"Hello audience friends, welcome to this issue of "I Am a Singer", I am the singer Hu Haihai!"

On the competition stage, Hu Haihai said softly with a gentle smile. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Halfway through the show, on this stage, we ushered in an excellent singer. There are palace-level music masters: Mr. Huang Guanzhong, rock singers: Zhou Haiou, and our affectionate little prince: Yang Zongwei. Each of them is a master, a true musician. After a pause, he continued.

"Tonight, on this stage, we will have a new singer. She is the goddess in our hearts, and she is also the real queen of love songs, her singing voice is beautiful and moving, touching, do you want to know who she is?" asked Hu Haihai.

"Yes!"

The audience was very cooperative and shouted loudly.

Hu Haihai smiled mischievously: "It's a pity that I don't know, only after she appears, we will know who she is." But I want to emphasize that she is also a goddess in my heart!"

Backstage, in a lounge without a nameplate, a woman with a good face and elegant temperament showed a smile.

"Sister Xiaoqi, it seems that the program team has a lot of your support!"

Hearing this, the elegant woman smiled slightly and said noncommittally: "Maybe!"

Everything that happened backstage was not shown on the screen, and in the studio, Hu Haihai was still mobilizing the audience's emotions.

"Well, you can't help it if you don't believe it. Who asked Director Yang Tao to keep the confidentiality in place, even if I, the host, can only know the identity of the fill-in singer a few minutes in advance!" Hu Haihai shrugged his shoulders, his face full of helplessness.

"Shh......h

Naturally, there was a flood of boos. These boos are not dislike for Hu Haihai, but for his affection.

Hu Haihai is funny, and occasionally he does not hesitate to blacken himself, he is very down-to-earth in the eyes of the audience, and the audience has no sense of distance from him. Even if it's a joke, it's more of a favorite.

"It's useless for you to boo me, I don't know, I don't know!" Hu Haihai's expression of a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water made the audience laugh again.

After laughing, Hu Haihai finally returned to normal: "Okay, the fill-in singer will be the last to appear after the live singer's performance, and everyone will definitely see the wonderful performance of the fill-in singer." But until then, let's welcome today's first group of competing singers!"

Speaking of this, his face was straight, and he said with a hint of admiration: "Before he appears, I must show my admiration for him." In the past two months, he has written many works that are so good that they can be called classics, and those songs are a testament to his amazing creative talent, and now, let's welcome the musical talent: Liang Dong!"

As soon as the words ended, the audience was all boiling, and some excited young audience members even stood up directly and shouted loudly at the stage.

"Liang Dong, Liang Dong ......"

"Male god, male god ......"

Cheers echoed through the studio and all the way backstage.

"Mengmeng, nervous?"

At the entrance of the stage, Liang Dong, who was wearing a white shirt and suit pants, lowered his head and looked at Chen Meng and asked softly.

Chen Meng put on her favorite red dress and stepped on crystal clear sandals on her feet, making her look as elegant as a little princess.

Chen Meng nodded lightly: "Uncle, Mengmeng is a little nervous!"

Liang Dong squatted down, looked directly into Chen Meng's eyes, and said softly: "Mengmeng doesn't need to be nervous, do you remember the state during the afternoon rehearsal? As long as Mengmeng plays normally, there will be no problem." If you're still scared, stay with your uncle, who will hold you!"

Chen Meng didn't know whether she was nervous or excited, she liked to sing, and she also liked to sing with her uncle. Just hearing the deafening cheers outside, she found that her head was blank and she didn't know what to do. could only subconsciously hold Liang Dong's right hand, where she could feel a piece of warmth.

"Uncle, don't let go of Mengmeng's hand!"

Liang Dong smiled lightly, no matter how she usually behaved, Chen Meng was only a child less than five years old after all, so it was basically impossible for her to stand on the stage without being nervous at all. It's good to be able to take the initiative to hold your hand.

