After marrying the richest husband

Excluding the trainees who have been eliminated after the first two episodes, all the remaining trainees will be divided into eight groups in this performance.

Tickets for the performance have already been sold out on the official website.

This is not only the first public selection process for the program group, but also the first meeting between all the trainees and the audience and fans.

The Sports City in City S is located in the southwest of the city, with convenient transportation and not far from surrounding cities.

Since the first two episodes of yourstage were aired, the results were very good, and the fans who had just circled were full of enthusiasm.

The attendance of this performance alone reached nearly 10 people.

As the captain of the first performance team, Fang Yuzhou selected almost all his teammates from Class A, while Jiang Tong, who had the best dance foundation, was assigned to the C position.

Although the stadium allows the program group and trainees to arrive at the performance venue one day in advance.

But firstly, various facilities still need to be supplemented and built, and secondly, each of the eight groups has to share the rehearsal time equally.

At night, you have to go through the process as a whole.

In short, time can be said to be as hasty as it is.

Except for a good night's sleep after taking medicine on the first night, Sangqiao hardly found a chance to fall asleep again.

When it was the night before the performance, I simply sat upright on the bed until dawn.

After getting up the next day, Sang Qiao used a hot towel to compress her dark circles.

Luckily, Xindao was in a single room with a big bed, otherwise in the middle of the night, it would be a good idea to scare people to death.

Sangqiao's team was drawn by captain Fang Yuzhou when the order of the game was drawn, and he was so lucky that he got the last one to play.

However, even if he is the last player on the stage, it doesn't mean that Sang Qiao will be able to sleep for 2 more minutes.

They still have to go backstage to gather, put on makeup, and change clothes on time.

Then enter the backstage of the show booth.

Start your own show under the camera.

Sang Qiao: "..."

Ugh.

It's really hard to make money.

The trainees did not have their own full-time makeup artists, so the program team directly invited a makeup team to work together.

Sang Qiao happened to be the last one in this group of lounges.

The makeup artist who came to do his makeup was a very fashionable young lady, wearing a Cartier ring on her hand, a Givenchy brush set wrapped in a small Hermès waist, and a lv new season limited tote to pack other cosmetics from foundation to eye shadow .

The make-up artist took out a golden eyelash curler from her tote bag with flying fingers, and reached out to support Sangqiao's chin: "Come on, lift your head up, I'll give you two more curlers. "

Sang Qiao was dazzled by the rich and powerful in front of him: "Excuse me, can I ask a question?"

The young lady clipped the eyelash curler twice on the left and right, and threw the eyelash curler into the bag; "Say it."

Sang Qiao swallowed: "Is your eyelash curler real gold?"

Miss: "..."

The make-up artist looked down at Sang Qiao in disgust: "Of course not!"

Sang Qiao: "Oh."

The young lady took out a facial massager of the same color and luster: "Platinum gold-plated, how about it, I have vision, right?"

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao kept silent for a long time, but still couldn't help it, and said sincerely: "Well, is the makeup industry making so much money now? Do you think I have a future in the industry?"

Miss: "..."

The young lady's hand holding the brush trembled, and she walked over from the side of Sang Qiao's side in disbelief and stared at him.

Immediately there was a burst of barbell-like laughter: "Sang Qiao, is your name Sang Qiao? I saw this on your sign. Are all the trainees in your group as interesting as you?"

Sang Qiao sneezed, stimulated by the powder on the puff, and said seriously: "No, I am the most beautiful boy in our team."

The make-up artist sister finally leaned forward with difficulty and finished laughing. She changed to a nose shadow brush engraved with Hermès's private custom seal to highlight Sangqiao, and said by the way: "I let you down. It’s a property seller, and I had to come out to work because I didn’t want to inherit the family business.”

Sang Qiao: "..."

I am sorry.

excuse me.

Sang Qiao closed his mouth like a dead body.

The young lady quickly finished highlighting and eyeshadow for Sangqiao, and then took out a lipstick jar from the tote bag.

Turning the mouth of the jar upside down, he began to rummage through hundreds of lipsticks: "Don't you ask me why I want to be a makeup artist?"

Sang Qiao: I don't really want to ask.

The young lady found two colors from the lipstick mountain, stepped on the stiletto and turned around: "Quickly ask me, or I will paint you a death Barbie powder!"

Sang Qiao: "..."

What evil did he do to get such a makeup artist.

Sang Qiao asked bitterly in despair: "Why are you a makeup artist?"

The young lady nodded in satisfaction: "Gah, it's because I have too many bags. As a makeup artist, I can carry one by one, and I can also show limited editions for celebrities who want to buy but can't. It's so cool. "

Sang Qiao: "..."

Fine.

I don't deserve the happiness of you rich people.

The final step in styling is setting your makeup.

Sang Qiao has been tortured by the makeup artist sister like a little cabbage, his eyes are stiff and trembling.

The young lady gave Sangqiao a slap with makeup spray, and said casually, "By the way, can you sleep well at night? Your dark circles are heavier than a 60-year-old aunt."

Sang Qiao was dying in the make-up attack, and took a breath after a long while: "Maybe it's because of the bed, the past two days have not been very good."

The little sister put some loose powder on him, and added a few shadows down along the jaw line.

His eyes moved down a few inches along the shirt on Sang Qiao, and he said casually: "The other fans of the trainees want to be beaten from the neck to the inside of the clothes, and I will make some for you too?"

