First Love Performance Art [Entertainment]

Song Jianchu's academic performance was indeed not bad.

But it took him nearly five seconds to understand this sentence.

There were five seconds left for Song Jianchu to think about.

His idol is a noble music artist, except that he usually likes to drink some wine, he should not touch the fireworks of the world.

He must have misunderstood.

Song Jianchu: "You... agree?"

Mu Ye looked at him with a sense of reproach: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"........."

Song Jianchu never took the last two words he heard that night seriously.

"The content of the job is easy, and the daily salary is sky-high." The man's expression had already begun to relax, and he poured himself a cup of tea: "Such a good job is hard to find."

Mu Ye smiled at him: "I would also like to thank Lord Jinzhu for giving me this opportunity."

Song Jianchu looked suspiciously at the person in front of him from head to toe.

His gaze finally fixed on the cup in Mu Ye's hand.

Song Jianchu frowned: "Have you been drinking?"

Mu Ye was stunned for a moment, lowered his head to check his clothes, and said amusedly, "Why are you asking me that? I look like a drunkard today?"

Song Jianchu's eyes became complicated, and he confirmed it again: "Are you really willing?"

Mu Ye put down his teacup and asked solemnly: "When will you start working? Do you need to sign a labor contract?"

Song Jianchu: "..."

The accident came too suddenly.

Song Jianchu was a little confused, and couldn't think beyond the reality to answer the process for a while.

A knock on the door broke the silence.

"Excuse me, Mr. Song Jianchu, congratulations, you have become this year's Weibo celebrity of the year!"

The staff member came in and said to the two of them: "The award ceremony is about to start in 10 minutes. If you have a good rest, please move with me."

Mu Ye stood up, regained his seriousness, smiled gently and said, "Congratulations."

"...Thank you." Song Jianchu came back to his senses and stood up slowly.

Not sure how it got back to the seating area.

Mu Ye was going backstage as the award presenter, so he didn't come back with him.

The smile of the hostess on the stage became meaningful: "Next, we invite a special award presenter—Mu Ye, to come on stage and announce to us the winners of the Weibo celebrity of the year!"

The stage lights were dazzling, and the man's handsome facial features were illuminated more clearly. The hearts of the girls in the audience burst out instantly, and the screams almost toppled the roof.

Mu Ye came onto the stage with a card, and after standing still, he smiled towards a certain direction off the stage.

The screaming went up another notch.

Looking at the people on the stage, Song Jianchu's eyes flickered slightly, and he squeezed his fingers calmly.

"This year's Weibo celebrity of the year - Song Jianchu, congratulations."

with no doubt.

The applause sounded in unison.

The event was carried out in an orderly manner until the last link. The director was about to get off work when the scene suddenly got out of control.

Celebrities and big Vs are all waiting.

Anyway, there are too many people talking and you can't tell who is shouting, don't be afraid of being revenged by the big devil, the audience started to take advantage of the chaos.

Song Jianchu was about to stand up when suddenly a voice came from behind——

"Don't play with your phone!!!"

"Come on! What are you doing in a daze!"

"The third generation has accumulated virtue and Europe once, so don't seize the opportunity!"

Eyelids twitched, Song Jianchu slowly gritted his teeth.

He sat with a dark face for a few more seconds.

The director also watched the music, and had great ambitions to change careers in variety shows, so he personally directed on the spot: "Change the award music."

The awards music at the scene suddenly changed, and the grand and joyful BGM "AnotherDayOfSun" sounded

With a subtle comedic vibe, it's very fitting.

Everyone suddenly hahaha.

Bright spotlights shone on the boy in C in the first row like a rush.

Song Jianchu sat with a sullen face for another two seconds, stood up abruptly amidst the booing of the audience, and walked onto the stage expressionlessly.

Mu Ye handed him the trophy and congratulated him again: "Congratulations."

Song Jianchu received the trophy: "Thank you."

Seeing this scene with no passion at all, the audience shouted loudly——

"Don't pretend! Talk to the male god more!!"

"Idiot! You can hug!! Everyone else hugs when they receive the award!"

"Come on! A man with reasonable motives won't beat you up!"

"Don't regret it, fool!!"

Song Jianchu gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

Why on earth did he come to be tortured by these people? ? ?

The hostess waited for a while, and seeing that Song Jianchu hadn't delivered his acceptance speech, she smiled and reminded, "Brother Demon King, are you too nervous to meet the male god? Where's your acceptance speech?"

"Thank you organizer."

Derived hard and official.

The audience was quiet for a while to save face.

"...?"

The hostess froze for a moment: "No more?"

The audience started to be noisy again.

"Where's your male god?!"

"Such a good opportunity won't give you a good impression?!"

"Sorry don't cry!"

Unbearable, Song Jianchu's eyes were sharp, and he looked sideways at the person with the loudest voice, thinking that he must remember two faces.

The people around him suddenly chuckled.

The gloom in his eyes dissipated leisurely.

Song Jianchu closed his eyes wearily, just wanting to leave this unqualified occasion quickly.

There was just a slight movement of turning around.

The people around reminded in a low voice: "You can thank your fans."

Song Jianchu: "Thank you to my 5000 million fans. If it weren't for your love and support all the time, I wouldn't have achieved what I am today. Thank you to the senior celebrities. It is everyone's joint efforts to make vlog come into the public's field of vision, and for netizens It provides a richer and wonderful way to share a better life. Thanks to Weibo for providing us with an inclusive and open network sharing platform, I hope that we can make progress together with the platform in the future. In the future, I will continue to work hard to create better video content and bring it to everyone More happiness and positive energy."

