Du Zigui looked in Nie Fuqian's direction from a distance, and his hand clenched into a fist was hidden under the sleeves of his long shirt.

It was an inexplicable emotion, a little envious, unwilling, and a little pity.

Xu Chunqiu followed his line of sight and suddenly asked, "You look down on her?"

Du Zigui shook his head: "No, I can't afford to look down on anything." ”

"I just think that this girl has become different from the Xiao Nie in Old Man Fu's mouth. ”

Nie Fuqian's impression of Old Man Fu is down-to-earth and diligent, and the most valuable thing is that she has an indescribable aura on her body, which is rare among the younger generation who look at the entire team.

But now what Du Zigui sees is just vulgar powder.

And all this is just because she wants to be popular, and in a way, she is indeed popular.

Xu Chunqiu suddenly asked him: "If you become popular and become more popular than her, will you also change?"

Her tone was joking, but her eyes were serious.

Du Zigui put down his right leg, replaced it with his left leg and continued to pull the ligament, and did not speak again.

After a while, he said slowly: "If it can really be popular, then I hope that it is not me who is popular, but the entire circle." ”

Du Zigui wants very little, even if he is struggling to support his team in a dilapidated courtyard on the outskirts of the city, even if he lives in the semi-basement of an old community like a pigeon cage, as long as he can make a living by singing, he is still willing to insist.

But when he lived alone in the Fu family building, a faint emotion broke out from the bottom of his heart.

Here he had no worries about food and clothing, but that subtle mood rose wildly.

He was not convinced.

Xu Chunqiu smiled at him, and then said, "Can you please do me a little favor?"

She helped him so much that Du Zigui didn't know what Xu Chunqiu asked him to help and said without hesitation: "You just say." ”

"This year, I took over the New Year's Eve of Yanjing Satellite TV, and I want you to go up and sing a short part as a backing singer. ”

Du Zigui understood what Xu Chunqiu meant, but he was a little frightened.

There are too many better choices than him, but Xu Chunqiu chose him.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked jerkily, "Is it singing?"

Xu Chunqiu shook his head: "Singing, pop songs." ”

Du Zigui is even less confident now.

"It's just a small part of the song, sung in a dramatic voice, are you willing to help me?" Xu Chunqiu asked sincerely.

Du Zigui lowered his eyes: "You can choose Fu Nanxun's, there are many people, they are more suitable than me." ”

Xu Chunqiu shook his head: "The song I want to choose, only you are the most suitable." ”

The name of the song is "Disobedience". ”

Unconvinced, this is the emotion she saw in Du Zigui's eyes.

No one fits this song better than him.

Du Zigui raised his eyes in a daze, his gaze met Xu Chunqiu in mid-air, and he nodded unconsciously.

......

Time has come to the last day of the year, and the recording of the New Year's Eve party is close at hand.

Satellite TV deliberately put out part of the program list before the broadcast, in order to seek discussion among the masses, which can be regarded as arousing the public's appetite.

They fulfilled their previous promise to Xu Chunqiu, and this year her program was the opening song, the first program at the beginning of the party.

"Who is on the same stage with Xu Chunqiu this year, why haven't you heard of it?"

"Du Zigui, what kind of person is this?"

"It's an amateur, how can Xu Chunqiu bring an amateur to New Year's Eve together!"

"I seem to have heard this name, has he been on a variety show with Xu Chunqiu before, the online variety show "Please Give Me Time for a Song". ”

"I found it, it seems to be a Peking Opera actor, I guess I want to sing a Peking Opera together. ”

"Isn't it, Yanjing Satellite TV's opening song is an opera? It's so niche, I don't want the ratings?"

“......”

The backstage lounge of Yanjing Satellite TV's New Year's Eve party.

Du Zigui has already painted his makeup and is inserting some emerald hairpins on the top of his head.

This is the first time Xu Chunqiu has seen Du Zigui dressed up.

He is dressed as Yang Guifei today, with a goose-yellow python robe, a green head, and a jade belt loosely tied around his waist.

After he dressed up, it was completely different from when he was plain, Du Zigui, who had a plain face, was a clean and clean jade-faced Xiaolangjun, and he changed his appearance as soon as he put on the costume. Yang Guifei's coquettishness and flamboyance are not bad at all, but there is a bit of contradictory charm unique to male dans between her gestures.

The rouge on his hands had not yet been washed off when he painted his face, and he opened his phone a little nervously and swiped the comments on Weibo.

Xu Chunqiu and his program are the opening song of Yanjing Satellite TV, and after Reuters released it, he became the target of public criticism.

Unconsciously, the remaining rouge on his hand rubbed on the screen of his mobile phone, and the more he rubbed it, the more it spent.

Xu Chunqiu handed him a tissue: "Wipe it." ”

Du Zigui's wrist trembled and took it, and after holding the tissue in his hand, he found that his palm was completely wet.

Xu Chunqiu said with a smile: "At this time last year, Fu Nanxun was as nervous as you. ”

Fu Nanxun is returning, and Du Zigui is making an appearance.

He took a deep breath, but his heartbeat was like a drum, spreading wildness in his chest, and he couldn't hold back it at all.

Du Zigui looked back at Xu Chunqiu, she was tidying up her style in front of the mirror, she maintained the habits of the idol period very well, and she always had to check the microphone and ear monitor in advance before going on stage, so as not to have any temporary accidents.

Du Zigui is dressed up, but Xu Chunqiu is plain.

Her makeup is very light, and her eyebrows and eyes are still beautiful, but this time she didn't deliberately emphasize it.

She wore a pure white silk gown with a crane fluttering its wings embroidered with thin silk thread, and there was no other embellishment.

Even the stylist said she was dressed like a storyteller out of the picture.

That is, Xu Chunqiu's aura can hold up such a dull dress on the big stage of the New Year's Eve party, and the stylist couldn't help but sigh, Du Zigui sincerely agreed with her statement in his heart.

With only ten minutes left before the opening performance, a staff member knocked on the door and reminded them: "One last check the equipment and styling, the show is about to start." ”

Du Zigui got up from the sofa in the lounge like a frightened bird.

Xu Chunqiu was still unhurried, she even opened her mobile phone, lowered her head and edited a Weibo with a handwritten input method.

"Teacher Xu, your group is ready to go on stage. ”

Xu Chunqiu pressed the send button, and then they left the lounge and took their places on the designated lifting platform.

At the same time, her Weibo account sent such a message-

@许春秋: What I want to tell in this song today is the story of a Peking Opera performer, as well as the stories of many people who make a living in this industry.