The Marshal's Lady of the Actor [Interstellar]

Walking into the backstage, most of the contestants were quite familiar, and they seemed to be the ones who advanced in the first preliminary round. Xiao Wutong counted and counted, including them, there were only ten people.

"It's good to have fewer people." Xiao Wutong sighed, and laughed again in a flash, "It's better to have fewer people, it's more convenient to get prizes!"

No one responded to him, the system is still in the process of upgrading, and I don't know when it will come out again.

Xiao Wutong was not disappointed either, and walked inside with his roommates.

The venue for the final was decided before the show started, and it was forced to look grand. Coupled with the swarming audience, it was extremely lively for a while.

Of course, it's up to you whether it's real or fake.

Xiao Wutong was very happy anyway, the program team was probably afraid that Xiao Qishu would make trouble again in the future, so they specially prepared a separate dressing room for them, and when they entered the dressing room, they immediately felt much cleaner.

"This is the final competition!" Lance's throat was rolling up and down. He picked up the unopened water on the dressing table, unscrewed it, and took a sip. "Come over, let's sign up for the competition with the crystal core!"

In a blink of an eye, two months have passed since the start of school, and the registration for the Xingmang selection competition will officially end tomorrow. Thinking that they will be able to actually drive mechas to fight after the competition is over, Lance, who has never touched a mecha, can't help but look forward to it .

I don't know if it was a psychological factor, or he was too excited, and felt his throat was thirsty again, so he hurriedly drank a few sips of water.

Compared to them, Elton's hands were shaking.

Although it was only a few months ago that he was expelled from the Mongotug family, it was centuries for him, and he hadn't touched mechs for too long.

Chi Le was also very excited. He happily adjusted the instrument in his hand, fixed his eyes on Lance, and suddenly asked in doubt after a while: "Hey? Lance, are you thirsty?"

Looking at the empty bottle, Lance felt puzzled, but he still said, "I'm probably a little nervous about going on stage."

"You don't know how many times you've been on a stage bigger than this one, why are you nervous~" Chi Le said happily, "But if you're thirsty, drink more water, I'll ask you to sing on stage soon!"

"Yeah." Lance put the bottle back smoothly, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Xiao Wutong looking out through the door of the dressing room, "What are you doing?"

"Looking for someone~" Xiao Wutong replied in a happy mood, and he didn't feel right as soon as the words came out.

Doesn't the garbage system seem to be talking?

Looking back, he saw his roommate looking over with raised eyebrows.

Xiao Wutong was about to break out in a cold sweat.

"Find someone?"

"Just a friend!"

"It's so important, it's so important that you go to the toilet and slip away before going on stage?"

"That was an accident!"

Xiao Wutong pursed his mouth and retorted angrily.

Lance stared at him for a while, and finally couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand and rubbed his head: "It's done, look for someone openly, but the audience hasn't all entered the venue yet, and I don't know what you're looking for. people come or not."

"He will definitely come!" Xiao Wutong took his brother's hand from the top of his head, and said solemnly, his eyes couldn't stop drifting out of the door, "I've finished my makeup!"

"so?"

"I'll go out for a stroll first! I'll be back before the show!"

Lance's hand was still in the air, Xiao Wutong had already opened the door and ran out, he couldn't help laughing, shook his head, and let him go.

Xiao Wutong is a measured person, nothing big will happen.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help coughing.

Strange, why are you thirsty again?

The distance from the backstage to the auditorium was not long, Xiao Wutong slipped a hat from the backstage and ran out, found a high place, poked his head out to find someone.

This is the final of the rising star, and it's not the "Light of the Dark Night" that no one remembers that he participated in. The senior brother will definitely come to see him!

As Xiao Wutong thought in his heart, the sharp eyes of the cultivator helped him to easily see the faces of everyone in the venue, but unfortunately there was not a man with a mask mixed in here.

However, this does not make Xiao Wutong feel disappointed, because there are still more than ten minutes before the start of the finals, and the entrance has not stopped yet, maybe the senior brother just came a little later.

He waited patiently, staring at every door, but until the entrance time expired, the staff closed the entrance door, and the figure he was expecting still hadn't arrived.

what happened?

Did it come in through the back door?

Xiao Wutong immediately released his consciousness, and the vast power enveloped the entire venue, and countless voices flooded into his brain. At this moment, he could even hear the sound of water droplets falling on the ground.

But there is no brother.

With anxiety on his brows, Xiao Wutong lowered his hat and hurried down the high platform.

At this time the host had already come on stage, the finals had already started, Xiao Wutong counted the time carefully in his heart, and then broke into the auditorium without hesitation, looking for his senior brother.

At this time, the lights were already dim, and he was wearing a hat again, but no one recognized his identity. Xiao Wutong searched more and more anxiously, and the anxious mood made him almost forget that he still needed to participate in the competition.

