"Dancer?" Zhengji was stunned when he heard it, and then he was relieved, every song program in the Spring Festival Gala generally has a backup dance, thinking of the previous life, when Zhengji watched the Spring Festival Gala, his favorite thing was to carefully observe the surrounding dancers when the singer was singing, and he could see pleasing beauties every time, which later became his habit, and he paid more attention to the accompanying dance than the leading actor.

"Yes, this is a backup dancer, we really envy you singers", the little girl said leisurely.

"Don't be discouraged, as long as you work hard, I believe that you will be able to succeed, one day, you will also be able to stand in the center of the stage and become a dancer in the limelight", Masaki patted her on the shoulder and comforted, in fact, his heart is also very sympathetic to these backup dancers, their efforts are not less than others, and even more than that, every dancer is poured into countless sweat and pain, their training is sometimes more hard, even cruel, Just exercising flexibility is enough to make anyone complain, but the path they choose is destined to be the one they choose, if they can't become the top one, they can only contribute their youth in an inconspicuous position, and most dancers eat youth rice, which is an indisputable fact.

"Is there really such a day?" The little girl said with misty eyes, as if she saw herself standing in the center of the stage one day, dancing in the bright spotlight.

"Hey, you see, Masaki is here! Xiaoya really invited Zhengji," more than a dozen dancers who were all about fifteen years old saw Zhengji smiling and walking towards them, and said excitedly holding hands with each other.

"Hello everyone, it's nice to meet you all here," Masaki said with a wave to the crowd.

The girls saw the political discipline, and they were a little at a loss for a while, until the political discipline walked in front of them, and they reacted, and for a while, they were all around the political discipline, and you said that I said my love for the political discipline.

Standing in the middle of the crowd, Masaki keenly smelled a smell of ointment, and then his attention was attracted by the girls' exposed skin, of course, Masaki didn't have the slightest thought, his attention was all on their wrists, elbows and knees conspicuous white plaster, Masaki's heart shrank slightly, these girls, most of them are still young, the oldest is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and the youngest looks only eleven or twelve years old, this age, should be really happy under the knees of parents, innocent age, However, at this age when they should be carefree, they are enduring unknowable hardships, and their physical pain is not traceable in their optimistic and cheerful eyes.

"Okay, okay, time is pressing, let's hurry up and take a photo with Mr. Masaki, don't delay Mr. Maki's time, you will have to perform on stage in a while" At this moment, a twenty-five or six-year-old woman who looked like an instructor stood outside the crowd and said to the excited girls.

The girls heard the teacher's words, with a stupid expression, and reluctantly stood away from the political discipline, standing in a row, but their eyes were aimed at the political discipline from time to time, for their age, it was the time to love the legend, for the deeds of the political discipline since its debut, it has always been a hot topic after their rest, plus the political discipline is the most similar age to them, so for the political discipline, they have a kind of closeness and admiration.

The movement on their side did not cause much fluctuation in the backstage hall, similar situations are actually not uncommon, of course, when it comes to the night of the Spring Festival Gala, it is natural that it can't be as casual as now, but now, the people around them also have a tolerant attitude, these little actors are not easy, they can see so many stars here that ordinary people may not see in their lifetime, and it is naturally not too much to be excited, and everyone reciprocated with a kind smile.

With a "click", the images of the people lined up in two rows were forever reflected in the film, and Masaki waved goodbye to the reluctant eyes of these girls and returned to the position just now, only to find that only Hu Yu was left.

"Where's the two of them?" Masaki asked curiously.

"It's time to rehearse on stage," Hu Yu glanced at him, and suddenly asked again: "Zhengji, how many songs do you still have in your stomach?" It's so hard for others to write a song, but when you come here, it's like pouring beans, one after another, and there are two songs written for Sister Na, sometimes don't talk about others, I doubt if you are from the earth."

Zhengji looked at her with a smile and shook his head and said: "The songs in my stomach, that's too much, how many as you want, what, Sister Hu, do you also want to make your debut as a singer?" If you want to, I've got you covered."

"Okay, I know you can, forget if I don't have all five tones", Hu Yu glanced at Zhengji funny.

"Sister Na has already rehearsed, Sister Hu, do you know when it will be my turn?" Masaki asked casually.

"You should still be behind, after all, you are now an alternate, you will probably have to wait for a while", Hu Yu thought about it and said with a hint of resentment in her tone, she has always been very uncomfortable with the fact that Zhengji has become an alternate, and her sister also came with news from the company yesterday, saying that she tried her best, but she still couldn't change anything.

