Filling airborne [entertainment]

The members were temporarily called away by Shi Nan, just to inform them that they would participate in the 11th Culture and Art Awards.

Once a year, big-name stars gather. From the order of appearance to the position of the audience, it is a game that cannot be seen.

NebulaX had just debuted at this time last year, and no matter how much Ziwei Star fell from the sky, it still didn't reach the threshold of being invited.

So even though I walked through other red carpets at the end of the year after being popular in the second half of the year, this is the first time I participated in the Arts Awards in the first quarter.

There is no need to perform on stage for this attendance, but to walk the red carpet, sign autographs, and politely applaud as the audience.

Maybe you can take a crystal trophy back by the way.

Now and then, last year NebulaX did not receive an invitation, but this year they were given an excellent position in the first row, and they were given enough seats.

Popularity is the most important stepping stone that cannot be ignored.

The members had experience in this kind of activities, Shi Nan was mainly worried about Lin Xiangbei, worried that he would be under too much pressure.

At that time, the number of fans and passersby watching the live broadcast will be very large. Last year, the number of real-time viewers exceeded [-] million. As Lin Xiangbei's first public event, it is not a small challenge.

If he performs well, Lin Xiangbei's face will naturally attract attention when he appears in front of the camera. This wave of brushing his face can even establish a wave of impressions in the hearts of passers-by and accumulate the first batch of fans.

Once something goes wrong, the corpse will be whipped out repeatedly.

There are countless marketing accounts and entertainment journals that pay attention to the Culture and Art Awards, and they are all eagerly waiting to see if there is anything that can be used to diverge and dig.

If it goes well, Lin Xiangbei will have fans who start to pay attention to him.If he messes up, Shi Nan will be worried that his proportion of sunspots is too high, and it will be difficult to move forward in the future.

So participating in the grand prize is the icing on the cake for the other five members of NebulaX, and it is an extremely important turning point for Lin Xiangbei.

He must seize this opportunity.

Showing even a little bit of timidity in front of the camera will be particularly obvious.The reason why celebrities have a wall with Internet celebrities and ordinary people is that they have no fear when facing the camera.

"Probably that's it. Brother, let us tell you about the general points that need attention, so let's start with the signature."

In the dormitory, six people from NebulaX sat around the living room for a meeting.

Quan Zhe pointed out that the signature is the most important, because his signature is often dug up by fans and marketing accounts, and the comment area will never see "so handsome", but "hahahahaha".

Different from Quan Zheku's appearance, he writes with one stroke, round and neat, and looks like a primary school student no matter what.

Quan Zhe suffered a lot from it and practiced his signature every day.

This time, Quan Zhe intends to let fans who laughed at his elementary school fonts see the brand new Niu Yu Luzhe.

Holding the white question board seriously, he solemnly pulled off the oil-based pen cap, signaling Lin Xiangbei to pay attention: "Let's show the signatures one by one next."

Lin Xiangbei nodded, and watched carefully with his breath held.

Zhou Yubai sat on a corner of the sofa with his arms folded, closed his eyes and fell asleep, not wanting to see Quan Zhe ashamed.

I saw Quan Zhe adjusted his breathing, and his strokes were coherent and completed in one go.

Lin Xiangbei thought silently: It looks very powerful.

Quan Zhe, with a satisfied expression between his brows, showed the question board to his teammates, and summed up modestly with a paralyzed face: "If you want to ask the secret to such a great improvement, it is to practice more and work hard."

Sitting on the carpet, Bian Nanyi poked his head curiously: "..."

Wan Bai: "myeyes—"

Ji Xuxi: "Brother Zhe, I don't think I want to work hard anymore."

Lin Xiangbei quietly looked at the ceiling.

Quan Zhe: "?"

He finally realized that his own father's eyes were a little serious.

Quan Zhe, an inch-thrust, fell into autism and withdrew from the group chat.

Zhou Yubai took the question board and pen from him, took a few seconds to write his signature in the blank space, and handed it to Lin Xiangbei: "Except for Quan Zhe's, you can refer to it."

"Brother, don't think I can't memorize classical Chinese for a long time. My handwriting is quite good, and I can get extra points for rolling the noodles." Bian Nanyi hugged his knees and swayed back and forth: "Brother Yubai's signature is recognized by fans as the best. Look, he has a foundation in art and is good at sketching, so the signature design also has a personal taste."

Really nice.

Concise and smooth, with a comfortable structure and no pauses in the strokes, it can reflect the self-confidence of the signer, showing chicness everywhere.

In comparison, Wan Bai's signature is quite satisfactory, not torn or ugly, but there is nothing memorable about it.

Bian Nanyi's handwriting is indeed not ugly, but it looks a bit four-dimensional, and it is accompanied by a stick figure drawn in a powerful and unconstrained style. The smiling face has the brilliance of the original deity.

The five people stared at Lin Xiangbei together, and Bian Nanyi handed the oil-based pen to him as if passing a sacred torch: "It's your turn."

Lin Xiangbei was stared at by a circle of teammates, he pursed his lips and said: "...Okay."

There was a little space for him on the question board.

He pondered for a while, and signed his name quickly without hesitating for too long.

Handwriting can sometimes reflect a person's characteristics.

In Lin Xiangbei's handwriting, each stroke appears very crisp when it is broken, and it will not be disconnected, and there is a relationship between each other.

The brush strokes are obvious, but there is a bit of sharp and decisive taste.

In Lin Xiangbei's 19 years of life, he has never hesitated in every decision he has made since he can remember, his thinking has always been rational, and he has never regretted it.

