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"I'll draw a line for you, a line that's stranded."
"Even a window cannot hide me."
The voice gradually faded until it disappeared.
Sing a song.
Jiang Wan gracefully tossed a strand of hair behind her ear and gave a slight bow.
"thank you all."
"Clap clap clap..."
The applause was like a sudden storm, or like waves of the sea, surging endlessly.
The camera deliberately panned across the audience's faces.
Capture their excited and enthusiastic facial expressions.
When the camera panned across Qiao Yu, he gave a token "touched" smile.
Jiang Wan left the stage.
The applause and cheers from the audience subsided slightly, but the excitement lingered.
They talked to each other:
"This song is so evocative."
"Jiang Wan sings beautifully too."
"I love traditional Chinese style songs. They're so evocative and the feeling is wonderful."
"Just for this song, I'll definitely buy Jiang Wan's new album."
"From passerby to fan".
"From hater to fan. Jiang Wan's singing skills are good. How could she have lip-synced before?"
"Hey, which singer hasn't lip-synced before? She's just unlucky that it got exposed."
"But I feel that the lyrics are a bit forced and impractical."
"Pah, what do you know?"
"Get lost! I majored in Chinese literature, don't I understand? The lyrics are just cobbled together, trying to be fancy. The melody is good, but not as good as I imagined, it doesn't give me the beauty of traditional opera. I'm a bit disappointed."
"A typical case of forcing oneself to write new words to express sorrow..."
"This is already very good. I wouldn't dare call it a golden hit, but it's definitely a masterpiece. If you're not satisfied with this, then you should write the lyrics for one yourself."
“youkanyouupnokannobb!”
Qiao Yu is quick-witted and perceptive.
Suddenly, I heard the voices of several young people talking in the back row:
"Hey, it seems like Qiao Jingjing is also singing a traditional Chinese style song this episode."
……100 million.
97 An accident occurred during the recording; is Qiao Jingjing doomed?
"Who told you that?"
"Don't you follow Qiao Jingjing on Weibo?"
"Yes, but I haven't seen her post anything related to it on Weibo."
"Oh, it's not Qiao Jingjing's Weibo, it's her brother's."
One girl exclaimed in surprise, "She really does have a younger brother."
"I think so. That's what she said herself. She and her brother have also interacted on Weibo, but we don't know if it's true or not."
"I think it's fake. Is her brother really that talented? Writing both rock and love songs? People online have already said that it's impossible for someone to be that talented. It's rare to see such a person among songwriters in the industry."
"Who knows? Anyway, she'll be next."
As a result, ten minutes passed quickly.
Qiao Jingjing did not go on stage.
Something seems to have happened backstage, and the host, Luo Xue, has also left.
"What happened?"
"What's wrong? It hasn't started yet?"
"It's normal for things to go wrong during a recording, just wait and see."
Many audience members stood up, looking around and discussing amongst themselves.
About five minutes later, Luo Xue returned to the stage and smiled:
"Ladies and gentlemen, our band's pianist has been slightly injured and has been taken to the hospital."
"A new pianist will be joining soon, so please be patient."
With an explanation in hand, the audience immediately calmed down.
But Qiao Yu's heart skipped a beat.
I feel like I'm doomed.
He left his seat under the pretext of going to the restroom.
Then they made their way backstage.
Staff members are stationed at the entrance, and visitors are not allowed to enter.
"Unauthorized personnel are not allowed to enter."
The staff member guarding the entrance pointed to the warning sign and blocked Qiao Yu's way.
The lighting technicians, cameramen, and other staff members around also looked over.
"273" "Go back to the audience seats, you can't go in here."
A middle-aged man wearing a work badge waved his hand unhappily, signaling to shoo people away.
“I’m a staff member of Jiaxing Entertainment. If you need anything, please contact Qiao Jingjing. Go and inform her. Or you can give me back my phone and I’ll contact her myself.”
Qiao Yu continued spouting nonsense without batting an eye.
His phone was taken away when he entered the venue.
At this moment, there were two singers from Jiaxing Entertainment backstage.
In addition to their respective agents being by their side.
There must have been other people accompanying them.
Therefore, Qiao Yu's words are highly credible.
The staff looked him over suspiciously.
He seems too young, and he looks unfamiliar.
Qiao Yu casually pointed to the staff members on the left and smiled:
"I'm standing with them, so don't worry! By the way, my name is Qiao Yu."
"Wait a moment." The staff member greeted his colleagues, indicating that they should keep an eye on Qiao Yu.
Then he pushed open the door behind him.
The figure disappeared into the long corridor.
At this moment, in the lounge.
The cameraman turned off the camera.
This was an unexpected situation that occurred during the recording of the program, and filming was not allowed.
A spacious and bright room.
Mo Xiangwan had a disagreement with the director during their communication.
"How did someone get hit on the head by equipment out of nowhere?"
Mo Xiangwan said loudly, "Change the player? No way! The replacement pianist has never played a piece of music before. What if she makes a mistake while playing live? Will the audience still vote for Jingjing?"
The director said helplessly, "There's nothing anyone can do about this..."
"Besides, his head was smashed and he was taken to the hospital. How about we remove the guqin part?"
Qiao Jingjing said urgently, "That won't do. The guqin occupies a large part of the score. Without the guqin accompaniment, the musical effect will be greatly reduced."
While the band's pianist was resting backstage, he was accidentally hit on the head by a speaker falling from above.
He immediately lost consciousness and bled profusely.
The person was taken to the hospital.
The director immediately became impatient: "This won't do, that won't do, why don't you find me a pianist?"
Mo Xiangwan accused, "Shouldn't your production team have taken precautions against this kind of accident? Why didn't the replacement pianist play any sheet music?"
The director rolled his eyes: "You know what, in all my years of making shows, I've never encountered anything like this before."
"Besides, that's a new song. If you change to another piece, the replacement pianist can immediately take over."
Qiao Jingjing bit her lip.
Her delicate and pretty face was filled with worry.
The program has a replacement pianist.
But she was singing a new song, and the melody was new too.
If you switch to other songs, professional band teachers have basically played them all, so there's no need to practice.
There are now two solutions:
1. The replacement musician is forced into the role.
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