My Demon King Plush

Chapter 17

The opening ceremony of the "New Generation of Huaxia" musician tour is neither big nor small; although it is not as high as the Spring Festival Gala, but after all, the live broadcast on the whole network requires very high on-site control. In addition to the control of safety facilities such as fire prevention and explosion protection, Even the script has been revised several times, just to avoid irreversible mistakes when things go wrong.

The delay of the live broadcast is three seconds. If there is an accident, the bottom line when an accident occurs is that the scene knows it but the off-camera does not know it at all. In order to ensure accurate editing and recording, Qu Lang even called a member of the special service team who specializes in electronic technology to watch.

Xiao Yao personally checked the entire studio, no equipment had been tampered with, and everything seemed normal.

Bai Ju stood behind the curtain beside the stage, looking at the messy backstage, feeling that these artists are really tired.

This morning, Little Fox and the others participated in a rehearsal not long after they arrived. The total duration of the script was one hour and forty minutes, and it was lunch time after the rehearsal. After the lunch break, all the participants in this live broadcast changed their costumes , Make-up, warm-up, voice-opening and so on have never been idle. Bai Ju was carrying his small backpack, sitting at the entrance and exit of the backstage, watching all directions, hearing all directions, all kinds of noisy sounds and smells stimulated his senses, making him suddenly sure that he was pulled back to the world.

A little headache.

Bai Ju raised his hand and pressed his temple, stuffed back the memories he hadn't recalled for a long time, and took out his phone to send a message to Xiao Yao.

——Yaoyao, where are you now?

——Audience, what's the matter?

—I'm backstage, facing the left hand side of the stage.

Bai Ju buried himself in typing:

—Come to me.

Xiao Yao on the other end was stunned while holding the phone, but Qu Lang next to him nudged him with his elbow: "Brother Xiao, what are you thinking?"

"You keep an eye on the ticket." Xiao Yao came back to his senses, typed "OK" to send, put the phone back in his pocket and raised his eyebrows and laughed, "I have to go to a very safe place and stay obediently."

Qu Lang: "..."

Qu Lang looked at his young man coming back to life, scratched his head very puzzled, and spit out a word after a long while: "...fuck."

It's just a fool, it's true that you don't want to work... It's admirable for three days after the farewell, and three months after the farewell, the workaholic has also learned to play tricks.

Xiao Yao is very clear about Bai Ju's brain circuit.

This silly dog ​​called him over, probably not because of any greasy reason, but because he felt that the time was almost up, and he should pull his guardian to his side to watch over, so as to avoid distraction and confusion in the future.

Baiju really had this idea. After all, he and Xiao Yao have only been together for a short time. Except for the last time they scooped up billboards in Fengle Plaza, they have never fought together. They don't know each other's strengths. Surround yourself.

Qu Lang stood there for a while sore, and went to work by himself.

Xiao Yao walked through the last row of the auditorium, walked to the front of the stage and rolled up with his palms, walked around the curtain in a few steps, and accurately caught the little white horse sitting between the folds of the curtain.

Bai Ju was holding the phone in his arms and didn't know what he was looking at. He raised his head when he heard the movement, and immediately showed a small smile: "Yaoyao, come here."

Every time Xiao Yao sees Baiju like this, he feels that a small arrow has poked his knee, and his heart softens, so he almost hugs the little doll and calls him his sweetheart.

But image baggage is still there. Xiao Yao coughed lightly and walked over, raised his hand habitually to rub Bai Ju's hair, and asked him, "What are you doing?"

Bai Ju showed his phone to Xiao Yao: "Look at this, is it good?"

On the mobile phone page is a picture of earrings, which look like a rivet and seem to be made of black jade.

Xiao Yao zoomed in on the picture and commented: "It's not bad, why did you suddenly see this?"

In the shape of rivets, it looks simple and elegant, but also a bit aggressive.

Bai Ju put the phone back, flipped through the pictures on the back, and replied: "Today, I saw a lot of decorations like this on the clothes of the little fox. They are bright and pretty." But it seems that they are not very suitable for Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao didn't pay too much attention to Bai Ju's motives. In his opinion, it was a pretty good thing that Bai Ju became interested in more and more things in modern life. It felt like a stiff and dusty treasure gradually waking up, emitting vitality.

Xiao Yao pulled up a stool and sat next to Bai Ju, leaned over to look at the pictures of jewelry swiped across his phone interface, and asked, "Do you like these? Do you want to take you shopping next time?"

Bai Ju shook his head and said, "I can't say I like it very much. But it's true that there are so many kinds of modern accessories, and the small objects made in batches are also very delicate and beautiful. In the past, I didn't know that a single piece would be consumed." How much effort does a top craftsman have."

Bai Ju just expressed his emotions casually. His slender fingers slid across a few pictures, but he stopped looking at them and stuffed the lock screen of his phone back into his small backpack.

"Yaoyao, is there anything you want?" Baiju asked, resting his chin and looking at the dancers who were coming and going to prepare props.

Xiao Yao turned his head to look at Bai Ju's profile. From his angle, he could see Bai Ju's thick eyelashes, like a whirling white butterfly.

Couldn't help raising his hand to poke the cheek of the little mascara, Xiao Yao's voice couldn't help revealing a little pampering: "What's the matter? Brother Bai, do you want to give me a gift?"

Bai Ju turned his head sideways, shook Xiao Yao's fingertips, and showed two small fangs: "I am half a mountain god, if you make a wish to me, I will fulfill your wish.

