Pang Wushuang waited left and right and couldn't see his brother come back, and was about to make a phone call to ask, but suddenly found that Pang Jindong was standing on the stage.

At first, she thought it was her eyes glazed, so she snatched the binoculars from a person next to her and looked closely, only to confirm that it was her brother who went to pee.

Pang Jindong on the stage was full of embarrassment, and Pang Wushuang in the audience was dumbfounded, he couldn't figure out how the low-key brother could sing on the same stage with the star in a high-profile manner, and even thought that Pang Jindong had the habit of untying his hands anywhere, but he accidentally solved it on the stage.

Pang Wushuang had been hoping that something would happen at the scene, but now it was really an accident, but it was such an incident, and as a result, all the excitement just now was gone, replaced by crying and laughing.

Pang Wushuang carefully reviewed all the details since the brother and sister met, and found that he had never heard Pang Jindong sing, so he decided that his brother was music blind.

She almost cried, and said to herself: "Brother, you are dead......" At the same time, she took out her mobile phone tremblingly, thinking about calling once she found bad signs, and asked Liao Chenghao to immediately bring the Blood Lion Legion to the rescue.

In addition to Pang Wushuang, there were two other people who recognized Pang Jindong, one was Ye Menghan who was sitting in the VIP seat, and the other was Leng Yu who was standing behind the office window of the main building of the gymnasium.

The two girls looked stupidly at the stage and said the same thing in different places: "How could it be her?"

Unlike these people who know Pang Jindong, the audience at the scene first shouted excitedly, and immediately fell silent after seeing Pang Jindong come out, and some people even made coaxing sounds from time to time.

This difference in attitude has nothing to do with Pang Jindong himself, but is likely to be encountered by any lucky viewer.

The so-called "lucky audience" is not really lucky, and it is still a very unlucky errand for some kind of Cheng dù.

Fans envy the "lucky audience" for standing with their idols, so they let out bursts of cheers, but then they become jealous, and then they turn into silence.

Some of them will compare themselves with the lucky audience on stage, and the result is either that the lucky audience has a bad nose or their eyes are too small, in short, they are not as good as themselves.

As a result, they will further complain that the world is too unfair, and that the excellent self has not been able to occupy the stage, but they don't know where to jump out of a defective product.

Pang Jindong stood on the stage and only felt that the lights were too dazzling, and when he looked down, he saw only a dark patch, except for the glow sticks and glowing placards in the hands of some of the audience, basically nothing could be seen clearly.

Pang Jindong was highly focused and adapted for a moment before he could barely distinguish the seats of different grades, and then he could see the dense head melon seeds.

At this moment, Pang Jindong suddenly felt that it was not easy to be a star, just facing so many audiences in the audience, it took great courage and determination.

Pang Jindong does not lack courage and determination, and he has also seen a lot of big scenes, when he participated in the inauguration ceremony of the president of country M, he was able to remain calm and calm under the attention of the media all over the world;

When I participated in the MD peace talks, I was able to talk eloquently in front of hundreds of dignitaries and journalists from all over the world.

Therefore, Pang Jindong is actually not afraid to stand on the stage, what he really feels cowardly is to perform something that he is not good at, which is no different from offering ugliness.

Although Pang Jindong knows two musical instruments, he really has no talent in music, at most he can only be said to be mediocre.

The same is true for singing, although it is not enough to twist the tune, but it is far from good.

"You singing ......" Pang Jindong walked up to Chen Dairong, tried his best to keep his lips still, and squeezed out a sentence from the depths of his throat: "You wait for me!"

Chen Dairong maintained a touching smile, turned off the microphone switch, and squeezed out a sentence from the depths of her throat: "I'll wait!"

Chen Dairong took a microphone from the staff and handed it to Pang Jindong, who was about to speak but was interrupted by a sudden sounding music.

Chen Dairong no longer paid attention to Pang Jindong, raised the microphone and began to sing, and Pang Jindong did not have the opportunity to appreciate her singing voice until this time.