Sang Qiao was taken aback, and subconsciously shrank back: "No, no, I don't need it."

"Also."

The young lady helped Sang Qiao pull up the collar, "You are all worthless, forget it, let it be like this. I'm leaving."

The makeup artist casually pulled on her Hermes and LV, stepped on her high heels and walked to the door, turned her head, "By the way, my name is Yang Xiaocai, remember to ask me for makeup in the future!"

Sang Qiao: "..."

No, no, no.

Scary.

Sang Qiao tugged on his clothes again, fastened a button up, hurried out, walked around to the backstage, and entered the preparation room with other trainees.

From the preparation room, you can see the performances of all the front teams in real time, and there are more than a dozen cameras to record the expressions of the trainees in the preparation room at any time.

all in all.

It is to appear that I am super devoted, super excited, super happy for the other teams' performances, and at the same time worry about myself.

no problem.

Sang Xiaoqiao is super professional in doing this.

The performance starts at eight o'clock in the evening.

Sang Qiao and other teammates waited in the preparation room until almost ten o'clock, and finally heard the voice calling them out.

Compared with the silence in the audience during the rehearsal.

At this time, the thousands of light strips and the noisy calling in the audience area seemed to light up the whole night.

When I walked up to the stage at the very edge of the team.

Sang Qiao even, it seemed, vaguely heard a voice calling his name.

The extremely penetrating stage lights hit straight from the top of the head, and the imprint on the stage made of tempered glass made people feel like crying.

This is the first stage of Sangqiao.

Although it is not very conspicuous position.

Although, I couldn't see my name in the audience light belt area where dozens of trainees and fans competed.

But it's better than before.

better than a year ago.

better than five years ago.

Better than ten years ago.

It's good to be alive.

The show is over.

The direct light covered Sang Qiao's whole body with a thin layer of sweat. He stretched out his hand and wiped it slightly, then smiled and bowed to the audience along with other teammates.

Each team will have a routine speech after the performance.

As the main creator, Yi Chu happened to be the host of this performance.

soon.

Yi Chu came up from the seat beside the stage and handed the microphone to Fang Yuzhou.

Said a few words.

Yi Chu turned around again: "Sang Qiao, how do you think you performed today?"

Inexplicably being cueed, Fang Yuzhou put the microphone by Sang Qiao's mouth in time.

Sang Qiao reached out to answer the microphone.

Fang Yuzhou smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, I'll hold it for you."

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao couldn't compete with others on the stage for the microphone, so he could only say slowly, "Exercise...Anyway, I tried my best to bring out my level."

The audience suddenly burst into laughter.

Yi Chu also bent his mouth meaningfully, and his eyes stopped for a few seconds on Fang Yuzhou's hand holding the microphone for Sangqiao.

Continued: "To tell you the truth, before today's performance, a fan of Sangqiao contacted our program group, saying that he hoped to send a gift, and wish Sangqiao's first stage a smooth end."

Yi Chu paused, and expressed the audience's interest very expressively: "At first, the program team didn't agree, but later the program team confirmed that this gift would not have any impact on the program, and it can also be used as a gift to watch. The extra gift of the show is for everyone to enjoy together. So I agreed."

It is always very common for fans to give idol gifts.

But gifts that can shock the program group are definitely not common.

Yourstage has only been broadcast to the second episode, although some trainees already have a certain number of fans or support clubs before entering the show.

But the abilities of these fans are limited after all, and they are not enough to present gifts for their little idols in the recording of this kind of performance and live broadcast.

Gifts equal money after all.

Gifts on this occasion can amount to lots and lots of money.

Yi Chu teased for a long time, but he never explained what the gift was.

Fans in the audience began to speculate.

"Sang Qiao's fans? Does he have fans? He can't be the sponsor, right?"

"Wake up, sister, most of the funders have wives at home, so they just raise a thing outside, and will spend energy doing this kind of thing? Don't read too much cpy literature, okay?"

"If there is a financial backer, wouldn't you help him remove the black trending search two days ago? I guess he is a fan of local tyrants. If he doesn't mix in circles, he is stupid. He is the kind who has money and doesn't understand anything."

"However, Sangqiao's family seems to have a lot of rich local fans. When I first came in, I saw his fans sending out support items outside. The quality feels very good."

"Chuchu still hasn't said what the gift is, I'm so curious, I don't know how much this kind of gift is bought by the program group..."

"Not only money, but also contacts. His fans are really proud, and they are admiring!"

The atmosphere at the scene was ignited layer by layer.

Yi Chu snapped his fingers: "Okay, I heard everyone's voice! Now, audiences and fans, please stand up from your seats! Look to your left front——"

There is no ceiling over the city's main stadium.

Standing in the stadium and looking out, you can see the bright night sky of the galaxy.

And this moment.

In that night sky.

A firework more beautiful than the starry sky slowly bloomed in the quiet night.

Then there are two flowers.

Three flowers.

Countless flowers.

Countless countless flowers.

Colorful fireworks lit up half of the night sky in S city at eleven o'clock.

It also ignited the atmosphere of the audience.

Amidst the screams of the audience and fans.

Several drones passed quietly among the gorgeous fireworks.

Another few seconds passed.

In the center of the continuous fireworks, several clearly identifiable words were printed——

bridge bridge.

Always be healthy and happy.