He didn't believe that his brother would not come to see him.

Brother clearly said that he likes the way he sings the most!

Obviously said it!

How can you not come!

Emotions overlapped, Xiao Wutong's eyes began to glow deep scarlet, and at some point, his optical brain communication suddenly flickered non-stop.

Press and ring again, ring and press again, finally, accidentally knocked down the connect button, Chi Le's face immediately appeared in front of him.

"Wu Tong, where have you been!"

In a daze, a pot of cold water was poured down on the head, and those violent, bloody, and anxious emotions were washed away. Xiao Wutong was stunned, and immediately reflected: "I'm on the audience side, what's wrong?"

"We're about to go on stage." Chi Le said quickly, "Come back soon!"

Someone behind him seemed to call out, Chi Le turned around and responded, and finally emphasized the time to Xiao Wutong, and then turned off the communication.

Darkness returned before the eyes.

Xiao Wutong was a little dazed, the brother has not been found yet, does he want to go back?

But they are about to take the stage, he should go back.

Tangled, anxious, wanting to leave but not wanting to leave.

He just stood there, his expression changed abnormally.

"Excuse me..." A voice sounded beside him, Xiao Wutong looked over, it seemed to be an ordinary female audience, "Are you Mr. Xiao Wutong?"

The girl's eyes were filled with anticipation.

Xiao Wutong reacted, his beautiful eyes were bent into crescents, his upper teeth bit his lower lip, showing a pitiful look.

"Shh, it's me, it's me, you must not make a sound, I don't want others to find out."

The girl was stunned for a moment, and a fiery light ignited in her eyes, she walked over from the seat in three or two steps, grabbed Xiao Wutong's hand solemnly, and promised in a low voice: "Are you lost? Don't worry! No one will find you! I will send you back safely!"

Xiao Wutong:? ? ? ?

I think she must have misunderstood something.

But Xiao Wutong would never do something that would destroy his image, his eyes lit up, and he smiled in surprise: "That's really great!"

The flames in the girl's eyes became more intense, and a strange blush appeared on her cheeks. She stared at Xiao Wutong with the eyes of a small furry animal: "Come on, follow my sister to this way!"

Being forcefully pulled out from the auditorium, Xiao Wutong frowned and looked at the grabbed hand.

Hey, I don't want to be dragged like this.

But you can't live up to the other party's good intentions...

So, pull a little?

Xiao Wutong secretly pulled out his hand, and then used two fingers to grab the opponent's sleeve.

Under the girl's surprised eyes, he raised his head and smiled sweetly: "My senior brother said, you can't take advantage of girls, if you want to pull, you can only hold the hand of senior brother!"

The girl stared at him, and suddenly put her hands on her hair and let out a cry of mourning. The next moment, she hurriedly took out her optical brain, her face flushed with excitement, and she leaned over her head.

"Laugh again! Laugh again!"

"Huh?" Xiao Wutong tilted his head.

"Mr. Xiao Wutong! I'm your fan! Please laugh again!" The girl kept pressing her fingers, as if she was taking pictures.

I'm a fan...

Xiao Wutong thought.

If the system exists, it will definitely say that idols should satisfy fans' wishes, let alone just laugh.

Under the girl's expectant eyes, Xiao Wutong smiled shyly, her beautiful cherry-colored thin lips drew a small arc, and her eyes were curved like crescent moons.

Then he saw the girl in front of her collapsed while clutching her nose, Xiao Wutong quickly walked over to check her body, it seemed that she fainted because of being too emotional.

Do fans get so excited that they faint when they see their idols?

Xiao Wutong thought silently, then stretched out his hand and put the person on the seat next to the corridor, and hurried to the backstage by himself.

After such a fuss, he forgot about his senior brother, so he had to go backstage quickly.

Coming soon.

The backstage of Tomorrow Star was still as quiet as when Xiao Wutong left. The roommates were talking together, and the instruments were already set up beside him. As soon as he came in, everyone looked over with a smile.

"Fortunately, you still know how to answer the communication." Lance smiled and said, "Let's go, it's time to get ready to go on stage."

After he finished speaking, he stroked his neck slightly with his fingers and coughed.

Xiao Wutong took the guqin with one hand, turned his head and asked, "What's wrong with your throat?"

"It's been great since the beginning." Lance didn't take it seriously, "Drink more water and it's fine, there's no big problem."

Following his words, Xiao Wutong's eyes turned to the dressing table, where there were already two or three empty bottles.

Still thirsty after drinking so much water?

But in an instant, he put this thought behind him, and followed his companions out.

The front desk was very lively. The contestant who was singing chose an enthusiastic song, which could easily arouse the enthusiasm of the audience. Under the instructions of the staff, several people stayed behind the scenes, and when the contestant finished singing, the judges After finishing speaking, the host read their names, and then walked out slowly.

