Dressed as a bully and always finds her boyfriend

"How can you say it has nothing to do with clothing?"

"This is the last performance of the Light of the Dawn. If it goes wrong this time, it will be over. There is no chance to turn around... Yan Xingzhou's clothes are dirty now. As long as he goes on stage, he will be ridiculed for not being serious about the show." At that time, everyone's attention will be attracted, so what if the singing is good?"

"That's right, the audience didn't listen to the song, and they couldn't get involved, so how could they vote?"

"...Is someone trying to harm Yan Xingzhou on purpose?"

"You mean..."

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, coupled with the environment in the entertainment industry, when people look at some issues, they can't help but think in more complicated directions.

The people around whispered and turned their attention to Cai Xuanpeng, Kang Rong and Ren Hang.

——Wen Zheyan came backstage to find the three people in the dormitory.

He has already been eliminated, so it stands to reason that there is no need to frame Yan Xingzhou, but I don't know if the other three have such a heart...

It is very likely that Wen Zheyan deliberately troubled Yan Xingzhou for the sake of the three people in the dormitory, and helped the three get rid of a formidable enemy.

The logic is smooth!

Wen Zheyan has never been a disadvantaged character.

He noticed the gazes of the people around him, and said coldly: "What are you looking at? We collided at a turning, did my eyes grow outside or something? I can still see the person coming at the 90-degree right angle." ?”

Everyone choked up.

"So tough? Isn't it because the family has money..."

"Cough, don't talk about it. It's all over, the performance is about to start, everyone hurry up and get ready."

"Come on, come on, I'll accompany you to say the last word."

Wen Zheyan looked at Yan Xingzhou after seeing the students around him no longer chewing their tongues and doing their own thing.

Yan Xingzhou lowered his head, couldn't see his expression clearly, and kept wiping the paint on his suit with his hands.

However, the paint cannot be wiped off.

After rubbing it a few times, Yan Xingzhou was a little discouraged.

He looked up, as if he just found Wen Zheyan here, and said, "You go too. I said it's okay, anyway, you didn't mean it, and I don't blame you. And you are here, and you can't help much." .”

It's true that I can't help.

But what's up with the phrase 'you' didn't mean it anyway?It sounded like Wen Zheyan's personal fault.

Obviously, the accident at the corner should be the responsibility of two people.

However, Yan Xingzhou did suffer a huge loss because of this, and Wen Zheyan didn't argue.

He found the backstage staff and said anxiously, "I'm sorry to have caused you trouble before, but is there really no change of clothes? It stands to reason that there will be spare costumes for such large-scale performances. "

"There are spare clothes, but usually the spare clothes are set in one size fits all, and he doesn't fit well. I asked him before, and he didn't want to change it himself, saying that he must fit the clothes, but I didn't either. Method."

Yan Xingzhou is not willing to change?

Although it is said that some suits may not fit well and the effect will be greatly reduced, but it is still better than one full of paint, right?

"By the way, what is the paint in Yan Xingzhou's hand for?"

"Oh, there is a student who wants to use it. That student will apply paint on his face while singing. Maybe the staff were too busy before, so Yan Xingzhou helped - he often helped before."

Wen Zheyan nodded: "Thank you."

He looked back at the corner just now, and saw that the camera light at the end was not on.

Not open?

Wen Zheyan thoughtfully, walked out of the backstage and found a seat.

Zou Ying: "Did you see your friend? How's the status?"

Wen Zheyan nodded: "Well, it's good. Parents, after watching the performance later, you go first. I have an appointment with them. I will take the three of them out for dinner to celebrate. I may go back later in the evening. There is a high probability that we will take them home with us."

"Row."

Zou Ying readily agreed, and said with a smile, "Then I will ask my aunt to clean up the guest room when I go home. It shouldn't be a big problem for you big boys to squeeze together."

Wen Dahai waved his hand: "Why is it so troublesome? Throw it all away at the hotel, and it won't cost much."

Zou Ying shook her head: "It's not a question of money. Home is always more comfortable than outside. Besides, can they go out without drinking? It's too dangerous to be drunk in a hotel and have no one to look after them."

"...Okay, then take them all home."

Wen Zheyan didn't mention what happened in the background just now, but he typed it to Yan Rong in detail.

Wen Zheyan: "I always feel like what is Yan Xingzhou going to do again? Am I being too mean? Your father is suspicious.jpg"

Yan Rong: "I'll ask someone to investigate later."

Wen Zheyan: "OK! Then I won't worry about it, I will leave this matter to you. I knew that you have grown up, and you are an indomitable little man. It is absolutely fine to leave this matter to you! Dad trust you!"

Yan Rong: "...you have become arrogant."

Wen Zheyan laughed. He took a photo of the stage and sent it to Yan Rong.

Wen Zheyan: "Look! I'm at the performance site~ and it's still in the front row, maybe the camera will sweep over, and I'll be on camera!"

Seeing Wen Zheyan's joyful expression, Wen Haihai, who was sitting beside him, raised his eyebrows slightly: "Who are you texting with? I'm so happy—" He tilted his body slightly, and looked towards Wen Zheyan, "Oh, yes Yan Rong."

