Chapter 126: What Virtue and How Can He (I)
Cen Ye's fan meeting, Zheng Qiulin has long had ideas to do. So this temporary organization, although a bit hasty, is not much pressure.
Aren't you Cen Ye trapped in brotherhood? I'll let you see those more, more precious, and more difficult friendships, and then see how you choose? See who you can disappoint.
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The venue of the event is set in a famous theater in the city, which is quite tall. In the afternoon, Cen Ye took a nanny car and stopped in front of the VIP passage. There is a red carpet underfoot, and neat flower baskets are placed on both sides of the road. Cen Ye stared at the support cards on the flower basket: "Cen Ye Global Support Association", "Ono Information Station", "Ono Xiangcheng Support Association", "Ono Beijing Support Association"...... He had never chased stars before, and now that he saw this, it was unexpected and fresh.
Even Liu Xiaoqiao, who came with him, was taken aback. Although the battle in front of him is not as good as those top traffic stars, how long has Cen Ye been famous? And the meeting is also held temporarily, it is not easy for fans to do this.
"Who prepared these?" Cen Ye asked her a stupid question.
Liu Xiaoqiao replied with a smile: "Of course they are fans." If you look back, you will also see pictures posted by their major public accounts at night. β
Cen Ye nodded and didn't speak.
Walking into the venue, before the event began, Cen Ye stayed in the lounge, watching the fans entering the screen broadcast on the screen.
He rose to fame so quickly that he hadn't even looked closely at the faces of these young girls. At the entrance of the huge venue, everyone's faces looked excited. That kind of wonderful emotion, as if a group, hundreds of people, were ignited by the same emotion. Cen Ye looked at them with a cold face.
Regarding this fan meeting, Zheng Qiulin's statement is: No matter what your choice is, whether you are retreating or advancing, you should take a good look at those who like you and give them a chance to meet you. And Cen Zhi didn't say anything, just patted him on the shoulder and said: Listen to your own heart.
But they don't know that Lao Tzu has always been hard-hearted? Cen Ye thought so. How can I be so easily impressed by a group of strangers.
After a while, the fans finished entering, all parties were ready, and Cen Ye was ready to enter.
This time, Zheng Qiulin also tried his best to invite one of the best hosts on the platform to press the formation. Cen Ye stood backstage, and as soon as the host came on the stage, the audience erupted in cheers.
"Tell me who you want to see today," the moderator asked.
Countless voices, shouting that name together. It was very loud, it was the voice that everyone shouted with all their might, and it shook Cen Ye's eardrums slightly.
"Come on!" Liu Xiaoqiao gestured to him.
Cen Ye took a slow breath and walked onto the stage. The dazzling light shrouded in, and the audience cheered, and as far as the eye could see, all of them were uncontrollable faces. And that piece of light separates him from his fans, and also draws a line between the real and the unreal, real, like in the clouds.
"Thank you for joining us today. Cen Ye said slowly.
The audience fell silent. This place can accommodate more than 3,000 people, all of whom are surrounded by the stage, and no matter which direction Cen Ye looks, he has similar but different faces. Many, many pairs of gentle, excited eyes. They were like a united, starry night. Cen Ye's mood was actually a little erratic, neither nervous nor casual, but a certain gentle emotion gradually enveloped him.
"This is my first fan meeting. He smiled, "Hopefully not the last." β
They barely reacted before they could hear what he was saying. Almost a lot of voices rang out in all directions: "Don't!" "No!" "Ono, of course this won't be the last!" "There will be many, many times. β
As soon as Cen Ye raised his hand, the audience gradually quieted down again.
"Just kidding. He said lightly, "You guys are still serious." β
Everyone laughed again.
"The first song, "City Beasts", is dedicated to you. β
Cen Ye thought, it's really strange, it's obviously a song that has been sung many times, and I believe that everyone who came here today has also heard it. But why did so many people get so excited when he announced the name of the song, as if they had never heard him sing in their lives.
Today's schedule is to sing 4 songs and interact with the fans 3 times. The content is relatively simple, and the estimated duration is 1 and a half to 2 hours. Because he was alone, he used the accompaniment tape, and he also brought a guitar.
Cen Ye sat on a high stool, slowly playing the guitar, perhaps because of the absence of the band's live, the whole song was sung quietly and clearly by him. And when he sang to ** and looked up at them, he actually saw many people covering their faces and crying.
Although after the war with the deep space split, Cen Ye consciously improved his singing skills day by day, but he didn't expect that he would sing and cry so many girls casually like today. So he smiled at the audience and made a gesture to wipe his tears, some screamed, and many broke into laughter. And he kept looking up at them, smiling slightly, as if looking at a friend he had known for a long time.
At the end of the song, he unhooked his guitar and applauded thunderously. But they had a very strange reaction, not rejoicing, not being honored, but when he stood up in silence, they began to call his name:
"Ono!"
"Ono!"
"Come on, Ono!"
"Ono, today is just the beginning! You're definitely getting better and better!"
It wasn't until the host smiled and made a few quiet gestures that the girls who shouted at him loudly stopped with tears in their eyes. Then the host began to announce the rules of the first round of the game.
Cen Ye stood beside him, a little distracted, he didn't look at the fans, and he didn't listen to the host. It's weird, he thought. In the past, in Zheng Qiulin, Liu Xiaoqiao, and even in the impression of "stars" who have just debuted and have not seen much of the world, these fans are fanatical and simple. Although some time ago, he enjoyed their love and was often touched. But deep down, I still feel that the girls who chase stars are a little naΓ―ve.
But today, he obviously didn't say anything else, and his singing was very stable, why did some of them seem to be aware of his emotions. So just now desperately shouted at him in the air?
No one is stupid. Cen Ye thought that they actually knew him.
This...... Isn't it, you care a lot about one person to do it? Even if he's an idol now, they just look up at his fans?
A little bit of sour emotions began to spread from the bottom of Cen Zhi's heart. He remembered the conversation with Brother Yue of Liang Ye, they quietly threw out the conditions, and he sneered, raised his head, but saw the branches of the trees swaying quietly in the night outside the window; I won't not vote for you just because you don't sign up with me. But in the championship and runner-up competition, I really can't do anything about it. I also remembered that Zheng Qiulin was standing in the aisle, the cigarette between his fingers was burning quietly, and he said coldly: "...... The champion is definitely theirs. In the next few months, we will definitely not be able to give you good endorsements and cooperation opportunities. From our point of view, you can understand that, right?"
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