Only when people who are important to him are involved, there will be a little more hesitation that cannot be avoided.

Lin Xiangbei has a gentle side, but never weak.

Zhou Yubai only looked down for a while: "There is no need to change it."

What he said was decisive, but it proved his affirmation and appreciation for Lin Xiangbei's signature.

Quan Zhe, who was shutting himself up, was a little surprised when he heard the words, and couldn't help but leaned over and took a look: "..."

Quan Zhe's grief and indignation: this, no, fair, fair.

Lin Xiangbei saw the lovelessness under his iceberg face, thought for a while and said, "Do you need me to design your signature for you?"

Quan Zhe: Who can give me a chance to travel back to a few minutes ago and kill me, a shameful cub.

However, at the next moment, he sat down next to Lin Xiangbei and nodded solemnly: "Thank you."

Bian Nan opened his eyes wide: "...I said before that I would help you design a signature, why did you refuse?"

Quan Zhe raised his hand to press Bian Nanyi's head and pushed back: "Go away."

Bian Nanyi: "Garbage Quan Zhe, I'm angry!!!"

Quan Zhe was unmoved: "Oh."

Bian Nanyi: "..."

You don't respond like this, I feel very embarrassed.

And when Lin Xiangbei had already helped Quan Zhe design almost, Zhou Yubai slowly raised his eyes and frowned: "Don't quarrel."

Everyone: "...?"

Lin Xiangbei glanced at him speechlessly.

Variety shows do not deceive me.

Zhou Yubai is really poisonous.

While Quan Zhe was practicing signing, he clicked on the WeChat interface and changed Zhou Yubai's remarks from "obsessive-compulsive disorder" to "signal delay".

The members told Lin Xiangbei some precautions one after another, and he wrote them down one by one. It was not as stressful as Shi Nan imagined.

Maybe it's because I don't have much sense of what's to come.

Before going upstairs to rest, Wan Bai patted Lin Xiangbei on the shoulder encouragingly, and sighed: "When I first debuted, I didn't know where to put my hands and feet in front of the camera. The first time I appeared in front of the public, it was the big award on the red carpet. Dozens of people from Yuji will frantically take pictures in front of you, so be mentally prepared. Don’t be nervous, remember to try not to blink when the time comes, otherwise you will leave black historical photos, and no matter how long it has been in the past, people will spread them.”

Lin Xiangbei imagined the scene and nodded.

On the eve before attending the event, everyone rested very early to recharge their batteries for the next day.

Not every room has its own bathroom, and the shared bathroom is being used. Lin Xiangbei leans against the wall of the corridor on the second floor, talking on the phone with Yu Niannian.

In the past few days, the occasional voice is at night. In order not to disturb his teammates, Lin Xiangbei will wear a Bluetooth headset.

The earphones are hidden in the short hair, so you can't see clearly if you don't pay attention.

Apart from simply asking about Niannian's recent physical condition, Lin Xiangbei listened quietly most of the time, listening to Yu Niannian rambling about which level he passed today's puzzle, and there was a younger brother in clinic, mother Brought her favorite tomato soup today.

After listening to her sharing a day's life, she only occasionally opened her mouth to chat a few more words.

When Zhou Yubai walked up the stairs, he saw Lin Xiangbei leaning against the wall opposite his room, and said in a low voice, "Did you sleep well yesterday?"

There was a child on the other end of the phone, Lin Xiangbei's tone was more patient than usual, his voice was low and gentle.

It's just that Zhou Yubai doesn't know.

He subconsciously confirmed that there seemed to be only the two of them in the corridor now.

So he mistakenly thought that Lin Xiangbei was talking to him.

Zhou Yubai didn't understand why Lin Xiangbei was so gentle all of a sudden, he paused, looked at him hesitantly, and answered.

He said in a deep voice, "Yes."

Lin Xiangbei looked up: "...?"

There was an eerie silence in the air.

In the next second, Zhou Yubai saw Lin Xiangbei raised his hand inquiringly, and took off the earphones.

Zhou Yubai's gaze stayed on the Bluetooth headset in Lin Xiangbei's hand for a moment, as if he realized something.

After an unknown amount of time, he moved a little stiffly, feeling a blood flow retrograde, which almost broke his language system.

Zhou Yubai has never been so embarrassed in his life.

He met Lin Xiangbei's eyes, looking at Lin Xiangbei's puzzled eyes, which gradually changed to dazed.

Before Lin Xiangbei was about to speak, Zhou Yubai twitched the corner of his mouth, turned around and opened the door of the room, which closed with a bang.

The two live next door.

Big misunderstanding.

Lin Xiangbei blinked slowly, and listened to Yu Niannian's curious question from the earphone: "Brother, what's the matter?"

He didn't know how to answer for a moment.

So he just said, "Nothing."

Lin Xiangbei smiled unconsciously, recalling Zhou Yubai's expression just now.

Across the wall, Zhou Yu stood firmly in the room, exhaling expressionlessly.

He found a bottle of melatonin from the drawer, paused for a while, and poured another one.

Go to sleep.

No more embarrassment when you sleep.

Half an hour later, Zhou Yubai coldly opened his eyes while maintaining a peaceful lying posture like a robot.

Lin Xiangbei's voice echoed in his mind, unable to get rid of it.

[Did you sleep well yesterday? ]

Zhou Yubai raised his arms in front of his eyes: "..."

Let the world be destroyed.

That way you don't have to welcome tomorrow.