Chen Dairong's usual voice of talking and chatting is very ordinary, but when she picks up the microphone and enters the song, her voice instantly becomes like a natural sound, which can make people instantly immersed, with the content of the tune and lyrics, suddenly high-pitched and excited, and suddenly tactful and low.

Pang Jindong heard such a penetrating singing voice for the first time, and he couldn't help but be moved, and his mood followed Chen Dairong's singing, and he was suddenly excited and sad.

As a result, Chen Dairong sang a song, and Pang Jindong only cared about appreciating the singing itself, but he didn't pay attention to what the lyrics were at all.

Because the distance between the two people is very close, Pang Jindong can hear that Chen Dairong is not lip-syncing, and he can clearly see Chen Dairong's stage table.

In these years, there are some so-called singers, although the songs are not very good, but the body movements are very rich, or the heart is heart-rending as if they can't live, or they are excited as if they have eaten a hundred ecstasy, or they are like drinking expired fly water, and they want to estrus but can't get out.

Chen Dairong's stage performance is very good, her movements and temperament are being adjusted at any time, and she has formed a very good match with her singing, either arrogant and elegant like a noble young woman, or resentful and sad like a spring girl.

At the same time, her typhoon is also very good, there is no superfluous and indecent movements at all, it is full of sunshine when it is lively, and it is extremely infectious when it is stable.

Chen Dairong sang a song, looked at Pang Jindong with a smile, and remembered a burst of warm applause under the stage, like a tsunami in the mountains, which lasted for a long time.

When this burst of applause finally dissipated, there was immediately a burst of boos below, the applause was dedicated to Chen Dairong, and the boos were dedicated to Pang Jindong, and some people even shouted for Pang Jindong to get down.

Many concerts will select lucky audiences to sing on the same stage with singers, considering that the lucky audience has no experience in stage performances, so singers will create opportunities under normal circumstances to let the lucky audience sing the climax alone or with themselves, but Chen Dairong, who deliberately made Pang Jindong ugly, did not do so, and as a result, Pang Jindong could only stand by with the microphone and watch, without singing a word.

This was originally a very embarrassing scene, but Pang Jindong was not as helpless as Chen Dairong expected, although he was more or less embarrassed, he still remained calm and calm in general.

Chen Dairong felt very uncomfortable, approached Pang Jindong and asked with a smile, "Why didn't you sing just now?"

Pang Jindong was about to answer, but Chen Dairong suddenly turned to the audience and said loudly: "It seems that our lucky audience is a little nervous, please applaud and encourage!"

Chen Dairong's voice landed, and there was a burst of violent applause at the scene, which seemed to be heading for Pang Jindong, but it was actually dedicated to Chen Dairong.

Chen Dairong wanted to make the atmosphere more enthusiastic, so as to make Pang Jindong more nervous and make a fool of himself. But what she didn't expect was that Pang Jindong acted as if nothing had happened, and took two steps forward to say to the audience: "I'm sorry, I can't sing "The Frog Prince......" Pang Jindong's face suddenly smiled, but his voice was still calm: "Because I'm not a fan of Chen Dairong at all......"

Pang Jindong originally wanted to further ridicule Chen Dairong, but he was worried that he would not be able to get out of the gymnasium alive, so he swallowed the next words again.

Despite this, Chen Dairong also felt a little embarrassed, but fortunately, she was not shocked by the rich stage experience, so she did not reveal the slightest hint.

Chen Dairong took a deep breath, then smiled and asked, "Then why did you come here?"

Pang Jindong wanted to answer: "Because there are quite a lot of brains here, I came to watch the excitement!" But for the same reason, such words still couldn't be spoken, and when they came to their mouths, they became: "There are no other concerts to listen to!"

Pang Jindong's words caused a "boom" at the scene, this voice can hardly be said to be angry, or something else, because the meaning of the words can be understood in a completely different way, it can be considered that Pang Jindong feels that other concerts are not worth listening to, or that Pang Jindong really has nowhere to go, so he reluctantly came here to pass the time.

Chen Dairong slowly turned to face the audience, and the question she asked was still for Pang Jindong: "How do you feel here?"

"The audience was very enthusiastic ......"