"Anyway, it's waiting, why don't we go to the front desk to watch? Look at Sister Na and their singing, it can be regarded as watching the Spring Festival Gala in advance", Zhengji's eyes suddenly lit up and said, speaking of which, he has never watched the show at the scene of the Spring Festival Gala, since he is here this time, why not experience what it is like to experience it on the spot?

Hu Yu looked at the heartless Zhengji quite helplessly, didn't he regret it at all? It's all now, and I'm still in the mood to go to the front desk to experience the live show, if only I could be like him.

"What's the matter, Hu Yu? What are you thinking? Zhengji looked at Hu Yu's face strangely and said.

"It's nothing, since you want to go, then let's go", Hu Yu shook his head, put the unwillingness in his heart to the back of his mind, and said with a pretended smile.

Although Zhengji intuitively felt that Hu Yu had something on his mind, he didn't ask any more questions, followed the guidance of the staff, and walked towards the audience at the front desk.

Walking through a door around the corner, Masaki pushed the door open and walked in, and then saw the dazzling stage in front of him, where Na Ying and the princess were singing in love, and the familiar singing of "Meet Ninety-Eight" made Masaki seem to have returned to his previous life in the misty lights of the stage.

Because it was a rehearsal, there were not many people in the audience, and most of the people sitting were staff present, and a middle-aged man at the front frowned at the performance on the stage, writing and painting from time to time.

Zhengji looked around, pointed to a northwest corner position, and motioned for Hu Yu to follow him, the two quietly walked to the seat and sat down, looking at the performance on the stage with interest, Zhengji was even more excited, he never thought that he would sit in the audience of the Spring Festival Gala in his previous life, let alone see the rehearsal.

The venue of the Spring Festival Gala in 98 was not as high-tech as that of later generations, so grandiose, but more like a family gathering-like atmosphere, the venue was not big, not small, the actors and the audience were not far apart, so it was very easy to interact, because of this, when Zhengji and Hu Yu first came in, the princess and Naying on the stage found the two, and they didn't have time to be surprised, so they saw Zhengji and Hu Yu sitting on the seats talking and laughing, watching their performances.

I don't know why, the princess and Na Ying, who felt very natural just now, were a little nervous in the eyes of Zhengji, but their reasons were different, one was because they wanted Zhengji to see the most perfect self, and the other was because they didn't want to make a fool of themselves in front of Zhengji, a newcomer.

However, it is in response to that sentence, the tighter ** is easy to make mistakes, the two people who sang very tacit in the first half, after the political discipline came, the voice became not as mellow as the original, but with a trace of trill, although the trill is very weak, almost inaudible, but the professionals in the audience still heard it.

Huang Bo, who was sitting in the front row, listened to the singing of the two and frowned slightly.

After singing a song, Zhou Bo stood up and walked to the front of the stage, looked at the princess and Na Ying and said: "The singing is okay, but there are still flaws, the Spring Festival Gala must strive for excellence, so, please adjust the state of the two of you, let's do it again."

Na Ying and the princess bit their lipes when they heard this, they themselves knew that they were distracted just now, nodded and agreed with the director's words.

After Masaki watched the middle-aged man and Na Ying say a few words in the audience, the music started to play again, and Na Ying and the princess on the stage began to sing again, and this time, the performance was much better than last time, almost perfect.

"Who was that guy just now?" Zhengji asked Hu Yu beside him in a low voice.

"Huang Bo, the chief director of this Spring Festival Gala", Hu Yu knew the identity of the other party with just one glance.

Zhengji, who learned the identity of the man, looked at the other party a few times in surprise, but he didn't expect that this slightly bald and unattractive person was actually the chief director.

Na Ying and the princess's rehearsal ended quickly, but the two did not go backstage after the end, but walked directly in the direction of Zhengji and sat next to him and Hu Yu.

"You guys sing so nicely," Masaki smiled and raised his thumbs up.

"It's not you yet, you suddenly appeared, and I was distracted the first time, and I have to do it all over again", Na Young didn't feel any cold about Masaaki's praise of Masatsu.

"It's the lyrics you wrote that are good, it's a good song," the princess praised Zheng Ji Dao.

"Why did you two remember to sit here?" Na Ying asked with interest.

"Isn't this idle boredom? Anyway, I don't know when I'll be able to play, so it's good to just come to the front desk to see your performance," explains Masaki.