The Marshal's Lady of the Actor [Interstellar]

Xiao Wutong was completely stunned.

He has never shown such a dumbfounded expression before, it seems that the soul of the whole person has drifted to some distant place.

The blush spread from the swan-like elegant neck all the way up, staining the delicate and moist skin like porcelain.

Those madness, those deliberately pretended innocence, or that dangerous and terrifying murderous aura disappeared from him for a moment, as if they had never appeared before.Even the sea of ​​consciousness world, which was churning like the end of the world, has ushered in a brief calm, and the extremely dark sky also faintly reveals a little scenery outside it.

But before the system recovered, the ears were attacked mercilessly by harsh voices.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"System!!! System!!! Are you there!!!"

"Did you see it! Did you see it! Is he calling for me!!"

"Oh my god my god!"

"He loves my music! He loves my playing!!"

That voice was harsher than a screaming woman, worse than a squawking duck, and because of its owner's over-excited mood, it had the effect of a war song.

The poor system was dizzy from the shock, and couldn't tell for a while whether it was better to return to the dark and turbulent world of the sea of ​​consciousness, or to continue to enjoy the torture of the ear-piercing magic sound.

But before it could react, Xiao Wutong's fingers stopped trembling, and he listened attentively to his companions singing off track, plucking the strings.

hum~~~

A long and melodious sound is naturally blended into the music, and the audience and performers, whose emotions become more and more crazy as the music plays, just feel that someone has poured a pot of warm water on their minds, and their souls are being treated with a kind of The gentle way pulls away from this exhausting performance.

Xiao Wutong's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the tone flowing from his fingers was soft and gentle, but that voice blended into the passionate music extremely naturally.

Difficulty tells the story of a man who was betrayed by his companions and finally despaired.But under the sound of Xiao Wutong's piano, the final feeling of desolation and despair that made people unable to extricate themselves was completely alleviated. In the seemingly endless darkness, a ray of light came in.

The light is small but powerful, it guides the man out of this dark cage, out of the despair of being abandoned and betrayed.

The joy that cannot be concealed is contained in that little note.

Xiao Wutong's eyes were always looking at the mysterious man wearing a mask in the darkness, his eyes were obsessed and fanatical, and he wished to take off the mask with his eyes to see his true face.But he was also afraid that his actions would provoke that person's anger, and instead make him disgusted.

what to do~

He asked sweetly and tortured.

I want to show him the best of myself, I want to give him the best things.

However, Xiao Wutong never noticed that the black air that seemed to spread from the depths of his soul pervaded around him was withdrawn bit by bit, drifting slowly and firmly in the realm that ordinary people cannot see. To the man in the dark.

But when his spirit gradually calmed down, the black energy would automatically transform into Zhongzheng's peaceful spiritual power and retract back into his body.

Maybe Xiao Wutong already knew it, or maybe he didn't know it, but obviously, this little change is far less important than that man.

Qi Chen waved the light stick.

These two light sticks are cylindrical screens projected by his optical brain. Although they look very much like light sticks, the gap between them is like a sky.

But for the marshal, no matter how valuable something is, as long as it can be used to encourage the person standing on the stage, as long as it can show his love a little, that is enough.

Xu Shi maintained the persona of Marshal Bingshan all the year round, Qi Chen's movements were still a little stiff, and his face under the mask was serious, not like listening to a song, but like standing in a mecha and fighting Zerg.

But in Qi Chen's heart, this is a more serious matter than fighting the Zerg and defending the homeland.

So he waved the light stick very seriously, and even took advantage of the gap to check what the fans should shout when they cheered. Read the sentence word by word.

If anyone who knew him stood here, he would not believe that this was their heroic marshal after the mask stood down.

How could it be the marshal who killed countless insects without changing his face?How could it be that marshal who is extremely boring and at his mercy?How could it be the marshal with a handsome face forever?

If one day this person will act like an ordinary fan and call for someone seriously, it will be the end of the world!

But the end of the world didn't come, but Qi Chen still did it.

He was nervous and apprehensive, with cold sweat breaking out from his palms, even though what he was holding was just a non-physical optical brain screen.

But seeing the person on the stage, looking at his blush cheeks, brown eyes glowing with water color, soft and sweet cherry blossom-colored lips, and the cute smile slightly raised at the corner of his lips, I felt It was as if I was soaking in warm water.

Don't want to move, don't want to talk, don't want to do anything, just look at him.

He just wanted to see that person living so peacefully and beautifully.