The cheers on the court went up to a higher level.

They are the most popular among all the players, or in other words, Xiao Wutong is the most famous among all the players.

Even Xiao Qishu can't compare.

They came to the stage quietly, put their instruments down, and watched the show director give a hint that they could start, and then they started singing.

This is the "Breakthrough" that I planned to sing in the rematch. It is a sad song with a low tune and relatively little ups and downs. From the beginning to the end, the tone of the song is sad and dazed, like a lonely person walking in the dark night Among them, there is no way forward, no way to come.

In the finals, especially when they have an eye-catching opponent beside them, it is not suitable to sing this song, but they have no choice.

After all, what Xiao Qishu sang was a battle song, and only a battle song can compete with it. Of course, there is also Mr. Feng's song.

Xiao Wutong put the guqin away and looked up at Lance.

The other party squeezed his throat again, and frowned slightly.

Is it really just thirst?

He didn't have time to think about it. At this time, the performance had already started, and the sound of the guqin quickly caught up with it, synthesizing the most harmonious rhythm.

Lance starts singing.

Sad tunes accompanied by lonely voices swayed in the venue. They successfully dispelled the lively atmosphere brought by the previous contestant and immersed the audience in a new world.

The smooth music keeps playing. At a certain moment, the human voice is dim, and the piano is high-pitched. In the next moment, the piano and human voices are exchanged, and the climax of the whole piece is sung.

At this moment, Lance's voice suddenly disappeared.

Xiao Wutong looked up suddenly, the young man was standing in front of the microphone with his mouth open, he didn't seem to expect such an accident, he hurriedly tried to make a sound again, but there was no reaction at all.

His eyes were rarely filled with bewilderment.

"Ding~~~"

Xiao Wutong's fingers trembled slightly, and the guqin made an out-of-tune sound.

He saw the immersed faces of the audience, the slightly critical eyes of the judges, and the dazed Lance.

Except for him, no one knew that Lance could not speak.

Xiao Wutong knew he had to do something, but what could he do?

This is on stage, and everyone's every move will be broadcast by cameras to all corners of the optical network.

But he has to do something.

The sound of the piano stopped.

Xiao Wutong stood up.

He moved his feet lightly, and suddenly called out.

It was very vague, and I couldn't make out what it was, but it managed to make the dazed Lance turn his head.

This passage is not in Mr. Feng's song, and it immediately attracted the attention of the audience.

Xiao Wutong didn't care about the others, he walked to Lance, grabbed his sleeve, and naturally led him to Guqin.

Chi Le and Elton didn't know what Xiao Wutong was doing, and they just continued to play instinctively, which also strangely made the whole music still present a fluent state.

At this moment, Lance already knew what happened, and he looked at the boy in front of him worriedly.

Xiao Wutong laughed lightly.

He turned around and walked to the microphone, just at the point where the sound of the piano and the human voice were exchanged, Xiao Wutong opened his lips and sang——

sad……

sorrow……

sigh……

There are many emotions in the bottom of my heart, and my thoughts are drawn into the darkness. It seems that they are the ones looking for the exit, as if they are the ones who can't find the way or the way out.

The surrounding area is empty, and there is no place to rely on.

After a while, even the heart is empty.

It was an indescribable feeling, all the cells in my body were mobilized to feel the song.

The jubilant venue was quiet.

Everyone, no matter the audience or the judges, showed a dazed and sad emotion on their faces.

want to cry?In no mood.

It's like one hand is scratching the heart, it's extremely uncomfortable, but the eyes are dry, unable to squeeze out any tears.

But even if it is uncomfortable, I want to continue listening, and I want to listen more.

For a moment, someone thought, which one could sing better, Xiao Wutong or Mr. Feng.

But no matter who it is, this year has only passed by in a flash, and most of his thoughts are still on listening to songs.

The spotlight hit him one after another, illuminating him so that there was nowhere to hide.

Xiao Wutong sang, his eyes swept over the audience.

There is no brother.

He didn't come.

So disappointed, why didn't senior brother come.

His curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and he stood obediently on the stage, with a heavy loss in the corners of his brows and eyes, which made people feel distressed when they saw it, and his songs deepened this emotion.

Someone in the audience gasped deeply.

Overly suppressed emotions filled my heart, and as the song progressed, it was compacted layer by layer, making it airtight.

I want to find a node to vent, and I want to vent all these emotions.

And Xiao Wutong's voice was low again.

But it was low with weeping.

The person walking in the darkness finally cried out all his emotions, as if someone poked a hole in the darkness, and the suffocating sorrow and depression found an outlet to vent.

People suddenly felt a chill on their faces, and reached out to touch it, only to find that they were still in tears.

It seems to have followed the person in the dark for a lifetime, although sad, but happy.

It is a joyful misery.

