All the cubs I raise have become giants [Entertainment]

The song "childish" has a total of 6 minutes.

In the 4th minute, the chorus is entered, and it is now three and a half minutes, which consumes a lot of energy--dancing is a very physical thing.

Under the stage lights and the close-up shots of the camera, it can be seen that Fang Huai's forehead is already covered with sweat, a few strands of forehead hair are sticking to the forehead, the side of the cheek is slightly red, and the light amber eyes are covered with mist, but they are full of brilliance. , Every movement is done to the extreme, and the singing is not breathless.

[Ah, ah, so handsome, so cute, so Su, I love it. 】

[How can Zai Zai be so good?How could this be? ? 】

[Actually, I think Lu Yu dances better. 】

[Can you get out of bed upstairs? ! 】

[Will Huaihuai marry me?When will I marry QAQ, I don’t want to do anything other than marrying him QAQ]

Everyone felt that Fang Huai was fine.

Since everyone has come to participate in the competition, how could something happen?Besides, Fang Huai looks good, he can sing and dance, but if anyone else burns to 37 octaves, he can't get out of bed, so how can he still sing and dance?

Moreover, no one said that Fang Huai was ill, maybe it was because of the unfounded worries of the fans.

When I think about it this way, I feel calm.

After all, watching singing and dancing is something that can mobilize emotions. Everyone is very excited and excited, shaking the light sticks more enthusiastically than anyone else.Only a very small number of old fans were excited, but secretly worried——

Is baby all right?Did you force yourself, did you feel uncomfortable?

But the worries disappeared quickly, and they were more happy for Fang Huai.

He does look good.

At the same time, in a small room in the backstage venue, the sound of crackling keyboards leaked out.The agent stared at the computer solemnly, chatting with Lu Yu from time to time.

"Are you all right there? Hurry up, you can make muddy water on the stage and twist Fang Huai's feet!"

"I'm not doing this!"

Lu Yu was a little exasperated.

There are five tarot cards in front of him, and sweat drips from his forehead.

When he first heard that Fang Huai had a fever, he thought it was his own method that had worked, and was quite lucky for a while... Who knew that later, when he picked up the Tarot card and looked at it, the pattern hadn't changed at all!

Fang Huai's illness was simply caused by over-practicing and catching a cold.

This tarot card was bought by Lu Yu from the black market.

He was very young then, but he was greedy from a young age. When I was 16 years old, I got a Tarot card by chance. This card has a wide range of uses. The most commonly used one is to control part of people's mind. It is similar to a curse. Every time it takes effect, the pattern on the Tarot will change.

Of course, he also needs to pay the corresponding price.

He didn't believe it at first—he hadn't thought about these supernatural things since he was a child, and he happened to be participating in debut training at that time, so he made a random wish that the person who was most likely to debut as a C position would not be able to debut.

Unexpectedly, that person really got sick suddenly and his voice was ruined, and he retired soon after, and the person who debuted at C became Lu Yu!

Lu Yu was ecstatic at the time.

He was afraid to pay the 'price' at first and didn't dare to use it often.Until later, he met a person who taught him to use magic to deprive others of their skills, luck, and even fate, and use other people's things to repay this 'price'.

Since then, his life has been smooth and easy.

He didn't need to put in a lot of effort. Before the performance, he used magic to steal the singing and dancing talents of his teammates, and he could perform well the next day, while the fellow student whose talents he took away would be embarrassed and scolded.

In order to gild himself, he faked a degree from a music university, won many awards by taking away other people's "piano" skills, and even went to the Spring Festival Gala at the most prosperous time, while the musician whose skills he took away was performing You make a fool of yourself and your career suffers.

Of course, no one knew about this, and what happened to others had nothing to do with him.

And he is very good at setting up people and mobilizing fans' emotions. Once there is any black material, he will use the fans to charge forward, and if something happens, he will be expelled from the fans and cleared the relationship.What's the big deal?Fans are nothing valuable, just a bunch of idiots.

If there is anything else, he will use tarot cards and magic, anyway, he doesn't need to pay the price.

Until I met Fang Huai.

He was the one who obstructed Fang Huai's late arrival for the primary election, causing the driver to drive into one dead end after another.

Since then, however, his 'ability' has degraded a little.It seems to be suppressed by some very terrifying existence, not only can't the opponent's bosom be used, but the effect on others is also weakened.

After the primary election, Lu Yu wanted the opponent to repeat his old tricks, and he used it once during the talent session - he was responsible for Fang Huai's almost falling on the stage, but he failed in the end.In addition, during the talent stage, he originally wanted to steal other people's abilities, but it suddenly failed, so he had no choice but to hire a pianist at a high price to pretend to be him.

After some black material was exposed before, Lu Yu's popularity also declined all the way, barely relying on marketing support.

