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Looking at the completely blank folder, the profiteer and Qiao Zhihuan froze at the same time.

The profiteer couldn't figure it out: "There are so many passwords since I started it up, and I deliberately avoided the camera when I entered it. I even hid the folder on purpose. How did it get deleted by others?"

"If you want to play tricks, there are thousands of ways, and you can't prevent it." Qiao Zhihuan said, "The more important thing now is to figure out the other party's purpose and how to deal with it."

Profiteer: "Purpose? Isn't it just to screw up a man?"

Qiao Zhihuan shook her head calmly: "The program team should not be so extreme in ruining the performance. If it is another artist, the accompaniment fails when they are on stage, how will they deal with it?"

"...Use the recorded one..." The profiteer was halfway through, and suddenly realized, "The program team wants us to lip-sync!"

The accompaniment is lost, and some artists will use the studio version to lip-sync or open the microphone halfway. This is almost an unwritten unspoken rule in the industry.However, in case of false singing on the stage where it has been explained in advance that it is the real singing, if it is exposed, it will be a great blow to the artist.

Maybe, the draft for their lip-syncing had already been prepared, and as soon as the live broadcast was over, it would fly all over the sky.

The profiteer gasped: "Big Orange is really vicious."

Qiao Zhihuan booed him: "Be careful of the reputation of the company's legal person."

"Is it true that the accompaniment is gone!" At the door, Little Fang yelled heartbrokenly, "Is there any profiteers here?"

Ye Cike and the rest of the team members also followed in, looking at the computer in front of Qiao Zhihuan with concern.

Qiao Zhihuan pursed her lips, shook her head slowly, and the little fangs immediately cursed.

"What if there is no accompaniment?"

"Will our show be ruined..."

Several teammates quickly panicked, cursing and sighing intertwined, making people dizzy from the noise.

Qiao Zhihuan: "Quiet...quiet!"

There was a sudden silence in the room.

"It's not the end yet, so don't make a mess." Qiao Zhihuan calmly turned to the profiteer, "Professor, if I let you restore the arrangement, how long will it take?"

"If you don't get disturbed by any chores, if you are fully immersed...five or six hours."

...five or six hours.

Qiao Zhihuan was calculating quickly in her mind. Today, she has to line up, leaving aside the time for profiteers to do their own makeup and go on stage, plus lunch and dinner time, it should not exceed two hours.

Wei Ling complained: "The rehearsal is about to start now, and I have a stage to rehearse myself. It is impossible to arrange music completely out of production like the first day."

The profiteer scratched his hair: "I, I will try my best."

A teammate said: "You must work hard, now we are all counting on you."

"...Don't put all the pressure on profiteers." Qiao Zhihuan immediately interrupted, "Let's also think about other ways."

"Tan Fen, did you save a copy of the accompaniment on your phone when you practiced dance?"

"And Gao Chang, where is the version you used for vocal practice saved?"

When Qiao Zhihuan mentioned it, the students who were in a mess gradually calmed down and answered along his train of thought.

Tan Fen: "It should be in the election manager's mobile phone. I will return it to her at seven o'clock in the morning."

"The version I use for vocal practice is stored in the USB flash drive in the dormitory, and I will look for it too!"

Little Fang also volunteered: "I can go to the recording studio and ask if they have any accompaniment left."

I don't know which word caught Qiao Zhihuan's attention. He glanced at the three of them carefully, then put away his serious expression, nodded and said, "Now let's split up, and you first check whether the copy you keep is still there; the profiteer spares time Arrangement; it really doesn't work..."

He frowned slightly: "If it's really impossible, I'll go to the program team to communicate. They should have a long-term cooperation live band. Although it is difficult to communicate with the scene, it is not impossible."

"But we are on a small island." Gao Chang said, "Orchestra usually have to make an appointment in advance. Even if there is a vacant orchestra right now, it is still a problem for them to go to the island."

Qin Fen: "Besides, it is much more difficult to cooperate with the live accompaniment than imagined. It is difficult to cooperate with the orchestra in a few hours."

A team member whispered: "Should we go directly to the recording studio and perform live with the recorded version..."

"No." Qiao Zhihuan interrupted him, "One man specially made a live broadcast, and everyone turned on the microphone. If our team cheats, it will kill everyone's reputation. We must not do such stupid things."

The team member immediately fell silent.

Ye Cike found the handwritten scores used by profiteers in the practice room: "It's urgent, and those who can transcribe scores will share scores with me. If you want to perform live, you can directly use the scores to practice."

Without further ado, Wei Lingsu spread out a pen and paper on the table, and just as he was about to score, Qiao Zhihuan suddenly remembered something: "Businessman, what happened to the group of Livehouse people brought by Sister Pai?"

