Behind the stage

Looking at the three talented teenagers, they stood in the middle of the stage again.

Qi Ming's slightly worried heart was put back into his stomach. Although the last song was sung, it was only sung by Wang Yuan alone.

But the effect he wanted had been achieved perfectly.

At this moment, there is no better time to announce that news.

He believes that as long as the talented teenagers say it themselves, the 'Three Little Ones' charity organization was founded and raised by them themselves.

Qi Ming believes that at that moment, on the artist rating system, the title of a first-line five-star artist will definitely become the title of [Heavenly Superstar] in an instant.

Qi Ming's heart was slightly excited, and his eyes stared at the three talented young men in the middle of the stage without blinking.

Doodoo ......

Suddenly, the phone rang in his pocket.

Qi Ming frowned and reluctantly took out his mobile phone.

It was found to be Feng Qiao's phone.

"Hey, Feng Qiao, where did you die? Don't you know that tonight is an important moment? ”

Qi Ming's face darkened. He sent people to look for him all night, but he didn't find Qi Ming's figure.

"Mr. Qi, it's not good. Big things are not good......"

On the phone, Feng Qiao's voice was urgent and panicked.

"What's wrong? Take your time. ”

Qi Ming said as he looked at the stage.

At this time, the gifted boy was speaking.

"Dear audience on the spot, the audience in the live broadcast room of Dog Fighting.com, in the past half a month, thank you for accompanying you all the way. The National Tour of Talented Teenagers, the last stop in Hangzhou, is about to come to an end.

"In the next time, we will reveal the easter eggs that we have said in advance.

"Are you surprised?"

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Wang Junkai announced to the audience under the stage and in the live broadcast room on behalf of the talented boy.

Qi Ming was relieved in his heart, after so many years, the three talented young men were finally able to take charge on their own.

In this way, he is also reassured.

"Mr. Qi, Liang Tian...... She, she took the charity fundraising card...... She, she said that she would ruin the path to promotion for talented teenagers. ”

On the phone, Feng Qiao's voice was panicked and scared. Although he has always been cynical, it does not mean that he is stupid.

He knew that if the talented teenager failed to advance, it would be a big blow to Kyoto Times Company.

"What do you say? Bastard, did you tell that vixen about the relationship between the charity and the superstar? You...... You, you're mad at me. ”

Qi Ming's face changed greatly, and a strong sense of crisis permeated his heart.

"What should I do, Mr. Qi, what should I do...... I don't want this, and I don't want this. I didn't know it would be like this. ”

Feng Qiao's voice was filled with mourning.

He didn't know why he was sudden, so he told Liang Tian that he didn't know why he suddenly fell asleep.

He didn't know that he was petrified.

Some of his memories have been automatically modified by the system.

"Dead boy, get back and talk about it. I hung up first. If the talented boy fails to advance because of you, I, I ......"

Qi Mingqi's eyes turned black, and he hung up the phone directly.

He knew that it was time to blame Feng Qiao.

Hanging up the phone, he used his mobile phone for the first time to log in to the backstage of the Weibo of the 'Three Littles' charity organization.

looked at Weibo, one after another abusive comments. He instantly went to Liang Tian's Weibo.

I saw several photos of Liang Tian's wealth and mansion posted in the afternoon, and he introduced it on Weibo, and wrote the general manager of the 'three small' charitable organizations.

Finally, after seeing the popular headlines on Weibo.

"It's over, it's over."

Thump......

The mobile phone in Qi Ming's hand fell to the ground, and his face turned pale in an instant.

He didn't expect that he would be wise in the end, but at this critical time. All the efforts were all lost in the hands of Feng Qiao, the loser.

suddenly

He swept past the talented teenage group in the center of the stage.

A glimmer of hope burst into his eyes.

"It's not over yet, not yet, as long as the talented boy doesn't announce it. There's still a chance, there's still a chance. ”

Qi Ming roared loudly in his heart.

