Five minutes before the start of the mixing party.

After Miana again confirmed that there was no omission, she went straight to Yang Weier, the host of the singer-song party: "Miss Yang, I'll bother you this time."

"Miss Mi, you are so flirtatious. This is what I should do." Yang Wei'er smiled sweetly. She is pure and sweet. She can now be said to be the youngest and most beautiful female host on the entire Yangcheng TV station. Because she had dreamed of entering the music industry before she entered the behind-the-scenes after she failed, but she still hosted entertainment programs. She has hosted occasions like the singer club many times.

"This is the first time Mengmeng has walked on the front desk. I'm afraid that there will be some loopholes. After all, this time the singer's party is also broadcast live on the official website, so I'm also asked Ms. Yang to take care of Mengmeng more during the singer's party and try not to make big jokes." Miana said sincerely.

"Miss Mi, don't worry, I will pay attention to this." Yang Wei'er nodded seriously. This is not the first time Miana has told her like this, so she knows very well what Miana is worried about now, but she thinks Miana is too nervous and smiles: "Miss Mi, actually, I personally think your worries are unnecessary, so there is no need to worry about it."

"Oh?" Miana was stunned and looked at Yang Weier in confusion.

"Haha." Yang Wei'er chuckled, "We have seen Meng Feifei's status now. I believe Miss Mi, you must also know why she is so popular with fans. The most important point is of course because Meng Feifei's singing is sweet and moving, which makes people feel good, but there is another important point. What fans like is her honesty and naturalness towards the fans, without any artificiality. At least among the singers or celebrities I have come into contact with, Miss Meng Feifei is the most simple and kind one. I think this is the main reason why fans love her so much. Miss Mi, do you think I'm right?"

"I understand what Miss Yang means, but..." Miana nodded, but was a little confused and did not fully understand what Yang Weier said.

"So I think your worries are completely redundant. Since fans like Meng Feifei's honesty and naturalness, why should we help her make up for it? Instead, I think if Meng Feifei makes some minor mistakes at the singer's club, it will be better. In this way, I think fans will not only not find it funny, but will like her more and think she is real." Yang Weier expressed her opinion, which is also the most real thought in her heart.

"You're right..." Miana's eyes lit up, but then Ku smiled and shook his head: "Although that's the case, if things don't develop like this, wouldn't it be..." Miana didn't finish speaking, but the meaning was already very obvious. This is the normal theory, but if the situation is not like this, then there will be big trouble.

"Of course, I just expressed my personal opinion, and everything must be done according to your wishes by Miss Mi. If you feel it is necessary to avoid mistakes on the spot, I believe that I will try my best to protect Miss Meng Feifei's every move on the spot, and there will be no mistakes." Yang Wei'er smiled relaxedly, and she still has some confidence in controlling the atmosphere on the scene and grasping the progress rhythm.

Mina did not speak immediately, but lowered her head and frowned and thought for a while before saying, "Ms. Yang, what you said just now is right. Since fans like Mengmeng's truth and honesty, we should not deliberately disguise it. It is a good thing to make a small mistake occasionally. However, during the on-site process, Miss Yang should try to take care of Mengmeng as much as possible. Small mistakes are OK, but there must be no big mistakes."

"I naturally know this, Miss Mi can rest assured." Yang Wei'er smiled confidently, with two deep dimples appearing on her face.

"The singer-song party is about to begin, I won't disturb Miss Yang." Miana chuckled again and nodded, turned around and walked into the backstage monitoring team. She was still a little worried that she would see the live broadcast as soon as possible. If any accidents really occur, it can be compensated in time...

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"Dad, look, it's time to start."

Chen Qingqing suddenly grabbed Duan Fei's arm excitedly and screamed. At the same time, the lights at the entire singer's club suddenly dimmed, and only large shaking heads, countless glow sticks and posters flashing with fluorescent colors...

"Ding Dong..."

A pleasant sound of water drops suddenly sounded, and in an instant, the noisy singers' meeting quieted down, and there was no sound again.

Even the glow sticks shaking in the hands of countless fans stopped shaking at this moment.

It seemed as if there was a magical magic that fixed the entire venue in this moment.

Duan Fei, who was leaning against the sofa, opened his eyes strangely. He clearly felt all the changes around him, and a hint of incredible flashed in his eyes. He did not expect that Meng Feifei would have such great magic power.

And at this moment, light appeared on the small stage that was originally pitch black, but it was not the light, but pictures condensed by modern illusion technology...

Old pictures overlap and exchange, like phantoms of the world.

Duan Fei was also shocked by the gorgeous and illusory scene in front of him. He thought that Meng Feifei's singers would really be willing to spend a lot of money. How much does it cost to make these lights and shadows alone?

