After Xiao Zuojing took the group pet script

"...Hmph. I don't want you to praise me." Song Wenxing immediately turned his head and said in a low voice.

But Lu Zhicheng looks too good in this outfit...

Damn, why are his legs so long and straight.

"This show is coming to an end soon, and you guys will be next, kids, hurry up." Manager Andy suddenly jumped out from behind Lu Zhicheng, urging them nervously, "Are you all ready? It's nothing Is there a problem?"

Worry like a male mother.

Everyone answered "No problem", Song Wenxing was about to answer, but Andy turned his head and looked at him worriedly: "Wenxing, did you pad your shoulders today? Are the shoulder pads firmly attached?"

Dou Yiran: "Pfft."

Song Wenxing: "..."

Song Wenxing: "I don't have shoulder pads today."

Andy muttered "that's good, that's good", and drove them out of the waiting room, and went to the back of the stage to get ready.

Song Wenxing is a person who is extremely confident, and has never felt "I can't do it".

It's just that his debut time is short after all, and he doesn't have much live stage experience. This is the first time Nebula has participated in a large-scale live broadcast party.

Although he had rehearsed countless times, when he actually stood on the stage, he was still blinded by the bright spotlights.

Song Wenxing squinted his eyes uncomfortably, but in the next second, all the stage lights were instantly extinguished.

"Let's invite Lu Zhicheng and Nebula from Wenhuang Entertainment to bring us the next show - "Burning"!"

The host's energetic voice was infinitely amplified throughout the party.

In the darkness, the lights of various colors are like stars in the deep universe, lighting up the whole scene.

Some of the signboards said "Nebula", "Dou Yiran", "Su Qi", "Bailian", and more "Lu Zhicheng", but there was no signboard with the words "Song Wenxing" written on it. .

Song Wenxing, who was standing in the middle of the stage, quickly scanned the auditorium, and after confirming that there was no sign of his own, he lowered his eyes in disappointment.

But it was only a matter of a few seconds, Song Wenxing immediately adjusted his state and encouraged himself in his heart.

One day, he will fill the auditorium with lights that belong only to him.

Suddenly, with a "bang", a faint light suddenly hit the left side of the stage.

Under the effect of the dry ice on the stage, the looming white mist slowly rose in the beam of light. Lu Zhicheng, who was wearing a white suit jacket, sat behind the drum set, lazily propping up his two long legs.

When the camera turned around, Lu Zhicheng raised his face and smiled casually at the camera. The heroic smile was simultaneously magnified on the electronic projection screen, causing screams from the audience.

Lu Zhicheng threw the drumsticks casually, and the two drumsticks quickly spun around in mid-air, and then fell back into his hands steadily.

The very beginning of "Burning" is Lu Zhicheng's personal stunt performance.

When the prelude to the music sounded, Lu Zhicheng quickly entered the state and began to beat the drums rhythmically. His whole body was quickly immersed in the rhythmic drumbeat.

Song Wenxing took a deep breath nervously.

While listening to the accompaniment in his ears and counting the beats, he mentally calculated the time when Lu Zhicheng's performance would end.

At the moment when all the lights were turned on, Lu Zhicheng put down his stick, stood up from the drum set, walked to the other end of the stage and stood still, standing in a mirror image with the four members of the N group.

There were waves of screams from the audience.

Song Wenxing opened his mouth, sang the first line of the lyrics like every practice, and danced skillfully.

Tonight's "Burning" is a singing and dancing repertoire, the choreography is very complicated, and it pays attention to the richness of body language, which consumes a lot of energy.

Except for the chorus part, everyone has two parts of their own, and Lu Zhicheng is the well-deserved C position and lead dancer.

When the other three members were soloing, the screaming from the audience never stopped.

Especially when it was the turn of the most popular Lu Zhicheng, the screams from the audience almost toppled the roof.

However, when it was Song Wenxing's turn, the screaming in the audience weakened significantly.

Song Wenxing suddenly panicked, but he still sang his part calmly and danced to the beat.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a burning pain in his right eye.

No matter how little stage experience he had, Song Wenxing quickly realized that someone in the audience swept his eyes with a laser pointer.

The strong stimulation made Song Wenxing's physical tears burst out on the spot. At a certain moment, he was so painful that he wanted to cover his eyes immediately, but his reason told him that this was the stage.

So Song Wenxing gritted his teeth, insisted on continuing to dance to the beat, and sang his part completely.

Before the next melody came, Song Wenxing took advantage of the gap in turning around to avoid the laser pointer that came from nowhere, and quickly wiped his eyes with the back of his hand.

It still hurts, burning hot.

Song Wenxing tried hard to divert his attention, but the pain in his right eye continued to come, and the physiological tears couldn't stop pouring out.

