As an alpha, am I afraid of my wife?

Before I can read more of the book, it's time for stage recording.

The recording time coincides with the release time of his songs, and the audience will be the first people in the world to hear his works.

He raised his eyes from all kinds of comments, and in the blink of an eye, he had arrived at the center of the stage, the soft lights were coming down, surrounded by dance partners he had been with for a long time, and the music was familiar music.

He has already memorized every note of this song, and he is so familiar with every beat that he can't be more familiar with it.

In front of you is the audience invited by the show.

Every idol has fans, and every fan has a support card and support color, but he didn't see his fans, nor did he see his color.

His fans had all been scattered long ago, and there were still a few left on the Internet. The actual situation is that there are none in reality.

The prelude sounded, and they didn't even wave their hands.

Everyone looks on coldly, they have no sympathy for anyone other than their idol, because he is their idol's opponent, they are enemies.

Duan Shuyun had expected this situation a long time ago, so he was not sad.

All of a sudden the lights dimmed.

The prelude stopped suddenly, the scene was startled, and the fans were in an uproar.

After a while, the lights came back on, and the color changed accordingly, becoming a cold blue, and Duan Shuyun began to sing.

The first sentence uttered was calm anger.

The second sentence is gradual grief.

Slowly, anger and sadness blend, calm and fierce confrontation, the rhythm of the music is fast and slow, slow and gentle, fast and passionate, light and dark interlaced, listening to it, there is a feeling that the soul is sucked in.

It's been a long time since he sang like this.

It's been a long time since I've been on stage.

The audience at the scene is no longer the fans who loved him back then.

He also became no longer as confused as before.

Carefree is what he feels this time.

Throughout the whole song, his face remained expressionless, but he added a lot of points to the song.The song was so different from when he got it, it was hardly the same song.

At the end of the song, the audience was silent.

——After a while, someone applauded, and other people's support colors were raised in the dark and waved quickly at him. Duan Shuyun heard a few encouragements.

"come on!"

"With this strength, why steal other people's songs?"

Duan Shuyun bowed to the audience, and when he raised his head, he wanted to speak, but found that the microphone was silent.

He gestured to the sound engineer, but no one paid any attention to it. When he turned around, he saw Jiang Chun walking by the sound engineer, and even glanced at him before leaving.

That look, indifference mixed with a bit of jealousy that can no longer be concealed.

Duan Shuyun understood many things in an instant.

After getting off the stage, the assistant's first thing was to pull Duan Shuyun to read the comments.

Because reading comments is a daily routine for many celebrities, and many celebrities are concerned about the evaluation of themselves on the Internet, especially those who have just debuted. He thought Duan Shuyun was the same.

The assistant has worked under the hands of many celebrities, and knows how to deal with the emotions of celebrities, and how to make celebrities reduce negative comments.

It was a mistake to show Duan Shuyun just before he came on stage, but luckily Duan Shuyun was not affected.

This also gave him a rough estimate of Duan Shuyun's ability to bear it.

Under such circumstances, he can still sing without changing his face, which is an extraordinary psychological quality.

In the half hour since Duan Shu's album was released, his official blog was low and there were basically no positive comments. It was just some netizens who gloated over other people's misfortunes and came to eat melons, and stepped on their feet by the way.

As for Chaohua, it was also covered by keyboard warriors.

Why don't you say black fans, because Duan Shuyun doesn't even have black fans now, black fans are the fan attributes that only appear in particularly popular artists, especially those fans who are not black, but only follow a certain celebrity.

But now those who attack Duan Shuyun are mostly fools.

The source of these gossips is the same as before, they are released by some gossip news accounts or marketing accounts, and the release time is mostly at the same time as Duan Shuyun's new album is released.

[Following the revelation last time that Duan Shuyun's new song was written by my sister-in-law, here comes a new melon. In fact, my sister-in-law is unwilling to write a song for him. The song was stolen by Duan Shuyun himself. ]

[People in the circle, the gossip about Duan Shuyun seems to be very hot recently. After chatting with colleagues, I realized that Duan Shuyun gave birth to a child of a wealthy boss, which shattered the three views. ]

[A certain star with the surname of Duan has poor conduct and is often complained by insiders. I didn't expect him to come back with a cheeky face. ]

The assistant took a quick look and knew that this was an organized and planned smear.

"Brother Yu also called just now, telling you to keep silent now, but I have the resources of the navy here, so I can control the situation before it's too late."

Duan Shuyun hadn't taken off his makeup yet, he put fine eyeshadow on the corners of his eyes, which was a sparkling ice blue.

It made him look very cold and impersonal.

"If you say, I know who the person who smeared me is, can it have a reversing effect on the current situation?"

"I guess it's unlikely. It's like this in this circle. If you are framed, you can only suffer a dull loss, unless you can catch his mistakes and take revenge next time."