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Xiao Baiju was still very serious when he spoke, and his dark eyes were not mixed with any impurities: "As long as you don't go too far, I can help you achieve whatever you want."

Xiao Yao was so cute by the little mountain god that he just wanted to groan, and answered in a dizzy voice: "Does that mean you can only make a wish once?"

Bai Ju smiled: "More than once, but the opportunities are limited, so don't be too greedy."

Xiao Yao rubbed Baiju's hair, and said to himself that I want you, the mountain god, to accompany me through my whole life, is it considered greedy?

"Then save it first," Xiao Yao said, "I have to save up all the opportunities and make the most greedy wish within the allowable range."

Bai Ju rubbed Xiao Yao's palm, and whispered: "Then you have to grow up."

Xiao Yao didn't answer this time.

The two got together and chatted for half an hour. The staff came to distribute the lunch boxes, and it was almost time to start after eating.

Both Bai Ju and Xiao Yao are not picky eaters, although the food in the box lunch is not very good, it is more or less stuffed in the stomach.

While eating, Bai Ju still sighed in a low voice: "It's really hard for an artist, and they can't eat when they are about to perform." Especially for these musicians who want to sing, eating anything will affect the state of their throats.

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At 7:30 in the evening, the warm-up of the opening ceremony began, the VCR was put on the stage, and the host began to introduce the program.

"The New Generation of Huaxia" was originally a talent show. People with musical dreams were auditioned all over the country to participate. It is held every summer, and venues are blooming all over the country. The cycle is three months. The first two months are auditions, and the third month National final.

This program has been held for ten years, and it was not favored at the beginning. It was not until the second year that the little fox Qiu Ziran became popular in the Los Angeles venue that he became famous; in the tenth year, Qiu Ziran became more and more popular The more popular this show is, and the format of this show has been changed several times in order to keep it fresh, but it is still inevitably diverted from the market by other talent shows. .

It is precisely because of this that at least a quarter of the audience who came to the scene were old fans of Qiu Ziran, and they all watched him "grow up" from a tender boy of fifteen or sixteen to twenty-five or six-year-old. The enchanting young man, Qiu Ziran's VCR was played on the stage, and the scene immediately became lively.

"Little Fox has quite a lot of fans," Bai Ju said backstage. "If I had had so many followers back then, I might have been promoted to the Tao."

Xiao Yao thought about the upsurge of "reposting koi" that appeared from time to time on the Internet platforms and various koi characters, and felt that if Baiju wanted to, he could also become such a koi, and maybe he would be quite right.

Thinking of the many prizes that Bai Ju won in the Fengle Plaza last time, Xiao Yao couldn't help complaining: "Brother Bai, if you want to, just post the results of the last lottery draw on the Internet, and I guarantee your success." You can have more fans than Little Fox."

Bai Ju glanced at him, knowing that he was joking about this, but he still said very honestly: "I'm afraid it's useless... I've seen those netizens repost koi, but not many people are actually praying seriously. The heat comes and goes quickly, and occasionally it seems to work and it's just luck."

Faith is not a cheap thing. If it can be collected so easily, it will not be so difficult to become a god.

...Moreover, this thing is particularly easy to collapse.

Bai Ju lowered his eyes slightly, suppressing the trace of disappointment in his eyes, and then pulled himself together to continue to pay attention to the situation in the entire studio.

As the warm-up draws to a close, the hour hand is about to point to eight o'clock, and the host gradually brings the topic to the upcoming tour, making the atmosphere hotter and hotter; until eight o'clock sharp, the music of the specially invited musician's program sounded, and the whole The atmosphere in the studio was completely detonated.

Bai Ju felt that his ears had been damaged a lot, and the high-decibel music and screams were really a little irritating to him.

Seeing Bai Ju's tender face, Xiao Yao walked behind him funny and covered his ears: "Can you bear it?"

Bai Ju patted Xiao Yao's wrist, took his hand off, shook his head and said, "It's okay, there's no need to block it...otherwise it's easy to miss other voices."

The floor under his feet vibrated with the music, Bai Ju listened for a while, then took Xiao Yao's hand: "What about you, can your ears handle it?"

Xiao Yao pointed to the earphone on his left: "The earphone connected to me by Qu Lang has the function of noise reduction."

Bai Ju looked at it, but didn't ask how his other ear was. This young man's work attitude is there, and he will not be pretentious and miss the voice that may be a clue because his ears are too tired.

Countless tiny voices gathered from the huge studio, Bai Ju closed his eyes, and let out a deep breath.

The audience whispered, the backstage costumer roared anxiously, the female assistant ran wildly on 10cm high-heeled shoes, and the lighter in the director's room clicked...

There is also the subtle and abnormal sound under the seats in the auditorium...the sound of the steel frame deforming.

"As expected." Bai Ju slightly raised his eyelids, a trace of scarlet flashed across his eyes.

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Push a friend [Shuidishi's non-cp cross talk "The protagonist couldn't kill me in the end"

Copywriting:

I'm a villain, an emotionless killer, and the final boss of the book.

At this moment, I encountered an unprecedented crisis in my life: I put water in the duel, but the integrity failed to win me. So I gave him another chance, but he still didn't beat me...

After many contests, I finally accepted the cruel reality of the protagonist Taicai. So I decided to retire and quit, and I'm going to walk the rivers and lakes.

(The daily life of a villain who can't play with the decent, pretends to be aggressive, sells miserably, and exudes charm)

Bo Jun smiled!