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Xin's mood softened instantly, and he couldn't help but touch her head in his arms, wanting to do his best to comfort her.

Thus, the scene instantly became fantastical and surprising. The girl, who was obviously a few years younger, was like a little mother, holding the crying older child and gently comforting him.

So much so that someone who had just returned from the kitchen was speechless and even froze in the act of shaking off the water droplets on his hands.

"What happened?" Lin Sen said in shock. "Did you two accidentally bump into each other and then swap souls?"

"Yes. Now, senior, please use Qingshan's body to pamper me, and don't be distant from me anymore." Miss Qingshan, who was instantly immersed in the role, made a soft and sticky sound.

"Ah? Seriously?"

"Senior, senior, senior!"

"Wow."

This voice imitation is not as good as that of a certain parrot.

It can be seen through on the spot.

After a moment of surprise, Lin Sen immediately reached out and supported the forehead of the Xia Zhi girl who was rushing towards him with her teeth and claws bared, and made a sharp comment:

"The show is about to begin."

The short-haired girl next to her covered her mouth unconsciously.

But, how to say it.

There's always this vague feeling. Not quite clear, but a strange kind of conviction.

That is, Sister Qingshan is probably a little dependent on her seniors.

When she is with him, she feels safe.

Although nothing was found out, Ito Xiguo always had this in mind.

And she soon verified her statement -

A few days later, in Ota Ward, outside a recording studio on the third floor of a building.

Originally, in order not to affect the recording of the program, the two of them consciously ran outside and found a chair to sit down after bringing Miss Xiazhi to report.

While praying for the smooth production of the show, I waited quietly in silence.

During this time, there was only a little chat:

"About when it will be Sister Qingshan's turn..."

"According to the convention of this kind of program, after the opening remarks, there should be an interview. Then, a song will be played, connecting the interview and then the next song. Wait a moment, Ito."

"Ah."

However, after spending a long time in the silence as my mood gradually calmed down, I found that the door in front of me that had been closed for a while was pushed open.

Then, Shiye Hezi stepped out with a stack of manuscripts in her arms.

He frowned slightly, giving people a bad feeling.

There was no depression on his face that showed that a storm was about to come, but rather a strange expression of being at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

He showed his expression to the two people sitting side by side on the bench, and glanced at the young people's somewhat nervous expressions.

He quickly adjusted his mood and gave a look that said, "It's not a big deal."

But obviously, it still causes concern.

"Miss Shiye, was there an accident?"

Lin Sen stood up and said, "I only heard the accompaniment repeating, but no singing."

"this..."

Looking at the young man's worried expression, the female host's expression became more complicated and difficult to hold.

In the end, he smiled and shook his head.

"Just as you guessed. She can't sing."

"?"

The young man's expression suddenly became serious.

The girl next to him also subconsciously pursed her lips and reached out to pull the sleeve of the person next to her.

However, in response to the two's actions, Shi Ye He Zi simply waved her hand, indicating that she was not worried.

"It's not as big a deal as you think. How should I put it."

The woman coughed twice, then stepped forward and patted Lin Sen's shoulder.

"It's just that there's something really awkward." She spoke in her usual straightforward manner. "I originally thought she was just nervous and lost her voice, but, in reality, the little girl was upset and aggrieved for a long time, and finally, when she was on the verge of tears, she told everyone something. Actually... from my perspective, she's quite cute."

"please say."

Shiye Hezi tilted his head and reached out to grab Lin Sen's sleeve.

Then, she turned around and, under the wide-eyed gaze of Miss Ito, pulled him inside.

"Qingshan said, it's like she's been cursed. Without you watching, she can't sing a single word."

"what?"

"So, you, come in first. Then, we'll see what happens."

Chapter 65 Please Look at Me

When he stepped into the room, Lin Sen actually lowered his footsteps.

But one thing is inevitable.

That is, to become the focus of attention, and temporarily transform from an insignificant agent behind the scenes to a big star in the program recording process.

With a quick glance around, one can detect different expressions on the faces of everyone present.

