heart [entertainment circle]

Gu Ming felt bad all of a sudden.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Zhou Yu standing behind him dressed in black and wearing a very generous hat.

The only disguise is to put on a very flamboyant fake beard for himself.

"Be nervous, sir." Gu Mingte wanted to pull the man's beard off.

Zhou Yu didn't say a word, just looked at him with a smile on his face, and wanted to reach out and touch him again.

"Go back," Gu Ming avoided, not letting him touch it, "I'll wait for you when it's over, Sister Ou said you will explain to me."

"Gu Gu," Zhou Yu took a step back and waved at him, "I'm leaving."

Gu Ming frowned, feeling that Zhou Yu seemed a little strange, the preface of the conversation didn't match the postscript.

But there are too many people here, Gu Ming was afraid that he would be exposed if he stayed too long, so he could only say: "Well, let's go."

Zhou Yu turned around and left.

His black body was low-key enough, and within a few seconds he slipped into the crowd and couldn't be found.

Gu Ming stood there for a while, and then slowly walked back to He Zhao and the others. The concert was about to start officially, and Zhou Yu didn't know if it would be too late.

About ten minutes later, the lights on the top were turned off, and before the vision got used to it, the screams had already filled the arena.

"It's started, it's started!" He Zhao waved his stick and jumped horizontally, "Zhou Yu! Zhou Yu! Zhou Yu! Zhou Yu!"

When he jumped in front of Gu Ming, Gu Ming pushed him to the side with one hand.

The blue light passed over the heads of the dark people, and they all looked around, and slowly heard the sound of the piano playing.

It's "Pink Sun", and it's this one when it first came up.

Everyone in the front row shouted loudly, Gu Ming deserves to live by the big screen here, and it took a while to see Zhou Yu sitting in front of the piano.

"Today is a warm concert, the opening is not burning at all." Someone from Shiguang interjected.

From this position, Gu Ming could barely see the piano on the stage, and Zhou Yu was a little light man.

Indeed, as the opening of the concert, it is indeed too bland and gentle.

However, the moment Zhou Yu opened his mouth, the shock surged into his chest like a warm current, and the hall suddenly became quiet for several degrees.

"I'll go, open your mouth and kneel." He Zhao sighed.

The only accompaniment was the piano played by Zhou Yu, the sound of the piano was very smooth, and Zhou Yu sang very gently.

The voice is clean and slightly hoarse, like someone leaning against the bed and telling you a story.

Looking at the big screen, Gu Ming could feel his heart beating steadily and powerfully, like a beat.

All the senses seemed to be weakened, and only the ears could still hear the sound. Zhou Yu played the last note, and the scream broke out.

Not to mention the fans in the front row, even the one who picked up the light stood up and shouted crazy.

After Zhou Yu played the piano and sang three songs, his body was almost covered in cold sweat.

He only said a few words in his opening remarks, but fortunately, the reaction seemed to be quite enthusiastic.

Zhou Yu went down to change into a second set of clothes, and Ou Xiao stood waiting for him in the aisle, with anger and worry on his face.

"You... can do it?" Ou Xiao frowned, "It's okay, finish singing what needs to be sung, and finish what needs to be said."

Zhou Yu just nodded, he could hardly hear what Ou Xiao was saying.

This state will occasionally appear on weekdays, but it is the first time to encounter a concert.

He couldn't hear the accompaniment, and all he could hear was his own distorted singing and heavy breathing. If he was unlucky, he would have to stay in this state for two hours.

After Zhou Yu changed his clothes, he came out to see what Ou Xiao had said, but he didn't respond.

The next few songs were fast songs, and when the atmosphere became lively, no one could hear anything unusual about Zhou Yu's singing.

Zhou Yu walked according to the position of the rehearsal, but was particularly afraid of walking in the direction of Gu Mingzai.

Gu Ming's ears are so good, he might have heard it from the very beginning.

