flstandardbreds Chapter 275: Concert in Progress [Dynamic Zone]
Chapter 275: Concert in Progress [Dynamic Zone]
Immersed in darkness again, I suddenly heard a prelude like the sound of flowing water in the mountains. A green bamboo forest appeared on the large LED background screen behind me, and a seal was engraved below the words "Chinese" written in black running script.
Seven singers wearing stand-up collar bamboo pattern cheongsams slowly emerged from the clouds. Taeyeonhee, leading the group, gently held a bamboo flute and played variations of "Jasmine Flower." The moment she looked up, electronic beats were mixed in.
The silent atmosphere in the audience was instantly ignited again.
Oh my god, all the second-generation Century members are here!
You should know that since the second generation reorganization, this once top-tier popular group is currently only active in the Korean entertainment industry, and even in Korean entertainment, all members rarely appear.
Now, the first time for him to perform abroad is in China, at the leader’s concert.
Damn, she is worthy of being the only graduate among the three princesses who returned to MS company.
Three hundred bucks worth!
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The breathing of 30,000 people was molded into a rhythm by a pair of invisible hands, and the waving of light sticks was like the rise and fall of waves following the rhythm. The boys and girls in the audience watched intently the smooth and dazzling dance that combined Chinese and Western elements of the Century on the stage.
In such a noisy and bustling scene, there was only one figure sitting quietly in the corner of the first row. She was wearing a black baseball cap and a white mask to cover her face.
Unlike the excitedly cheering girl next to her, although she also raised her head and stared intently, her eyes were full of regret.
Wu Yi spread out her fair palms and tried to make the jazz dance crown hand shape that she often practiced, but after trying several times, she always lacked some charm.
"It turns out that if you play badly for too long, your talent will really be taken away." She laughed dumbly.
If I hadn't been so greedy and self-righteous... maybe I would have been a special guest standing on the stage.
"Hey, sister, your hands are also very beautiful, really suitable for practicing dancing or playing the piano."
The girl next to him saw Wu Yi imitating the jazz dance hand gestures alone and couldn't help but say.
She stretched out her palm, and her five fingers, which were as small as sausages, looked like a tattered crown.
It's loose and not so standard.
The girl stuck out her tongue and said, "Try it. First, put your five fingers together. Pinch your pinky, ring finger, and thumb inwards, and stretch your fingers outwards."
Wu Yi nodded slightly, stretched out her white and slender fingers, and clenched them like a young girl.
In an instant, a graceful arc flashed by, and an elegant and noble crown hand suddenly appeared.
The girl looked at her decayed crown, then at the crown in Wu Yi's hand. Her face flushed instantly, and she couldn't help asking, "Have you ever practiced dancing before?"
"Well, I just haven't practiced for a long time." Wu Yi nodded slightly.
"That won't do. Dancing is tiring, sure, but you're so talented and good-looking."
“You can stop and rest, but don’t give up.”
The girl stretched out her five tiny sausages and sighed softly.
Don't give up?
But for a low-quality artist like me, there is no chance of making a comeback!
It has nothing to do with others, it's just that I am not worthy of my position!
Wu Yi put down his hand and said with a smile: "Thank you, no matter what, this is my choice."
The spotlight in the venue flashed by, and the girl suddenly saw clearly the eyebrows and eyes of the person in front of her, smoky makeup, and eyeliner outlined like willow leaves.
There is a dark beauty mole under the corner of the eye, such a familiar makeup...
Her eyes suddenly narrowed: "You!"
"Shh." Wu Yi blinked at the girl and made a silencing gesture.
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Ying Ting was drinking the Nutri-Express given to her by the staff backstage, holding her phone in one hand and replying to text messages with classmate Xiao Zhang, looking relaxed.
Suddenly a message appeared in the SMS background.
[Ying Ting, thank you. I thought I could let go of the past, but in fact, I still have regrets in my heart.]
[Now that we can say goodbye in a decent manner, I am already very satisfied.]
Ying Ting smiled slightly and replied quickly.
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"The past is gone like smoke, I turn the page on the old people and old things..."
Wu Yimo couldn't help but snort as he read the text message the other party sent back.
Oh, she is indeed a talented woman, she speaks very eloquently.
Soon another message came.
"Actually, your little life now is pretty good."
"Xiaojun on the left is pouring water for you, and Xiaohai on the right is wiping your mouth???"
Wu Yi was stunned for a moment.
What the hell?
Big sister, you need to figure this out!
I run a bar, not a bathhouse!
She quickly covered her phone, glanced around, and found that everyone was concentrating on looking at the white thighs on the stage.
Wu Yicai took out his cell phone and quickly typed a reply, scolding Xiaoting harshly.
You silly girl, you dare to say anything.
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Ying Ting put her phone on the table and ignored the buzzing text message alerts.
She kicked her feet, sat on the wheelchair, and moved closer to Lingzi and Bian Jiayin.
"Sister Jiayin will be returning to Hong Kong the day after tomorrow?" Ying Ting said with her head tilted.
Bian Jiayin nodded and said, "Well, taking advantage of the current popularity, the company plans to produce and release the new album before the New Year, and work hard next year."
"People in their forties are at the right age to make breakthroughs," Mirei Nakazawa joked.
Bian Jiayin smiled upon hearing this and said unhappily, "What? That's almost retirement age!"
Ying Ting: "Actually, Lingzi said it's good."
"Why?" Bian Jiayin asked puzzledly.
"Because people in their forties are mature and stable, understand the ways of the world, have experience and can get up early, they are a group suitable for striving."
"That's right, like me and a stinky fish, I look lively and energetic, but in reality, I have a brittle skin that breaks at the slightest touch. I'm only suitable for a resting place."
"Yes, no!"
Bian Jiayin looked at the two little girls talking nonsense seriously and couldn't help but stroke his forehead, unable to bear to look at them.
I believe Yu Boya next to him is in a similar mood.
Yu Boya ignored their noisy clamor at this moment, but hummed the melody of "Wrong Love" softly with the headset on.
After all, among those sitting backstage, I am the only one left who hasn’t performed on stage yet.
As the final guest, the pressure is really great.
I thought I came here to save the situation, but now I just hope I don't end up making a fool of myself.
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As the concert was in full swing, a commercial war centered around traffic began to unfold behind the scenes.
Lin Jingshen had no intention of staying at the venue, so she asked Shen Anhe to take the laptop backstage and find a quiet place.
I made return calls one by one according to the call log, expressing my apologies while leaving room for cooperation.
Among the many invitations from food, drink and entertainment brands, she focused her attention on one message.
【China Mobile】
This is an old partner. In the early days when he was unknown and had no business, he relied on the song "Bubble" to survive the initial expenses of China Mobile's ringback tone business.
After Lin Jingshen clicked on it, it was not the ringback tone business she expected... but another cooperation intention.
"We sincerely invite Ying Ting to be the spokesperson for our company's "M-Zone" brand. Let's shine together with youth..."