"Ah!" Sister Pai's voice came from the door, "I just came here to eat a melon, but why did I eat it on my own head!"

Sister Pai likes to joke, but she is very straightforward, and within 10 minutes, all the band members were dragged to the practice room.

The members of the band have many years of touring experience, and they are used to not leaving their instruments wherever they go. Except for the drum kit, the band has all the instruments.Moreover, their band happened to be folk music mixed with rock, and the musical instruments overlapped a lot with the profiteer's score.

Qiao Zhihuan suddenly remembered the modified drum set of the profiteer on the first stage, and he turned to the profiteer beside him: "Profitant, can you part with your own drum set and borrow it?"

The public performance was a big deal, the profiteer was stunned, and enduring his distress, he lent his drum.

The score was quickly transcribed, and Ye Cike distributed the score to each musician.

Sister Pai clapped her hands and called everyone together: "There is nothing to say, okay, just pull the music out for a walk."

She put the piano case on the table, and opened the buckle, revealing a pure black suona.

It is quite different from the usual suona, about half the height of a person, the wooden pipe and gas plate are significantly thicker, and the handle of the suona is covered with vertical rows of metal buttons, looking from a distance, it looks like an enlarged barrel.

"What is this? Individual bazooka?!"

Everyone turned their heads, and Little Fang was standing at the door panting. He met Qiao Zhihuan's gaze and shook his head first.It seems that the accompaniment in the recording studio is the same as the backup in the selection tube mobile phone and Gaochang U disk, and was accidentally "lost".

"This is a suona with bass and keys. After listening to your demo, I think this guy's timbre is the most suitable for your arrangement." Sister Pat put the suona on her shoulder, "However, you can treat it as an individual bazooka. Can."

"Because this time, I will be bombarded by my Wang Fu... Bah, Miss Pai!"

A profiteer moved in to modify the drums, Qiao Zhihuan made some adjustments to the instruments, and the band was assembled.

As soon as the first phrase was played, Qiao Zhihuan's eyes lit up, and he immediately smiled.

The band skills with many years of live performance experience are indeed excellent, with excellent fluency and coordination. The addition of folk music such as pipa and suona is excellent and not obtrusive-this is still the level of sight-reading without practice!

Grinding five or six times, the effect will definitely be better!

After one reunion, Sister Pai asked, "How is it?"

Wei Lingsu said immediately: "I'm going to apply to the program group now and get a formal cooperation contract."

Wei Lingsu directly brought a staff member and signed the agreement with the band on the spot. He also said that Deputy Director Dang Rui adjusted their rehearsal to the end, so he could hurry up and spend more time with the band.

After the agreement was signed, Little Fang let out a long sigh of relief: "Huanhuan, you are so lucky to have won this haunted house. You happened to be able to reach Sister Pai, and you accidentally saved the game."

"It's not lucky." Ye Cike said, "If we do it all over again, Huanhuan will still work hard to win the haunted house. Sister Pai is impressed by his business ability and will still sell Amway. The news that they are together will rush to the top Hot one, the rewards and hot comments on Huanhuan's Weibo are requests for cooperation between the two. Therefore, these coincidences are actually inevitable."

Sister Pai smiled and joked with Qiao Zhihuan: "Before the broadcast, our band didn't watch the show, only OnePick profiteers. Who knew you would climb the wall after watching your first stage. You owe the profiteers this wave."

The profiteer has a headache: "Don't mention it, it's a fool."

After that, the Qiao Zhihuan team and the band worked together to optimize the score, which lasted until three o'clock in the morning, when the staff came to the practice room to inform the rehearsal.

It was almost dawn after the next row, and no one in Qiao Zhihuan's team had time to sleep. They only went back to the dormitory to clean up and then returned to the scene to do makeup.

When Wendy sculpted him, Qiao Zhihuan closed his eyes, feeling that he was almost settled on the scene, but as soon as the interviewer lifted the makeup soft curtain, Qiao Zhihuan immediately opened his eyes and showed a standard smile.

The flashing lights crackled, and Qiao Zhihuan seemed to be raining lights in front of her eyes.

There were too many media who came to interview him, and the four or five makeup rooms around him were all crowded.

"Today's theme song MV was revealed for the first time. In less than an hour, the number of views has exceeded [-] million. It has broken the record for the number of views of all theme song MVs in previous auditions. What do you think of this matter?"

Qiao Zhihuan smiled politely and answered fluently: "This is a good thing. The efforts of all the students and the program team have been seen."

"On the Internet, there are different understandings of your role in the theme song MV. Some people think that you entered the tower to save the students, while others think that you are a puppeteer and the mastermind behind the tower. Can you tell us about yourself? understanding?"

