After marrying the richest husband

The hustle and bustle of Dongcheng Stadium seemed to have quieted down instantly.

In an instant, it was like the cheers of fans, the flashing lights, and even the follow spot lights on the stage——

It was also impossible to divert even an iota of attention from Sang Qiao's gaze.

The originally dim auditorium seemed to be brightened again because of Fu Xingzhou's presence.

At least at the end of Sang Bridge's line of sight.

That person is so dazzling, yet gentle.

Four eyes facing each other.

Fu Xingzhou raised the corners of his lips slightly, and smiled at Sang Qiao.

The deafening music overwhelmed the screams of all the fans in the audience.

Many of the temporary teams led by Sang Qiao are trainees of Class A. Sang Qiao does not have an absolute advantage in either dancing or singing.

Although the formation stood on the farthest side, when the performance ended, Sang Qiao realized that even a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his palms.

This is something that has never happened before.

Sang Qiao never understood what it means to be nervous since he was a child, and he didn't know where he learned it. He even came to participate in the show at that time to get a few episodes of recording fees and get an extra overtime salary from the company.

Later, batches of trainees left the show, and Sang Qiao had already made plans.

after that.

There is Fu Xingzhou in my life.

Because Fu Xingzhou is here, I am always afraid that the performance will not be good.

Or want to be better, better.

Maybe if he is better, he can match Fu Xingzhou better.

This is the first stage of Sang Qiao's return after being ill during the recording of the program last time, and it is also the first time that most of his fans have met other than interacting with lucky fans last night.

Among the flickering light boards under the stage, the one with the word "bridge" on it occupies a large sea of ​​lights, which looks spectacular and gorgeous.

At the end of the performance, all the trainees in the group bowed to the auditorium, igniting a wave of boiling screams again.

The program is a live broadcast performance. In order to ensure the greatest degree of viewing, after each group of trainees perform, the votes of the audience on the spot and the live audience outside the venue will be added together, and the two groups that are more popular with the audience will be selected together. that set of combinations.

The second audience vote will be conducted from the winning combination, and the most popular trainee in the combination will be selected.

The lights on the left stage where Sangqiao's team was located dimmed, and another team of trainees went up from the bottom up using an elevator.

When another team of trainees is ready.

The lights on the stage where Sang Qiao was located were also completely extinguished, and the trainees in the team stood quietly in place, waiting for the other team to finish their performance.

However, Sangqiao has never had any special pursuit of winning or losing, and he has no great interest in watching how another team performs on the next stage.

The sound of music with a strong sense of rhythm exploded in Sangqiao's ears.

Sang Qiao stood on the already pitch-black stage, and persistently followed the faint lights on the other side of the stage to find Fu Xingzhou's figure in the rows in front of the auditorium.

On the eye-catching stage, the eyes of the audience are always chasing the place where the lights are on.

Although Sang Qiao has repeatedly done this kind of psychological construction for himself many times before.

But thinking that Fu Xingzhou might have to watch other people perform...

Ugh.

Sang Qiao felt that he was really a super bad person, his mind might be as big as a sesame seed.

The stage lighting chosen by another team that is performing is in a cool tone, and there is hardly much light that can stay in the auditorium.

It was always difficult to find someone in this situation, and Sang Qiao happened to be standing on the far right of the line, which was quite a distance from the middle of the auditorium where Fu Xingzhou was just now.

Sang Qiao was afraid of disrupting the formation of the team, so he had to lean forward slightly, and carefully looked at the vague chairs one by one in the middle of the first row with the dots of light.

Finally, he saw Fu Xingzhou again.

Fu Xingzhou seemed to be even less interested in another group of trainees performing on stage than Sang Qiao.

He lowered his head as if looking at his phone.

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao furtively withdrew his gaze, reached out and touched the corner of his mouth, feeling a little happy for some reason.

The other team gathered two trainees who fell out of class A before, and the captain successfully selected Jiang Tong to join the team.

After the last performance, Jiang Tong's ranking and support rate were only behind Sang Qiao, so when the lottery results came out, Sang Qiao once doubted whether there was something shady about the lottery.

But whether there is a shady scene or not is not so important at this time, anyway, it will happen sooner or later.

