When I was forced to become a crybaby...

Liang Yan's time to go on stage tonight was preliminarily set to be after eleven o'clock, which was too late to return to Wen's house in time.

When he and Fei Ziming walked out of the bar, the first thing they did was to take out their mobile phones and send a message to Qin Bei, saying that they would be with their classmates tonight and would not go back.

As soon as the message was successfully sent, Qin Bei's phone call followed: "Xiao Yan, why don't you go home? Who are you going out with? Are you with your classmates?"

The elders all had a bad impression of places like bars and nightclubs. Liang Yan didn't dare to tell Qin Bei that if he didn't go back at night, he was going to audition at the bar, but he was not used to lying, so he replied vaguely: "Aunt Qin, my classmates and I Together, don't worry."

Even though he said he was with his classmates, Qin Bei was still worried: "Why are you playing so late with your classmates? You won't go home anymore, no, call me when you're done, and I'll pick you up!"

Liang Yan didn't go back because he didn't want to cause trouble for Qin Bei. Hearing that she was coming to pick him up, he quickly refused: "No, Aunt Qin, don't bother you to pick me up. I live with my classmates and I just go to school tomorrow."

The more he refused, the more worried Qin Bei became: "No! You are still young, and I don't worry about you spending the night outside. When you are finished, tell me to pick you up."

The two pushed back and forth on the phone for a few times, and Qin Bei was suddenly blessed: "How about this, you go live at Xiao Lang's!"

"...It's inconvenient for me to go to his place." Wen Lang didn't want to talk to himself, this was obvious to him, and Liang Yan knew it very well.

But Qin Bei didn't know the discord between them: "What's the inconvenience, I'll call him and ask him to pick you up! I don't worry if you two are together, otherwise I won't be able to sleep all night. "

Liang Yan: "Aunt Qin, it's okay for me to live with my classmates, don't give it to..."

Qin Bei interrupted him with the domineering tone of an old mother: "There are two options, either, I will pick you up at night to live in, or let Wen Lang pick you up, and you will live there, just these two choose."

Liang Yan looked puzzled: "Then...then I'll stay at Wen Lang's place tonight, but Aunt Qin, you don't need to contact him, I'll call him at night."

Qin Bei didn't believe his words: "I'll tell him, what if you don't call him at night and live outside secretly?"

Liang Yan, whose thoughts were exposed, had nothing to say: "..."

"That's it, I'll call him right now."

After hanging up the phone, Fei Ziming saw that Liang Yan seemed to be in a bad mood: "Who were you calling just now?" The tone sounded like a parent, but Liang Yan's parents were no longer there.

"My aunt." Just as Liang Yan finished speaking, the phone rang again, and there was a row of unfamiliar numbers.

"Hello, hello."

"Add me on WeChat, send me the address." Wen Lang on the phone was as indifferent as ever.

Liang Yan immediately recognized his voice, hesitated for a while, and discussed with him in a friendly voice: "Wen Lang, can I discuss something with you? That's right, I'm late at night, please help me , I told Aunt Qin that I will live with you at night, but I don’t need to bother you, I will live with my classmates..."

"I won't lie, you tell my mother yourself." Wen Lang refused very decisively.

After all, there is a need for others, Liang Yan continued to be patient: "I said to live with my classmates, but Aunt Qin disagreed, please help me this time."

"Since you disagree, you should be obedient, or I will be scolded."

Liang Yan: "...Then, I'll call you at the end of the evening."

"Ten o'clock access control."

"No at ten o'clock, the matter is not finished yet." Liang Yan was cautious.

"Trouble." Someone complained and hung up.

Fei Ziming watched silently from the side: "Liang Yan, are you okay?"

Liang Yan shook his head: "I'm fine, there's still a long time tonight for the performance, let's go to the school, and then I'll treat you to dinner, thank you for accompanying me to find a job."

