The gold master is my diehard fan

"What's the matter?" Hearing the noise from the backstage, Shen Hanzhi came in with a frown, and the moment he saw Lu Mingzhou, his eyes lit up, "What's the matter?"

He didn't even realize that his voice became a little softer, and his eyes were fixed on Lu Mingzhou, unwilling to move away.

Lu Mingzhou was naturally angry, not to mention seeing him, he was even more angry, pointing at his nose and cursing: "Will your people know how to do things? You make such low-level mistakes, I tell you, I don't done."

After finishing speaking, Lu Mingzhou tore off the brooch and slapped it on the table, and was about to leave. Shen Hanzhi quickly grabbed his wrist, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned, obviously disapproving of his behavior: "Can you stop always Are you so impulsive? Discuss it carefully, let's solve it together if something happens."

The planner echoed repeatedly: "Yes, we can find someone for you temporarily, and I will contact you right away."

His voice was rapid, thinking that he really met a little ancestor, he took out his mobile phone and went out to find someone to rescue him.

Lu Mingzhou rolled his eyes at Shen Hanzhi, but only saw his chin. He hated it, but he still wanted to look up at him. Why is he so tall?It's not pleasant.

Mi Rong approached Liang Sheng who was sitting in the waiting area, bent down and whispered something in his ear, then straightened up, his eyes were as cold as ice, which was very different from usual.

Liang Sheng looked sideways at Song Qingwen in front of the stage, his heart trembled, his fists hidden in the dark were clenched tightly, how could he allow others to bully the treasure he was holding in his palm.

"Go and deal with it, so that he can never come to see Song Qingwen again." Mi Rong took a deep breath as he said the harsh words. He hadn't seen Liang Sheng like this for a long time.

"Yes." He replied, suddenly thought of something, and continued: "The backstage was a bit chaotic just now, I went to listen, it was Lu Mingzhou's chorus artist who couldn't come, he was making trouble, how do you think about it?"

Mi Rong actually had an idea, but he didn't dare to say it casually, Liang Sheng pursed his lips: "What do you think?"

Hearing the meaning of his words, Mi Rong immediately understood that his thoughts and Liang Sheng's had collided, and smiled instantly: "Okay, this is a good opportunity."

"Well, let the artist who couldn't come send a message to thank Song Qingwen by the way."

In this way, Song Qingwen has become a loyal image of a temporary rescuer, and at the same time, there can be an explanation if he does not perform well.

Mi Rong took another meaningful look at Liang Sheng, he is really a boyfriend right now.

Not daring to delay, Mi Rong walked towards Song Qingwen, dragged him to the backstage, opened the door and went in, and saw Lu Mingzhou sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, and the people around him dared not make a sound.

The two groups of artists behind his songs are far away, looking at him from time to time, not daring to express their emotions.

In the circle, Lu Mingzhou is notorious for his bad temper. It’s not that he’s playing big names, because every time he gets angry, he justifies it on his own. Even though he has been exposed many times, he has not been ridiculed by netizens. On the contrary, he has become more popular because of his true temperament. .

Lu Mingzhou was about to get angry when he heard the door opening, and turned his head to see who came in without eyes, but when he saw that it was Song Qingwen, his expression changed instantly, and he immediately smiled, "Qingwen, you are here!"

On the way Song Qingwen came, Mi Rong had already explained what had happened. He actually didn’t want to come. He hadn’t sung for a long time. Although this song was his favorite song when he participated in the competition, it was a bit embarrassing to go on stage without rehearsing.

Moreover, I have mixed opinions now, which may bring trouble to Zheyao, and I still need to report to the company I signed.

Mi Rong tugged at his sleeve: "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything for you, just sing well and don't think about anything else."

After finishing speaking, Mi Rong patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, turned his head and said to others: "I have already found someone to save the scene, the lottery on stage will be over soon, and after that, there will be the song "Looking for", and there is no time left." , give him a simple clean up."

