Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle [Rebirth]

For the first time in these years, Li Rong walked into an entertainment venue where many people gathered together.

Before the accident, he also went to concerts with his parents, watched stage plays, and enjoyed the nourishment and influence brought by art.

He can't say how deep his attainments and research in art are, but his family can be considered a high-level intellectual, and his parents have trained him well since he was a child.

He can appreciate the beauty and comfort of music and literature, but he has never deeply understood the original intention of the creator.

But after these years, he has become more and more able to understand the meaning behind the works.

It's just that this kind of understanding was too painful, so he also started to escape, trying not to appear in places full of laughter.

Lin Qin's game was the first time he took the initiative to break out of his comfort zone, trying to return to the once peaceful life, and trying to enjoy the life of a normal person.

The ticket Lin Qin left for them was not in the center of the front row, it was slightly off, but it didn't affect viewing at all.

Li Rong glanced at the middle position, looked at the banners held by those people, and confirmed that they should be relatives and friends of some big companies or some well-known players.

This is also normal. Compared with them, Lin Qin's background is too ordinary.

But after the broadcast, it was different. Li Rong remembers very clearly that Lin Qin’s first shots were not many at all, but each of them was very impressive. As soon as he appeared, there were signs of fire, so he was dismissed as having no conscience. companies are watching.

But now... With Jian Fu here, he doesn't have to worry about Lin Qin being hidden by the snow.

Big bags of snacks are not allowed on site, but because of the long recording time, you can bring some small snacks that add sugar.

Li Rong bought a pack of chocolates and planned to eat them when he was hungry. Of course, he didn't forget to bring throat lozenges. Since he sat in such a good seat, it was impossible not to cheer Lin Qin on.

Li Rong put a large bag of chocolates into Cen Wei's pocket, and said, "Sneak in while there are many people, so you don't get caught by the ticket inspector."

Cen Wei: "..."

He'd never done anything sneaky in his life.

Jian Fu held two light signs with Qin characters printed on them, stood on tiptoe and glanced forward, couldn't help but say in distaste: "As for what, you don't need to bring food at all, if you want to eat, go to the backstage to find Lin Qin, He has plenty of snacks."

Li Rong was inexperienced, so he asked doubtfully, "Can I enter the backstage at will?"

Jian Fu took it for granted: "Of course we can. Lin Qin will give us the signboard of the staff in a while. In fact, it's okay if you don't. The bathrooms are all connected. During the intermission, you can meet players going to the bathroom. When the time comes Follow them back and no one will stop you."

Li Rongruo thought: "I really haven't been to the backstage of the show."

Jian Fu curled her lips: "It's quite chaotic, there isn't even a single lounge, and a bunch of people are crowded together, so it's hard to say anything."

Li Rong raised his eyebrows in surprise: "What do you want to say and you still need to hide someone behind your back?"

Jian Fu's eyes rolled around: "...I'm just making an analogy, who wants to hide someone's back."

Li Rong smiled lightly, shook his head, but didn't expose him.

Fortunately, Cen Wei probably didn't seem too easy to mess with, so the ticket inspector didn't make things difficult for him and asked him to bring in the chocolate.

The recording venue was already full of people, and many of the audience seats in the back row were fans of the judges and teachers. They came in early, in order to grab a good seat and cheer for their idols.

The guest seats in front were sparse. Some people came to play with their phones with their heads down calmly, and some were even working on their work.

There is no need to collect mobile phones in the guest seats, and the treatment is much better than that of the audience.

Sure enough, not long after they sat down, Lin Qin ran over from the backstage and gave them the badges of the staff.

Lin Qin put on half of the makeup, and looked more dazzling than usual, he put his hands together on his lips, and said in Li Rong's ear: "Squad leader, you can go to the backstage to find me with this, and you can eat whatever you want in the backstage. But it’s a bit messy, the leaders of the stage and investors may go, but they just talk to the players, it’s fine.”

Li Rong nodded, and had no choice but to turn up the volume: "Okay, I got it, go get ready!"

Just as Lin Qin wanted to turn around and leave, Jian Fu grabbed his sleeve: "Why do you only talk to giant pandas, what about me?"

Lin Qin was pulled away by him, and just wanted to roll his eyes, but when he thought that many fans in the venue would secretly bring telephoto lenses, he could only bear it silently.

"Didn't I tell you last time?"

Jian Fu curled his lips, he actually hoped that Lin Qin would talk to him like he leaned into Li Rong's ear.

As for why hope, hope is hope, how can there be so many reasons.

"What is your first performance this time?"

Lin Qin felt that this question was still meaningful, and he also forgot to take his sleeve out of Jian Fu's hand, and the two of them maintained a posture as if they were holding hands.

"Well... this time it's relatively late, and it may take a long time."

Jian Fu frowned: "Isn't it good to be at the back? What if someone in the front performs exceptionally well, the pressure will be so great, and the audience behind will be tired, so there will be no voice."

Lin Qin shrugged: "Yes, but that's how the game is, and there's nothing you can do if you get the draw."

Li Rong said softly: "It may not be drawn."

Lin Qin's attention was immediately attracted by Li Rong: "Squad leader, what did you say?"