Thinking of this, Lu Yu's eyes were filled with gloom.

"It's all because of Fang Huai," he thought. "Without him, I would definitely win the championship. Those are all mine. Why should he take away my things?"

"Soon, he will pay the price soon." Lu Yu said with a dark face.

He drew out another Tarot card, the body of which shone slightly.

This sound leaked from the crack of the door, just in time to be heard by passers-by.A trace of ridicule flashed in the eyes of the man outside the door, and it quickly disappeared, and he returned to his indifferent and calm appearance, and walked away.

Lu Yu put down the cards and just stared at the phone.What appeared on the phone was the live broadcast of the "Light of the Stellar" final. He wanted Fang Huai to make a fool of himself and to make him lose everything he was proud of...

And Lu Yu's manager is still trying to guide public opinion on the Internet, making it go in a direction that is unfavorable to Huai——

He suddenly turned pale and found that there were three tags hanging on the hot search, and the rankings were still rising.

They are #鹿羽艺术项目假假video#, #鹿羽邪教# and #鹿羽这年做了的笑#.Not to mention anything else, just talking about the cult is enough to get him banned from above!

He shook his lips and was about to talk to Lu Yu when he heard a knock on the door.

The originally locked door was unexpectedly pushed open.

"Contestant Lu Yu," is the interview host holding a microphone and several staff members carrying cameras to record the interview highlights, which will be edited and posted online later:

"Hello, "Stellar Light" is coming to an end, I think you must have a lot to say to the fans and audience, then——"

Lu Yu was looking at the phone screen, his complexion getting darker and darker.

what happened?

It stands to reason that Fang Huai should have stepped on an obstacle on the ground and twisted his foot at this time.Failed again?

"Can you sing a song and give it to those who have always supported you?"

Lu Yu was brought back to sanity by those words.He didn't notice the manager's pale face, but faced the camera and subconsciously smirked: "Of course."

He thought for a while, picked out a song he was good at, and sang:

"When we meet, the Dao is impermanent..."

As soon as he sang, the faces of him and his manager turned pale.And the smile on the interview host's face became a little bit awkward.

Why is it so ugly?This voice is very ordinary and hoarse, far worse than Lu Yu's warm voice before, and it's still not in tune.It is completely different from Lu Yu's performance 10 minutes ago.

Lu Yu and the manager exchanged a flustered look.

His voice and singing were also 'taken' from another person. This ordinary rough voice is his original voice. It has been so long that he has forgotten that his original voice is like this.

"Are you too tired? It's okay, we won't edit this part later..."

Lu Yu stood up hastily, accidentally stepped on an obstacle that appeared out of thin air, and twisted her foot.

This is an obstacle that should have appeared at Fang Huai's feet!

Lu Yu's face turned completely green.

More terrifying things will happen in the next second.

Grinning his teeth in pain, he suddenly lost control of his body, facing the camera, confessing all his evil deeds from a few years ago to the present!

He obviously didn't want to say it himself, but his voice was completely uncontrollable, and he truthfully expressed his true thoughts:

"I have never tried hard, I just like to set up people. I don't see my fans as people, at most they are props-I think the handmade gifts they give are very ridiculous...Isn't it the one who played the piano in the talent show before? I, yes, I'll find someone to replace the fake..."

The more Lu Yu talked, the more desperate he felt, and his face turned completely blue.He never felt that he had done anything wrong before, but being known by others was another matter.If others find out about this, his career and everything about him will be ruined!

May have been ruined.

When Lu Yu saw the phone held up by the manager, with the three bright tags on the hot search list in real time, she panicked completely.

On the other hand, the host held the microphone, he didn't expect things to develop like this, and he was completely stunned.

The host forgot one thing.

Just now her friend played a prank and turned on the live broadcast function of her mobile phone.At this time, the mobile phone that was quietly in her pocket was actually broadcasting live, playing all the sounds in its entirety.

Of course, including Lu Yu's song and the 'true feelings' confession.

Due to professional reasons, the host has conducted a live broadcast before, and has a lot of fans.Those fans came in because they didn't know where, and after listening for a while, they were confused at the beginning, but then they were completely blown up!

Although Lu Yu had rumors about the collapse of the character design before, but that is not a heavyweight at all!Before the collapse of the character set, you can push the fans to wash the ground, but this time, how should Lu Yu clean up the black material that he frankly shakes out?

【That sentence is so ugly, what's going on, it doesn't sound like his original voice at all? 】

[Damn, did I eat hot melon? !This voice sounds like Lu Yu... wait, this voice is Lu Yu! 】

[Recorded hahahaha, see you on Weibo, sisters. 】

[Is Lu Yu really such a person?It's disgusting, ah, whoever fans him is really unlucky for eight lifetimes.Did you not treat your fans as human beings? ! 】

[Please hurry up and block this kind of person, they are fake and slanderous, don't you want to keep them for the New Year? ! 】

An uproar gradually set off on the Internet.

