Reborn Star Singer

Chapter 19

It is unprecedented in the history of the FU Music Festival that a song has attracted the attention of all parties as soon as it is played.But the smoke on the Internet did not dissipate, but intensified.Some people think that naming a song with aesthetic is suspected of exaggerating and attracting gimmicks.There are not a few people who are outspoken and arrogant, and many people criticize aesthetic as useless from a professional perspective.However, no matter fans or anti, they invariably asked such a question, that is, what is another instrument that appears in the music.Alva is not a person who likes to play tricks, and he will answer when someone asks him.And just after he answered everyone's questions, his mailbox was immediately flooded with requests from various agents.I was happy at first, but it was fresh, but the information popping up from the page from time to time was really annoying. After closing the website information, those merchants got Alva's home mailbox through some unknown channel.Speechlessly looking at the passionate letters of praise, Alva finally realized that this was a trouble, and then posted an announcement on the Internet to inform those merchants that the agency rights had been lost to other companies.

After rejecting the expectations of all the merchants, Alva called the salesman brother and gave him the agency right of the violin.

The salesman on the other side of the camera hesitated, and asked Alva if he wanted to change to another place.Alva asked him strangely why.There is no reason not to make money.

"Because it is enough for me to have the piano agency right, and, with the funds and scale I have now, it is impossible to produce two musical instruments at the same time, even if I reluctantly agree, it will not be able to meet the market demand."

"It's not good if the development of such a good instrument is restricted because of me alone."

Alva was ready to say that he didn't care, and he wasn't in a hurry.The salesman brother hurriedly said, "I know you trust me a lot, but since you trust me, I can't do anything to harm you."

"This agent, even if you give it to me, I won't take it." The salesman finally said firmly.

Alva thought for a while, and agreed with the salesman brother, but insisted on only giving the agency right to the musical instrument agent recommended by the salesman brother.

"I trust you, so I absolutely trust the people you trust."

The little salesman laughed helplessly, so he had to promise Alva to rest assured that he would find a good musical instrument manufacturer.

The two chatted for a while, and the salesman brother asked about the rematch.The rematch was approaching, and the salesman brother asked him if he needed him to drive the Lucky RV to accompany him.

Alva readily agreed, and said that he wanted to say thank you in person to the makeup artist.Some time ago, someone finally had the courage to watch his first performance, but he became addicted after watching it. He kept replaying it over and over again, and even found versions shot from different angles. He was so happy while watching it. .He even often muttered in his mouth, how amazing it looks, and how wonderful it sounds.Gwenbury, who had been staying with him all the time, was taken aback by his narcissism to such an extent.At one time, I thought that Alva was overstimulated by various messages and went crazy.

The salesman brother laughed a few times in embarrassment, and confessed to Alva,

"Don't thank her. Before you thank her, she resold all your used combs and cosmetics online at high prices."

Alva was embarrassed when he heard it. Should he be glad that the clothes are all his own and brought back?

"She also actively asked you if she needs to prepare clothes for the rematch. I'm here to remind you."

"... I see, I will definitely wear my own clothes to compete."

Alva looked at the new clothes in the closet and couldn't help smiling.Someone must be very happy that he wears new clothes to the competition, right?

The rematch came sooner than expected.On the day when the topic was announced, Alva was waiting in the dressing room of the waiting hall wearing new clothes.Because he was too nervous, he sat stiffly in front of the makeup mirror from the very beginning, without moving a step

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"Why are you still nervous, haven't you already been on stage once?" The makeup artist sister slapped Alva on the back.There was a snap, and the hearts of the other contestants and makeup artist sisters peeping around here jumped.How painful this must be, the hidden fans who saw this scene all bit their handkerchiefs in their hearts and felt distressed.

"Eldest sister, please don't use such a rough method to comfort me every time, okay?" Alva grinned in pain.

"Why? I think it's quite effective. Look, don't you feel less nervous now." He was in pain and didn't care about anything else!

"Also, don't call me elder sister, I'm not your elder sister." The makeup artist eldest sister pulled a small lock of hair and curled it vigorously, Alva continued to grin, "Aslan called me elder sister, if you want to call me, you should still Call me Fulla."

"Why?" Alva couldn't help asking with tears in his eyes.

"Why?" The makeup artist sister raised her red lips, smiled charmingly, pulled her hand hard, and whispered softly, "Because I am the eldest sister, you have to listen to everything I say."

"Okay, I see, big sister, ah, no, Fulla, beauty, let go, let go, your scalp is going to fall off."

The silent onlookers who didn't know the truth wiped their sad tears for the abused teenager, and then they did what they should do under the eyes of the aggressive elder sister.

"Hey, boy, do you like music very much?" The makeup artist lady suddenly stopped her movements while fiddling her hair, looking at Alva in the mirror and asked.

"Why do you ask that suddenly?" Alva endured the pain and wanted to look up at the makeup artist sister, but was slapped back.