Fei Ziming knew that Liang Yan's condition was no better than before, and his finances were relatively tight, so he hooked his shoulders and said, "Congratulations on your recovery from injury and discharge from the hospital. I must treat you to this meal. Let's go!"

In the blink of an eye, it was nine o'clock in the evening, and Fei Ziming accompanied him to the bar again.

Compared with the desertedness of the day, the bar was more than ten times more lively.

In order to celebrate the opening, the bar offered a huge discount of [-]% off all drinks, coupled with the gimmick of Internet celebrity singing, many fans came to join in, the scene was hot and lively, and the audience was full.

On the LED screen behind the stage, promotional photos of Internet celebrity singers scrolled.

Fei Ziming grabbed Liang Yan and pointed to the photo on the screen: "The one invited is Ye Weizhen. I always see him when I scan the live broadcast room. He has more than 100 million fans!"

Liang Yan stopped by the stage and looked at the photo on the screen. He had red lips, white teeth, delicate features, and a very spiritual boy: "Zi Ming, what kind of songs does he usually like to sing?" Liang Yan wanted to get a general idea.

But his question stumped Fei Ziming, and he thought hard for a long time: "Well, I don't know. I usually squat as a game anchor. Talented anchors like him, I just pass by occasionally when cutting the live broadcast room. , I didn’t pay much attention to it, but the talent anchors are singing whatever songs they want.”

Liang Yan chose a corner beside the stage, took out his mobile phone, and typed the name on the screen into the search box.

A lot of relevant content popped up in an instant, most of which were short videos of Ye Weizhen singing, and he clicked on them.

In fact, Liang Yan was somewhat nervous. Zhou Yi's offer sounded simple, but it was actually quite difficult.

Liang Yan also noticed that many of Ye Weizhen's fans from the same city came today, and some of them even brought light signs. The atmosphere will definitely be good when Ye Weizhen takes the stage, and the scene will definitely cool down when he finishes.

And he has no fan base, and he wants to keep the emotions of the guests. Whether it is the selection of songs or singing skills, he has to be amazing in order to mobilize the emotions of the guests again. Tonight is quite a test for him.

Liang Yan was watching the short video when suddenly someone patted his shoulder from behind.

Liang Yan turned his head and saw Zhou Yi holding a selfie stick and chatting enthusiastically towards the screen: "Welcome to the baby in the live broadcast room, pay attention to the upper right corner! Follow to not get lost!"

After finishing speaking, he turned the camera directly in front of Liang Yan: "Xiao Yan, say hello to the friends in the live broadcast room!"

Zhou Yi's voice was trembling, which made Liang Yan and Fei Ziming get goosebumps.

Liang Yan waved to the screen in front of his face, "Hi everyone!"

That is to say, Liang Yan's small and delicate face can withstand face-to-face shots, but Zhou Yi himself, the screen can't fit his face at all.

As soon as Liang Yan's face appeared, several messages popped up on the public screen of the live broadcast room that had just been cleaned:

——What kind of live broadcast room is this?This boy is so handsome.

——What's the little brother's name, why does it look like the name of a bar?

Zhou Yi pointed the camera at himself again, strangling his throat and pretending to be cute: "Babies are right, today we are celebrating the opening of 'Drunk', and Weizhen is invited to the scene, the performance is about to..."

Before he finished speaking, several messages popped up on the screen:

——Ahhh!Turn the camera around, we want to look at that little brother just now, not you.

——Did that handsome guy come on stage just now?I'll pay attention when I'm on stage!

Zhou Yi has been on the broadcast for half an hour, and no one has paid any attention to him. The live broadcast room was so cold that it was so cold that suddenly there were so many people talking. He rubbed his hands excitedly: "Go on stage! Of course go on stage, everyone don't leave, you must Lock the live broadcast room!"

As soon as the words were finished, Xiaoying hurried over in high heels. She was temporarily in charge of assisting the singer to perform on stage today.