Perhaps the least engaging of the bunch was the male host, Keiji. He just scratched his face in boredom, staring intently at the manuscript in his hands, as if he were cramming for an exam and reciting it once more—it must be said that he was truly a typical worker.

Apart from that, there was probably only one other person who tried hard to hide his expression.

Lin Sen didn't say anything and walked straight to her.

"I'm sorry, Xiaolin..."

Xia Zhi's first reaction was to lower her voice and apologize, but she was quickly held down by the young man's shoulders.

"The most important thing now is to complete the program. Everything else can be dealt with later."

"Um..."

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"Will it help me after I come in?"

"Um, can you sit next to me? I want to try again."

"it is good."

Lin Sen turned around and was about to express his request, but the staff on the side had already moved the prepared chair to his face.

"...Thanks."

Very efficient and dedicated staff.

It would be better if he didn't have that strange ambiguous expression on his face.

However, now that this has happened, this result is inevitable.

There's nothing to blame.

If you think about it, Lin Sen was always right next to Ms. Qingshan at every one of her previous concerts.

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Even if they were a little further away, they were all within her sight.

Perhaps the female singer's self-confidence comes largely from one thing - when there is someone who always comforts, encourages and says some words of protection by her side, she does seem to be more courageous and can dispel her timidity and anxiety.

Is that right?

When she sat down next to the singer, the hand that was holding the guitar neck was straight in front of her.

Lin Sen turned her head, and she lowered her head and took a deep breath.

There was a strange sense of relief in his profile.

There was a stealthy glance.

The moment their eyes met, they were stunned for a moment, but then looked away immediately.

"Everyone, take your positions?"

The director, wearing a baseball cap, asked for confirmation.

A series of voices rang out, all of which were affirmative answers.

The two hosts and the girls beside them raised their hands at the same time.

As a pendant, Lin Sen felt no need to respond. However, after a moment's thought, he followed suit and raised his hand.

This instantly amused some of the people present. The young people playing in the band nearby started laughing, but were quickly silenced by the director with a stern face.

"Action!"

The director followed the instructions and played the music that had just been interrupted into everyone's headphones. The two hosts also took the opportunity to adjust the position of the microphones.

The professional team progressed rapidly. The director's small team quietly retreated outside the soundproof wall and began directing the process through headphones.

After a while, the venue fell silent, with only the clearing of the throats of the two hosts, a man and a woman, echoing.

Gradually, everyone's attention refocused on this golden pair of radio program.

Keeping silent is obviously basic etiquette.

Lin Sen subconsciously even lowered his breathing.

Listen carefully to what is being said.

It's probably about the history of folk music, supplemented by some analysis, and talks about how folk music has evolved and adapted to the progress of modern music.

Mentioning Nakajima's representative work when she was a top folk singer in her early years.

It seems that there will be a gap next to bring up the topic of idols and fans, and then the matter of inviting Miss Xiazhi will be brought into the topic?

Lin couldn't think any further.

Because, suddenly, something even more surprising stimulated my thinking—

His hand was grabbed.

The peripheral vision captured the entire action process:

The female singer temporarily released the hand that was holding the guitar neck, reached over, first grabbed the arm, and then slowly moved down.

Compared to his own, her hands were obviously smaller, a fact verified by comparison.

So, it's not very stable at all.

I could only try my best to press my palms against it, as if I was trying to use some kind of suction force to stick to the back of the big hand.

To be honest, Lin Sen’s first reaction was surprise.

The first thought was to break free.

But soon, further reason prevented the action from happening.

Glancing at the expressions of those around me—

Her eyes were filled with an ambiguous color, and she was biting her lip, appearing cautious, uncomfortable, and even expectant.

It’s hard to judge, but based on preconceived notions, it looks a bit like the expression of someone about to cry.

As for the nervousness on his face, maybe it was because he lost his voice at the beginning of the performance and was very afraid of repeating the same mistake?

It’s really hard to say.

Only one thing is certain.

Don't react to her behavior, just pretend nothing happened.