Xiao Qishu gritted his teeth.

He has always hated Xiao Wutong. When this person has higher test scores than himself, when this person gets more praise than himself, when this person is liked by anyone who should like him, the hatred will become more and more serious. The more, the deeper.

This resentment reached its peak when the right of inheritance was silently deprived by the father.

His father was disappointed with him because Xiao Wutong deliberately set off his good grades!

The family members are disappointed in him, all because of Xiao Wutong, clinging to others every day, disgusting and acting like a spoiled child!

And those people!those people!Why do they like you Xiao Wutong!Those who like it should be unreserved and stick to it, only give me Xiao Qishu!

Hate reached a pathological level.

Xiao Qishu put himself in a dark corner almost every day and night, constantly counting the things worth hating, so he especially hoped that on the bright and bright stage where everyone could see the song, he could completely shake Xiao Wutong down.

Because standing on such a bright stage, it is impossible for Xiao Wutong's tricks to work anymore, and everyone can see the other's hypocritical face clearly, and of course they can also find that Xiao Qishu is the real favored son of heaven.

Is such that!That's right!Is such that!

Originally, in this preliminary competition, Xiao Wutong should face the audience who was completely aroused by him, and then because it was difficult to restore the emotions of these audiences, the performance ended, and no one listened to a tune he played!

These fools will only remember Xiao Qishu, only Xiao Qishu's performance, and Xiao Qishu who brought them carnival under the spotlight!

But something went wrong.

Xiao Qishu disregarded the program crew's stop, poked out half of his head from the backstage, and captured the reactions of everyone on the field.

Those people sat there with angry faces, but there was a faint light in their eyes, and the corners of their lips were turned up, as if they saw light in the darkness, and they were redeemed in despair.

It was an intoxicating emotion.

But this is not within Xiao Qishu's plan, his own song is a passionate battle song that mobilizes all the cells of the human body!These spectators should have retained their frenzy after the entire game!

damn it!Xiao Wutong who only knows how to play tricks!

Xiao Qishu gritted his teeth and looked at Xiao Wutong who was getting more and more dazzling under the spotlight, a trace of panic suddenly ignited in his heart.

Is he really pulling the other person into hell instead of pushing him to heaven?

"Mr. Xiao? Mr. Xiao?" The director who was pulled over by his subordinates called out in a low voice, but he couldn't get any response from the other party. He could only wipe the cold sweat off his brow secretly, and turned up the volume slightly, "Mr. Xiao Qishu!"

"What's the name! I'm not deaf!" Xiao Qishu suddenly turned his head and looked at the program director.

This look shocked the other party, the originally handsome face was distorted, and the facial features showed a ferocious appearance, without any momentum, but rather disgusting.

The director of the program did not dare to think so, after all, the other party is still one of the biggest sources of traffic for Tomorrow Star, he hastily apologized, and then asked eagerly: "We originally wanted to eliminate this group of players as you ordered, but now The voting scores of foreign audiences are already ridiculously high, and their singing level is quite high, if they are really eliminated, I am afraid that the audience will no longer believe in the fairness of the stars of tomorrow."

"If you don't believe it, don't believe it. It's none of my business what those ordinary people think." Xiao Qishu glanced at him indifferently, "I've already said that the only condition for me to participate in the show is to eliminate Xiao Wutong."

"But..." The program director broke out in a cold sweat.

Of course he knew that the uncle in front of him didn't care about the small talent show of Tomorrow's Star, but for him, this show was related to his future acting career!

"Of course I know what you mean." The director of the program is not a newcomer after all, and he quickly thought of a solution, "But you see, the current star of tomorrow is just a preliminary round, and there are not many people paying attention to it. Wouldn't the desire to eliminate Xiao Wutong under the nose of others be discounted?"

"You also said at the beginning that Xiao Wutong joined our program because he wanted to get talismans. If so, wouldn't it be better to defeat him in the finals so that he can't get what he wants?"

Xiao Qishu narrowed his eyes, he carefully looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and got a little satisfaction from the action of him constantly wiping his cold sweat.

He likes the feeling of controlling the lifeline of others with one hand.

"I know what you're thinking." So Xiao Qishu spoke, with a sense of arrogance that is familiar to people's hearts, "But your proposal is not bad, so I will accept it for the time being."

"But if it's the finals, you use this reason to prevent me from eliminating Xiao Wutong..." He narrowed his eyes, revealing a cold killing intent, "The Xiao family will tell you what happens when you offend me."