Zhou Yi was still immersed in the enthusiastic interaction of the fans in the live broadcast room, and waved to Xiaoying: "Come on! You also say hello to the family in the live broadcast room!"

Xiaoying's complexion was not very good, she kept hinting at him and blinked her eyes: "Manager Zhou, I have something to tell you."

After receiving her hint, Zhou Yi realized that there was something urgent, so he reluctantly turned off the live broadcast: "Family, wait a moment, the equipment is adjusted, and the broadcast will start later!"

After turning off the live broadcast, Zhou Yi looked at Xiaoying and finally recovered his normal tone: "What's wrong? What's the matter?"

Xiaoying was so angry that she blushed and her neck was thick, and regardless of Liang Yan and Fei Ziming's presence, she opened her mouth and began to complain: "Manager Zhou, the internet celebrity you invited is too difficult to serve, this won't work, that won't work, find fault everywhere! Look A lot of his fans came to the store today, and offered to pay more, otherwise he would not play!"

Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows immediately when he heard that he wanted to add more money: "Add more money? He wants to add more money for 2 yuan a song? Are you still satisfied with this price?"

Xiaoying rolled her eyes almost to the sky: "Not satisfied, he heard that you are going to broadcast live to gain popularity, and proposed to add [-] songs, otherwise, he will leave."

"Fifty thousand?!" Zhou Yi almost bit off his tongue.

Liang Yan and Fei Ziming looked at each other, Fei Ziming pulled him back two steps, and muttered in a low voice: "Damn it, fifty thousand a song! Ye Weizhen is playing so well!"

Liang Yan gently tugged at his sleeve, with his index finger on his lips, signaling that Zhou Yi and Xiaoying were still at the side.

Zhou Yi said with a dark face, "I'll go and talk to him, [-] a song, why doesn't he just grab the money?" The two of them rushed to the backstage one after the other.

Fei Ziming hurriedly pulled Liang Yan to follow him: "Let's go! Let's go and listen."

Liang Yan felt that it was not good to eavesdrop on others, so he stopped him: "Let's not go."

Fei Ziming would never let go of this good opportunity to eat melons: "Let's go, you have to go on stage later, you have to put on makeup, get your hair done, etc. It's not considered eavesdropping. Besides, if he doesn't want us to listen, we'll come out again chant."

Fei Ziming dragged Liang Yan into the backstage dressing room.

Zhou Yi saw the two of them following, so he didn't say much, he just asked Liang Yan to prepare well later.

The backstage dressing room should be temporarily vacated for the reception of Ye Weizhen.

As soon as he entered the door, Liang Yan felt the oppressive atmosphere in the dressing room.

Ye Weizhen folded her arms, pulled her face, and sat on the sofa. There were a few people standing beside her. She blindly guessed that they should be assistants and makeup artists. They all bowed their heads like quails and waited aside, not daring to breathe.

When Ye Weizhen saw them enter the door, he gave Zhou Yi a half-hearted look, and snorted angrily.

Fei Ziming poked Liang Yan secretly, and asked him angrily, "Who is this man?"

Liang Yan gave him a look of 'you ask me, who am I to ask. '

No wonder the two of them didn't recognize each other, the gap between Ye Weizhen's real person and the publicity photo is really too big.

In the photo, he is fair-skinned, beautiful and long-legged, with exquisite facial features, and no pores can be seen with good skin, but in reality he is thin and small. Judging from his figure, 1.7 meters tall is probably a big mark.

Not only is there a big difference in height, but the face is also completely different, not to mention the bumps in the skin, compared with the facial features in the photo, it is like a different head.

Zhou Yi suppressed his anger and forced a smile: "Ms. Ye, I just heard from Xiaoying that you are not satisfied with the arrangement here?"

Ye Weizhen snorted out of his nostrils: "Manager Zhou, you broke the rules first, Mr. Liu can tell me before you come, I will only be in charge of live performances tonight, and you want to open a live broadcast room to attract fans in my name, then It's a different price."