The air was stagnant.

In the empty secretary's room, white air came out from the air outlet of the central air conditioner above Geng Rui's head, and the chill traveled from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.

He immediately sat up straight, frantically clicked the mouse with his right hand, immediately shut down the live broadcast software, jumped up from the stool and bowed his head to admit his mistake: "Mr. Wen, I was wrong! Don't dare to do it next time!"

Wen Chengyu opened his mouth to say something to him, but found that the entire secretary's room was empty.He raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was already past 9 o'clock in the evening.this late?

He blinked his dry eyes vigorously, pinched the back of his neck a few times with his left hand, sighed, and his voice was full of fatigue: "I thought it was only five o'clock in the afternoon, you go back, come later tomorrow morning. Twelve at noon Before ordering, put the data I requested on my desk."

Wen Chengyu returned to his office after putting the folder with the yellow sticky note on Geng Rui's desk.

After breaking away from work, he finally felt a burning pain in his stomach, and sour water began to flow from his mouth.He dug out a slate of Rabela from the last shelf of the left drawer, and stuffed it down his throat with the cold coffee on the table.

Leaning back on the leather stool, Wen Chengyu closed his eyes and rested his mind, but found that a white figure always appeared in his mind.

That person on Geng Rui's computer screen is Pan Bo, right?On the stage, he should be participating in a competition. He also met Pan Bo last Saturday...

I don't know what happened to the injury on his hand?I didn't quite see it just now...

The leather chair that I thought was comfortable at first seemed hard and stiff at this moment, and where the back was in contact with the leather chair, the shirt was already wet with light sweat.

He suddenly opened his eyes, straightened up, unlocked the office computer on the desktop, and typed the word "singer to watch online" in the search engine.

He stared at the screen, and after a few minutes, he heard the sound of dragging a chair outside the door, followed by the sound of footsteps fading away, followed by silence.

Wen Chengyu's heart was beating a little faster, and he suddenly felt that his current behavior was very similar to playing games in his study room without telling his father when he was a child, for fear of being discovered.

He opened the link, and what appeared on the screen was no longer the white-clothed boy just now, but a woman with delicate makeup, holding a microphone and talking, and a row of subtitles on the screen, which wrote the rules of the game.

He took a quick glance, and it turned out that it was the second link of the game, group PK.

The camera quickly scanned the judges' seats, the guest seats and the audience, and Wen Chengyu quickly caught sight of Liu Can, who was wearing a suit and leather shoes, sitting with a smile on his face.

Is this already picking people for your company in advance?A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Wen Chengyu's mouth.

He turned on the computer's speakers, and the sound of the show came out immediately. He heard that the first singer had already performed on stage, and he lowered his head to continue looking at the files on the table.

At this time, Pan Bo was making final preparations in the background, waiting to go on stage.

The wound on his arm was still wrapped in gauze and medicine, so today he can only continue to wear a suit fully armed.There was a sense of oppression on the left arm covered by the suit jacket, and Pan Bo felt as if a stone was pressed on his heart, which was also full of oppression.

No matter how calm Pan Bo pretended to be, his heartbeat kept speeding up, and his palms were covered with sticky sweat.

He inhaled deeply, exhaled, inhaled, exhaled again, repeated and lengthened, and finally the anxious words of the staff around him, the sound of music that shook the floor from the stage, and the cheers and cheers of the audience all seemed to be the same. It all faded away—he couldn't hear anything.

He closed his eyes, only the melody of the song was in his mind, playing it in a loop over and over again, and he practiced in his mind following the melody over and over again...

"Group D is ready!" A person shouted in the background, Pan Bo felt his shoulder was patted, he opened his eyes, and the assistant walked by.

Two meters away, the boy with dreadlocks was wearing a bulky T-shirt and black pants whose crotch fell down to his calf. He looked at Pan Bo with a dragging expression, and a flash of contempt flashed in his eyes.

Singing hiphop, dressed so well, can you sing the feeling of hiphop?I can only sing four different things!

The boy with dirty braids held the microphone and heard the announcer's announcement, pressed his teeth on the brim of his peaked cap, and jumped onto the stage.

After a quick whistle, the dynamic and rhythmic music sounded immediately, and the beat of the drums resonated with the heartbeat of the audience. The atmosphere of the scene, which was a little sentimental because of a few ballad songs, immediately became dynamic and cheerful.

The boy with dreadlocks was delighted to see the judges and the audience shaking their bodies and beating their feet to the beat of the music, and immediately rapped to the rhythm.

After he finished singing, there were cheers and whistles from the audience, and he jumped down from the stage with a proud face, and met Pan Bo who was about to go on stage.

He raised his eyebrows provocatively, expecting Pan Bo to show a deflated expression, but he paused suddenly when he saw the smile deep in Pan Bo's eyes.

What does this smile mean?

He wanted to take another look, but passed by Pan Bo, only seeing his slender back.

When Pan Bo came on stage, the audience screamed again and again, and most of them were girls.The first song "That Summer" sung by Pan Bo tonight has successfully captured many people: he is dressed in a white suit, making him look like a jade carving, fresh and handsome; Overturned many people's established impressions of him.

Seeing that Pan Bo took the stage to challenge to adapt a pure rap song, the audience who loved and looked forward to him couldn't help holding their breath, waiting for the moment when the music started.

When the guitar plucked and struck the strings, Pan Bo clenched his fists and took a deep breath. On his expressionless face, when the light hit him suddenly, his round eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately changed into a pair of With a wicked smile.

Starting from the plucking and hitting of the guitar, the style of "HKsuperstar" adapted by Pan Bo is completely different from the original song: the original song is hip-hop with a clear rhythm and mainly rap, but Pan Bo put the original supporting role The status of background music is enlarged, and the whole song is more melodic.In order to prevent the strong drumbeat from overwhelming the guest, Pan Bo himself recorded a sound of snapping his fingers, compiled it into the length of the whole song, and cooperated with the live performance of the band.

When Pan Bo heard his first sound, his restless mood calmed down completely. In other words, it turned into a kind of excitement of blood flowing rapidly in his blood vessels.

His fingers holding the microphone trembled a little, but the voice from his vocal chords was not weak at all. He successfully used his voice to sing the changed hip-hop song in an R&B tune.

After the melody is prominent, the whole song can better capture the emotions of the audience. When he sang "I am a Dylanpan, I am Cool! I am a Dylanpan, and I am Cool!", Pan Bo also became excited. Suddenly there was a surge of pride and pride.

In his mind, he remembered the breath he held in his heart during the seven years of his last life, when he insisted on practicing vocalization, physical fitness, boxing, and various languages ​​day after day, that "qi" that wanted to realize his dream ", all expressed through the lyrics at this time:

"Ideal to be a star"

"Everything is worth fighting for"

"Everyone's purpose is not the same as he tells you to daydream,

Just laugh and tell them loudly,

I am HongKongSuperstar! "

His face was full of arrogance, and his eyes burst out with enthusiasm: He never thought of giving up, he kept on, even if he did it all over again, he would continue to fight.He is really so cool!

The author has something to say: I will try harder today...

--------------- Hotaru stroking the cat's tail

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