The content of the acceptance speech is so normal that it seems to have been drafted.

It's just a fast and mechanical tone, like thanking the final sponsor list of a variety show.

The younger brother of the Demon King was suddenly so serious, everyone in the audience was stunned, and they were embarrassed to "bully" people anymore.

Finished speaking smoothly in one breath.

Song Jianchu turned and stepped off the stage with a sullen face.

Taking half a step, he gently snuggled into a natural and polite hug.

"Bang!!!"

The sky is filled with ribbons and gold stars scattered from overhead.

The joyful music doubled in volume, unable to overwhelm the deafening screams of the girls.

Everyone raised their phones neatly.

The hostess blushed inexplicably, clenched the microphone tightly, and said in an agitated tone: "Congratulations to Brother Demon King for his success in chasing stars!!"

"New year, may your life be as lucky as tonight!!!"

……

The noisy voice gradually faded away.

Song Jianchu's expression was slightly startled.

His chin rested lightly on his broad shoulders, and a man's deep and ambiguous voice sounded in his ears.

It made half of his face go numb.

"I hope that Lord Benefactor will implement my work as soon as possible."

"Wait for your news."

At the end of the event, under the night of the tropical atmosphere, the main road at the exit of the venue was crowded with nanny cars and luxury cars of various colors.

The temperature in Sanya was on the high side, Song Jianchu casually pushed up the broken hair on his forehead that blocked his eyes, with his suit jacket in his hand, he stood on the side of the road and lowered his hair to send a message.

A few beautiful female Internet celebrities next to me have been eager to try for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to go forward.

"Brother Demon King, can we take a photo with you?"

Song Jianchu stopped typing and looked up.

The boy's forehead hair was lifted up and down at will, and his clean facial features looked more handsome than in the video, and his expression was indifferent and difficult to approach.

The girl's heart pounded, and her voice became softer: "It's okay if it's inconvenient..."

"Ah."

The female Internet celebrities were pleasantly surprised to get a group photo and leave.

Song Jianchu bowed his head and continued to send messages to Yin Chi.

Yin Chi happened to come to Sanya for vacation, so he insisted on picking him up, saying that he would take him to play for a few days.

He was also tired and wanted to take a good rest before going back.

[See Chu Song: Has it arrived yet, where is anyone? 】

[See Chusong: I won’t come again. 】

【Yin Chi: Can't even see me? 】

【Yin Chi: Look up. 】

Song Jianchu raised his head.

On the spacious roadside planted with palm trees, a golden sports car stands out from the luxury cars all the way, full of swag, which blinds everyone's eyes.

The sports car dropped the hood, and the man in the floral shirt wearing sunglasses raised his hand: "Brother!"

People around looked at Song Jianchu naturally.

Song Jianchu didn't stop looking for a second, and turned around naturally to call the driver.

"brother!"

"Brother! Here!"

Seeing that his brother didn't seem to have good eyesight, Yin Chi clicked his tongue and pulled off his sunglasses: "Song Jianchu!"

People around: "..."

really.

Song Jianchu put down his phone expressionlessly, took out his sunglasses, put them on, and calmly got into the golden sports car.

"Can't you hear me calling you so loud?"

Yin Chi turned his head, and his brother was rarely "worried".

"drive."

Watching the live broadcast, he knew that this kid had just experienced the whole audience's kneading. Yin Chi held back his smile and didn't say any more congratulations to stimulate him: "I'm going to participate in the event as soon as I get off the plane. Are you tired? Put on your seat belt, brother will take you to celebrate!"

Song Jianchu put on his seat belt.

The golden sports car drove away in a cool way under the gaze of everyone "as expected".

Facing the warm night wind, Song Jianchu squinted his eyes and propped his head on the car window, and asked, "Is your artist shooting an MV in Sanya?"

"How do you know?" Yin Chi was stunned for a moment: "Who leaked the news? The debut album of the company's newcomers, this is an internal secret."

The boy's voice was lazy: "I thought you drove the prop car out of the MV set."

"."

"Damn, you've seen it all." Yin Chi played a song and said with a smile: "I'm not here to pick you up, I have to take care of your personality, otherwise your fans will find that you are different from the video in private. How can I fix you if you are disappointed."

Song Jianchu: "Then I thank them."

Yin Chi: "Hahaha."

Halfway along the beach at night, Yin Chi found that the silence of the people around him was abnormal.

Yin Chi glanced worriedly: "Uncomfortable?"

Song Jianchu rested his arms outside the car window, lazily looking at the rising tide of the night sea.

After a while, he said, "Brother."

"?"

Yin Chi was stunned for a few seconds before responding quickly: "Hey, brother is here."

Sad to say.

Over the years, Yin Chi called his brother tens of thousands of times, but it was the first time that his brother verbally responded to his brotherhood.

Yin Chi was inexplicably moved, and his tone was a little gentle: "What's wrong?"

"How do you support a celebrity?"

"Ah?" Yin Chi thought he had heard wrong.

The boy turned his head, his clean eyes sparkled a little under the constantly flashing street lights.

Before Yin Chi could see clearly the difference at that moment, the brothers quickly returned to their usual sloppy appearance.

Song Jianchu: "Dry goods, share."