As Wen Jin expected, Lin Ping sang the song that exploded last month.

It was also the last song that Wen Jin spent five months writing for Lin Ping.

"I'm sure there are many people who wonder why I can write such a love song."

The prelude sounded, but Lin Ping was not immersed in the world of the song, but looked straight at the camera with a smile.

Wen Jin frowned, a strange feeling lingering in his heart.

"What the hell is he trying to do? It's live! ”

The little girl faintly felt something, her fists clenched tightly, staring at Lin Ping's gaze and wanting to correct him on the spot.

You know, no matter what, she is still Lin Ping's assistant now.

If something happens, she has to take the blame.

Wen Jin looked at Lin Ping on the stage with a sweet smile and felt sick to his stomach, and when he turned his gaze, he suddenly realized something.

"Wait, you say, this is a live broadcast?"

She looked at the little girl in disbelief.

The little girl was also shocked, "Sister, don't you know? In order to rub Jiangjiang's popularity, the program team deliberately arranged this episode of the program in the form of a live broadcast. ”

"In order to allow Lin Ping to ascend smoothly, the audience present is screened extremely strictly, as long as it is a fan who likes Jiang Jiang, it is not good."

Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to endure the humiliation so much to be Lin Ping's assistant.

"I don't know, no one told me." Wen Jin said dryly.

It's just that no one told her.

She suspected that Jiang Hemian didn't even know about it.

Wen Jin's eyes deepened, and he took out his mobile phone to contact Jiang Hemian.

Unexpectedly, she had just walked a few steps when she heard Lin Ping on the stage speak with a smile.

"Actually, I wrote this song specifically for one person."

"After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to share my joy with everyone."

"I have a girlfriend and I love her so much."

"I hope you can bless us."

As soon as his voice fell, he was stunned, and then there was a sensation.

“........”

Wen Jin pinched his phone and turned to look at the stage with an expressionless face.

It didn't take long for the call to be made.

"Did you know it's live today?" She asked first.

Jiang Hemian was silent for two seconds, and then hummed.

Then he said, "A little earlier than you know." ”

He was waiting backstage, and as he spoke, he glanced at Lin Ping, who had already started singing on the screen in front of him.

A silent sneer.

Wen Jin paused, "Your fans have been targeted by the program team, and few can come in." ”

"Guessed."

Jiang Hemian is not stupid, when he knew that tonight's show was a live broadcast, he knew that his votes would not be too good tonight.

"They... Love you very much. ”

With some hesitation, Wen Jin still said it.

She didn't know how many people were like the little girl just now, but there were so many people who still came for Jiang Hemian.

Even if you can't enter the venue, even if you are maliciously targeted by the program team.

They also came to this Hongmen banquet without hesitation.

Wen Jin felt shocked.

Such emotions are sincere and warm.

"I know."

Jiang Hemian answered without hesitation, although his voice was hoarse, it unexpectedly gave people a very reassuring feeling.

"I'm not going to let them down." He said.

"Hmm." Wen Jin took a deep breath, lowered his eyes, and asked, "Did you hear what Lin Ping said just now?" ”

"I hear you."

"He's setting up people." Wen Jin said:

"When you are in decline, come out to make an official announcement, the first is to contrast with you and harvest the popularity of passers-by, and the second is to establish a wave of affectionate characters and stabilize your image."

"I know." Jiang Hemian said: "You still haven't said the third point, he is currying favor with his gold master." ”

Wen Jin was slightly surprised, "How do you know?" ”

"Because..."Jiang Hemian sneered and said, "His gold lord has been harassing me before. ”

OK, she got it.

couldn't ask Jiang Hemian for anything, so he chose Lin Ping instead.

Should I say it or not, this rich woman's aesthetics are declining a little fast.

Wen Jin's thoughts returned, "How is your voice now?" Is it uncomfortable? ”

"With throat lozenges in your mouth, don't worry."

"Hmm."

After being silent for a while, Wen Jin turned his head to look at the stage, and suddenly asked:

"Jiang Hemian, are you afraid?"

I'm afraid to show my imperfect self in the eyes of the public.

I'm not afraid to face those unwarranted and heavy malice.

I'm afraid that I will live up to the fans who have always loved me.

There was a low laugh on the mobile phone, and Jiang Hemian said: "Only others have been afraid of me." ”

Listen, how proud, how wanton.

Wen Jin shook his head helplessly, his heart relaxed inexplicably, with a smile in the corner of his eyes.

"Okay, I'll watch you, behave well."

"Hmm."

After hanging up the phone, looking at Lin Ping on the stage, Wen Jin's heart was already undisturbed.

To be honest, she may not be too worried about this stage.

At this point, it doesn't make much sense to stay on the show.

All they need is a chance to show up, and as long as they leave a good response, then they have a chance.

It's just starting all over again, the big star herself is not afraid, and she has no need to be afraid.

She believes in herself, and she believes in Jiang Hemian even more.

Soon, Lin Ping's performance ended.

Before the end, there was extremely warm applause.

"Then, it's time for the last song."

The host held the script, smiled, and read softly:

"How much friendship does a red bean have to give, so that it can be called synonymous with lovesickness."

"And the faint acacia, like the red beans, represents a sincere and simple heart."

"The last contestant, Jiang Hemian, will bring us a brand new song, red beans, let us applaud."

The applause in the audience was sparse, and some people were disgusted, saying that they didn't spend so much time to watch a bad artist perform.

It's not much, but it's loud and audible.

A few laughs can be heard from time to time.

Wen Jin glanced at it coldly and walked back to the little girl.

After hesitating for a while, he reached out and patted her on the shoulder.

"Don't be angry with this kind of person, it's not worth it."

Sure enough, when the little girl looked over, her eyes were red.

Choked up:

"Such a heavy malice, accumulated too much, can destroy a person."

Of course Wen Jin knew, but it was useless to refute.

What can be done is to conquer everyone with strength, and that slap in the face is loud enough.

The little girl was talking angrily, and with a snap, the lights went out, and only crisp footsteps could be heard.

About five or six seconds, at the same time as the lights came on, a figure appeared in the center of the stage.

Immediately afterward, only one beam of light remained in the audience.

And Jiang Hemian stood in the center of the beam.

He was wearing a simple white shirt, holding a guitar, and he couldn't find a single ornate ornament all over his body.

It's completely different from what he's used to look like.

But at this moment, in the light, he tilted his head slightly, his eyes closed.

The whole person is more dazzling than the light.