"Okay, uncle will never let go of Mengmeng's hand, Mengmeng will follow his uncle for a while!"

While speaking, the cheers slowly stopped, and Liang Dong led Chen Meng towards the stage.

At the beginning, Liang Dong could feel Chen Meng's body trembling slightly, and his little hand waved unconsciously in his palm. As they slowly walked to the stage, the tremors slowly disappeared, and finally returned to normal.

With the help of the light, Liang Dong lowered his head and glanced at Chen Meng. Chen Meng's face was serious, but there was a hint of surprise in his eyes. Finding that Liang Dong was looking at her, the little guy raised his head and smiled sweetly at him, no longer having the nervousness just now.

Raising his head, the pitch black that appeared in front of him told Liang Dong that the dim environment outside the stage was the main reason why Chen Meng returned to normal. Standing in the light, she couldn't see hundreds of pairs of eyes in the dark, in her eyes, the audience was no different from her rehearsal, and the familiar environment made her feel more at ease.

After discovering this situation, Liang Dong only made one movement when he walked to the middle of the stage.

……

"Put your index finger on your lips, what does Mr. Liang Dong mean?"

In the live broadcast room of "Tianhe Comments", the host Tian He asked strangely.

In the screen, Liang Dong put his index finger to his lips, and held a little girl with pink jade carving in his left hand, the little girl's face was full of cheerful smiles, and the picture was beautiful and harmonious. The only strange thing is that Tian He didn't know what Liang Dong's movements represented.

"Teacher Tian, you are so stupid!" The beautiful host Xiao Xi rolled her eyes and said angrily: "Teacher Liang is obviously telling the audience to keep quiet!"

Indeed, putting the index finger on his lips does mean keeping quiet, Tian He is even more confused: "Could it be that Teacher Liang Dong is going to bring a quiet song? Even if the atmosphere of the song is quiet, there is no need to make the audience quiet before singing!"

Xiaoxi glanced at Tian He: "Teacher Tian, you are really hopeless." Mr. Liang kept the audience quiet, obviously not for himself, but because he didn't want the audience to disturb the little girl who sang with him. Teacher Liang can take into account the feelings of the little girl, it is so gentle!"

Tian He pursed his lips, disdainful of Xiao Xi's nymphomaniac, rolled his eyes, and said seemingly casually: "That's right, Teacher Liang has been married for seven years, and there is a five-year-old princess at home, so she must know what the child is thinking!"

He wanted to use this sentence to remind Xiaoxi that Teacher Liang Dong is married and the father of a five-year-old child, Xiaoxi has no chance, so there is no need to be so nymphomaniac!

As for Xiaoxi?

I don't know what I thought, my face blushed for a while, and I muttered: "Teacher Liang must be a good father, I'm so lucky!"

"Ahem......"

Xiaoxi's reaction was unexpected by Tian He, and he almost choked to death with saliva. patted the table, and after Xiao Xi came back to his senses, he said angrily: "Xiao Xi, don't forget that we are hosting, and we can't forget our own work!"

It seems to be a joke, but there is no reminder. Does Xiaoxi worship Liang Dong? As for whether it will reach the level of nymphomaniac, only she knows.

Interestingly, with her attributes, Xiaoxi also received other program announcements in addition to "Tianhe Review", and her fame rose for a while.

Xiao Xi's change Tian He saw it in his eyes, he would not intervene too much, at most remind Xiao Xi to pay attention to his own work. If she doesn't understand, Tian He will have other measures.

After all, the name of the show is "Tianhe Review", and anyone can replace it except him.

……

Liang Dong didn't know the changes outside the studio, he just held Chen Meng's little hand and stood in the center of the stage, under his reminder, the audience didn't make a sound, in an almost silent atmosphere, Liang Dong raised the microphone and sang softly.

"The evening breeze blows the pine waves,

Blowing this wind chime like the sound of heaven,

Standing in the silence of this city,

Let all the hustle and bustle go away......"