Zhou Yu continued by relying entirely on his willpower. The people near the stage were all surging, like waves, which made people dazzled.

Halfway through the fourth song, a girl in the front row was squeezed by the crowd and fell to the ground.

Zhou Yu was already nervous, but now he was taken aback. As soon as he stopped to call for someone, a new situation occurred at the scene.

The girl was quickly pulled up by the security guards. Zhou Yu clearly stopped singing, but the singing continued.

There was an instant commotion underneath, Zhou Yu saw the girl being pulled up smiling at him, his mind went blank immediately after realizing it.

Damn it was fixed.

He clearly told Ou Xiao that the last concert had to be performed even if the car was overturned.

The music is still going on, just now he was completely relying on himself to count the beats to sing, and now he doesn't know where it is playing.

Zhou Yu beckoned to the host, who probably understood and stopped the music.

He looked down, said nothing, and bowed deeply.

"False singing!"

"False singing at the concert, it's too careless!"

"Are you kidding me? Spending money to listen to lip-syncing? Get your money back!"

Gu Ming frowned, the rhythmic negative voice appeared too fast, it looked like it was arranged in advance.

"Damn it, what is this about?" He Zhao yelled, "Why did Zhou Yu lip-sync, what a loss for the concert!"

"Don't shout, you are the loudest." Gu Ming was very annoyed.

He Zhao shut up, and just picked up the whole thing and fell silent.The entire venue is full of shouts and discussions, and it is estimated that the arrangement has been made online.

Zhou Yu did mention lip-syncing before, but he always had a particularly unhappy face. Gu Ming didn't believe that Zhou Yu would voluntarily lip-sync at the concert.

After about 10 minutes, the lights on the scene were adjusted again, and a white-painted wooden chair appeared on the stage.

Zhou Yu held a guitar in his hand, and was wearing a white t-shirt and black pants. He walked to the stand microphone and stood still.

Looking at it from a distance, Gu Ming felt that his palms were sweating.

"I'm sorry, due to some personal reasons, the unpleasant situation just happened." Zhou Yu bowed again, "This is the last song. According to international practice, I will sing "Like"."

"What is the reason for personal reasons! You should explain clearly!" Someone shouted from the bottom.

Gu Ming recognized this voice, it was the one who rhythmically shouted for money back just now, his voice was louder than He Zhao's.

However, there have been a lot fewer follow-up troubles, mainly due to the people from the organizers controlling the field.

Zhou Yu adjusted the height of the microphone, sat down on the chair with the guitar in his arms, and looked down silently.

It is really impossible to see where Gu Ming is.

"This song was sung by someone I really like." Zhou Yu didn't rush to start, "I've been singing for many years, and I finally met him. He's the same as I thought at first, very hardworking and persistent. , very ferocious, very dragging...even cute."

The big screen happened to show a close-up of Zhou Yu's face, and Gu Ming saw him smiling at him.

"Maybe in the future, there will be no chance to sing this song for a long time." Zhou Yu said, taking a pick and gently sweeping the empty strings, "This song is for you, and also for my favorite person listen."

When the prelude to "Like" sounded, Gu Ming was a little stunned, his mind seemed to be covered by a veil.

This time, the amount of information was a bit large. He listened to Zhou Yu's singing, and gradually he could hear a little bit of himself from the singing.

Maybe it had always been there before, he just didn't notice it.

Seven years ago, he participated in "Meet a Good Voice" and sang "Like".

Gu Ming's heart beat fast, and Zhou Yu's rascal words in the past seemed to pour into his ears sentence by sentence.

Zhou Yu sang with a particularly gentle voice as he did at the beginning, and he was serious about every sentence.

"Like, walking a long way, looking back and seeing you."

The author has something to say: Happy 520, I love you all

I originally wanted to write about sugar, but I went to QAQ for a make-up class today

I will continue to be a liver tonight!

In order to compensate everyone, there are red envelope ducks for this chapter and the next chapter