Qiao Zhihuan: "It's the one who untied the bell, and the one who tied it."

"You and Ye Cike are rivals on the stage. Do you have any special feelings when Yigong cooperates with him this time?"

Qiao Zhihuan lowered her head and smiled slightly: "Ms. Ye is an opponent I admire and a teammate I love, and this will never change."

"Did anything interesting happen when your team was preparing for the performance?"

Qiao Zhihuan suddenly thought of the day when he escaped from prison together and went to the lighthouse to watch the sunrise, but if he told about it, his sister Xuanguan would definitely say it.

He smiled and said, "It cannot be played."

The reporters around exchanged gossipy winks.

"Last question." A reporter in the front row asked, "Can you spoil your stage tonight in one sentence?"

Qiao Zhihuan smiled mysteriously: "'Where is Qiao Zhihuan going'."

At [-]:[-] noon local time ([-]:[-] p.m. Beijing time), the audience was preparing to enter the studio outside the studio when a short message rang out, and a news push popped up on everyone's mobile phone at the same time: "Qiao Zhihuan talked about the public stage: 'Where is Qiao Zhihuan going? '"

"Where is Qiao Zhihuan going?"

"What do you mean?"

"I'm so concerned about that 'unable to broadcast'! Is it the one I thought could not be broadcast!"

"I went crazy with the sci-fi cp today, 'Ms. Ye is my favorite teammate'!!!"

"Sci-fi is really howpay, I'm tired of saying it!"

"There is 1 minute left! The sci-fi fantasy performance is about to begin!"

Other fans asked curiously: "Are there no fans of your two sci-fi fans? All CP fans?"

"There are only fans!" one of them replied, "I used to be a fan of Huanhuan, but soon I will be slapped on the head by the right owner. They are so real!! I still remember the episode of Surfing -"

The other person directly covered his mouth, and started Amway: "Beautiful sci-fi, soul-combined, mirrored twins, sisters, do you want to start?"

The waiting audience was discussing livelyly, and suddenly a loudspeaker announcement came from the top of the line: "All audience, prepare to enter the venue in an orderly manner!"

The studio was pitch black, only the topmost "Made in Stars" LOGO slowly rotated.

The on-site broadcast continuously circulated the viewing instructions. After all the audience entered the venue and stood still, the LOGO suddenly shrank, and the countdown number popped up: "10."

At the same time, the online multi-camera live broadcast started at the same time, and millions of viewers immediately poured into the live broadcast in the countdown of seconds.

As the numbers on the screen jumped, the audience counted down at the same time: "3!"

"2!"

"1—!"

With a bang, a pillar of fire several meters high burst out from the edge of the stage at the same time.

The shocking drumbeat was accompanied by the sudden rise of the pillar of fire, and even the floor and the heart were pulled and beat together.

"I'll go, big hand!!"

"I like this opening dance!"

"Come out, the students are out!"

There was a burst of screams in the audience, and all the students entered the arena slowly with the sound of the drums, and stood up one by one along the long stage. The broken diamonds on the uniforms flashed delicately, and the team continued to extend until the diamond-shaped main stage at the end——

The top eight students finally stood on the main stage, forming three rows and two rows.

The audience whispered: "Why do I feel that something is wrong?"

"Weird formation on the main stage."

"Is there a small number of people?"

"It's a young double C! What about science fiction?"

The audience area was full of excitement, and the drumbeat almost shattered people's hearts.

On the edge of the stands on the second floor, Qiao Zhihuan's blood has been ignited by the cheers of the audience.

He glanced in Ye Cike's direction five meters away.

Even though their location was too dark to see each other's expressions, he was sure that Ye Cike must also be looking at him.

The audience's shouts are like a fire, and he will take over the fire and burn the audience even more vigorously!

With a snap, two beams of spotlights shot upwards obliquely, illuminating two circular areas, one left and one right.

The faces of Qiao Zhihuan and Ye Cike instantly appeared on the big screen, one was beautiful and gentle, the other was stern and indifferent, and the audience screamed instantly!

Before everyone had time to admire, Qiao Zhihuan and Ye Cike jumped down from the second floor at the same time, each pulling a pure white silk cloth!

"!!!"

The audience was so shocked that they couldn't speak, they could only look up at Ye Cike and Qiao Zhihuan pulling Lingluo, and the gods flew over the heads of all the audience, sprinkled with light flashes along the way.

This scene was like a dream, and everyone stretched out their hands intoxicated, wanting to catch the starlight falling from them.

The barrage of the live broadcast of the performance surged instantly, and the live webcast was frozen for several seconds.

Among the dense bullet screens, one is the most eye-catching: "Mom!! My cp is flying in the sky!!!"

The author has something to say: Thank you Wanwan for the nutrient solution~