Master, don't stop me from being an idol

In order to increase the audience's expectations, the program group did not broadcast clips of them discussing performances.

Group B was the first to perform on stage. The songs they sang were gentle and affectionate, as if they heard the whispers of their loved ones in their ears in a dream at midnight.

"I love it, I love it, my singing skills are really good, I'm glad I didn't miss this show."

"I feel that everyone has excellent idol qualities!"

"I still can't forget the way Wen Baiyu killed the fish."

After the concert, the overall number of votes in Group B gradually increased.

Next is Group D. Before signing with the company, Bai Xingyan used to be the anchor of a certain platform. He has a certain fan base, plus his strength and good looks. After the contract with the platform ended, he signed with the entertainment company.

He told his fans on Weibo, which is why he was able to rank first in the show from the very beginning.

"Bai Xingyan is the most handsome! The number one must be you!"

"All idols need is singing skills, dancing, and personality. My family has everything!"

"The aura of looking down on the world is really amazing!"

Bai Xingyan's typhoon undoubtedly exploded the audience, the barrage passed by like unstoppable applause, and his number of votes also increased.

The number of votes for Kong Ange and Shi Xinzhi is also rising steadily, but it can be seen that the two people here do not show any happy expressions.

After all, they know the heavyweights are behind them.

Next is group B, and their performances were also well received by barrage.

"The little milk dog group really can't stand it."

"It was a good performance, but I don't think I've recovered from the explosion in Group D."

"Cultivation is not good, my brothers take off for me!"

It was the turn of Group A at the end. At first, there were many barrages of handsome fish killers.

But until the light came on and Wen Boyu stood under that beam of light, no one would think about how he killed fish.

"Wen Boyu's temperament is really suitable for acting in costume dramas, which director please take a look at him!"

"Pay attention, he didn't take a microphone! It doesn't seem to be singing."

"That was Mo Zhaojin's narration just now! Wow, I feel like they are doing something big!"

Lu Yu's drum set, Mo Zhaojin's electric guitar and narration, combined with Wen Baiyu's swordsmanship, merged into a happy world of swords and swords.

"It's so hot, what the fuck! Wen Baiyu's swordsmanship is real, you can go to Aite those who don't believe that he is so powerful."

"A daily question, how did the program group persuade a martial arts master to become an artist?"

"Brother's sword can only see afterimages, what a terrifying speed."

Just when netizens thought this was a story about a chivalrous man helping justice and a bloody rivers and lakes, Mo Zhaojin's narration and the stopped music made them realize that there was a reversal.

In the dead of night, there was no one around the knight, and the camera clearly showed Wen Baiyu's fierceness from the beginning of the battle to the empty and tired after the end.

A guqin appeared in front of the knight, causing him to throw aside the long sword like life.

The knight caressed the strings of the zither lightly, as if the zither in front of him was his former lover, which made his eyes slightly red, and the mist made his gray eyes a little more bewildered.

When the qin sounded, netizens realized that Wen Baiyu could play the qin belatedly.

"My brother can play the guqin, that's great!"

"His fingering is very professional, just like the teacher who taught me."

"Wait! So it is true that Wen Baiyu can play the Guqin, so it is also true that he can play the other nine instruments???"

Mo Zhaojin's narration sounded again, and the netizens thumped when they heard that he was about to speak.

Every time this guy narrates, nothing good happens.

Sure enough, as soon as he opened his mouth, he told the audience that all this was a boy's dream, that the knight and lover were all fake.

Wen Boyu's only line in the audience caused the barrage to fill the entire screen.

"Ahhhhhhhhh my brother's acting skills are super good!"

"It's great, the effect must be great to see it live!"

"Brother, please perform again in future concerts!"

"Both knight and lover are fake, but your identity as fish killer is real."

"The upstairs is trying to kill me laughing hahahaha!"

The video came to an end here, and some netizens who watched the scene secretly filmed that Wen Baiyu did not step off the stage immediately after the performance, but found the sword he had lost on the stage.

The official released a tidbit, Wen Boyu returned the strings, and the boss found the sad expression after a string was broken.

But what I didn't expect was that the boss rejected Wen Baiyu's compensation, and reluctantly said: "Whoever made my daughter like you, leave your signature and leave."

Martial arts master, qin fairy, fish killer, he is as calm as the wind but actually cute, a large number of fans poured into Wen Baiyu's Weibo.

His number of votes soared, surpassing Bai Xingyan, and even rising.

the next day.

The program team deliberately told everyone to take a day off today. Some people chose to go home, and some were notified by other work.

Only Wen Boyu, an honest man, thought he was an idler and was still surfing the Internet in the dormitory.

As a result, Zhou Momo, who was rushed over, was caught out of bed. He directed the costume stylist who came with him and said, "Hurry up, we're running out of time."

Wen Baiyu looked puzzled, he relaxed his body and let them fiddle with it, then turned his head and asked Zhou Momo: "Where are we going?"

Zhou Momo approached Wen Baiyu excitedly and said, "You are so lucky, Teacher Ping wants to meet you!"

