The matter is far from serious enough to alarm a chairman, even if it is on the hot search not long after, there are obvious signs of the water army manipulating the direction of public opinion.

Compared with the more serious things, Qiao An has never appeared in Qiao's Group openly, especially the whole group only learned not long ago that their Qiao is only the general manager, and Qiao always has a young, beautiful and golden cousin, she is the chairman of Qiao's Group.

But for Joan, this was a legitimate opportunity to avoid Lu Yan - she needed time to calm down, and she didn't know how to face him at all.

hid like this, and hid until the day of the rehearsal and recording of Lu Yan's "You Come to My Concert".

When the fourth episode was recorded, the first episode of the program had been produced and broadcast, and the response was good, using the form of a concert as a carrier, providing professional accompaniment, real and wonderful performances, especially the fully open on-site voting became a major breaking point, and the topic of "#让黑幕无所遁形" was on the hot search list on the day of the live broadcast.

The official recording began, and the 1,200-person studio of Xingmang Satellite TV was full of audiences.

As a fill-in singer, Lu Yan was arranged to appear last. With the lights of the stage flickering, Lu Yan slowly rose from the bottom of the stage. Handsome and elegant face, white shirt with long sleeves pulled up to the elbows, revealing the brown strap on the wrist, black trousers, black leather shoes, clean and refreshing.

The audience in the audience let out a few screams, Lu Yan glanced around with a gentle smile, and then fixed his eyes on Qiao An on the corner of the stage for an extra second.

Thirteen years ago, Joan said to him: Your voice is very good, your singing skills are also very professional, if it is a live symphonic accompaniment, the effect will be very good!

Thirteen years later, he met Jo Ann again, and then on such a stage, accompanied by a symphony, he made a deep breath, picked up the microphone, and sang his favorite "Faith".

"Whenever I hear melancholy music, it evokes the sadness of memories.

Whenever I see the white moonlight, I think of your face!

I know that I shouldn't think about it, I can't think about it, but I think about it again......

Who makes me sad? Who makes me sad? It's you—"

There has never been a song with lyrics that aptly describe his thirteen-year crush as "Faith."

Joan who suddenly broke into his life, Joan who suddenly disappeared from his life, shouldn't think about it, but every time he thinks of confusion, it makes him sad and makes him worry, and he can't live in his heart and eyes anymore.

"I know that those things that shouldn't be said make you angry.

Want to know the time of years of floating, do you also feel homesick?

If I kissed you at that time and hugged you at that time, maybe the ending would be difficult to tell......

I have so many regrets, so many expectations, you know?"

As the lyrics say, how nice would it have been if he had confessed to Joan earlier?

So many regrets, so many expectations, so many complex emotions that are difficult to describe in words, blended into Lu Yan's singing, touching people's hearts, and causing resonance among many audiences, some people have moist eyes, and some people have cried silently.

Joan's hand clenched unconsciously.

The sonorous and powerful three accents ushered in the climax of the song, and each time, it seemed to hit her heart hard.

"I love you, what a clear, strong faith!

I love you, what a warm, brave force!

I don't care how sad my heart is, no matter how panicked my love is, no matter what others think.

Love is a faith, bring me, to you!"

It seems to be the confession of the dazzling Lu Yan on the stage to her.

Because of every sentence of "I love you", Lu Yan's eyes will look in her direction. But judging from the visual effects of the scene, it seems that it is just looking at the camera position on that side.

Only Lu Yan knew that it was a slight adjustment that he strongly requested during the last two hours of rehearsal.

Joan felt her heart beat like a drum and her mind went blank.

"I love you, it is true to myself and the faith of love!

I love you, it is from the soul, from the power of life!

Are you the same in a distant land, hearing my cry?

Love is a faith, bring you back to me!

Love is a faith, bring you back to mine, beside you—"

At the end of the song, applause and cheers rang out. The momentum was like a collapse of the stage, as if it was in a real concert.

Under the dimming of the spotlight, Lu Yan, who was in the middle of the stage, looked in the direction where Qiao An was, holding the microphone in one hand and covering the position of his heart with the other, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth-

My mind, do you hear me?

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On the way back to the rest hall, he praised Lu Yan's performance vigorously, and sang the song of "Prince of Love Songs" with a singer who is good at love songs, the kind of emotion mixed in the singing voice is like a kind of radio wave that cannot be described in words, telling a love story that can be sung and cried to all the live audience.

Han Tao also wept, breathing thinly, expressing his feelings in his somewhat barren language.

Only Joan, with a light smile on her face, didn't seem to have any out-of-the-ordinary reaction, but if you look very closely, you will find that her eyes are dull, and she looks like she has lost her soul.

In the lounge hall, there are various sponsors' logos and products, and the most conspicuous thing is definitely the LCD large-screen TV hanging on the wall. Before the competition, each singer put on makeup, prepares, and watched the other singers compete on a screen in their own lounge, and after the competition, all the singers and temporary agents gather in the hall to flatter each other, whether genuinely or not, and then stare at the big screen to watch the full public live voting.

Each audience member holds a unique QR code and enters the voting room in order to vote for their favorite singers, with three votes per person.

The audience only knows who they voted for, and the singers in the lounge can not only see the votes of each audience, but also see the slow growth of each singer's vote.

It's an ordeal, but it's also a pleasure.

One of the first singers, Zhang Yu, suddenly turned to Lu Yan and quipped: "I suddenly feel that this process is too appropriate to apply the lyrics you just sang! Who makes me sad, who makes me worry? It's you—the voting machine!"

The tension suddenly relaxed, and everyone laughed.

Another starting singer also quipped: "No wonder Lu Yan sang so emotionally just now!"

Lu Yan smiled softly and replied: "Don't hide it from everyone, I just thought of this tangled voting process to be able to sing so eloquently." ”

"Did Brother Yu regret choosing the wrong song?"

"But no! Xiao Lu, you are so witty! I want to change the song for the next issue, choose a new one, and incorporate all the feelings that I have already endured four times!"