Chapter VII Performance

When Chen Xiaojian arrived, there was a host warming up on the stage, and he would probably have to wait for a while before the performance.

In the morning, there were not many people, and there were a few people in front of the stage. There are young men and women, as well as uncles and aunts.

Chen Xiaojian found a position that felt good, and kept raising the camera to adjust. Life doesn't have to be good, but the posture has to be put up, and it looks professional.

After a while, there were more and more people gathered in front of the stage. The host saw that there were many people, and they became more and more active, and the atmosphere was mobilized quite well.

Looking at the number of people below, I felt that it was almost over, and the host announced that the first performance had begun.

As soon as he said this, the crowd below, which was not very active, suddenly became noisy, and they saw the mobile phones and cameras in their hands raised one by one.

Of course, it also includes Chen Xiaojian, who has been waiting for a long time.

After the host finished speaking, he stepped back. From the backstage built from behind, five young girls came out.

Each person has a microphone, and first greets everyone, probably to introduce themselves, express gratitude, and so on.

There were more people around and it was a little noisy, plus the stage was relatively amateur, and the quality of the sound and other facilities was not good, Chen Xiaojian was stunned that he couldn't understand what they said.

It is estimated that not only Chen Xiaojian, but others also did not hear clearly. But at this time, who cares about this?

Before the performance started, the five girls were standing there, just in time for Chen Xiaojian to take a few still photos. According to Chen Xiaojian's technology, it is dynamically estimated that eight out of ten sheets will be pasted.

Soon, after the girls finished saying hello, the music was put on. With the background music, the five girls all moved.

A Korean song that Chen Xiaojian has never heard, the melody is more dynamic, and it is quite pleasant to listen to. The stage is small and simple, not wide, there are no dazzling lights and no other stage props, but when a few girls dance, the vitality of youth flies wantonly.

Chen Xiaojian raised his camera and began to take various shots, and the relationship between quantitative and qualitative changes tells us that when we take too many photos, we can always pick two high-quality works that can be seen.

When the first piece of music reaches its climax, everyone else below sings along. Chen Xiaojian looked around, it turned out that this song is still quite famous, at least many people can sing it.

When it came to the second paragraph, Chen Xiaojian put down the camera in his hand and watched the girls dance seriously.

This time it really made Chen Xiaojian see something, there was a girl in it, Chen Xiaojian actually felt a little familiar.

Chen Xiaojian has no acquaintances in South Korea, so naturally he will not be a friend, so there is only one possibility of familiarity, that is, the girl should be somewhat famous in later generations.

But Chen Xiaojian thought about it for a while, and didn't think of the right name. Looking at the other four girls, they are completely unfamiliar and completely unimpressed.

Chen Xiaojian felt a little strange in his heart, but he couldn't remember the girl's name for a while, so he could only press it down first.

Thinking about it, Chen Xiaojian raised the camera in his hand again, but this time he didn't shoot everyone, but only the girl who felt familiar.

When the second piece of music reached its climax, Chen Xiaojian also hummed softly along with him. I can't sing, but there's nothing wrong with humming along.

After the climax, the performance came to an end, and soon the background music slowly stopped. At this time, one of the five girls picked up the microphone and began to speak. It is estimated that it is to express gratitude, and finally the five girls bent down together to salute the curtain call.

There was another cheer at the curtain call, and then the five girls slowly retreated to the backstage, and the host who had just been in charge of warming up walked out again.

When the host began to speak, Chen Xiaojian turned around and left. This morning's performance is only this one, and since the performance has ended, it will naturally be withdrawn.

He came to see the girls dancing, not the middle-aged men.

Back in the coffee shop, it was still the same as when Chen Xiaojian left, and there was no one inside. The boss is not there, so naturally there will be no one.

It's just that I don't know if there were any guests coming to the door during the time Chen Xiaojian left. But it's not important, anyway, Chen Xiaojian doesn't think it's important.

Back in the store, Chen Xiaojian took out the memory card from the camera, and then took out a notebook from under the bar.

It's not a tall laptop from a luxury brand, but an ordinary-looking ThinkPad.

There is nothing special, it is not customized, it is indeed an ordinary notebook, Chen Xiaojian just simply changed some of the hardware in it according to his own needs.

It's just that I'm used to it, and it's just easy.

Insert the memory card into it, click on it, and zoom in. Sure enough, as Chen Xiaojian thought before, many photos were paste.

Chen Xiaojian was very manic in his heart, but he behaved calmly. However, it can still be seen from Chen Xiaojian's fingers that press the "DEL" button.

It took a long time for Chen Xiaojian to delete all the photos that exposed his camera level. After cleaning up, take the remaining photos from the memory card to your computer. Put the memory card back inside the camera and swing the camera back to its original position.

After getting these done, Chen Xiaojian looked at the few photos left in the computer, a little speechless. Think about it, don't be too yourself.

After sorting out the photos, Chen Xiaojian began to look through them one by one, although they were not photoshopped, they were still beautiful.

After all, it is a "high-quality" work left after the cut.

After reading them all, Chen Xiaojian clicked on the photos of the girls who he felt a little familiar before.

Maybe it's because of makeup, it's not so real. After all, this kind of Ono group, who puts makeup on them or something, is definitely not a professional makeup artist.

The natural effect of doing it yourself is much worse, and you can't remember the name no matter how you look at it.

With a sigh, Chen Xiaojian closed the computer and put it back. If you can't think of it, forget it, since it will be familiar, it means that you will definitely have some fame in the future, and you will naturally know it when you become famous in the future.

After putting the computer away, Chen Xiaojian poured himself a cup of coffee. It was made by Chen Xiaojian with ice drops in the morning, and it was only this small cup for so long.

Chen Xiaojian usually doesn't prepare this thing, mainly because it takes more time, often for several hours.

Chen Xiaojian took a sip, well, the taste is still very good. Where's the greeting?

Coffee shop owners don't necessarily know a lot about coffee, just like wineries don't necessarily know how to taste wine.

All I want is that feeling of invisible pretense.

Chen Xiaojian stayed alone in the store, occasionally a customer came in, and most of the time Chen Xiaojian was in a daze.

When the time was almost up, Chen Xiaojian began to prepare the materials for noon.

At noon, it is also the time when the business in the store is better, and as in the morning and evening, as soon as there are many customers, Chen Xiaojian has to prepare in advance.