"Yes, yes, yes!" The director of the show kept saying, watching the other party walk towards the backstage proudly, until the other party returned to his exclusive room, and the sound of a loud door slamming came from afar, he heaved a sigh of relief. Slapped on the subordinate beside him, "What are you looking at! Go to Jinjiang Music Network for me!"

"What are you doing on that website?" The subordinate didn't know why.

"Contact Mr. Feng!" The program director gritted his teeth and said, "I don't care how Mr. Feng is following our program, whether it's because of Xiao Qishu or something else, he can't stop paying attention to these now!"

"Following Xiao Qishu will drag me into the water sooner or later, at least I will get Mr. Feng!"

He squinted his eyes and looked towards the end of the corridor, saying word by word.

"Even if you can't pick it up, you can still catch the heat."

The performance is coming to an end.

The music goes from flat to high, and then from high to calm. There are many differences from the original difficulty, but this is undoubtedly an auditory feast.

Just as Qi Chen commented on Mr. Feng's performance, Mr. Feng's songs must first occupy the high ground of emotions with superb skills, then use the power of talismans to drive people's spirits, and finally mobilize the cells of the opponent's whole body.

That is a very soft and imperceptible approach, and even if he is not in the lead vocal position, Xiao Wutong can still control the overall situation and control everyone's emotions.

After the song was over, he gently put everyone's emotions on the spot and pulled out his mental power, which calmed down the emotions of the audience. It was like doing a soul massage, and his whole body felt an indescribable sense of comfort. .

The host is on stage, and he will host the last thing, which is to collect the scores of the judges and the audience.

This is a crucial part of whether the players can enter the semi-finals.

Xiao Wutong's eyes never leave that corner.

The gorgeous mask completely covered the man's face, only a pair of dark eyes were watching him tenderly.

It seems like thousands of years ago.

Xiao Wutong couldn't help but pursed his lips and laughed, his eyes were crooked like a crescent moon, and even the brows softened submissively, which was several times more real than ever.

He is very relaxed.

Relax like never before.

The system raised its head from the sea of ​​consciousness, it finally got rid of the crazy waves and ear-piercing magic sounds, and was able to see the outside world.

The host's smile surprised it.

That smile is different from Xiao Wutong's at any time, soft and a little arrogant, as if he has found the parent's child, his whole heart is quiet.

Even under the umbrella of Director Kern, Xiao Wutong never showed such a peaceful smile.

It followed the host's eyes and looked towards the corner. In a place shrouded in darkness, stood a man wearing a mask, staring at his host.

It seemed to be a long and long-lasting look at each other after more than 3000 years.

The sense of crisis that his own child will be taken away immediately spread throughout his body, but the next moment, the system asked himself again.

Who is this?

Doubts filled his mind, and he quickly connected to the monitoring system of the TV station. No matter who the masked man was, he believed that the monitoring would always tell him.

Unfortunately, when it started to investigate the monitoring system, the screen of the man in the mask was dark when he came in, as if it was deliberately blocked by something, and he went to investigate the streets outside the TV station, but there was no gain.

The technology of the system far exceeds the technology of this world, so it is impossible for anything on the network to cover itself in front of it.

If it can't find it, then it really can't find it.

Did this man really fall from the sky?

At this time, the scoring results had come out, and Xiao Wutong and his roommates advanced to the semi-finals with their high scores second only to Xiao Qishu. The fireworks prepared in advance by the program team shot out, but they happened to cover Qi Chen's sight.

He frowned slightly, thinking about whether to move his position, and saw Xiao Wutong's eyes flickering on the stage, looking towards the direction of the backstage from a distance.

Qi Chen stopped in his tracks.

Even though it was the first time they met, even though the movements were extremely vague, he understood the meaning of the other party immediately.

Shall we meet backstage?

Are you going to meet him face to face?

Nervousness and anticipation welled up in his heart at the same time, Qi Chen tried his best to maintain his image, he wanted to look more majestic and reliable, but he couldn't restrain the raised corners of his lips and that slightly exaggerated nod.

The young boy on the stage saw his response.

Those eyes, which were brighter than the starry sky, were even more curved, and the lips were pursed, as if trying to restrain the smile, but the corners of the lips could not be suppressed.

He is brighter than the sun.

Qi Chen stared at his young man for a long time, until the other party was about to leave the stage with his roommates holding musical instruments, and then he left in a hurry like a dream.

