On the day of the festival.

The festival, which starts at 7 p.m., lasts until 10:30 p.m.

In three and a half hours, many well-known singers and groups will sing passionately, and even the organizer invited Linghua Zeng Yi, not surprisingly, it was another 10,000-level jumping scene.

"Nian Wei, don't be nervous, it's not a competition."

The festival has already begun, the semi-open exhibition hall makes the space more open, and the festival hosted by the sea has arranged a third of the seats next to the beach, and tonight the seats are full, and the whole beach can hear the music without buying a ticket.

Aunt Liu comforted Fang Nianwei, she didn't talk much since she was putting on makeup, which made Aunt Liu very worried about whether she was nervous.

But in fact, Wang Anruo was just thinking about things.

"Did you give him the ticket?" Wang Anruo turned his head to look at Aunt Liu: "He accepted it?" ”

Aunt Liu nodded: "You've asked several times, Nian Wei." If you care so much, why don't you give him the tickets yourself? ”

Wang Anruo stopped talking.

"Besides, if he really cares about you, he doesn't need others to give him tickets, he will come to see it himself."

Wang Anruo still didn't speak.

Zhu Cheng knocked on the door: "Fang Nianwei." ”

"Please come in."

"Fang Nianwei, do you know that you are the last to appear?"

Zhu Cheng held the schedule given by the staff in his hand and said: "You came on stage after ten o'clock, and you sang a total of four songs, all of which you were good at before." ”

Wang Anruo nodded, "I know, Aunt Liu has already told me." ”

"There's no psychological pressure, it's not a game."

"Aunt Liu also said it."

"Really?" Zhu Cheng looked at Aunt Liu and nodded: "Good job." ”

After a pause, he continued: "Although there can be no psychological pressure, you can't take this music festival too lightly, if you start to leave the audience when you come on, it will leave an excuse for the marketing account to criticize you...... Although Mo Ying has been quite miserable recently, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse. ”

Mo Ying has recently been dug up a lot of black material, and she is busy with public relations.

No one knows who is behind her, only that in addition to Chen Yu and Chen Gongzi, who have been active recently, other forces have begun to intervene...... The people involved even started to check Moying's taxes.

Aunt Liu was displeased when she heard this: "Then this schedule is too unfavorable for us, not to mention the last appearance, it is almost over, how can we ensure that the audience does not leave?" Nian Wei is not a professional singer, except for true love fans today, few people are singing at Nian Wei, right? ”

Zhu Cheng sighed: "No way, you also said that Fang Nianwei is an actor and a part-time singer...... Those who appeared in front of you are all seniors, you can't be earlier than the Phoenix Legend, right? They both started singing at 9 o'clock! ”

"Who's up ahead?"

"Uncle came over and cursed...... No, scold Raper. ”

“……”

Zhu Cheng left, Aunt Liu sighed again, and patted Wang Anruo's shoulder: "Don't listen to Mr. Zhu, what full attendance has nothing to do with us, you just need to work hard to sing your own." ”

Wang Anruo smiled: "Mr. Zhu is also for my good, if I perform well in this music festival, there will be more music announcements, so if I sing again in the future, I can also hold my own concert." ”

"I'm relieved that you think so." Aunt Liu smiled and sighed: "Then when you come on the stage, just close your eyes and sing, don't look at how much the audience below has gone." ”

"Hmmm......"

Wang Anruo nodded, listening to the opening remarks of the host outside, but did not hear any other commotion.

This made her a little uneasy.

If he came and was recognized, regardless of how the audience reacted, the host had to say something, right?

Time is passing little by little, and the passion of the uncle's rap and the Phoenix legend ignites the heat of the music festival, and even the uncle sang an original rap with Zeng Yi, which once again pushed the atmosphere to the top.

But a music festival will not be crazy all the time, there will be ups and downs, and after the big names and stars have sung, the audience who are too high will slowly calm down.

"It's really not in vain!" There was a little couple who watched the Phoenix Legend end and wiped the sweat on their heads: "It's all autumn and it shakes me all over the sweat!" ”

"I want juice."

"Shall we go outside? The back should be gone. ”

"Aren't there a few more? Li Qingshan...... Fang Nianwei. ”

"Li Qingshan can't do it, Fang Nianwei...... She can film, but she can't sing. ”

"Aegean is good, isn't it?"

"If you look at the leaflet, she sang all the songs she sang in the past, and today there is no "Aegean"."

"Alright then, let's go drink Honey Snow Ice City."

By the time Wang Anruo came on stage, the audience had already left a small halfway.