"Okay." The planner's wrinkled face stretched out, and he turned his head to look at his little ancestor Lu Mingzhou. He had a smirk on his face, and he must have been unwilling. He couldn't help but nod to Mi Rong to thank him.

Song Qingwen was clearly arranged. Seeing everyone's sighs of relief, he couldn't say no if he refused. Forget it, let's bite the bullet.

As soon as he put on the earbuds, it was their turn to take the stage. Lu Mingzhou looked at Song Qingwen with a smile on his face. After such a long time, he never expected to have the opportunity to sing with him. Song Qingwen has not changed for many years. Thinking about it this way, if I had explained to him a few years earlier, I might have reconciled long ago, and I wouldn't avoid him everywhere, causing myself to be sad for a long time.

"Being with you, I'm under a lot of pressure." Lu Mingzhou raised his eyebrows and said with a smile. These words were not flattering, and Song Qingwen couldn't be more aware of his strength.

"Hmm." Song Qingwen's palms were sweating nervously, how could he chat with Lu Mingzhou like a normal person.

After the curtain call, Song Qingwen felt his whole body stiff and awkwardly walked onto the stage with the lights shining on him. At that moment, a strange feeling came to his heart. At this moment, it was as if he was back in the draft.

He chose this song for the final, because he was not willing to be voted down, and he naively thought that as long as he sang well, he would have a chance to win, so he worked very hard in that competition.

Liang Sheng looked at him with a smile on his face. He had watched the video of Song Qingwen's finals no less than a hundred times. His self-confidence and the stubbornness in his eyes touched him deeply. He is the brightest star on the stage and deserves it. looked up to by all.

The beam of light shone on the two of them. Lu Mingzhou was wearing a white suit on the stage. His elegant demeanor was like that of a prince in a fairy tale. His voice was soft and his eyes were bright and bright.

Song Qingwen didn't have time to take care of his hair, so he combed it into a smooth hair. The sweater on his body made him look like a high school student, but he didn't feel disobedient when he was standing on the stage.

The concert was broadcast live on all major platforms, and the popularity was overwhelming.

【"Heh, isn't he afraid to come out with his tail between his legs?"】

【"This kind of sick person, still have the nerve to come out and teach bad teenagers? Block it as soon as possible."】

【"Being human, I advise you to be kind."】

【"You can't speak? How did your parents teach you?】

【"Don't wash your fans, your house is messed up."】

【"It's up to you whether you're confused or not? You can't speak and hold back."】

【"Show your IQ everywhere, I'm really convinced, why did you let you out, and whoever catches you bites whoever you are."】

【"A perverted fan is just as perverted."】

【"Your family is the most upright, and brought out a bunch of beasts."】

【"Um, listen to the song, it's so good."】

……

The chorus has a very long transition, and Song Qingwen was honored to be assigned to this part. In just over a minute, he recovered his state and completed the transition with ease. Lu Mingzhou seamlessly connected, and the two cooperated Perfect, after the song is over, bow and exit.

"Great." Lu Mingzhou grabbed Song Qingwen's shoulders and walked towards the lounge, looked up and saw Liang Sheng standing not far away, immediately withdrew his hand, and blinked at Song Qingwen, "Oh, don't bother me. "

"Get out." Song Qingwen gave him a blank look, and Lu Mingzhou was not annoyed, and walked away quickly, smiling prettily.

Liang Sheng walked up to him and stroked his hair, and it was exactly as he imagined.

Song Qingwen tilted his head and frowned: "I'm not a dog."

He said it softly, and there was still a milky voice, and the cute Liang Sheng felt his whole body tremble: "Don't seduce me, okay?"

"You are really energetic, what are you thinking about all day long?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qingwen's face was covered by big hands, Liang Sheng gently squeezed his milk fat: "You are great."

"Cut, it's up to you to say." Song Qingwen plucked the salty pig's hand off his face in dissatisfaction, and walked forward arrogantly. Liang Sheng stood where he was, looking at his shy back with a helpless smile. Grieving little goblin.