Zou Ying: "..."

Zou Ying twisted Wen Dahai's arm: "Who else is there, why don't you just make a fuss?"

Wen Dahai: "I just asked casually!"

Wen Zheyan: "..."

The two fought for a while, and the performance officially began.

The host of the show came out of the passage, said the opening speech and the advertisements of the fathers of the sponsors, and then the four mentors appeared on the stage.Of course, the audience sitting below also had fans of the mentor, and they were all very enthusiastic, and there were bursts of screams.

Wen Zheyan was a little absent-minded and looked at his phone.

Yan Rong didn't reply, probably busy.

Wen Zheyan's phone was still silent until the first student came on stage and ignited the audience. He simply set the phone to silent and focused on listening to the song.

Listening to the scene is different from listening to a video that has been edited.

In the video, each student's performance is basically perfect, and the shortcomings are also minimized, which leads to the fact that sometimes the shortcomings mentioned by the instructor are not available to many viewers, and even feel that the students have done a good job.

And the scene is completely different.

What you listen to on the spot is the status.

The breath of the students has become particularly important, and a slight instability can be noticed immediately.

"This person's song is not as good as it is on TV. His voice trembles at the back." Zou Ying muttered, "I feel that the high pitch is a little bit hard, and it's not as good as ours."

Wen Dahai nodded and said, "I think so too."

Wen Zheyan had no choice but to say, "Mom and Dad, please stop praising me forcibly. How can I not know how much I weigh? What you heard before was all repaired by a tuner."

Zou Ying: "Don't listen, anyway, my son is the best."

Wen Zheyan: "Okay, then I will sing for you when I get home. Let's sing a song about the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau."

"...There's no need for that."

"I want what I want."

"I'll go home and beat you again."

"……Oh."

This performance is sorted according to the results of the last small assessment.

The singing skills of the first few students from Class A were passable, but when the students from Class S appeared, they immediately felt different, especially Cai Xuanpeng, who had the most stable singing among the students who had performed on stage so far.

The penultimate player was Yan Xingzhou.

Yan Xingzhou was still wearing the suit that had been stained before.

As soon as he came on stage, the light hit his clothes, and whispers started around him.

"What's the situation? The clothes look dirty, haven't they been washed..."

"Accidentally soiled the clothes? Or is this the way the suit was designed?"

"... To be honest, it's a bit ugly."

"What did the show crew do? Why did they give the students such a set of clothes?"

"I feel that he is a little nervous. He has been pulling his clothes with his hands all the time. The clothes shouldn't be designed like this? My radar tells me that something must have happened backstage..."

Zou Ying's eyes flicked over the corner of Wen Zheyan's clothes.

Zou Ying saw the paint on Wen Zheyan's body as soon as Wen Zheyan came back from the backstage before, but she only thought that Wen Zheyan accidentally touched it in the backstage. of students...

It is very likely that Wen Zheyan had a conflict with him.

Zou Ying frowned.

"What's going on?" She patted Wen Zheyan's arm, and pointed her gaze at Wen Zheyan's suit.

Wen Zheyan: "I'll explain when I get home."

"it is good."

Yan Xingzhou's singing was no longer that important to the audience watching the performance. After singing for a minute and a half, everyone's attention was still on Yan Xingzhou's clothes.

At the end of the first half, when the background music suddenly disappeared, a dolphin sound suddenly pulled everyone's mind back.

Everyone looked at Yan Xingzhou in surprise.

"Yan Xingzhou can still make dolphin sounds?"

Yan Xingzhou sang the rap part: "Where are your eyes looking? Hey, look at me. Appearance can't determine everything about me."

"My clothes, my shoes, and my hair are stained, torn, and dyed colorful, and they shouldn't define me, because what you should look at most is me."

He beat his heart.

Wen Zheyan: "..."

Grass.

He vaguely guessed what was going on.

At the end of the whole song, Yan Xingzhou bowed and stepped down from the stage.

The last one to come up was Kang Rong.

In the original book, Yan Xingzhou became Kang Rong's friend, because he helped Kang Rong a lot along the way. In the performance of the final finals, Kang Rong selflessly gave Yan Xingzhou the songs he wrote, which made Yan Xingzhou a blockbuster and successfully won the championship of the finals.

But this time, without Kang Rong's help, Yan Xingzhou sang someone else's song, and Kang Rong's song, which can amaze everyone, was sung by himself.

This is a song about the parting of brothers.

There were no lyrics yet, and when the prelude sounded, everyone present fell silent.

Kang Rong came up from the lifting platform. He was wearing casual clothes, holding a guitar in his hand, and a microphone in front of him. He looked simple.

He moved the microphone lightly with his hand, tilted his head slightly, and his beautiful Adam's apple was displayed under the light.

At this moment, everyone forgot about Yan Xingzhou who was still on the stage just now, and all looked at Kang Rong in the center.

Kang Rong's slender fingers gently plucked the strings, and the out-of-tune sound flowed out, but after careful taste, he noticed a trace of sadness and upset.

Kang Rong whispered, "Yanyan, I miss you."