"Today, I have a special song for my friends who have come here, and I have composed a song by myself. It's not all done yet, but I have a feeling that here, on this evening, is the best time for it to be heard. ”

The eyes of everyone in the audience flashed expectantly again, but not everyone waited for her performance with a relaxed face.

Wang Huaying's anxious and angry voice sounded in the headset: "What are you doing!" ”

But when she saw the girl on the stage casually take off something from her ear, and slowly bring the microphone to her lips, she spoke.

There are no lyrics, at first I think it is just a meaningless shallow hum, but as the long and long music gradually rises, layer by layer, more and more people stop their movements, and look intently at the quiet figure under the blue spotlight in front of them.

They are like puppets frozen, like sailors on a ship who have been fascinated by mermaids, and are taken to another world by her singing.

Even Wang Huaying, who was eager to rush up and drag her off the stage just now, was stunned, and probably only her agent Jiang Chengfeng was still sober and happy with her sanity.

"Great!" Jiang Chengfeng clapped his hands and said to Gao Caiqin who walked down from the stage: "I knew that your potential was endless. ”

"Cai Qin, no, from now on, you are Zhuang Xiaodie." Jiang Chengfeng patted her on the shoulder and said, "I will make you the brightest star!" ”

At this moment, there was a sudden noisy noise at the door of the dressing room, Jiang Chengfeng also heard it, got up and walked to the door to look out, frowned and said, "What happened?" ”

A man who looked like a staff member replied, "There is a boy who is unreasonable and insists on breaking in." ”

Jiang Chengfeng walked out a few steps, and sure enough, he saw a young man pushing and shoving, and said unceremoniously, "Do you know who I am?" Something like that.

Jiang Chengfeng felt that he was a little familiar, and unconsciously took a few steps forward.

"Don't you want to do it here? Dare to stop me? Hurry up and get out of the way, I want to see Zhuang Xiaodie! Although the young man was only one person, he did not show weakness and was domineering.

"I'm Zhuang Xiaodie's agent, what's the matter with you?" Jiang Chengfeng stood up in time to stop him.

The young man looked at him from beginning to end, and snorted softly, "Can't you see him if there's nothing to do?" Understand and care about the artists of your own company, can you report to you in advance? ”

Own company? Jiang Chengfeng's heart tightened, and he finally remembered who this young man was, it was Fang Zhenggang, the son of Fang Zhenggang, the major shareholder of Xingyue Night, and Chen Zilin, the second shareholder, Fang Zhu.

"Please come in, Young Master Fang." Just when Jiang Chengfeng was still stunned, the girl's light voice came from the dressing room behind him.

Now that the Lord has spoken, there is no reason to stop him outside.

Fang Zhu straightened the collar of his clothes, walked by Jiang Chengfeng's side proudly, and as soon as he entered the door, he casually shut the others outside.

The light in the dressing room was brighter than the stage outside, and you could see all the corners and corners of it, including the girl standing in front of the mirror.

She took off her gorgeous blue lace dress, removed her psychedelic eyeshadow and contact lenses, took off her shiny jewelry, and became an ordinary junior high school girl again.

Fang Zhu looked at her blankly: "Why are you?" What about Zhuang Xiaodie? ”

"I'm sorry, I'm Zhuang Xiaodie." She said in a playful tone.

"It can't be!" Fang Zhu shouted loudly.

"Where is Zhuang Xiaodie? Where did you hide her? ”

"I am Zhuang Xiaodie."

"Don't you want to lie to me!" Fang Zhu grabbed her slender neck with one hand: "Tell me quickly, where is she!" ”

Facing his eyes that were about to breathe fire, the girl was not afraid at all, she pulled his hand away, and looked indifferent.

"Well, you've seen through it." Her eyes suddenly glanced back, and behind her was a mirror.

"You're looking for Zhuang Xiaodie, isn't she right here?"

Fang Zhu looked over, and in the mirror was himself and a girl wearing a butterfly mask.

Fang Zhu threw himself in front of the mirror, and even touched his nose, and he couldn't get any closer. He is like a pug coveting food, staring at Zhuang Xiaodie in the mirror.