It is also his first time to come to this TV station, and he doesn't know the structure here, but Qi Chen, who has just developed the function of spiritual consciousness, can't help but find a secluded place with just a light scan. How to tell the young man on the stage, but suddenly felt that his spiritual power was slightly hooked.

Spiritual consciousness is where a person's soul is, the core. Although Qi Chen doesn't understand this power, it is impossible not to feel the impact that directly hits the soul.

His throbbing was conveyed to the other party, and the other party's joy was exchanged back.

In the blink of an eye, I saw this most important and cutest boy all over.

The young marshal raised his head, and the boy on the stage was full of energy, smiling slyly and cutely at him.

What a naughty ghost.

Qi Chen also laughed.

Xiao Wutong took a last look at the darkness in the corner, the man wearing the mask had already left, but he still couldn't suppress the curve of his lips.

"Who is that man!" The system jumped out like a mean father-in-law, staring at the darkness in the corner, fearing that the wild boy who jumped out of nowhere would snatch away his pampered and raised daughter.

Ah, no, it's my son!

"Of course it's senior brother~" Xiao Wutong was drifting as he walked, he got off the stage, the normal smile on his face was gradually exaggerated to the extreme, the blurred eyes looked like he had just done some prohibited sports, and there was a brisk sound coming from deep in his throat The tune, "Senior brother is still there~ Senior brother didn't lie to me~"

The anger subsided a little, and the system remembered the origin of its own garbage host. No matter how bad its personality is, the garbage host is still a cultivator who claims to be from the cultivation world, so his senior brother...

Another time-traveling cultivator! ?

"No~" Xiao Wutong put the guqin away, and replied cheerfully, "Senior brother is a cultivator~"

What a difference!

Is it so easy for a cultivator to time travel these days!

"It's not that simple!" Xiao Wutong wrinkled his nose, "I came here because I flew to the wrong place!"

What about your brother?

Xiao Wutong didn't answer any more, he remembered the agreed meeting in his heart, turned his head and said to his roommates: "A friend of mine has also come here, I want to meet him first."

Chi Le sighed, and asked, "But we're about to take the stage as a group, is there enough time?"

"It's okay!" Xiao Wutong patted his small chest, "Don't worry, I will hurry back! Moreover, this is a very, very important person to me. We haven't seen each other for a long time, so we can't go!"

"Friends on Cangshuang Star?"

Xiao Wutong pursed his lips, he still doesn't know any identity of his senior brother!

But it doesn't matter, just leave this kind of thing to the system!

"Maybe it really came from Cangshuang Star!"

After he happily answered, without waiting for his roommates to react, he went out excitedly, and briskly ran towards the agreed place.

That place is on this floor, not too far away, because the nearby studios are temporarily unused, so it seems quite deserted.

His brother stood there waiting for his arrival.

Xiao Wutong ran fast, he ran faster and faster, the fast people would have afterimages, but when he approached the place, he became slower and slower.

Will his makeup be too heavy?

Are his clothes wrinkled?

Are his nails neat and clean?

Can he make a perfect impression on that person?

But no matter how slow he walked, the agreed place was close in front of him, Xiao Wutong stood there dawdling for a while, and finally walked out.

As soon as he looked up, he saw that person.

He stood in this secluded corner, wearing a mask decorated with gold and silver threads, like a mature and majestic king in a fairy tale.

This is his senior brother.

Xiao Wutong wanted to see but didn't dare to look, he walked over on tiptoe, careful not to make any noise, then stopped in front of the other party, and said in a gentle and sweet voice.

"Hi, I'm Xiao Wutong."

Qi Chen looked down at the young man in front of him.

There were gentle ripples in his heart.

This is his teenager.

The boy he has been pursuing since the beginning of his birth in this world.

His eyes were as bright as stars.

His lips are as delicate as flower petals.

His skin is as moist as white jade.

His whole person looks so perfect.

Just like the little prince who came out of a fairy tale, he is handsome and beautiful, and still has a childlike innocence and childishness.

No, he is not the little prince, he is his little boy.

This is his boy.

Qi Chen couldn't help but read these words again, soft and delicate emotions flooded in his heart.

His, boy.

The author has something to say: Letter from Xiao Wutong

good morning father and mother

Although do not miss

But brother also wants me to read

So I read it

really

Those powerful words destroyed the whole mountain

好 难 过

But Master and the others are getting more and more excited

Why are you excited?

just read some words

Just cast some shiny spells

Isn't this a natural thing?