Reborn Star Singer

Chapter 51

"You're kidding me!"

The table in the dressing room in the backstage was slammed with a hammer, and all the props used for makeup rolled to the ground.The well-dressed FU music list TOP5 are all gloomy to varying degrees.The one pounding on the table was Jeffrey Han, who had occupied No.3 in the music charts all year round. At this moment, he was about to kick over the third chair in a rage. "You guys! Listen clearly! You guys invited me to represent LSE to participate in the so-called friendly match! What's going on now!"

A man with short blond hair stood up in front of the program crew with his chin held high, and asked aggressively, "Now you suddenly tell us not to go on stage, in front of all the audience, where do you want us to put our face?!"

The members of the program production team were sweating profusely, trying to explain with nervous smiles.But the problem is that he couldn't find a suitable explanation. He can only say that this new leader is too much trouble for them. Before the show started two minutes ago, he threw such a huge bomb, which almost caused the scene to be coaxed. Out of control, public opinion was in an uproar.

On the Internet, various theories emerge in endlessly.Although, Alva Marcos has many fans, especially after the recent uniform photos broke out, he has won the hearts of countless girls and boys who are wealthy.But the rest of the singers, after all, have been at the top of the music charts for a long time, and still have some popularity accumulated over the years. Of course, there is no shortage of loyal and crazy fans among them.

An invisible war of words is going on without smoke on the Internet. The members of the production team wiped off their sweat, thinking that the performance of Kepai this time is very high-profile without publicity.

Suddenly proposing to change teammates on stage or something really challenged the hearts of the audience and the production team.

But no matter what, the words have been spoken, and it is hard to take back the water. I only feel sorry for them who are working in the background, and they have to clean up the mess for others.

The members of the production team were suffering from headaches. The old man in front of him was not a good-tempered person. He ranked third in singing and third in popularity, but his temper was counting backwards on the ranking list.At this moment, those who were yelling and yelling had smashed countless things, and after a few symbolic words of persuasion, the others fell silent afterwards, watching the show to varying degrees.

Just as the members of the production team tried to comfort him for a long time, but to no avail, the old man in front of him was about to slam the door and leave.The savior has finally arrived.

"I'm really sorry for causing you all the trouble you're in right now."

Seeing Alva Marcos who came late, the members of the production team burst into tears, and looked back at the old man who was still throwing things just now, er, the old man stopped throwing things and stared at people instead.

"Sorry? Is it possible to solve the problem now with a single apology?!" Jeffrey took a few steps forward, kicked over the cosmetic box on the ground, and approached aggressively.

Suddenly, he was taken aback by the power grid suddenly standing up.

The hum of the current was still in my ears, but the blue light of the current flashed past and disappeared.

"No one told you, should you speak politely?" Fulla stood behind Alva, the gloves on her hands were still shining with blue light.

Jeffery didn't come any closer, and took a step back. He cautiously distanced himself from Alva with a sneer on his face, "Oh, it really is No.2, the uncrowned king of the FU Music Festival. However, I Think about the most shining halo on your head, or the leader of the top science school."

The other party had something to say, and looked at Alva with a smile. Seeing that the other singers didn't stop him, Jeffery suddenly gained a lot of confidence.

"When it comes to competitions, change members if you want. You people, take music as nothing, just play for fun. It's not good to play until you lose face for others and yourself." The man leaned against the chair, provoking raised the corners of his mouth.

Fulla would not pay attention to this kind of quarrel that had nothing to do with Ke Pai's immediate interests, and Alva would not ask her for help. In fact, the two of them hadn't spoken much since they met.Fulla just stood quietly behind Alva, watching the development of the situation.

Today, Alva Marcos was rarely calm, and Fulla glanced at the boy in front of her.

I don't know what kind of answer he will give when he is said to be underestimating music and just playing casually.

"I'm so sorry!"

Alva again sincerely apologized, even bowing his head in apology.

Fulla was a little surprised, but didn't stop.

"Because I couldn't get in touch with my teammates before, out of various considerations, my subordinates chose the seniors who have both strength and reputation." Flora Wangtian, Gwen Brie became a subordinate.

"Then what are you going to do now?" A bald man who had been silent all this time suddenly asked.

"Now the production team plans to add an opening show with the participation of FU artists. Although this is a bit too much to ask, I hope everyone can participate."