Duan Shuyun expected this result, and nodded lightly when he heard the words, "Okay."

The assistant was taken aback.

It is rare for him to see a celebrity who is so calm when facing this kind of thing, even as if nothing happened, and he didn't yell at him even though he knew the "true culprit".

Duan Shuyun was indeed very calm, he read the comments to the bottom, and he didn't see any color in him.

He said: "Then let the navy control the downwind."

After Duan Shuyun's mv was released, no one paid any attention to it, and because of some groundless rumors, he was scolded to more than 1 comments.

In the age of entertainment to death, gossip is more entertaining than music, so gossip has the upper hand.

These are all normal things.

It's just that the hard work is ruined like this, and it's inevitable that people will feel the sense of failure after accumulating energy.

There was still a stage to be recorded that night. This time the makeup artist gave him a different style of makeup and hair. He dropped everything and began to concentrate on the stage without thinking about anything else.

When I got home, it was already midnight, Duan Shuwen fell asleep on the sofa, and the tablet in my hand was still lit up from time to time.

Duan Shuyun took a closer look and found that his sister was making a list for him.

His heart really calmed down in an instant.

Woke up Duan Shuwen, sent her to the bedroom to sleep, Duan Shuyun also went back to the room, lay down on the bed to rest, closed his eyes, but there was always a light stick waving in front of him.

His cheering color is blue, and the shape of the cheering stick is a crystal microphone, which has gathered into a blue sea of ​​stars before, twinkling and twinkling, very beautiful.

It is said that the old man loves to reminisce about his youth. He is not old yet, but he is already thinking about the past.

It may be that the status quo does not satisfy him.

When Duan Shuyun was tossing and turning, the phone suddenly vibrated.

In the dark, he stretched out his white arm, swipe on the screen, and hung up without even checking who was calling.

After hanging up, the man didn't call back for half an hour.

Half an hour later, his text message alert rang once, and then rang again.

Duan Shuyun opened his eyes and tried to look through it with impatience. It was a text message from Yu Heyi.

Yu Heyi: My son watched your mv this afternoon and said he missed you and wanted to call you. Do you have time?

Yu Heyi: My son said he wanted to watch your stage, but I searched for a long time and couldn't find a show with your stage.

Duan Shuyun: ...

This man is still surprisingly stupid.

Of course he couldn't turn it over, because the stage was only played the next day.

No one in Yu's family watches TV, and the only broadcast is a news broadcast all year round, and they probably don't understand it, so Duan Yumin was left to wait until now.

The five-year-old child stays up late and doesn't know how to go to class tomorrow.

As soon as this idea came up, Duan Shuyun was stunned. He looked at the time on his phone, only to find that it was the weekend, and Duan Yumin didn't need to worry about going to class.

During this time, he ignored Duan Yumin too much.

Duan Shuyun thought for a moment, then called Yu Heyi.

In less than three seconds, Yu Heyi then connected the phone. It was a familiar voice, but with an upturned ending, "Why did you call me?"

Duan Shuyun: "I'm not calling you, I want to see Duan Yumin."

Yu Heyi: "..."

The upturned ending was abruptly suppressed. Through the phone, Yu Heyi's expression could not be seen, but it must have been ugly. There was a sound of footsteps, and he turned on the camera over there, facing the door panel of a certain bedroom. .

Duan Shuyun: "...?"

"Duan Yumin is asleep." Yu Heyi said, "Just look at it like this."

Duan Shuyun: "..."

These words were obviously serious, but he could hear a bit of reluctance. He knew what Yu Heyi meant—if he really wanted to see Duan Yu Min, he could go home and watch it.

But it was obviously Yu Heyi who called him first, and he also took the initiative to send a message, but in the end he looked lonely?

Duan Shuyun was very tired and completely lost the heart to talk to him.

But before he hung up the phone, Yu Heyi stepped forward and reached out to twist the doorknob.

He is still very serious: "I was just joking."

Although it wasn't a funny joke.

Duan Shuyun felt quite a headache and rubbed his temples.

The lights in Duan Yumin's room were turned off, and he was indeed asleep. Yu Heyi's movements were very light, he quietly turned on the bedside lamp, and pointed the camera at Duan Yumin's sleeping sweet face, so that Duan Shuyun could see clearly.

Only when you become a parent can you understand the feeling of caring about your children.

Duan Shuyun's eyes softened.

After going out of the bedroom, Yu Heyi said slowly: "He didn't see you on TV today, and you didn't answer the video, and he was quite sad when he was sleeping."

Duan Shuyun pursed his lips.

"Can't you not answer my calls in the future?" Yu Heyi said suddenly.

Because this sentence was too sudden and purposeful, Duan Shuyun raised his eyes and looked at him through the phone.

After a while, Duan Shuyun looked away and said expressionlessly, "It's not like Duan Yumin doesn't have his own mobile phone."

Yu Heyi: "..."