After the performance of the team on the next stage was over, the lights on the stage where Sangqiao was located were finally turned on again.

The moment the lights came on.

Sang Qiao glanced in the direction of Fu Xingzhou again.

Then he saw Fu Xingzhou looking at him, and raised his eyebrows slightly with a smile.

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao, who was caught, immediately looked away, looked around with his eyeballs guiltyly, and then began to look ahead with his eyes and nose carefully.

The performance is still hosted and hosted by the main creator Yi Chu.

After the performances of the two groups of teams, the audience inside and outside the venue will start to vote.

Sang Qiao found that Yi Chu, who had always talked a lot in the past, was surprisingly quick today, and couldn't help but wonder if it was because the host station was too close to the middle of the auditorium...

The stage lighting effect of Dongcheng Stadium has always been very good, and the program team deliberately started to arrange it a week in advance.

For the final voting results, a beam of light will be shot from the auditorium and the big screen on the Internet, directly lighting up the stage at the feet of the winning team.

Five seconds.

Four seconds.

……

one second.

The lights under the feet suddenly turned on, and the gorgeous follow-up lights hit every trainee on the side of Sangqiao, imprinting young and handsome faces one by one.

Yi Chu seized the opportunity and quickly stepped off the host stage, striding over to Sangqiao's side, and handed the other microphone to Sangqiao.

Yi Chu turned half of his body to the auditorium, gave Sang Qiao a wink that Sang Qiao didn't understand, and said loudly: "Congratulations on winning the highest approval rating for the time being, Sang Qiao, as the captain, what do you want to say?" Is it?"

Sang Qiao: "..."

Sang Qiao has a low level of education and is not good at acceptance speeches. The last time he gave an acceptance speech at a performance, it was thanks to Fu Xingzhou's drone that was too showy and helped him escape.

Sang Qiao took the microphone with great frustration, and said dryly: "Yes, happy, everyone has worked hard. Thank you, audience friends."

Yi Chu hadn't dared to see Fu Xingzhou for two consecutive weeks since he was cp with Sangqiao last time, and he was so frightened by Fu Xingzhou on the host stage that he almost forgot his words.

Now it's hard to catch a soft persimmon.

Yi Chu quickly rubbed his hands several times: "Although Sang Qiao didn't participate in the last performance, your turnout rate was the highest among all the trainees. Is there anything you want to say to the fans?"

Sang Qiao suddenly thought of the scene where the fans came to support last night, and sincerely smiled with some embarrassment: "It's so cold today, you are still willing to come and see me, thank you very much. Um... not just mine Fans, fans of other trainees and all the audience, we are very grateful. Thank you everyone."

Ever since the release of the interview video in which Sang Qiao participated in the program for the purpose of including food and lodging for the first time, he has always had a high degree of favorability among the audience.

Although he has a hot search and hot CP physique, black materials are also emerging in an endless stream.

But I don't know if it's because of Sang Qiao's unconventional uprightness... He didn't even accumulate much bad feeling.

Wait until the most popular trainee in the team is held again.

The spotlight hit Sangqiao's head again.

Until the end of the performances of all the teams, the program team counted the on-field and off-court support shooting rates of all the trainees on the spot——

Sangqiao actually ranked first again.

As the most discussed variety show growth talent show nowadays, Youstage will grab the hot searches of the night almost every time the performance ends.

It's just that unlike the previous two performances, once the ranking of the third performance was announced, it caused a lot of speculation and dissatisfaction.

the reason is simple.

Not only was Sang Qiao absent from the second performance, but in terms of hard skills, neither dancing nor singing skills can be considered the top level among all the trainees.

And just like that, he has repeatedly won the number one ranking.

What's more, this is already the penultimate performance before the end of the show.

According to the rules of the program, the trainee who ranks first in this performance will get the C position in the formation of the last performance.

Fans of other trainees think that Sang Qiao will only rely on selling miserable CP to attract people to set up a blog, and the embroidered pillow is a bag of grass. Maybe every time he ranks first is an internal operation.

Sang Qiao's fans counterattacked that the other trainees are not likable. It's no wonder that they can't shoot, shoot, or make statistics. Anyone who scolds us can scold us, but we can't.

all in all.