The song moved towards the last note in a gentle and sad way, Xiao Wutong's voice disappeared slowly, he looked at the audience, the unstoppable tears and smiles on their faces, the idea of ​​looking for the senior brother finally appeared in his mind Slow down a little.

They were crying and laughing at his songs.

Although he has the largest number of fans in the entire interstellar world, Mr. Feng suddenly feels flattered at this moment.

Their performance is over.

Xiao Wutong backed away from the microphone, he looked at the audience in front of him, and at the roommate who came up from behind, he couldn't help laughing.

"They're crying," he whispered to Lance's ear, "but I want to laugh."

"very strange."

The other party gave him a gentle elbow, and the host came up from the stage.

Their performances are flawless.

When he just stepped off the stage, Xiao Wutong immediately grabbed Lance and asked, "What's wrong with your throat?"

The other party opened his mouth, pointed to his throat, and shook his head.

He didn't know either.

"I also asked why you adapted Mr. Feng's song. It turns out that you can't even make a sound." A disgusted voice came from a distance, and they turned their heads to look over, only to see Xiao Qishu walking over with a full face , "Unfortunately, your luck can only end here."

Xiao Wutong glanced at him, but didn't pay any attention to him, and directly pulled Lance back.

He is not in the mood to care about what the other party wants to do now, the most important thing now is Lance's voice.

Xiao Qishu, who was neglected, rarely cared. He watched a few people walking past coldly, humming in his nasal cavity, and walked past.

Although the bottle of water did not make them embarrass themselves on stage as they wished, but he himself had Xiao Moxi's promise, no matter how well Xiao Wutong sang and won the hearts of the people, it is impossible for him to win the championship!

The star of tomorrow, he won!

Xiao Qishu thought so.

But when he started to sing, a passionate battle song was still miserable in the background, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

Xiao Wutong rushed back to the dressing room, where the empty water bottles that should have been placed on a table had completely disappeared at this moment.

It couldn't have been cleaned up by the cleaner, because the garbage on the side hadn't changed at all, and his face was very ugly for a while.

Was plotted against.

But fortunately, Lance's voice recovered quickly. He coughed a few times while covering his throat, and suddenly made a sound.

From loss of voice to recovery, it took only ten minutes.

These ten minutes just included the time for them to sing on stage.

"Something must have been dropped into the water, it just made Lance unable to sing on stage." Xiao Wutong concluded, "It's Xiao Qi's tree trunk."

Tomorrow's star is not so popular that everyone in the interstellar world knows that although the prize is rich, it is not worth it for one person, so he will attack the person pursued by the marshal.

Xiao Wutong saw this very clearly, even if he didn't admit it, but like Xiao Qishu back then, he was in Qi Chen's favor, and no one would deal with him easily.

After much deliberation, Xiao Qishu was the only one.

With distorted malice in his heart, Xiao Wutong lowered his eyelids to hide the dark blood in his eyes.

Ah, let's find a time to kill that person.

"Button! button! button!"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the dressing room, and a staff member leaned in and said, "It's time to go on stage."

Compared with the preliminary round, the process of the final was simpler. Of course, it took longer. When all the contestants stood on the stage and waited for the judges to announce the final ranking, half an hour had passed.

This is also the practice of talent shows.

After the comments on the players were finished one by one, it was finally the turn of the final highlight.

The spotlight swayed over the heads of the actors, and the list in the hands of the host became the focus of attention.

"No.5, Jia Luo in Dream!"

"No.3, Sailor Blue!"

"No. 2—"

The host's eyes swept across the audience, whetting everyone's appetite, before finally announcing.

"Lance, Chi Le, Elton, Xiao Wutong!"

There was an uproar in the audience, and everyone had expressions of astonishment on their faces. This result was completely unexpected.

Singing so well, is it No.2?

Who could No.1 be! ?

The spotlight fell on them, and at the gesture of the host, the four had to take a step forward and accept the trophy.

The corner of Xiao Wutong's eyes glanced at Xiao Qishu beside him, and the other party's complacent and showing off emotions rushed towards him almost unconcealed.

Xiao Qishu must know the reason why they joined the Star of Tomorrow.

This is also the reason why the other party is so proud.

"Wutong! We are No.2, what should we do!" Chi Le tugged at Xiao Wutong's sleeve in a secret place, and said anxiously.

Glancing at Xiao Qishu who was full of malice and joy, Xiao Wutong whispered back.

"The prize for No.1 is a talisman, and No.2 is the crystal core. Isn't it just right for us to take the crystal core?"

Who wants that kind of inferior talisman!

He wanted to get No.2 from the very beginning!

The author has something to say: Xiao Wutong's letter:

good evening mom and dad

I've found a really thick tree

Brother is definitely not as fast as me

Now I'm ready to chop down the tree!

……

expensive

That one

Is it right to cut down trees?

Bring an ax?

QAQ completely forgot! ! !