The singer of the entertainment circle is not a human being

Hearing Shen Moyan's words, almost the entire audience erupted. The cameras that were originally looking at his face were all turned around, and they rushed straight to Wang Jiaqi who was sitting in the seat. Whispers were constantly heard from the crowd.

Wang Jiaqi was really taken aback by the sudden movement. Seeing everyone looking at her, she was a little at a loss, probably because she hadn't received attention for a long time. For some reason, her cheeks were slightly hot. Watch every move of the man on the stage.

Although she was clear in her heart, Shen Moyan could never be the one who sang and shouted, but she couldn't be unhappy to be so concerned and guessed. Maybe tomorrow will be the headline!

"Thank you everyone." Shen Moyan saw it clearly on the stage. Facing the media and audience who had already exploded, his eyes searched for Wang Ye who was looking straight at him, and he just smiled lightly, without much explanation.

Fortunately, there is Wang Jiaqi as a shield, and as long as people who really understand know their own minds, it doesn't matter what other people see.

"Music, thank you." He glanced at Shen Muyun, who immediately nodded to understand the meaning, and hurried to the sound control area to remind the main station to play the accompaniment.

The melodious and clear Chinese style music flowed out. Shen Moyan stood in the center of the stage with a microphone in his hand. Under the light, it seemed that his eyes were shining with stars. He looked at a certain place in the venue, and the corner of his mouth raised a warm arc. .

"Old memories are like the autumn wind in the old city

rippling blue waves on the lake

The old tree creaked outside the door

You said the fireflies would guide the direction

But this wandering is too long

Before the white head is over, the world is already parted

The starry sky is still bright

like the hope falling in your eyes

Laughter can't be written endlessly

I stand in my hometown with my sleeves up and count the sunsets

But fate will eventually spend its time in vain

It's gone before it's warm

Who is singing softly on the three-foot platform

Expressing joys and sorrows is like a dream

See Nan Yan's way back to find a warm winter

I am afraid that I will be the glitz of a hundred generations, and the rest of my life will be empty and melancholy

No match for the thin snow on your brows and the coolness at your fingertips"

Everyone in the audience gasped. When it comes to who can play Chinese ancient styles in a variety of ways in today's music scene, Shen Moyan dares to say that he is second, but no one dares to say that he is the first. No wonder he can win several awards in a row The title of best, the trend of the music world also changes at will with him, there really are two brushes.

Wang Jiaqi was extremely proud of being seated. After all, Shen Moyan was her boyfriend in name. He won an award and released a new song, and he opened his mouth to become a blockbuster. It doesn't matter who he sings to, it will be tomorrow. The headlines in the media news must be: Shen Moyan won the Golden Melody Award and sang a new song to express his love for his girlfriend Wang Jiaqi.Just thinking about it makes me feel that I must be fired again!

Wang Ye was the calmest person in the audience. He sat quietly on the guest of honor seat, only the man in the center of the stage who was singing was in his eyes. The four eyes met, as if they were whispering their feelings to him.

He wanted to laugh, and wanted to say how this man learned to be so hypocritical, how he suddenly thought of this for himself, and wanted to shut up those noisy idiots and make that stupid woman stop pretending.But he couldn't do anything, he seemed to be imprisoned on the seat by his hands, and he couldn't leave Shen Moyan's figure for a moment.

Why is my heart beating so hard?Why is the blood in the body boiling up?Why is everything in front of me so familiar like smoke and clouds from yesterday?

An inexplicable light flashed through his mind. Ever since he got to know Shen Moyan, those incomprehensible fragments and bizarre dreams were like the tide submerging his mind bit by bit. Who is standing on the stage?Who is he?

He subconsciously stretched out his right hand, like a long-standing habit, wanting to integrate the man with long narrow eyes looking forward to his bright eyes into his own flesh and blood, accompanied by the inherent pain and reluctance, never... again don't separate either...

"Wang Dong? Wang Dong!" A voice suddenly came from his ear, and he suddenly turned around and looked around. It turned out that it was An Jia who was talking to him.

"What's wrong with you?" An Jia asked with doubts: "Boss Shen has stepped down, are you fascinated?"

"Oh, yes." He replied in a daze, his eyes were still looking at the stage, the chaotic thoughts in his mind just now seemed to be wiped away suddenly, and there was no trace of what he wanted to catch again.

"Boss Shen is really great. I've never heard such a beautiful song." An Jia was still sighing, but Wang Ye was dumb and couldn't say a word.

Shen Muyun walked over from the side of the stage at this moment, with the corners of her mouth pursed, she seemed reluctant, and when she reached his side, she bent down and said nonchalantly: "Hey, Mo Yan, let me remind you that there will be a celebration banquet later, You went to that villa before, don't forget it."

"Understood." Wang Ye was rarely interested in arguing with him, so he nodded and agreed casually.

"Tch." Shen Muyun raised her eyebrows in disdain and taunted, "Listening to a song is nothing like this." After speaking, he strode away from the VIP seat, and continued to talk and laugh with a few partners on his own.

Afterwards, Shen Moyan continued to receive the "Best Original Singer" and "Best Album of the Year", which can be described as the biggest winner tonight. When the party ended and walked to the door, he was naturally surrounded by reporters, asking questions in a hurry The feeling of winning the grand slam tonight, Wang Jiaqi, who is a little bird by her side, also answered various questions with a smile and a smile.

When Wang Ye passed by them, Shen Moyan turned to look at him. Although he didn't say anything, there was a strong smile in his eyes.

He hooked the corners of his lips, he couldn't tell what emotion was in his heart, he was probably a little bit disappointed. The man's song was clearly for himself, but he could only secretly hide it from everyone. Act as a shield to avoid secular disputes.

It's not that I don't understand that this is for the sake of the overall situation, but it would be a lie to say that I don't mind at all.

Before going to the celebration banquet, Wang Ye told An Jia to go back by herself. After all, there were still a lot of miscellaneous matters in the Wang Group to be dealt with. Chen Jianchun and Yang Zhen did not dare to relax. He was about to drive to the company, but he suddenly yelled and added: "Send good men to watch over Chen Jianchun and Yang Zhen tonight, I'm afraid they will do something, and call a few more bodyguards to guard Shen Moyan's celebration banquet. "

An Jia nodded solemnly and said, "Okay, I understand, don't worry."

"Well, let's go." Wang Ye closed the car door for her, waved her hand to tell her to be careful on the road, and then watched the little secretary step on the accelerator and drive away into the distance and disappeared into the horizon. Then he turned slowly and went to the garage to take out his car, facing the moonlight and Breeze drove towards the villa where Shen Moyan met for the first time. ##### Sorry for the late update today.cry cry.