Less than two hours after the show ended.

The hot searches on Weibo and the official blog of the program group have spread all over many battlefields, large and small.

The masses of melon eaters, explosion-proof fans of artists who have debuted, fans of other trainees, fans of Sangqiao from all walks of life are fighting like a raging fire, and there is a stance that they will not stop fighting to the death.

This bald accident had to make the program staff extend their overtime hours.

The program Weibo operator touched his thinning hair in the studio, Ku Daqiu Shen reported the current situation, and waited for President Chiu's reply.

However, when it came to Sangqiao, the president did not dare to reply hastily, so he called Raven again.

Raven, who has already got off work, calmly told the program coordinator: "Don't worry, don't all the trainees have a day off tomorrow? Director Fu went to pick up Sang Qiao and go home. When Director Fu finished his work with Mr. Sang at night, he must be in a good mood. I'll get back to you in due course."

President Chiu: "???"

What are you busy with? ?

The president did not dare to ask, so he hung up the phone in a daze.

The flames of war on Weibo intensified.

And in the midst of this head-scratching war, an extremely uncoordinated speech suddenly appeared.

Miao Xiaoyu likes to eat charcoal: By the way, do you have any sisters to discuss with me about Fu's boss...

Miao Xiaoyu loves to eat charcoal: [Photo.jpg]

Probably due to the high weight of Weibo, this message occupied a relatively high position as soon as it was sent.

The comment area where they scolded each other for 1 floors in one minute froze for a moment.

Maybe because it was a candid shot, the angle of the photo was not good, and it was blurry because of the lighting problem.

But even so, it was still hard to look away from the person in that photo.

Handsome and indifferent.

The lines of his chiseled face outlined a curve that strangers should not enter, his lips were pursed, but his eyes were looking straight at the stage.

Miao Xiaoyu loves to eat charcoal: I went to see a performance with my best friend today, and my best friend's family got tickets for the second row, and I happened to be sitting behind this cool, cold, handsome and stylish brother.

Miao Xiaoyu loves to eat charcoal: There are other photos, a bit mushy, sisters just take a look at [Photo.jpg][Photo.jpg]

Miao Xiaoyu loves to eat charcoal: He came to order in a hurry, and he was accompanied by an assistant and a bodyguard. It seemed... When I sat down, I thought he was a celebrity!

Miao Xiaoyu loves to eat charcoal: Finally, the chief director came over with the coordinator, and called Fu Dong...

The comment area continued to be strangely silent, and even scolding each other for 1 floors in 3 minute turned into brushing the [-]st floor in [-] minutes.

Miao Xiaoyu likes to eat charcoal: I just want to ask if this is the Fu Dong who I know?Who told me before that he was an old man?

After a brief silence.

Finally, another message appeared in the comment area.

Mushrooms don't googoo: I don't know any Fu Dong from Fu's family, but this photo looks so good!I can! ! ! ! !

Big Beibei: My sister stays behind! !My sister is getting older! !Sister comes first! !

Drawing steamed buns with a brush: Even sisters can do it! !Then I can too! !

The battlefield where there was no gunpowder smoke suddenly changed its direction, and in a large field that was safe, a word came out again.

YIuna: Are there any Qiaoqiao CP fans in Daqun?Do you remember that there was a person in the group who vowed to kill Boss Fu x Qiaoqiao?

Don't croak:? ? ? md If this photo is really Fu Xingzhou, damn it, how much happiness I have missed!

almost the same time.

Sang Qiao and other trainees took the bus back to the recording and broadcasting building, and then went back to the dormitory to change out of the costumes. After chatting with his teammates for a while, he quickly packed his bag and slipped out of the program building.

The soft light of the street lamp spreads on the road.

Sang Qiao wrapped her heavy down jacket tightly, and was about to take out her mobile phone to make a call, when she saw a silver Mercedes-Benz parked by the road flashing its headlights.

Fu Xingzhou pushed the door open from the driver's seat and walked down, raised the corners of his lips to Sang Qiao who was standing under the street lamp: "Qiao Bao is very good today, let's go, let's go home."