Pang Jindong's words were naturally understood as praise for the audience, so the audience let out a slight laugh, and the hostility they still held just now dissipated a little.

What they didn't know was that Pang Jindong still had the second half of the sentence that he hadn't said: "I'm so enthusiastic that I'm like a bunch of psychopaths who have taken the wrong medicine!"

Because Pang Jindong never mentioned himself, Chen Dairong felt a little dissatisfied: "How do you feel about me?"

"You're beautiful!"

Pang Jindong told the truth this time, and there was neither the second half of the unspoken sentence nor any subtext.

Today's makeup technology has developed to the point where it can turn an ugly duckling into a white swan, so that people who are not very good in congenital conditions can also walk on the stage.

Chen Dairong was originally a very beautiful girl, but under the careful dressing of the makeup artist, she looked even more beautiful with the gorgeous clothes that fit her, and her body exuded infinite charm.

At this time, Chen Dairong seemed to be a goddess, with countless believers crawling under her feet, and an invisible halo surrounded her head.

Although Pang Jindong has no such belief, he has to admit the beauty of this goddess.

She stood there elegantly motionless, her face as white as jade, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned to maintain a charming smile, but her big eyes flashed mischievously.

If Chen Dairong puts aside the star halo, men can't help but want to kiss Fangze when they see it, and women can't help but be jealous when they see it.

It's just that Chen Dairong still feels very innocent on the whole, and it doesn't make men have the urge to push down.

On the contrary, Pang Jindong wanted to push her on the stage immediately, and then strip her clothes so that all the audience in the audience could see it.

In fact, there is no difference between big stars and ordinary women, but people are usually curious and want to peek into the privacy of celebrities.

Because of this, the photos of Zhong Xintong and Cecilia Cheung are so popular, although the things they play with Edison Chen are not much different from ordinary people.

Of course, Chen Dairong didn't know the YY in Pang Jindong's head, so she smiled and asked, "How do you feel about my singing?"

"Your singing voice makes the audience very enthusiastic......"

Pang Jindong's humor caused even more laughter, and the person who laughed had a certain amount of goodwill, because he didn't know what Pang Jindong really meant to say that Chen Dairong was the leader of the neurosis.

When Chen Dairong was on stage, she was like a different person, all her thoughts were devoted to expressing her own singing voice, and she couldn't think of an idea that could fully trick Pang Jindong for a while.

However, she has a great advantage - persistence, it is precisely because of persistence that she can stand on this stage and have so many fans, and this persistence now makes her unwilling to let go of Pang Jindong.

Chen Dairong thought about what to say, and her eyes inadvertently glanced at a corner of the stage, and found Zhou Wenxin standing there looking at herself.

Seeing Chen Dairong's gaze, Zhou Wenxin pointed to his watch and signaled to grasp the time.

Zhou Wenxin's reminder was very timely, which reminded Chen Dairong that the most important thing in front of her was that the concert could be held successfully, and Pang Jindong's matter might as well be left for later.

Chen Dairong sighed silently and decided to let Pang Jindong go for the time being.

It's just that she decided to make one last attempt before that: "But since you have come to this stage, you should always leave a little memory for everyone!"

Pang Jindong smiled slightly: "What memory do you want?"

"Let's sing a song for everyone!"

Pang Jindong had to painfully realize that if he didn't sing something today, Chen Dairong would not let him step off the stage. After thinking for a moment, Pang Jindong said to the audience: "Chrysanthemum Terrace!"

Singing another singer's song on the stage of a singer is somewhat impolite, but because Pang Jindong is a man after all, it makes sense to sing another actor's song.

Although the audience felt a little unhappy, they did not express themselves too strongly.

Chen Dairong nodded, made a "please" gesture to the band backstage, and the music sounded.

Pang Jindong raised the microphone and performed the copycat version of "Chrysanthemum Terrace" with his memory, although Pang Jindong almost sang Chrysanthemum Terrace as chrysanthemum tea once, in general, he still played his best level.

In addition to pronouncing the words much clearer than Jay Chou, it was almost the same as the original, and finally aroused warm applause on the field.