Li Rong was afraid of putting too much psychological pressure on Lin Qin, so he shook his head: "It's nothing, go back quickly, we will go to the backstage to find you when we are free."

In fact, the company that induced Lin Qin to sign the contract also had artists participating in the competition. According to their virtues, it is impossible for them to not move at all.

Later, it was probably because his artist was really unable to support the wall, so he had to sign Lin Qin.

It was true that Lin Qin couldn't stay at the front desk all the time, so he hurried back to the backstage at the urging of the director without a word of conversation.

Cen Wei heard Li Rong's words clearly, and after Lin Qin left, he asked, "Do you still have time to pay attention to the entertainment industry?"

Li Rong bent his eyes, leaned against Cen Xiao's shoulder, tilted his head and approached him: "I didn't pay attention, I just saw it by accident."

He meant that in his last life, he knew the news that Lin Qin was hidden in the snow.

Cen Wei peeled off a chocolate bean and fed it into Li Rong's mouth: "What a coincidence."

Li Rong rolled his tongue and put it in his mouth: "Yes..." He sipped the chocolate, thought of something, and suddenly straightened up, "Did you guess me when I reminded Lin Qin..."

He goes to the end.

It was when Cen Xiao knew the address of his home that he first became suspicious of Cen Xiao.

But this suspicion is misplaced.

He thought that the former Cen Wei didn't know the address of his home at all, but in fact, Cen Wei had been paying attention to him since he was very young, and most of the people who didn't know or understand him before were just pretending.

But his suspicion was correct, Cen Xiao did have the memory of his previous life.

Cen Xiao also peeled a chocolate bean for himself, as a tacit consent.

In fact, it wasn't just that one time, he went through many times of verification and insinuation before confirming this conclusion.

In the beginning, Li Rong probably thought that the rebirth was too bizarre, so he spoke without any scruples, but after he caught something from him, he became cautious, and even slapped him around.

In fact, when I first saw Li Rong in high school, Cen Xiao felt very complicated.

On the one hand, he thought that his intervention had not brought good results to Li Rong, so he didn't dare to approach him easily, and formed a connection with him beyond the relationship of classmates.

On the one hand, he also felt that he couldn't let the person in front of him replace the person in his memory who had been with him for several years.

Perhaps in Li Rong's eyes, their experiences were not beautiful, but to him, even every second of tit-for-tat confrontation was extremely precious.

Although he knew that this was a person, he might be able to start over and make up for all the deviations, so that Li Rong would not hate him as much as he did in the previous life, and make himself feel better.

But he couldn't persuade himself to forget, even if it was painful, he wanted to always remember, remembering that the person in his memory once existed.

So, when he heard Li Rong say something related to his previous life in front of him, Cen Wei didn't know how to describe his feelings.

Lost and found, cautious, panic, joy, worry.

He didn't dare to take a step lightly, worried that the rare peace would be shattered in an instant, he carefully concealed his secret, but he couldn't help but help Li Rong when he was in trouble.

Fortunately, they haven't changed, but they have all changed, so they can walk together like today.

When the lights in the venue dimmed, Ji Xiaochuan excitedly shouted: "It's started! Open... it's started!"

Jian Fu directly gave Ji Xiaochuan the light card in his hand, as the only one among them who could pretend to be a fan, Ji Xiaochuan did his part.

Li Rong and Cen Wei also stopped chatting and waited for the show to start.

In the beginning, the live director came on stage to help liven up the atmosphere and guide the audience to record cheers that could be inserted into the show.

After everything was over, the judges and mentors officially took to the stage.

This was followed by player introductions and performances.

Li Rong listened to a few, and some of them sang really well and looked good, while others seemed awkward, maybe because they were nervous, anyway, their performance was not satisfactory, but there was still a small group of fans screaming and supporting them hoarsely.

He couldn't help but look back, trying to find people with tastes that were completely different from his own.

Jian Fu began to mutter: "I said I would also hire some fans for Lin Qin. Look at the artists of the big company, don't care how they sing, anyway, they have their cards. The little fool is too low-key, no one It’s easy to lose money by helping.”

Li Rong glanced at Jian Fu, and said meaningfully: "Yes, he will indeed suffer from no help, you have to be careful."

Brief: "Of course!"

He agreed to Li Rong's words without thinking, but as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he immediately closed his mouth with guilt.

What Li Rong just said was for him to take a good look at it, not for us to look at it together.

what is this?

Do you think he can best protect Lin Qin?

It also makes sense, after all, his father is the chairman of the Internet Industry Chamber of Commerce, and he has a lot to help Lin Qin.

Jian Fu faintly felt particularly satisfied, as if he was honored to be able to help Lin Qin.

The program was recorded for two hours, but Lin Qin was still not scheduled.

Li Rong's back hurt a little from sitting, he couldn't help standing up, and supported Cen Wei's shoulder: "I'll go backstage and see how Lin Qin is going."

Cen Xiao lightly rubbed the back of his hand: "I'll accompany you?"

Li Rong shook his head: "No need, Lin Qin has no background, it's not good for people to see him bring so many people into the backstage, I'll be back soon."

At the same time, the staff of the program team enthusiastically attracted an investor boss from the back door.

"Mr. Zheng, please come here. Artists are waiting backstage. They have time at night."