The brightly lit beach in the distance was almost empty.

At ten o'clock, everyone went home to sleep, and it was not a music festival on a rest day, so I got off work at seven o'clock to see, and it was time to withdraw at ten o'clock.

Wang Anruo has long been mentally prepared, after all, he is not a full-time singer, and he can't compare with the predecessors in front of him, and even most of the people at today's music festival are coming for them.

When it comes to my last game, it's good to have a small half left.

"Fang Nianwei, come on!"

At the moment when the prelude to the song sounded, someone in the audience was cheering and shouting.

Wang Anruo looked at the audience for a moment, but was a little disappointed.

It's someone I don't know, probably a fan, holding his own light sign, and cheering in the audience.

Just disappointed for a moment, she cheered up again.

It is enough to have fan support, this is her persistence on the road of idols.

The melodious singing resounded inside and outside the stage, and Wang Anruo was completely immersed in the singing.

It's just that from time to time, I will look at the audience, expecting to see that person.

Why not?

She didn't understand, she was a little lost, so she chose to close her eyes and sing her own song and do her job well.

Soon came the third song, Wang Anruo was completely in the state, but the noise in her ears still caught her attention.

"What's going on?"

Aunt Liu, who was watching everything backstage, originally sweated for Fang Nianwei, for fear that the last person would be gone, and only Fang Nianwei's fans would remain.

As a result, singing and singing, there were more and more people.

It's like the festival has just begun, and many people are coming in, and it only takes a minute to fill the venue again!

"Where are these people?"

Zhu Chengdu was stupid and at a loss.

The organizer hurriedly came to find it, "Boss Zhu, what's going on?" Who do you arrange? The rest of the companies have already gone back. ”

"How is that possible?" Zhu Cheng shook his head, then thought of something, and looked confident with his hands behind his back: "Maybe it's Fang Nianwei's influence, you see, although we are in the last one, the aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys!" ”

Wang Anruo on the stage also noticed something unusual, but she was the closest, so she saw more.

Among the spectators who entered, there were even banners pulled.

The words on it are too far away to be read.

But there are three words in it that she will never be mistaken.

Qin Wuxiang!

A young couple hurriedly ran back to the scene with the fruit tea of Mixue Bingcheng in their hands.

"I almost missed it, and the organizer didn't say that Qin Wuxiang would have a handshake party at the end of the festival!"

"Where is he?"

"You're also a fan of Qin Wuxiang?"

"Isn't this nonsense? Five out of ten young people are his fans, seven have read his books, and at least nine have heard of the Trisolara. Even if you follow the trend, you have to come and see it, if you don't come in vain, you won't come in vain, anyway, there are tickets. ”

After singing the third song, Wang Anruo finally saw the person he was thinking about.

Qin Feng came in from outside the venue and sat in the most conspicuous position, and soon someone set up a table for him, with boxes and boxes of books next to him.

The banner behind him read, "Qin Wuxiang shook hands, and shook hands with music festival tickets." ”

Even at the end, even if there is only one song left in the festival, even if it is almost half past ten.

The stage belonging to Fang Nianwei is still full.

Those who couldn't line up had to be patient to listen to the song, and after listening to the last song, they thought it was quite good, and began to take pictures to share their friends.

"I didn't expect Fang Nianwei to sing quite well."

"Is there anything else down there?"

"There is also the last song, called "Listening to Song", which is said to be Fang Nianwei's original song when she debuted."

Zhu Cheng was excited to watch it offstage, "Tomorrow's headlines are here!" There will also be music announcements in the future...... It's not a dream to have a concert next year! ”

And Aunt Liu looked at Qin Wuxiang, who was handing out books to the audience one by one in the audience and shaking hands, her eyes were smart, she didn't know what she was thinking, but she smiled with a sweet aunt on the corner of her mouth.

The attendance rate, of course, was also what she told Qin Feng.

I didn't expect to help Nianwei so much, at least I really took action, and it was not in vain that I believed him once.

"Qin Wuxiang, I'm your fan!"

"Thank you for your support, but please also support today's festival and the singers on stage."

Qin Feng shook hands and looked at the stage, Wang Anruo was also looking at him.

The two of them looked at each other for a long, long time, and there was indescribable emotion in their eyes.

"Fang Nianwei, it's time for the fourth song!" Zhu Cheng reminded from the audience.

"Next up is the fourth and last song of the night."

Wang Anruo retracted his gaze, paused, and picked up the microphone, "Please enjoy Qin Wuxiang's lyrics and Fang Nianwei'...... "Aegean"!" ”

(End of chapter)