"Who is Teacher Ping?" Wen Baiyu asked suspiciously.

"Ms. Ping is a master of Chinese music! She is proficient in musical instruments. She must have seen you playing the guqin and wants to see you. Do you know what that means?" Zhou Momo swallowed, "It means that as long as she admits You, the Internet will no longer be accused of fake bombs and bragging, and you will have a group of fans who love Chinese music!"

Wen Baiyu was distracted when he heard Zhou Momo say that the other party was proficient in musical instruments. This is not the same world. If his friend came to another world, there would probably be more people who love him.

The other world is truly equal, regardless of high or low.

The car stopped in front of a house door, and when Wen Baiyu got down, he saw the house in front of him grow a little closer.

This is different from the otherworldly style he sees these days, but closer to the antique style of his time.

Walking inside, you can see rockery and flowing water, Dongmen bridge, and a pavilion in the depths. There is also a guqin. The tree next to it falls a leaf with the wind, and it just stops on the strings.

Walking in it, Wen Boyu's heart became calm and peaceful. He said, "I like this place very much."

Zhou Momo quite agrees: "I feel like I can sleep well living here."

Wen Baiyu noticed the gray under the other's eyes: "Have you been sleeping well lately?"

Zhou Momo shrugged and said helplessly: "It's normal, sometimes something will happen in the middle of the night and you need to deal with it in time."

Wen Baiyu couldn't help Zhou Momo with this, but said softly: "Thank you for your hard work, I will try my best not to cause trouble for you."

"Brother Wen, you are being polite. Not only did you not cause me any trouble, but you also brought me a lot of benefits! I am very grateful to have met you." Zhou Momo patted him on the shoulder and said.

"By the way, this is not only Teacher Ping's residence, but also the place where she teaches. What we are going to now is the hall."

Hearing this, Wen Boyu had a little more respect for the teacher Ping whom he hadn't met yet, and all teachers are worthy of respect.

Teacher Ping has silver hair, a gentle smile on her face, and a very good complexion. When she saw Wen Baiyu, her eyes lit up slightly, and she nodded and said, "A good-looking talent, worthy of the name of Mr. Pianpian."

Wen Baiyu was almost habitually clasping his fists and being modest, he bowed slightly and said, "Mr. Ping is polite, I don't dare to take such a compliment."

Teacher Ping asked: "I seldom watch TV, but my granddaughter recommended me to watch your performance. Who taught you your fingering?"

Wen Boyu replied honestly: "A friend, as for the name, I am inconvenient to disclose."

"My students are also here today. I was going to play the top ten musical instruments for them, but my hand was accidentally cut last night while cooking." Teacher Ping stretched out her fingers, and all three fingers were bandaged , "Can I ask you to help me play for me?"

coming!Teacher Ping's test!Zhou Momo's heart shuddered, but he believed that Wen Baiyu was not the kind of braggart.

Wen Baiyu frowned slightly, looked at Teacher Ping's hands and said, "Teacher, you must pay more attention to safety. Your hands are treasures of the country, so don't be careless."

Zhou Momo: "..." When did you become so good at talking?

If he could ask, then Wen Boyu would definitely tell him that this was the inspiration he got from fans' rainbow farts.

Teacher Ping was slightly stunned, seeing the worry and inaction in Wen Baiyu's eyes, her heart warmed up: "Thank you."

"Since your hands are inconvenient, teacher, I will do it for you, the younger generation." Wen Baiyu was not stage-frightened when facing everyone's eyes. Law.

Teacher Ping nodded secretly. It is extremely rare for the younger generation to have such a mature, stable and unimpetuous person.

But her subsequent appreciation gradually turned into astonishment.

Wen Boyu hugged the pipa in his arms, pressed the strings with his left hand, and played with five fingers of his right hand. The crisp timbre flowed out along with the beautiful tune.

The students couldn't help being stunned, and the female students even showed pink hearts in their eyes.

Teacher Ping murmured, "He's very professional...whose apprentice is such a person?"

Wen Boyu thought it was just a demonstration, so he played each instrument for 1 minute and replaced it with another one, and played the pipa, erhu, chime bells, Xiao, flute, se, qin, xun, sheng, and drum in 10 minutes.

The students had already forgotten to applaud. Teacher Ping was also proficient in these musical instruments, but who was Wen Boyu? In their impression, he was just a newly debuted artist, and he was still so young.

This is more popular than people.

"Okay, okay! Bai Yu's talent is really rare in the world." Teacher Ping applauded first, and the students below stood up and applauded one after another.

Wen Baiyu lowered his eyes. He carefully placed the instrument, without the slightest expression of complacency on his face: "Teacher's praise is too high."

Teacher Ping saw that he was not arrogant at all, and even more so, he showed a little more love for talents.

"Bai Yu, it's a pity to develop in the entertainment circle with your talent."

Zhou Momo nodded, suddenly realized, and looked at Teacher Ping in surprise.

Wait, what does this sentence mean? ? ?

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