"I'll ask you something, and you can answer it." Sister Fulla said fiercely.

"Of course I like it." Alva replied obediently.

"Then, if your music becomes a weapon to kill people, will you still like it?" Sister Fulla asked hesitantly.

"No, I will definitely not go to the battlefield. My concert will be as clean and clear as ever." Alva looked at himself in the mirror firmly and said, but got hit on the forehead again.

"It hurts!" Alva protested.

"You little brat who doesn't know anything, do you think you should hit him or not?" The makeup artist sister snorted twice, leaned over and pretended to look at the hairline next to Alva's ear, and whispered in a low voice,

"Little devil, listen, I'll only say this once now, you must remember it for me, you know?" Alva nodded in confusion, and the makeup artist lady fiddled with the hair next to his ear, and whispered, " If one day, I mean if, if there is a time when you don’t want to choose but you have to choose, you will change back to the way you were before.”

Alva's heart skipped a beat, he stared at the reflective part above the mirror, and opened his mouth to ask a question, but the makeup artist's long and sharp red nails scratched his neck and signaled him to shut up.

"Let's find a better makeup artist next time, sister, I'm not suitable for a brat like you."

"Okay, let's go. The unveiling ceremony of the title is about to begin." The makeup artist sister patted Alva on the shoulder and signaled him to get up.

Alva was confused, wanted to speak but remembered the other party's gesture just now, the slit on the neck was not light, and a fine mark could still be felt by touching it.Alva just walked in the direction where the other party pushed him in a daze, lifting his legs mechanically.

Someone passed in front of his eyes, but he didn't care.

Someone passed him by, but he didn't care.

Finally someone bumped his arm, but he still didn't care.

The dangling person finally couldn't bear it anymore, and stopped Alva before entering the studio door.

Only then did Alva come back to his senses, and looked at the black hair that defied gravity in bewilderment, who?Ah, I remembered, it was the hedgehog who stole Gwenbury's ring.

Alva's initial confused eyes did not escape the other party's eyes, and the other party's initial slight anger turned into flushing with anger.

"No one has ever ignored me like this! You! Just wait, I won't lose to you!"

The other party put down the heroic declaration, then turned around smartly, and walked into the studio first. Alva looked at the other party's back and couldn't help but be moved.

What a passionate declaration, it's nice to be young.However, can the onlookers around come out and explain what's going on?Why did this hedgehog head explode all of a sudden.

Alva didn't think too much, he was still wondering what the makeup artist's cryptic hint meant.

Hope it wasn't what he meant.Apprehensively walked onto the stage and stood on the contestant's bench.All the surrounding lights were on the rostrum, and he stood in the darkness with dozens of other people, his eyes drifting towards the place with light involuntarily.

Below the stage are eight authoritative judges, who will select and announce the topic this time.

Alva casually scanned the judges in the audience, then lowered his head and continued to think about his own business, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and suddenly raised his head again, looking at the judges sitting in the middle.

Ah, isn't that the fake old man Si Guoya pretending to be an outsider?Looking at his name tag again, the principal's two large characters stabbed Alva's eyes.

The other party also noticed Alva's gaze, smiled and waved towards him.Shouldn't it be more clear at this time?It's not that you should be afraid of people talking about the teacher-student relationship.

The hedgehog standing next to him responded immediately by shaking his hand joyfully, and even called Mr. Principal excitedly.

The eyes of the surroundings were all focused, and the eyes of all colors were burning and pressing, and the host immediately smiled and smoothed things over, and turned his eyes away

"San Bruno is indeed a well-known music school, full of talents, Mr. Bruno must be very pleased."

The light that was about to move turned around halfway and then went back, Alva breathed a sigh of relief.The hedgehog next to him cut his head in dissatisfaction, Alva looked at him sideways, and the other party muttered to himself why he didn't climb up because of his relationship with the principal, did he have to be so guilty?

As a result, Hedgehog turned his head and saw Alva looking at him, blushed, turned away in a panic, and said awkwardly after a while,

"I'm not talking about you, what are you looking at! You, you are still qualified to stand beside me."

"Really?" Alva finished calmly, then turned his head away, and continued to look at his Mr. Principal.

In fact, he really wanted to laugh. Is this shyness and guilt?It makes people want to bully.

The one in the middle of the stage announced the names of a long list of sponsors. With a loud noise, the fireworks bloomed, and the colorful and shining light spots fell little by little. The FU music festival welcome you on the projection screens all around instantly transformed into FU The Reed and Nightingale logo for the music festival.

The host asked with a slightly hoarse yet high-pitched voice, "AREYOUR READY?"

"FU Music Festival rematch starts now!"

The author has something to say: the rematch of the music festival begins,

I finally wrote here, Sister Fulla is leaving, she broke the news before she left, but the most annoying thing is that the news is not complete.

Ander boy was ignored and forgotten, and his hair was blown up. Don't worry, you will become a good and friendly opponent.

Finally, ask for support.