The most common photo frame in these pictures is a photo frame with old photos, which appeared in front of everyone at different angles and forms countless times, but the photos in the photo frame only have a blurry back and cannot be seen clearly at all...

A girl, almost obsessed, but her eyes were confused and looked at this photo countless times, as if she was drunk...

On the way here, I had already heard Chen Qingqing chatter and introduce many inside stories of Meng Feifei's singles. Duan Fei looked at this illusory picture and couldn't help but admire the beauty of the production. The dreamy colors and mood alone gave people a sense of urgency to watch it...

"How many times did your back appear in front of me? I silently recalled the lingering memories, and a faint silk thread in my memory connected you and me..."

An elegant female voice filled with dreams suddenly rang out in the audience, with a slight hoarseness, but even sweeter, but when you hear it carefully, you feel an indescribable confusion and sorrow...

brush--

The already silent venue became even quieter in an instant, and you could clearly hear a needle drop.

Nearly two thousand pairs of eyes were staring at a hazy figure gradually walking on the stage that became dreamy...

"It's really interesting." Duan Fei, who was leaning against the sofa, also squinted his eyes and looked at the graceful figure who walked out of the dream scene on the stage. He had to admire the producer's good intentions. Just this simple opening made people completely addicted to it. Even Duan Fei felt that he was attracted by the figure who came out.

When the figure that seemed to come out of the illusion gradually became clear and revealed its true face, the whole scene instantly boiled...

"Meng Feifei, I love you..."

"Meng Feifei..."

The nearly crazy shouting came from behind like a tide, and Duan Fei's head buzzed. Only then did he know what the appeal of the emperor superstar was.

Too crazy.

Even Chen Qingqing beside her had already stood up at this time, clenched her fists hard, her excited face turned red, and her mouth was almost trembling: "Meng Feifei, it's really Meng Feifei..."

Duan Fei really wanted to knock Chen Qingqing out with a slap. You are attending Meng Feifei's singer-songwriter. Isn't it true Meng Feifei or a dummy?

Duan Fei, who had just been attracted by Meng Feifei, immediately lost interest again and hurried in the corner of the sofa again, closed his eyes to rest because he saw two cameras swaying from his eyes, not knowing whether he had been photographed...

"Hello everyone, I am Meng Feifei. I am really excited today. There will be so many fans to attend my singer-song party. Today, it is the first time I officially face to face with so many fans..." Meng Feifei, who appeared in the first year of junior high school, made a move to silence. After quieting the scene, he said in a sweet voice...

"Wow—"

"Meng Feifei, I love you..."

Duan Fei covered his ears with both hands. He had no idea what Meng Feifei said. Anyway, the screams that had just fallen suddenly rushed up, which made his ears numb, including the screams of Chen Qingqing beside him...

Duan Fei really regretted that he accompanied Chen Qingqing here to attend a singer's party. Damn, if he had known that he wouldn't come to kill him in such a mess, but now it's too late to regret it.

The shouts of Madara's waves disappeared again, turning into the dreamy singing...

However, Duan Fei had completely lost the interest of continuing to watch and listening. Finally, he simply stuffed his ears with two butts, hid in the corner of the small box and started dozing. Now he finally became quiet.

"Dad, look, the person in that photo looks like you?" Just as Duan Fei was so irritable that he was finally a little drowsy and was pushed deeply, his body staggered and almost fell off the sofa.

"What's like me?" Duan Fei opened his eyes in wonder, but saw that the stage was no longer dreamy, but became brighter. Two delicate beauties sat facing each other on the sofa, as if they were joking and waving something softly, and kept waving their hands at the singer's club. Duan Fei, who had seen many beauties, didn't look carefully at it carefully, just glanced casually and didn't know which one was Meng Feifei and which one was the host. He followed Chen Qingqing's little hand and was stunned...

On the background of the small stage is a dreamy picture, on which a beautiful woman like an elf is looking at a photo frame hanging on the mottled wall in a confused look...

It was a back view, and because it was a little dreamy and blurred after visual processing, it was very blurry to put it bluntly, and you could only see a hazy back view in the photo.

Duan Fei suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the blurry photo of his back with a strange look. Although he couldn't see clearly, he did see his own shadow blurryly, and his heart suddenly felt speechless. He had heard Chen Qingqing tell him that Meng Feifei had a photo of a man he loved deeply in the two singles MVs...

Is that the photo this one?

At the same time, Xie Mengmeng, three hot beauties in the No. 9 box, were also staring at the photos on the background screen, looking confused. For some reason, this back photo made the three little girls feel familiar, as if they had seen it somewhere...
Chapter completed!