"The flowers bloom in spring, the wind in autumn, and the setting sun in winter."
"When I was a melancholic youth, I once thought this ignorantly."
Fang Jing was about to go up the elevator when a burst of singing suddenly came from the top of the stage, singing the story of time. His voice sounded a bit like Huang Xiaoming's, but there was another man who was also singing the chorus, and he didn't recognize it.
"What's going on?" Fang Jing was confused. No one told him that Huang Xiaoming was coming! And he didn't know how many songs they would sing, which completely messed up his arrangements.
He turned around and trotted backstage in a hurry to ask what was going on.
Yang Ning was sitting and resting. Next to her was makeup artist Bai Luomei. The two of them didn't know what they were talking about.
"Sister Ning, why are Huang Xiaoming here too?"
"What? Huang Xiaoming? You didn't invite him."
"How could you not know? There are people singing on the stage right now, including Deng Chao."
In the past few minutes, he had asked the front desk staff clearly. Huang Xiaoming and Deng Chao were singing on the stage. He thought Yang Ning knew.
"You go downstairs and wait. I'll ask the director. If I don't come back after they finish singing, you can go on first."
"But what should I sing?" Fang Jing was on the verge of tears, "This is their song that I want to sing, and now there is no more song."
This was the last song in his arrangement. After singing this song, it was almost time to chat with the fans and express his gratitude.
Now that Huang Xiaoming and Deng Chao have suddenly stopped me, I have no choice but to sing what I sang before.
"You can sing whatever you want. If it doesn't work, you can tell a bad joke. Anyway, the time is almost up. It will take about ten minutes to finish." After saying that, without waiting for Fang Jing to answer, Yang Ning quickly walked to the singing director's room.
"The distant journey, yesterday's dream and the distant laughter"
"How far have we traveled before we met again?"
"I am no longer the familiar person I used to be, but I still have the old fever dreams."
"It's not the familiar you from the past who still has the same smile."
…
There was no other way, so Fang Jing could only go to the elevator and watch. The song was about to be finished in two minutes. Assistant Wu Jiajia ran over and said, "It's clear, they just decided to come an hour ago."
"The director said they wanted to give you a surprise, so they didn't say it out loud."
"I'm so shocked, sir!" Fang Jing rarely swore, "Isn't he obviously trying to trick me?"
If a mysterious guest is coming, even if it is a surprise, he will tell the manager that they can arrange the time easily, otherwise he will keep everything in the dark and what will happen if he makes a mistake in singing?
"I remember this old thing. I'm going to go on stage first. I'm afraid the places reserved in the hotel are not enough. You can call and add a few more."
"Okay, I know."
As soon as Huang Xiaoming and Deng Chao finished singing, Fang Jing came up. Regardless of whether they were familiar with each other, they gave each of them a hug after meeting.
He and Huang Xiaoming had a good relationship. This was the first time they met Deng Chao, but the enthusiasm still had to be there. Everyone who came was a guest.
"Bah! You have so many backup singers for a concert, what's the point of showing off?" a man wearing a mask said sourly in the audience.
Some time ago, a good brother of their group also held a concert. There were 8,000 people in the venue. In the end, less than one-third came. They were afraid that it would be bad news, so the organizers put light sticks on the seats to pretend there were many people.
Look.
Watching Fang Jing chatting and laughing with the guests on the stage, the more he watched, the more sad he became. Huang Xiaoming, Deng Chao, Tang Yan, Huang Lei, Huang Bo, Luo Zhixiang, Sun Honglei, how many first-line stars are there?
Let's go back and have a show with labor and management, and call everyone we know!
"Thank you, Brother Xiao Ming, Brother Chao, see you later." After sending the two off the stage, Fang Jing glanced at the audience, and his assistant Wu Jiajia shouted loudly for six minutes, which he could only hear because he was close.
There are still six minutes left. It won't take that long just to keep talking. It seems that we have to sing a song.
