

I like watching a play.

Just happy!

Looking at the barrage of people who also like the play spit slot.

All of a sudden, a long string of "CNM" and "XXX dead family" came out. It's almost as hard as eating flies. These users of sprayers, don't worry, they can spray wherever they like, just don't shake in front of Tang Qing's eyes.

。。。

Wang Yan finished.

He made a bow.

Walking to the stage, she saw her mother Shi LAN. Her eyes suddenly turned red. She rushed up and hugged her mother. "Mom, I did it." These days of intense and hard rehearsal, finally completed the performance.

Shi LAN patted her daughter on the back and comforted her: "swallow, you are the best. Your mother will always support you, and so will your father. We will try our best to help you realize your dream."

"Well, thank you." Wang Yan closed her eyes and felt the warmth from home. If she didn't have the support from home, her dream was selfish.

She was glad to have such open-minded parents.

"Congratulations, sister Wang."

Behind him, a clear voice came. Wang Yan opened her eyes and immediately rose her mouth. She wiped her red eyes and said: "dead girl, how can you come now?"

"Who let the traffic jam during the May Day holiday be serious? I'm so angry that I didn't finish listening to you sing a song. Fortunately, there was a live recording. Hee hee, I'll go back to watch it then." It's Wei Yiyi.

Wang Yan's roommate and best friend.

"You still have reason, and you don't go out early." Wang Yan releases her mother and returns the microphone and headset to the soldier standing on one side. In order to achieve the best effect, these auxiliary equipment are provided by Qing Yang.

"Yes, it's my fault. Hehe, can we go backstage? You see, my little books are ready." Wei Yiyi raised the pink book in his hand and a watercolor pen with a smile on his face.

She's here for an autograph."Yes, I know. Don't be surprised later. Pay attention to the image and don't chase after others." Wang Yan exhorted.

"I promise I won't disgrace you."

With that, Wei Yiyi hugs Wang Yan's hand and takes her to the backstage to remove makeup and change clothes. Although the sound effect equipment is just against the sky, it's not the auditorium, it's not the enveloping area of perfect sound quality.

Except it's nice.

Wei Yiyi didn't feel much.

More than a minute later.

Wang Yan took Wei Yiyi to the dressing room and began to remove her make-up. Wei Yiyi was looking for Stars everywhere with a small notebook to sign. In a short time, there were five or six signatures.

"That's right." Holding a small book, Wei Yiyi said happily.

Wang Yan ignored her and continued to remove her make-up.

This guy.

He's a complete fan of stars.

At this time.

A woman in her thirties walked into the dressing room, looked left and right, and quickly came to Wang Yan.

A business card was handed in.

"Miss Wang, I'm Yan Mei, the agent of Tiancheng entertainment. I've heard all your songs just now. It's very good. We Tiancheng entertainment are very interested in signing you."

Wang Yan quickly stood up.

Yan Mei thought that there was a play, and she was very happy. As long as she signed it, her company would have another good card. However, Wang Yan was just out of respect and said, "sorry, Ms. Yan, I don't want to sign a contract with an entertainment company for the time being."

Yan Mei's face does not change.

He said with a smile: "I know you are participating in" super girl "recently. To be honest, that kind of program has basically passed. It's very difficult for us to rely on it. We have a lot of resources and distribution channels. If you are interested, we hope to give priority to our company. The conditions are negotiable."

"If you are interested, I will contact you." Wang Yan put away her business card and said.

Yan Mei is a little disappointed, but she has been psychologically prepared. This kind of thing can not be achieved in a single negotiation. Wang Yan is not a little girl with no background and strength.

"Well, I'd like to work with Miss Wang. Excuse me. Goodbye."

"It doesn't matter."

Yan Mei turns and leaves.

Looking at her back.

Wang Yan handed the card to her mother, and Shi LAN carefully put it away.

Singer, no packaging is impossible, there must be a certain strength behind the record and distribution company, Wang Yan's plan is to become famous, join a larger record company.

Just not yet.

"Sister Wang, I envy you very much. Before I graduated, some record companies came to me." Wei Yiyi looks at Wang Yan with envy. She didn't expect that Wang Yan would know the princess after a year.

It's just the beginning of the new year.

Wang Yan took part in the princess's concert. Not to mention that, the entertainment company took the initiative to come to her home. It seems that she is going to be popular with her, but Wei Yiyi can only wait for the chance, and her dream is dim.

"Then you can continue to admire it!"

"Sister Wang, why don't I be your agent?" Wei Yiyi suddenly proposed.

"You're my agent?"?... Can you do that? " Wang Yan looks at Wei Yiyi's silly face, and she is not only worried about herself, but also Wei Yiyi.

Wei Yiyi seemed to find a goal in life and said excitedly: "it doesn't matter. I can't learn it. How hard it is, you can rest assured that I will make you a superstar.

I know that my singing level is not very good. Just one face is OK. I don't have a chance to be a music teacher after graduation. It's boring. It's just right to be an agent. "

Wei Yiyi's "letter of recommendation" is rather sloppy.

"My mother is an agent. You.... Maybe I can be a life assistant in the future. " Wang Yan joked.

"Ah? Well, the life assistant is the life assistant. If you have a salary, don't worry. I will take care of you so fat, healthy and beautiful. That's great. I can wear a lot of beautiful clothes with you. "

Wei Yiyi looks forward to it.

。。。

A quarter past nine in the evening.

When the princess finished her last song.

The concert came to a successful conclusion.

Generally, concerts disappear in two hours to two and a half, especially individual concerts. Otherwise, the singer's voice can't stand it. That's why so many guests are needed. Let the lead singer have a rest.

And this concert.

For nearly three hours.

Because the live effect is so good, it makes people addicted, and the audience is too loud. Finally, even Wang Yan is pulled up to sing a solo. Wang Yan often takes part in the performance, and she can sing a lot of songs.

It's time to play.

A piece of enchanting love for my daughter.

It completely made the audience like this girl.

“。。。”"Ask the monk quietly."

"Is my daughter beautiful?"

“。。。”

"It's about royalty."

"I'm afraid of the rules."

“。。。”

Let this song once popular in mainland China once again become popular.

It not only expresses the king's love for the Tang monk, but also implies that if two people really love each other, they should not stick to the rules, break the shackles of the old ideas, and be confident and bold to love.

The first two songs.

Just let them know and recognize Wang Yan.

And this is the third one.

It is to make them like the singer from the bottom of their heart. The people on the scene don't feel deeply, but the people watching the live broadcast can really see the close-up shots, the feelings that can't be covered up in Wang Yan's eyes.

It's true.

Or is it just the acting of a singer.

Barrage has opened the craziest mode of screen brushing.

One of them.

It was copied and swiped by tens of thousands of people.

"I don't believe it's acting. Seeing that look, I'm intoxicated and heartbroken at the same time. What I want to say is, who is that son of a bitch? It's ruined my dream I just established."