"You mean to let us change from contestants to foils?" Jeffrey laughed angrily, "I'm not interested in this kind of performance! You can play by yourself!" After finishing speaking, he picked up the coat on the table, Passed by Alva, intending to leave.

"If you leave now, it will be said to be running away. Is it okay?" Alva suddenly turned around, "What happened on the stage at that time, the auditorium was so far away, I couldn't see it clearly, and I couldn't hear it clearly. Only I said I just said that they are my teammates, and they can also be the teammates of a certain singer I brought in to replace a certain singer who fled the battle."

"The performance list was announced last night."

"That's just an unofficial and provisional list. It only mentions participation in performances but not competition." Alva began to chew on the roots.

"Then what else do you need us to do? You can bring your teammates on stage." The other party didn't even look back, just stopped there, and replied lukewarmly.

"I don't care. It's just that everyone who has appeared on the leaflets, what should we do? Please think about the interests of this." Alva calmed down and said softly, "In the end, although it is not too big It doesn't make sense, but I still have to say, I'm really, really sorry."

The two sides confronted each other for a long time, and finally Jeffrey turned around and sat in his seat without saying a word.

Fulla followed Alva out of the low-pressure dressing room, couldn't help laughing, and quickly covered it with her fist, coughing instead.

"You're no less insidious than Gwenbury," Fulla said happily. "Good job."

"I'll take this as a criticism." Alva replied calmly with a sigh of relief. "Besides, I don't believe that LSE will let the Earth Music Troupe go back with a complete loss. After all, this is a friendly match. I think some people don't want to participate in it from the beginning." and No.1.

"You underestimate the Earth's music group too." Fulla didn't respond positively, but dragged it elsewhere.

Alva only felt that talking to her was unusually tiring, so he didn't bother to be long-winded.

He suddenly wanted to see what the hedgehog was doing.

"Hey, Alva Marco." Fulla suddenly called out to Alva who was walking towards the waiting room, and said seriously, "Actually, I don't hate you at all."

Alva didn't turn his head back, "I'm sorry, although I don't hate you, but now, I can't say I like you."

Alva didn't hear the footsteps following him, and didn't care, and walked straight towards the waiting room.

When he came to the waiting room, he was surprised to find that someone was already performing on the stage.

"What's the matter—" Alva didn't finish his question when he heard the music from the stage.

The man on the screen has blond hair drooping down, covering his half-closed eyes, hiding his eyes and indulging in the passionate whispers of the years.

The warm current from northern Europe drips down from the clear and mellow piano sound. Wherever it passes, the moon is white and the dew is shining, and the time passes.A love met by chance in winter, accompanied by erratic snowflakes, stumbled through the winter wind and landed next to the waiting room. The love that came with winter disappeared with the singing of spring, but in the cold wind, people I can still feel the lingering warmth that stops between the sighs.

That is the love that belongs to encounter, the warm current that comes by chance.

"I'm sorry, Alva, because the audience was really impatient. The guy from the Earth Music Group said he would play first, so I agreed." The supervisor of LUTV rushed over and explained quickly.

Alva stayed where he was, not knowing what words to use to describe his current mood.

"Hey... Alva, he is challenging you with your musical instrument..." Hedgehog Head murmured, and suddenly he hugged Alva and laughed, "Your boy has also been so arrogantly Provocative day, haha."

"Ahem, let go! Do you want to murder?" Alva took a breath as he slapped the hedgehog's paw away.

"We won't lose, absolutely not."

The hedgehog head wrapped around Alva's neck, leaning on Alva's body, the warmth was continuously transmitted through the hands held by the shoulders together.

Alva nodded, looked at the man on the stage, and said seriously

"I will never lose."

"What, I thought it was a powerful teammate, but it turned out to be a guy who didn't even enter the knockout round." A discordant voice interrupted everyone's appreciation, Julie stiffened her neck, and turned her head away.Jeffrey smiled mockingly, "Long time no see, Julie, are you still dreaming of that unrealistic dream of being a singer?"

In the long-lost greeting, Julie's face turned pale.

The author has something to say:

Singer egilolsen is a not well-known musician in northern Europe, with a soft guitar, a gentle rhythm, and a warm and continuous voice, unhurried, lurking with a sad and lazy emotion, those simple notes slip slowly However, it seems to come from outside the hustle and bustle.Like all independent small fresh, there is no complicated arrangement, no complicated music elements, and it presents a minimalist music style in form.

It is suitable for walking in winter and listening to the sun in the sun.