That's right, it's really bad.

When Quan Zhilong and the others came to the back of the stage, they immediately felt bad.

The entire broadcast hall was almost entirely purple and gold, and balloons, duckbill hats, and banner hula filled the entire hall, and the entire hall was almost a sight.

It's all fans of dialects, well, fans of legendary groups.

The color of the dialect's individual support is tentatively purple, and the color of the combination is naturally about to change, so it was announced a week ago that it was set to purple gold.

And now that they've just reported the news, it's predictable that for these blind and die-hard fans, they're the same enemies.

"What can I do?" everyone turned their eyes to Director Choi.

This damn music show, how can the fans' support become all one person, this kind of control is too casual.

Director Choi almost hated the management of the TV station to death.

"Don't look at me like that, just wait and do your best. Director Cui tried his best, but he didn't come up with a fold, and in the end he could only say something righteous.

The five of them immediately looked at each other, and Choi Seung-hyun even forgot to disguise his arm.

……

As one of the parties involved, Fang Yan almost cracked his mouth to the root of his ear, patted the two who were afraid of being stunned, and said with a smile: "How about it, this support is good, are you still worried about the result? ”

Jin Zhiye and the two glanced at each other and nodded in shock.

This support is not bad, this is simply the home field, and it is not too much to say that it is a small concert for myself.

"Let's play, then. Fang Yan smiled and pushed the two of them, and Wu walked onto the stage.

On the off-stage side, the staff were already gesturing.

Although it seems to be a live broadcast, there is also a time extension, but this time is not much, and they can't afford to drag it out so much.

Walking to the familiar position in front of the piano, the backup dancer was already ready, and he gestured to the staff, and the lights of the entire stage suddenly went dark.

The broadcasting hall is also quiet.

Familiar prelude, accompanied by familiar dance steps, everything is familiar but cool.

The screams of the fans rang out again.

In fact, in other words, such cheers could not arouse the restlessness in his heart, but at this moment, he was very rarely excited, especially when he saw the dead face of Director Cui backstage, it was even more difficult to suppress.

That's right, when the lights came back on, he saw them at a glance while standing on the piano stand.

At that moment, there was a little more sarcasm in his eyes.

Few people could resist the boos of the audience, and even a cheeky and calm person like him could not imagine it.

One can imagine what kind of resistance will be faced by those next few people.

Now that they are watching in advance, I don't know if they will have the courage to complete the performance next.

As soon as he thought of this, Fang Yan's heart couldn't help but be secretly refreshed.

"I'm such a genius, it seems that God is helping me, well, it's not entirely my fault, there's no need to feel guilty, it should be that those boys are so unlucky, they just touched my moldy head. Fang Yan was secretly amused for a moment.

He was very shameless, not only did he not feel the slightest guilt, but he also excused his shamelessness in his heart.

Of course, at this moment, he also secretly praised his advance preparation. The arrangements of the previous days were so predictable.

For the next performance, the dialect was completely excited.

Singing, dancing, and as the drums enter, the song begins to enter the main song.

If someone is familiar with him, they will know that this product will be 100% invested in the case of someone stimulating, which belongs to a highly expressive personality.

Of course, on the other hand, this guy is already in a state of madness.

That's right, madness.

It's just that his madness is very moderate, crazy and crazy is very refreshing and pleasing to the eye, everything seems very casual and cool, and not pretentious.

In his own words, the reason why he is in this state is entirely because he was born for this stage.

In fact, since he has been integrated into the dances and songs, he has been like a dazzling sun that makes people crazy and impossible to look at.

The fans at the scene were also completely mobilized by him as if they were under his command.

A gesture, a look, can cause a wave of heat.

And this situation, it wasn't until the chorus part of the song that the entry of Jang Hyun-sung and Kim Ji-yep made him slightly restrained.

However, after two or three sentences, Zhang Xiansheng and the two were brought into rhythm by him.

Even Zhang Xiansheng and the others didn't understand why their hearts, which were still a little nervous just now, disappeared all of a sudden under the drive of dialects, and they immediately adapted to this crazy and restless stage.

Of course, they don't know this at the moment.

At the back of the stage, Quan Zhilong's faces changed greatly, and in contrast, a wave of jealousy and loss began to fill their hearts, and in fact, they had to admit that the person on the stage in front of them was much stronger than himself and others in many aspects.

"Perfect!" Kim Young-sun, who had just entered the hall, was immediately infected by the fiery atmosphere of the scene, looking at the perfect cooperation of the three people on the stage, a smile had unconsciously bloomed at the corner of his mouth, and even the purpose of his coming was a little released.

"These three boys don't seem to have been affected by anything, it seems that today's one is nine out of ten. ”

This is the first place in the dialect and the first award of the company, although it is insignificant.

But it's also an affirmation, and it's a milestone for FNC.

Otherwise, the company wouldn't have paid so much attention to it, and in order to mobilize these fans to support, FNC has spent a lot of energy.

And now if you want to say that the FNC doesn't care, it must be false.

"Director Kim!"

As soon as he thought about it, a greeting sounded behind him, and as soon as Kim Young-sun turned around, he saw that Yin Na had come to his side at some point.

"You're finally here?"

Kim Young-sun sighed relaxedly, quickly looked left and right, and pulled her directly to the corner of the hall.

She was blocked by those tabloid reporters at the door just now, and now she still has palpitations.

This is a bit unexpected for her, but it also indirectly proves that the dialect is indeed popular, and the people around him are already well-known.

It's a pity that Yin Na's figure can't hide it at all.

Fortunately, the fans were all caught in a frenzied shout, and no one would notice that there was a little person like her in the hall.

"Alright, Director Kim, this is full of our fans, no one cares what we talk about, let's find a place to sit for a while. Yin Na is fat and very generous, with the calmness of dialect, she also seems much more comfortable.

The advance affirmation given to her by the dialect allowed her to fully enter the role.

"There's no need to sit down, they're almost done, let's go backstage and talk, you tell me more about it, what the hell is going on, it's almost crazy outside. Kim Young-sun looked around and decided not to speak here.

"It's fine. Yin Na glanced in the direction of the stage and nodded.