In fact, to be honest, Qiao Xinxin has also been on the stage of a comic con once before, but when she went on stage today, she was a little nervous, probably because of the overseas live broadcast, maybe because there were too many people at the venue, or because it was the first time she used a talent like the piano in front of so many people.

Xiaolian, who was waiting for the staff to sign cards in the background with Qiao Xinxin, listened to the interaction between the host and the audience outside, and couldn't help but become nervous, she walked to Qiao Xinxin's side, pulled down the lace edge on her wide suspender, and cheered in a low voice: "Miss Qiao, you can do it!" Don't be so nervous! ”

Qiao Xinxin listened to what Xiaolian next to her said, her nervous mood slipped through a touch of warmth, and her heart was obviously tense, but she still pretended to nod calmly, but who knew that the microphone she was holding in her hand was even harder.

"Alright! That's all for today's show......"

"Smack!"

Before the host finished speaking, all the lights in the venue suddenly went out, and the crowd under the stage that was originally ready to cheer and celebrate suddenly quieted down.

After a few seconds of silence, the fans under the stage were boiling, and even the live broadcast room in real time became lively.

[What's the situation?] Why did the power go out suddenly? 】

[Did something happen?] Why did the host turn off the lights before he finished speaking? Isn't that a bit sloppy? 】

[I haven't had this before, have you? Could it be that the equipment of the Gentleman Cat Comic Con is aging? 】

[Is the line faulty? 】

[, hurry up and Didi our circuit repairer, hurry up and save the field!] 】

[Spicy Chicken Comic Exhibition, forget it if you can't buy tickets, now it's forcibly over before even the last sentence of the host's little sister is finished, bad reviews! ] 】

The comments in the live broadcast room can be said to be good and bad, some people are worried and some people complain, the situation of the audience is basically the same as in the live broadcast room, and those foreign friends who saw the live broadcast overseas can't help but wonder in the live broadcast room, worried about the reason why the lights suddenly turned off at the comic exhibition.

And the staff of the Gentleman Cat Comic Con became busy after the black light in the venue, and all kinds of equipment were determined, except for the darkness in front of Qiao Xinxin, there was only a faint light left for her in the background, and that light was to illuminate the steps on her stage.

Xiaolian, who was familiar with the progress next to her, stared at the staff who moved the piano on the stage, and also began to get nervous next to her, and began to wait for their on-stage passwords on the waiting machine.

The audience in the dark saw that the lights of the Comic Con had not been turned on, so they became a little impatient, and they complained to the people next to them about whether they were going to walk out of the Comic Con in the dark.

Qiao Xinxin stood backstage, blinking her eyes a little cutely, the picture of her standing still with a double ponytail and wearing a small skirt really made people want to walk over and take a group photo, but she didn't think so much in her heart now, but was thinking about what kind of posture she should use to go on stage while waiting for her to be less embarrassed.

After Xiaolian saw the staff moving the piano on the stage coming down, she immediately heard the password worn in the work machine, she hurriedly raised her hand and patted Qiao Xinxin's shoulder, a little anxious and with some encouragement, and said excitedly: "Miss Qiao, the backstage said that you can go on stage, as long as you wait to play the piano on the piano, we will hit the light on you!" ”

Xiaolian said this on both sides, but Qiao Xinxin still never got tired of listening to it, and nodded very well-behaved and cautiously, God knows if she can't listen to anything now.

Qiao Xinxin stood in front of the steps on the stage, looking at the little faint light source left by the gaffer, and after hesitating for two seconds, he finally grabbed the microphone and went on stage.

Because of the name of the mysterious guest, Qiao Xinxin basically went on the stage in discredit, and the gaffer intimately put a small beam of light on the piano, and Qiao Xinxin also successfully walked to the piano, and when she walked over, the gaffer extinguished the light.

In the noisy and lively audience, some people felt the strangeness of the lights on the stage, and some people standing in the corner of the stage also saw the faint beam of light emitted from the steps on the stage, so they began to discuss in a whisper.

"Damn, why is there a light on the stage all of a sudden, is it about to be powered on?"

"No, if it's really an estimate of restoring the power, it should be flashing and then all the lights are turned on, why are they still turned off?"

"Eh, I just heard from someone next to me that there was someone standing in the corner of the stage and saw a light on the backstage."

"Lights? Why are there lights? The organizers deliberately let us go home in a smear? ”

"Don't talk nonsense, I guess there is something to prepare to make it so mysterious."

"I agree with the idea."

Compared with the noise of the audience, Qiao Xinxin, who was walking towards the piano on the stage, had the same degree of purity in his ears as if he had automatically blocked the sound, and the only sound left was his accelerated heartbeat.

Qiao Xinxin sat nervously on the piano chair, while complaining in her heart about her embarrassing psychological activities, she put her hand on the piano cover, the cold feeling of her fingertips made her nervous psychology a little calmer, and the ear radio gradually heard the discussion of the audience.

It's a pity that the system didn't assign her the function of clairvoyant, otherwise she would now want to know what the audience is talking about.

Qiao Xinxin opened the piano cover, and after touching the black and white piano keys, she took a deep breath silently, and put the microphone on the piano stand, she touched the piano keys she was familiar with, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally pressed the keys gently and hard.

After hearing the piano music, the movements under Qiao Xinxin's fingers became familiar and smooth, and the audience in the venue was also shocked by the piano music that sounded in the dark, and they stopped their mouths to speak, and quietly looked up at the still dark stage.

Just after the piano music had a little sprout, I only heard the piano music suddenly pop up an awkward clear note, followed by the girl's voice in the microphone, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I played it wrong, please help me pinch this paragraph." ”

Qiao Xinxin's voice does not belong to the domineering queen voice, and her soft voice, and her somewhat funny and lively tone is the switch of the quiet atmosphere in the audience.

Hearing such a soft and lovely voice in the dark, the audience directly boiled, looking at the still dark stage, the audience looked forward to the girl voice who was talking in the microphone.