94. A successful person is one who does what he likes to the extreme

The order of the evening performances is reversed from the rehearsal.

Although it was recorded and broadcast, there were still 300 public judges on the scene.

Xiang Yao watched the audience enter the arena one after another behind the scenes, and felt a little inexplicably excited.

She has a sense of stage, this feeling of both tension and excitement, only in this kind of spotlight, the wonderful feeling will make people.

A successful person is one who does what he likes to the extreme.

She's not successful, but she's been on stage since she was twelve, and she's played the piano at the time, and she's kind of experienced, and if it weren't for the accident, she should have shined in classical music! Now, she's back, and it's all about music, whatever it is. Original pop music, too, is fascinating.

Xiang Yao returned to the girl's dressing room.

The pomegranate has already put on her makeup.

It's still like wearing a mask, especially time, her eyes are already big, and she uses dark brown eyeshadow, which looks like a panda.

"Sister, what are you doing, it's not good to put on makeup, and the wrinkles are coming out. ”

Xiang Yao glanced at the camera and chose to be silent.

It's useless to fight with words!

Xiang Yao sat in front of the mirror, and the makeup artist smiled awkwardly at her. There are a lot of things like this in the entertainment industry.

"It's okay, I'm going to light it down, I'll have a folk dance for a while, which is not suitable for too heavy makeup. ”

The makeup artist didn't speak, nodded, and started to work.

It was finished in about ten minutes. Xiang Yao checked it and tried not to rub it on his clothes.

Xiang Yao's clothes were changed in the hotel, and the makeup artist brought her microphone.

She tried her voice carefully, after all, he had been out of this room for a while, and of course he had to check it out to be on the safe side.

Sure there was nothing wrong with that, she sat down in the waiting area and waited.

Ailan was beside her, taking a closer look at the Mike she was wearing.

"This has an effect on your dance moves!"

"It's okay, I'll be fine if I move a little bigger. ”

Xiang Yao smiled, looking confident, Ailan looked at her, obviously ready, and began to concentrate with confidence.

They will open with a performance of their album's title track, "Snowy Nights". In this song, there will be a large Chinese dance, which is completed by Xiang Yao alone. She doesn't have basic skills, even if she was still practicing last night, what they want will succeed.

"There are still thirty seconds to turn on, and the sea and blue are ready to play. ”

Xiang Yao got up and followed Ailan, who was one step ahead of her.

"Sister, you have a piece of paper in your hair. "Time flies," come on. ”

Xiang Yao didn't react, and their actions were already over. She didn't have time to tell how the piece of paper in her hand got to her head.

She hugged her guitar and sat down on a stool with a microphone clip.

The accompaniment sounded throughout the audience, and a bit of an old-fashioned feeling made the people at the scene immediately quiet down.

At this time, Xiang Yao knew why that piece of paper fell on her head!

Time had cut the thread of her ear back.

There was only one solution in her mind, and that was to give her the guitar in the first place.

It was better than she spoke for a moment without a sound.

She smiled, followed the rhythm of the song's prelude, slowly took off the guitar, put it on the microphone, sat under the stool, leaned her head on the stool, and quickly entered the mood of the song.

Qing Liang probably understood what was going on in the background, he took out his camera and quietly walked to the backstage on the other side, and sure enough, the two members of the Red Pomegranate team were here. They were holding three marbles in their hands.

Sure enough, it was them.

"Wenwen, look at it, how powerful people are, they can still sing so well without ear feedback, look at you again, what will happen?" Time unceremoniously gave her a roll of his eyes.

"She's going to be done today. ”

Wenwen wrote marbles fiercely, his teeth biting his lower lip.

The drums sounded on the field, Xiang Yao put down the microphone, and moved with the beat of the drums beaten by Ailan, sometimes the dance was as light as a willow in the wind, sometimes as powerful as a pack of wolves hunting in the grassland, and sometimes as delicate as a fish diving in deep water......

Xiang Yao felt that she stepped on a round thing under her feet, and her body was about to fall out of control, but this action was originally lower waist, and she knew that she was going to make a mistake, so she didn't step on the marble's foot and waist together, and used this uncontrollable power to flip a somersault.

She hurriedly picked up the wheat on the ground, her breath was still steady, and she still had that thread in her heart, and she wanted to complete her debut perfectly.

By the time she finished the performance, her back was still sweating again.

"Xiang Yao, you are an idol. ”

She looked at the green onion with a relieved face, she didn't know what to say, she just felt afraid, and her back was cold, this was the first time she had a stage accident.

I don't know how to describe my current mood.

The task is accomplished, and the feeling of relief is breathed away. Xiang Yao unloaded Mai and the ear back from his body and handed them over to Qing Shallot.

"Brother Onion, this should have been cut by the red pomegranate when I stepped forward to stop me, and you should be able to find evidence by checking the video!"

"Don't worry, I also got the evidence of marbles, enough for them to drink a pot!" Qing Liang raised the small camera in his hand, "You go and change your clothes, there will be a show in a while!"

In the next month, Xiang Hai and Blue became a frequent visitor to the hot search, in addition to their excellent adaptation and original ability, more importantly, their stage entanglement with Red Pomegranate. In addition to the facts they have done, such as plagiarizing their album songs, cutting off ear loops, and putting marbles on the stage, they even dug up the man who robbed his friends of time, Wenwen is from the countryside, but he does not admit or even insult rural people, he once contradicted his teacher, and so on, these things when they were children and even their personal privacy.

Perhaps, something went wrong?

This reminded Xiang Yao of a "Wicked Girl Ayu" she had read, her favorite narrative about self-media.

Under the flattering face of the self-media, what kind of answer you want to get, it will give you what kind of answer, what kind of truth you need, he will create what kind of truth for you, when the truth and the answer are at your fingertips, you will forget what you want, so you will open your mouth for food, stretch out your hand for clothes, and become a superstitious pigeon in a comfortable cage. You convince yourself that the cage is the whole world, forgetting that there is a blue sky outside, the feeding window has become your life, the feeding signal has become your faith, when one day the signal is interrupted and the feeding stops, you see that the cage has been opened, but you are unable to take off, and you may even have forgotten that you have wings, draw blood, cut meat, stew soup in the pot, and become the ingredients on other people's tables, it has become your only fate.

Although Xiang Yao is the victorious side, he has nothing to be happy about, after all, he can't say that one day he is the one who is the meat on the chopping board and is consumed by everyone.