The audience exploded in an instant, and there was a lot of discussion.

"Ning Yunyan is a fake bomb?"

"The strings are broken, the movements in the hands have stopped, this pipa music is still there, it's not fake, can it be fake?"

"Maybe the person in that video is not her at all, Ning Yunyan is rubbing hot spots this time, deliberately guiding fans to think that she is the goddess of pipa?"

"Is this woman so hypocritical? I'm turning black. ”

The audience, who had praised her before, only felt that their exclamation just now was a slap in the face!

……

Ning Yunyan's index finger was still oozing with beads of blood.

Her face was pale, her teeth clenched at her lip, and she bit her lip flap bloodied.

When is this string broken?

Why should you stop at this time?

This undoubtedly made her lose such a big face in front of everyone!

The staff stepped forward to help Ning Yunyan leave, but when she left the scene, her steps were vain and ruthless, and the whole person was so embarrassed that she seemed to run away.

One to the background.

Ning Yunyan picked up the pipa in annoyance and slammed it on the ground.

Moment......

A precious pipa was smashed to pieces, and the backstage staff looked at each other, but no one dared to say anything.

After Bai Mengyan came back from the console room, she hugged Ning Yunyan, who was trembling with anger.

"Yun Yan, it's okay, you calm down quickly." Bai Mengyan eagerly comforted, "You are the spokesperson of the game, and you will be on stage later." ”

"I ...... Is it still a spokesperson? ”

"Of course it is!"

Bai Mengyan and Ning Yunyan were still dreaming of being spokespersons, but they didn't know what was in the box on the second floor.

"After all, this game is Xia Wan'an's first endorsement, and I, as the boss, always have to express it to her." Ning Nuannuan put down the teacup in her hand and smiled, "I'll go down and prepare first." ”

Shen Binghe and Luo Yan glanced at each other.

"Husband, what kind of man do you say it takes in this world to receive a warm heart?"

Shen Binghe thought for a while and shook his head: "Yan Yan, you asked me this question." “

Luo Yan snuggled in Shen Binghe's arms and sighed: "I think there are few men in the world who can harvest warm hearts, but warm hearts can harvest the hearts of many men!" ”

There was chaos on the stage, and it was finally calmed down.

The male and female hosts got a new hand card, and they could only pretend to re-enter the stage as if nothing had happened.

"There was a little accident in the performance just now."

"But that's just our warm-up tonight, and the next thing is the official performance tonight, so let's look forward to it."

The lights of the press conference dimmed again.

Xia Wan'an obeyed Ning Nuannuan's arrangement to save the scene, and appeared in a crimson fresh dress.

The drums beat in bursts, Xia Wan'an danced on the drum surface, every jump, every spin, all of them were beautiful and sassy.

Gradually......

The sound of the guqin should be accompanied by the sound of drums, bringing the scene back to the thousand-year-old desert Gobi.

Drunk lying on the bonpen fire, yellow sand covering white bones.

The soldiers went on an expedition, and it was difficult for them to return.

It was Ning Nuannuan who played the guqin, and this time she was also wearing the same red clothes as Xia Wan'an.

The veil was still half-covered, covering most of her face, but it also made the flowers between her eyebrows and eyes as bright as blood.

The newly updated map of "National Style Glory" this time is the Loulan Gobi scene.

The performance on the stage at the moment is more suitable for the release of the new map than Ning Yunyan's pipa just now.

Xia Wan'an danced chicly and sassy, obviously a woman's posture, but she danced the heroic ambition of a soldier to fight in the desert.

The audience at the scene was immersed again, and they all forgot Ning Yunyan's bad performance.

Offstage VIP seats.

Chu Yiheng's hand was against his chin, and he looked intently at the woman playing the guqin.

This time she deliberately sat very sideways, but his position allowed her to see at a glance.

Ning Yunyan is not that girl.

At this time, the woman who was veiled and playing the guqin was her.

At the same time, at the railing on the second floor.

Bo Shiyan looked at the inconspicuous woman in the corner of the stage, and his eyebrows couldn't hide his affection.