"Thank you, band teacher, for your hard work tonight! You guys have a rest first, and then I will sing a cappella for everyone." When the band members on one side were at a loss, Fang Jing spoke up.
Their task tonight was to accompany them according to the arranged song list. Now that they have completed it, they really don't know what to do.
"The weather is so nice today!" Fang Jing sighed, making the whole audience burst into laughter.
"The concert will end in five or six minutes, and there is still one song to be sung, but as everyone can see, there is no more song! The band teacher and I told them to go down and rest."
Hahahahaha! The man wearing a mask almost didn't laugh out loud. I asked you to pretend to be a bum and invited so many supporting singers. Now we don't have any songs. Let's see what you do.
Wu Fan was in a good mood for a while. He would also have a concert in the near future. This time he came to learn some experience in advance and to see Fang Jing's stage skills and singing skills. Unexpectedly, he really had something to gain.
Generally speaking, this situation does not happen. How long a song lasts and how long a singer speaks on stage are all rehearsed many times in advance, and the error is only a few minutes.
Now that the time is almost up, Fang Jing still has one song that he hasn't had time to sing. It's obvious that someone has robbed him of it.
The previous supporting singers all came on stage in an orderly manner, and it was definitely not their fault. The only two people who suddenly appeared were Huang Xiaoming.
If this song was sung by Fang Jing, it would be appropriate. After singing and saying a few words, you can leave, and the time is about the same.
"Originally, I thought I could just chat and pass the time, but everyone is here to listen to the music, not to listen to my chat."
Fang Jing continued: "And I did say during the previous promotion that I would sing all the songs. I had no choice but to sing new songs. I didn't have time to record the background music. Please forgive me."
"The song "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky" is for you! It's perfect for the occasion, the sky is full of stars now."
"Can you hear the brightest star in the night sky clearly?"
"The loneliness and sighing in the heart of those who look up"
"Can you remember the brightest star in the night sky?"
"The figure who once walked with me and disappeared in the wind"
Fang Jing was singing a cappella at the concert. Fortunately, there was no accompaniment and the fans at the scene were all listening quietly.
There were no subtitles, and there were too many people to worry about not being able to hear clearly. Wu Fan could only close his eyes and listen carefully. As soon as Fang Jing opened his mouth, he knew that this was another good song, and it would be the main song of the album.
evildoer!
Wu Fan cursed in his heart. Wu Fan was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe. Why are all these good songs concentrated on Fang Jing? It would be great if he also had a few songs.
Damn it! Could it be the legendary son of the plane?
"I pray to have a transparent heart"
“And eyes that shed tears.”
"Give me the courage to believe again"
"Beyond the lies to embrace you"
"Whenever I can't find the meaning of existence"
"Whenever I'm lost in the night"
"The brightest star in the night sky"
"Please light my way forward."
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"Hey! Sister Xiaojing, you can also sing this song? Aren't you talking about a new song? It seems like my brother is lying." Seeing Yan Jing singing almost simultaneously with Fang Jing, Fang Hui was indignant.
"That's not right! I know all of my brother's songs, but I have never heard of this one. How did you know about it?"
Yan Jing chuckled, "He sang it to me when I was in junior high school, and then I memorized it."
"hiss!"
There is a story! Fang Hui feels that the fire of gossip is burning brightly. Fang Jing is okay. He dared to fall in love early in junior high school.
"Sister Xiaojing, I heard from Brother Jinpeng that my brother secretly went to sleep at your house in the middle of the night?"
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Yan Jing blushed to the roots of her ears and hurriedly explained in a low voice, "Your brother is working late and can't get into school because of his part-time job. I took him in normally, and we don't share a bed."
Fang Hui was enlightened and nodded repeatedly, as if he had experienced it before, "I understand!"
"What do you know?" Seeing her look like this, Yan Jing was so angry that she pinched her waist.