The rhythm of "childish" is getting faster.

Fang Huai's every step was exactly on the beat, and he didn't show any abnormalities due to excessive physical exertion and illness.

The slightly wide linen shirt covered the skin, and beads of sweat trickled from the forehead to the jaw and into the collarbone. The young man's tall and thin figure had a unique aesthetic feeling, handsome and clean, and his slightly hoarse but milky singing voice spread along with the rhythm. .

The atmosphere in the audience was pushed up step by step, and the temperature gradually rose.

[Is it almost the chorus?I'm so looking forward to it]

【Cubs come on!Ma Ma is waiting to see you reach the top! 】

[Immortal idol woo woo, hard work and talent?I think he has turned himself into chicken soup. Just now I went to review the video of his third round, and he has really improved a lot. 】

Fang Huai's expression is very natural, neither nervous nor uncomfortable, his typhoon has always been very good.

Only when the lights dimmed, he would purse his lips tightly, revealing a painful look for a moment - none of the cameras could capture it, and the slight panting in the microphone was covered by the accompaniment.

In Fang Huai's eyes, the lights and the crowd formed several blurred blocks of color.

All the sounds seem to be separated by a layer. Even with headphones, he has to work very hard to distinguish the melody of the accompaniment and keep himself on every beat.

It's really tough.

His eyelashes were wet with drops of water. Many people thought it was sweat, but it was actually just tears that were forced out.

No one knew that he was suffering, and no one knew how much effort he had spent to make himself appear as if nothing had happened.

But this is good, Fang Huai thought in a daze, he didn't want anyone to worry and feel sad for him.

The paragraph that is about to enter the chorus, because it is a variation, has a small blank in the middle.

Lights and music all disappear in a fraction of a second.

The venue was plunged into silent darkness.

On the stage, the young man who was still able to do a job well in the last second, stepping on the beat and controlling the rhythm, took advantage of this second gap to cover the headset, panting heavily, his lungs were burning, he had a headache, tinnitus, and physiological tears come down.

No one saw it.

Only one person under the stage pursed his thin lips and clenched his palms, his knuckles were slightly white.

The next second the light came on, and Fang Huai had returned to normal.

The chorus comes.

The clean and slightly hoarse juvenile voice firmly controls the rhythm, buckles the melody, and pushes the emotion to a climax.

With his eyelids half-drooped, he held the headset with one hand, and perfectly presented the dance "childish" that countless people thought was extremely tricky.The difficulty of this dance is actually not high, but it is difficult to express, and there are many details. If it is more, it will be artificial, and if it is less, it will be dull.

And Fang Huai named "childish" in his unique way.

Contradictions are intertwined, and the melody and light spread from the boy's fingertips to his elbows, stagnate at the collarbone, and then flow to the limbs.He seems to belong to the stage by nature, and he doesn't even need to open his eyes to see, but he also knows how to control everyone's emotions and how to order every note.

Free and handsome, handsome and innocent, lazy and romantic.

The cheers of the waves are higher than the waves!

The barrage and the audience were even speechless.

[Ah, ah, so handsome, ah, ah, I don't know what to say! ! ! 】

[Damn, what's going on with goosebumps all over your body? ! 】

[I just guessed that he would be very handsome, but I didn't expect him to be this handsome? 】

The chorus ended with countless people's amazement and unfinished thoughts.

The closing paragraph was very short, like the curtain call of an elegant waltz. The young man stood on the edge of the stage and followed the rhythm of the melody to give a gentleman's salute to the audience.

The whole song ended here, the music stopped abruptly, and the lights went out little by little.

The second after the lights went out, there was a sudden exclamation in the front row——

On the stage, the eyelids of the young man who was able to control all rhythms with ease in the last second were drooping, as if he was extremely tired and uncomfortable.He suddenly lost his strength and fell from the edge of the stage!

The audience in the front row stared in shock.

At the second of the fall, Fang Huai's heart clenched for a brief moment, and then he let go quickly, and the slight fear was replaced by a little bit of inexplicable emotion.

It might hurt, he thought vaguely.

But he is not afraid of pain.

He was just afraid of the cold, afraid of falling to the ground alone and getting up alone.When he fell from a tree before, Fang Jiang would catch him.

But not now, Fang Jianguo is no longer here.

No one will catch him again.

All colors and sounds are suddenly far apart, and the flow of time slows down and then speeds up.

until the last second.

Fang Huai suddenly opened his eyes.

It was an embrace that smelled of cedar, trembling a little, tightly holding his whole body in the embrace, preventing nightmares and pain from having the slightest possibility of invasion.

— Someone caught him.