When Luo Bai was told by Jian Shiming to wait on stage to sing "No Regrets", the entire crew was stunned, but fortunately, the lights on the stage were dimmed at this time, and the audience could not see it.

"Luo Xiaobai, there is really no way now, Liang Fei can't come, and there is no original disc of "No Regrets" in the entertainment inventory, if you don't go up, it's ......"

Jian Shiming made a sad face.

Lu Sheng touched his chin, "Actually, I think it's okay, Luo Xiaobai is playing Fu Nuo, if he sings "No Regrets", I think this is a very big gimmick~"

Shi Yuan frowned, "The opportunities and risks are half and half, Luo Xiaobai, be careful yourself." ”

Jian Shiming glanced at Shi Yuan in surprise.

Being looked at by many pairs of bright eyes, Luo Bai frowned slightly, but still smiled: "Okay, thank you for giving me this opportunity." ”

Jian Shiming touched his nose embarrassedly.

It's an opportunity, but it's not really.

As Shi Yuan said, there are risks in it!

If Luo Xiaobai sings badly, it will definitely have some impact on his future path......

......

"Little Qiaoqiao, do you dare not say so much?! I want to listen to the ending song of "Emperor Tu", ahhhh——!hh ~”

"Little Qiaoqiao, go down quickly! The baby doesn't want little Qiaoqiao, the baby wants to listen to the ending song of "Huangtu"!! ”

"Ahh——!h ~Little Jojo, how do I feel like you're stalling for time?! What we want is the ending song of "Emperor Picture"!! ”

......

The crowd was getting louder and louder.

Just when Qiao Mengqing was about to lose it, she saw Xiang You walk out.

The moment they looked at each other, Qiao Mengqing understood.

Qiao Mengqing raised his voice and said: "Okay, okay, no longer hang your appetite, let's present the ending song of our "Emperor Picture", "No Regrets"!! ”

As Qiao Mengqing's last word fell, the small piece of light left on the stage quickly dimmed again.

The audience stopped arguing in an instant, and one stared at the big screen with wide eyes and holding his breath.

Suddenly, four spotlights on the edge of the stage lit up.

Almost as soon as the lights came on, the music sounded.

However, this time's music is different from the majestic atmosphere when everyone appeared before.

It was the sound of the flute, and it was obviously the sound of Qingyue's flute, but it was soaked in sadness and helplessness at this moment.

It is like a messenger who has carried the heaviest shackles, even if his hands and feet are ground with blood, even if his spine is bent from exhaustion, he still walks forward step by step.

Because ahead, there is his faith.

The back of the stage gradually brightened, and after the sound of the flute, everyone saw the sound of a slender figure stepping on.

"Huangquan Road, the lights are on."

"A glimpse."

"Who sowed iniquity?"

The sound quality of that voice is very special, gorgeous and clear, it seems that the most gorgeous and magnificent jewel is illuminated by the bright moonlight, forming an extremely unique stunning.

The two screens above the stage also lit up at this time.

On the big screen used to play makeup photos before, a handsome young man dressed in white appeared.

The young man in white is riding on a tall horse, holding the reins in one hand and the wine jug in the other, and the photo freezes on the young man's action of raising his head to drink.

The white jade-like neck is like a swan looking up, noble and elegant, and you can see that the young man in white is squinting slightly at this moment, and he seems to be drunk for a minute or two.

And those black eyes, gentle and affectionate, amazed the years.