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Qin Shu was busy looking for the Minister of Propaganda to explain that the left field photography was borrowed. When he returned to the backstage, Lin Wu had already left—so he naturally missed the scene of "the prince romantically rescued the scene and led the princess to the piano room" , Hearing it from Zhao Huanhuan's mouth, he reacted belatedly, and had an irrational thought for a moment.

If I knew this earlier, I might as well sing the original song.

Of course, this unreasonable and unreasonable dangerous idea was quickly pushed back to the bottom of his heart, and before he said it, he changed it into a sentence: "What about the show, how is the situation?"

"Wow, Brother Qin, you don't know. When your younger brother walked in, he didn't say anything. He directly decided that Jiang Qi was the person he was looking for. He came up and asked a few questions that I couldn't understand. Uh, what's the spectrum?" Ah, the problem of tuning, just tell Jiang Qi to rest assured that it’s okay, and help her arrange her hairstyle and skirt——Damn! Your brother is too gentlemanly, I thought it was awkward for him to dress like that before, but now it’s a little bit I don’t think so anymore, he’s a playboy, Su Bo! "

Qin Shu was still listening to the voice on the walkie-talkie, and gave her one ear. He blinked and repeated in doubt: "...Su?"

"Ah, it means that you are very handsome and attractive. It can make your heart beat faster. You are also very suave. You are indeed a brother—hey, Brother Qin, is your brother still single? I think they are a good match..."

Qin Shu, who was praised but not at all happy, put down the walkie-talkie, feeling that the urgent matter was resolved, and she might be a little free, so it was rare for her to take the initiative to put on the airs of her superiors, and said with a frown: "The change of the program order has been discussed with the field controller." ?"

"Ah? Well, your brother said you don't need to bother you, ten minutes is enough..."

"What about the guest reminder, are all the guests here?"

"Not yet, but—"

"There are also costumes and props, the arrangement of the next guests, and the lack of people for photography," the tone was as gentle as usual, like water that was silently overflowing and forced people to the center of the isolated island, "Zhao Huanhuan, if I were you, at least I wouldn't sit down now." Playing a nympho here."

The people who were named were stunned for a moment, and finally realized that their brother Qin was in a bad mood and was showing a tendency to turn into Meng Qi. He shut his mouth embarrassingly, made a cute and cowardly smile, and turned to run for his life.

The sequence of performances remains unchanged, everything remains the same, except that the accompaniment of the tenth program has been quietly changed.

At the end of the fourth program, Meng Qi, who had disappeared for a long time, finally came back, his formal suit was still on, but his tie was messed up by himself. It was rare for him to have a mournful face, and when he saw Qin Shu, he vomited like a bunch of beans "My surname is Qin, let me tell you, even if I stay in the backstage next time, I will definitely not trade jobs with you! It is too troublesome to deal with those teachers. Even though the planning documents are clearly written, it is still very difficult for me to do it." If you want to ask me what the theme of the welcome party is, what is the meaning of choosing those programs this year, I almost didn't recite it, it's more embarrassing than an interview..."

There is a tradition in their school. Whenever the student organization holds a large-scale event, there will be a special series of interviews. Instead of the students interviewing the teacher, the teacher will ask questions, and the event organizer will send student representatives to answer, in order to demonstrate the school’s democracy, equality, and heart for students. excellent atmosphere.

Qin Shu has always been responsible for these scenes and activities after the new term, but this time he has been following up the welcome party from the very beginning, and had to stay in the background "in case of emergencies", so the troublesome tasks naturally fell on Meng Qi on the head.

"God's will," Qin Shu handed him a bottle of water, and said seriously, "If you switch positions this time, you may really not be able to solve the problem just now."

"Huh? What's wrong again?"

"The accompanist of the tenth group of guests is sick and can't come temporarily—don't worry, someone has already been found to replace him."

Meng Qi just went to take a sip of water. While drinking, he felt worried and almost choked: "Who is it, is it reliable?"

"Lin Wu." Qin Shu took the walkie-talkie and listened for a while, making sure that it was just some irrelevant communication, and then turned his attention back to the conversation, "It's definitely not as good as the previous accompaniment, after all, he only learned a few In the past year, I haven't gotten along with Jiang Qi much, but...he rarely promises what he can't do, so saving the field should be enough."

"That's good—are you tired? I've been staring here for a long time. If you don't want to take a rest, I'll replace you."