"I want you to sing, you sing that song again."

"I'm afraid not."

"Why!"

"Because you're not going to wake up."

"What happens if you don't wake up?"

"It's going to get deeper and deeper."

"So what?"

"You're going to die, aren't you afraid?"

"What crazy things to say!"

"Don't believe me? If you don't believe me, why come to me? Why should you listen to me sing? ”

"That'...... Well, I believe you. "This unruly and unruly boy who never bows his head actually compromised.

At this time, he slowly turned around and faced the girl outside the mirror.

"I like that song you just sang, what's the name?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, why don't Young Master Fang help me get one? What do you think it's good to call it? ”

He was stunned, he didn't expect her to give the initiative to himself, what is it called? He couldn't think of a word in his empty head.

I can only recall the feeling I felt when I listened to this song just now.

At that moment, the soul seemed to be withdrawn from the body, and followed her song into the ancient era of Hongmeng's beginning, the chaos of all things, the shining nebula, the endless depths of the universe, the seemingly infinite possibilities, but the unstoppable myth of the future.

What kind of name should be given to such wonderful music to match it?

"Let's call it "Butterfly Dream", how about it?"

"Good! Good! Fang Zhu said again and again: "What a good name!" The feeling of listening to the song just now is indeed as wonderful as dreaming. ”

"Really? What did you dream about? ”

“…… Volcanic eruptions...... Spectacular and intense...... It's like the feeling of falling from the sky...... I can't describe it, but now I just feel like I've taken a cool shower. ”

She listened to Fang Zhu's description and was also a little surprised: "My song actually has such magic? ”

Fang Zhu obviously rarely said such straightforward words, and his face was slightly flushed: "I...... I like it, when will you release an album? ”

"It should be soon." She said perfunctorily.

"Is there another show tomorrow?"

"Today is my last day here."

"What! So when are you going to come out and sing again? ”

"You think I'm good at singing, don't you? Then you won't be the only one who thinks it's good, there will be a lot of people who like my songs. The agent said that I would have to let this fire burn for a while before I could play. ”

Fang Zhu didn't give up: "I can ask you to sing alone." ”

"Don't you just want to experience the sensation of erupting and falling? Why bother, you go out from here, find the elevator, choose the top floor, go to the rooftop, and take a leap, isn't it? ”

"Wouldn't it be more exciting for you to really feel the feeling of falling when you die, and then your blood will come out of your body like a volcanic eruption?" The eyes behind the butterfly mask shone with a bewitching glow.

"You...... What do you mean! You want me to kill myself? That's ridiculous, isn't it? Fang Zhu shouted.

But Zhuang Xiaodie smiled: "If you don't want to die, tie a rope under your feet, and if you don't want to keep your own blood, you can keep someone else's blood." ”

Since this night, a girl named Zhuang Xiaodie has caused an uproar on the Internet.

They frantically reproduced the singing video in a small bar, as light as the wind, as tender as water, as dripping as rain, and as long as a dream. Different people heard all kinds of emotions in the same song, and they all undoubtedly fell into a state of madness because of this mysterious girl.

But in one night, the fan support clubs on the Internet have been organized, and the number of fans has exceeded six figures, and they have begun to find like-minded friends, discuss their common hobbies, and strengthen their relationships in a kind of conventional alliance.

Jiang Chengfeng is worthy of being the gold medal agent of the starry night, and the series of marketing methods he planned for this purpose finally broke out accurately and perfectly on this night.

Three points of strength, three points of marketing, plus a piece of destined luck and opportunity, this is his tried and tested law of star-making. With his keen insight, in less than 6 years after entering the industry, he brought out three stars who later became a first-line star, although they were all picked by the seniors in the industry before the door, but it still shows that his own strength is good.

After several years of precipitation, he has also accumulated his own contacts, and this time he can't say anything about the results of his hard work being stolen by others.

Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies. He remembered the last time he had seen the poem in his head out of thin air at a class reunion, and felt as if everything was in the dark and predestined.