Due to the pain and panic, he was unable to sing and dance at the same time. When completing an intense dance move, Song Wenxing's headset was suddenly thrown to the ground.

If the headset falls to the ground, it is likely to cause teammates to accidentally step on it and fall down!

Song Wenxing, who had no stage experience at all, panicked at the thought that it might cause a bigger stage accident.

What, what to do...

But his right eye was so painful that he couldn't even open it...

At this moment, a figure suddenly moved over, and then the part that should belong to Song Wenxing continued smoothly.

Song Wenxing raised his head in astonishment, only to find that Lu Zhicheng, who was not supposed to be here, suddenly changed his position temporarily, and very naturally jumped to his side along the formation and the stage.

He quickly bent down and picked up Song Wenxing's dropped headset.

Then, with the help of dance moves, Lu Zhicheng used his body to block the laser pointer for Song Wenxing.

Lu Zhicheng suddenly changed his position, and the other three members were a little surprised, but they continued to complete their part cooperatively.

The director team also noticed something was wrong and quickly switched shots.

Before the next part, Lu Zhicheng quickly put the headset he picked up into Song Wenxing's palm.

When handing the wheat, Lu Zhicheng's fingertips touched Song Wenxing's palm, and his body burned.

For some reason, Song Wenxing's flustered heart suddenly settled down.

With the help of Lu Zhicheng, Song Wenxing quickly put on the earphones in a very short time, adjusted his state, and kept up with the beat again.

Lu Zhicheng returned to his original position as if nothing had happened, and the five of them danced the last dance together, and finally bowed to the audience together.

In the thunderous applause of the audience, their show finally came to an end without any danger.

Backstage lounge, the atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

Andy was in a hurry to deal with the stage accident with the director team, and didn't follow them to control the situation immediately, and Lu Zhicheng didn't know where to go after he got off the stage.

As soon as Dou Yiran entered the door, he slammed the coat on the table, and the cosmetics on the table fell down.

Song Wenxing knew that Dou Yiran did it for himself, but for the first time, he didn't hate the other party, but just stood silently in the middle of the lounge.

"Wen Xing, how could you..." Su Qi sighed.He didn't continue, but his expression and tone were full of resentment.

Bai Lian sat down on the chair directly, lowered his eyes, bit his lip, and tears fell down.

Song Wenxing knew that no matter how many reasons there were, the final result would be irreversible: because of his mistake, today's stage completely collapsed.

After a moment of silence, Song Wenxing lowered his head and apologized: "I'm sorry, it's my fault tonight, I've dragged everyone down."

"Yo! I'm sorry? This is the first time I've heard you say 'sorry'! Can our N group stand your apology?!" Dou, who was furious, didn't hide his words, "The fans are right. , you are a piece of trash. You can’t sing, you can’t dance, you can’t sing and dance! What kind of idol are you at your level!”

Su Qi glanced at Song Wenxing with a tired expression: "Wen Xing, I don't want to talk to you this time either."

"I will apologize to the fans." Song Wenxing said with his head down.

Dou Yiran was emotional: "You should apologize! You'd better quit the N group and apologize!"

Song Wenxing finally said "I'm sorry" and exited the lounge.

Before closing the door, he heard angry conversations in the lounge.

Song Wenxing raised his hand and rubbed his right eye, and was about to go to the bathroom to wash his face, when he looked up, he found Lu Zhicheng trotting over from the other end of the corridor, holding something in his hand.

Because of the haste, Lu Zhicheng's hair was a little disheveled, and his expression was very anxious.

Song Wenxing didn't say a word, and slowly walked towards him.

Just when the two were about to pass each other, Lu Zhicheng suddenly stopped and reached out to grab Song Wenxing's arm.

Song Wenxing was caught by his movements, stopped involuntarily, turned to look at him: "You..."

He opened his mouth, and the words of apology stuck in his throat.

Lu Zhicheng let go, frowned, and looked at Song Wenxing with a serious expression: "Let me see your eyes."

Hearing this sentence, Song Wenxing was stunned.

He raised his face, opened a pair of big blank eyes, and stared blankly at Lu Zhicheng.

Afterwards, Song Wenxing's nose was sore, and the tears that he had held back all night finally poured down like raindrops.

When the tears welled up, the pain in the right eye became more obvious, Song Wenxing subconsciously raised the back of his hand and wanted to rub his eyes again, but Lu Zhicheng grabbed his wrist first.

In the next second, Song Wenxing felt something warm and moist was stuffed into his hand.

He looked down and saw a clean hot towel.

"Don't rub it blindly, it will be bad if you burn your retina." Lu Zhicheng's tone sounded a little anxious, and his expression was serious, "First wipe your face gently with a towel, and I'll take you to the hospital right away."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, and his tone suddenly became softer.

"And... don't cry, eh?"

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