Qin Shu waved his hand, but before refusing, he thought of another matter, and changed his words: "That's fine, Lin Wu went to the piano room with her, and I still need someone for photography, so I'll help out for a while."

Qin Shu saw Lin Wu again in the camera. The young man in a white collared shirt walked onto the stage and sat down gracefully in front of the piano. The scattered lights all over the venue suddenly went out, and when they came back on, they focused on him. , another beam of light slowly cut in from the side of the stage, and Jiang Qi, who was wearing a dress, walked to the front of the stage.

The lighting changes, the camera's focus is unstable, and there is a momentary blur - the young man frowned slightly, not knowing whether it was because of the two people who were too well-proportioned on stage, or because of the momentary dereliction of duty of the camera.

When the camera focused again, he suddenly didn't want to take pictures.

Jiang Qi chose an English song, the female voice is fluent and clear, and every turn is like dancing in the ears of the audience, reminiscent of a noble lady in a gorgeous palace, and the warm and lingering piano sound is her skirt. Lace, silk gloves studded with pearls and a white rose on the brim of a hat.

Lin Wu's piano sound is not as flamboyant and lively as he himself, perhaps because it is used as an accompaniment, and it does not have such a strong sense of presence, but he sits there with his back straight, sweeping the keys with his fingertips, Qin Shu I couldn't move my eyes away, and felt that he was the protagonist of the show, and the beautifully sung English song was his background song.

His background song.

Then Qin Shu realized that Lin Wu's hairstyle was different from before, perhaps in order to match Jiang Qi's performance. The blond hair on one side of his forehead was braided and lifted obliquely, revealing half of his forehead—from the audience From an angle, you can see his handsome profile clearly.

With the highly magnified lens of the camera, he can still clearly see the other party's drooping eyelashes, the sea-like dark blue eyes under the eyelashes, and the faintly shining golden cufflinks on the wrist.

He pursed his lips slightly, and glanced at every inch of the young man's image in the camera, so calm that it was close to scrutiny.

After a long absence, he had that impulse again - he wanted to take this person away from the stage immediately, cut off all the admiring or coveting eyes of the audience, imprison him, let him be monopolized by himself, and become a caged man who can't see the sky. Canary of the day.

Not so good.

The audience around him was in an uproar, disturbing his deeper and deeper thoughts.Qin Shu was startled, and heard the whispers of "Did you sing this part just now" not far away, and returned to Jiang Qi's singing, only to find that she seemed a little nervous, and this part was indeed true during the rehearsal. Didn't show up a second time.

At the same time, the intercom came from the long-silent headset. Zhao Huanhuan sounded more anxious than the people on the stage, and asked if there was any way to remind him, maybe he forgot the words.

Lin Wu was obviously aware of this too, the melody in his hands remained the same, but the rhythm was vaguely slowed down, as if deliberately highlighting the difference between the two repetitions, making it sound like a deliberate adaptation—— It worked, and the short-term noise in the audience became quiet again. Jiang Qi's high-pitched voice was even more amazing in the soothing rhythm, which temporarily diverted the audience's attention.

But it can't be repeated a third time.

Without a walkie-talkie, Qin Shu frowned slightly, and was about to send a message with his mobile phone, when he caught a glimpse of Lin Wu's movement from the corner of his eye, and stopped suddenly.

He played a few notes with one hand, freed one hand, pressed down the stand microphone that was facing the piano, and sang a harmony when Jiang Qi's ending sound stopped.

The voice is clear, between the youth and the youth, unreasonably reminiscent of the Qinghui shining down on the mountains and forests, and the moonlight flowing.

The reconciliation was just right, and it started the part where Jiang Qi forgot his words.

There were repressed exclamations in the audience, and they fell silent when Jiang Qi spoke again—she seemed to have found the state, and sang along with that line, and the next half of the song performed supernormally and performed perfectly.

It wasn't until the end of the performance that Lin Wu bowed and took the curtain call. Lin Wu's intentionally restrained presence was revealed——Qin Shu stood under the stage, watching him exaggerately turned his arms twice through the camera lens, and the metal buttons on his sleeves were caught in the light After drawing out the perfect starlight, Shi Shiran put it on his chest, and performed the same ostentatious curtain call ceremony.

The youth's elegance and publicity were frozen in the moment the shutter was pressed, and then completely hidden in Qin Shu's heart.