He rushed backstage and straight to the center of the stage.

But sometimes, fate just likes to be elusive.

Qi Ming just rushed to take a step, and his right foot instantly stepped on the mobile phone on the ground.

He slipped all over.

Thump......

Qi Ming fell to the ground on his back.

……

Center of the stage

Wang Yuan looked at Wang Junkai beside him, holding the microphone.

There was a strong glint in his eyes.

He's going to be a superstar.

He, finally, stood in front of his parents confidently and said proudly.

He Wang Yuan, even if he is a dramatist, is also the top and best one in China.

He was looking forward to his parents' praise and change of opinion after learning the news.

He expects, expects that his parents will not be indifferent to him, and will not look down on his profession.

Expect them to really support yourself. Love yourself, imperfect child.

"I, Wang Junkai, tell you a surprise on behalf of the talented boy.

"In the past six months, the 'three small' charitable organizations that have influenced the entire Huaxia.

"The creator behind them is none other than our talented teenagers."

Wang Junkai's face was full of pride. He looked down the stage and the audience shouted loudly.

Beside him, Yi Yang Qianxi and Wang Yuan. At the same time, there was pride on his face.

They were waiting for the cheers of the audience, and their faces were full of shock.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Wang Yuan realized that something was wrong, and he looked at the audience.

I found that everyone was shocked, and they were all shocked.

But this shock, but it seems that something is not quite right. It was shocking, as if it weren't for joy.

But it's like, like it's because of anger.

Wang Junkai and the three glanced at each other. At the same time, a bad premonition flashed in my heart.

"Don't say it!!"

Behind the stage, Wang Junkai and the three suddenly heard Mr. Qi's scream.

They looked back in confusion.

saw Mr. Qi's face screaming with horror.

Under the stage

"Roselle, a charitable organization, is the key to becoming a superstar?"

Hearing the words of the talented young man, Qi Chen turned his head, looked at Luo Zhen beside him, and asked suspiciously.

But he found that at this time, Luo Zhen, who had been indifferent, had a stunned look on his face.

That's definitely not pretending.

Qi Chen turned his head and looked nearby.

I found that the absolute majority of people had such a look of shock on their faces.

Some are even angry.

Qi Chen became more and more puzzled.

"Wenshen, Ying'er. Sit down and never move. ”

Luo Zhen came back to his senses in an instant, and he had already received news from the agent about the three small charitable organizations.

It's just that they thought that the three little ones would actually be the hole cards of the talented teenagers.

At this moment, he had already anticipated what kind of product would explode when waiting.

Before Luo Shen's voice fell, Zhao Yinger was already sitting firmly on the stool.

Obviously, she had already gotten the news.

Bang......

In the starless night sky, a thunderclap suddenly sounded.

Then, the rain the size of beans fell.

Drops of cold rain fell down the stage, as if the faces of the audience had stiffened.

They finally came to their senses.

Audience fans, when they thought of it just now, they actually cried tears for Wang Yuan and were moved by him.

At first thought, they actually used the money donated by fans to children in poor mountainous areas to enrich their own pockets as a standard for showing off their wealth.

At this moment, one by one, true love fans began to turn black.

Their eyes turned blood-red, and they struggled to shake off the residual emotion of their psyche. looked at the three talented young men on the stage, and began to roar and vent.

Put the anger against Liang Tian and the bad anger at the three little charity organizations.

The resentment and grief of being treated as a fool with his kindness, all vented on the talented young man on the stage.

Everywhere in their bodies, countless anger poured out, and blood and qi surged upwards and surged into their brains.

In my mind, all reason is gone. Only grief and indignation remained.

Bang......

In the sky, the rain was falling even harder.

The thunder kept ringing.

Finally, the first fan in the front row spoke up and scolded the talented boy on the stage.

"A gifted boy who is said to be a dog."

(End of chapter)