On the stage, Ma Tianyu sang his famous song and walked around the stage from time to time, looking for the camera and the best place to stand. Behind him were the backup dancers.
Mao Fangyuan rehearsed very quickly. After all, he was not a newcomer and he knew the lyrics by heart. This trip was just to get familiar with the stage and get used to the sound and camera teacher.
As for dancing, you don't need them at all. Just arrange the route so that you don't bump into each other when the time comes.
The two of them spent more than 20 minutes together, and soon it was Fang Jing's turn. At this time, Lu Yan and Wu Fan's "meeting" had not yet arrived.
After handing the USB flash drive prepared in advance to the staff, Fang Jing put on the headset and prepared to go on stage. This was his first time on such a big stage. If he was not familiar with the walking route, it would be embarrassing if the camera could not capture his face.
When it was broadcast live, the audience only saw the back of the head, and Fang Jing even wanted to die.
"Fang Jing, when you go up, go to the far left. I've marked abcd on the ground. You have to stay in each area for a minute and don't go wrong." Yao Guangxing reminded in the headset.
"Thank you, Director Yao!"
"etc!"
Before Fang Jing went up, two young men with pierced ears and blond hair ran over panting. Behind them were five or six assistants and seven or eight bodyguards, as well as several women with hot bodies and blond hair.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, there was a traffic jam on the road. I'm late. I'm sorry!" Lu Yan clasped his hands together and kept apologizing.
Wu Fan hurriedly asked: "Who is here now? Can we go up?"
Fang Jing said nothing. Yao Guangxing must have seen the scene on the computer screen.
"Wait a moment and let them come to me. I'll give you a reply in five minutes." A deep voice came from the headset.
Fang Jing pointed to the backstage, "Director Yao lets you go over there."
"Um!"
Yao Guangxing was very efficient and gave the reply within three minutes, asking him to let the two of them rehearse first.
Frowning his brows, Fang Jing sat back in the audience. The director had said so, what else could he do? He could only pray to these two people to hurry up.
There was a rehearsal at the stall at 5:10, so he had to go at least ten minutes in advance. Excluding the 30-minute drive, he had to leave at 4:30 at the latest, and there were still 40 minutes left.
"Don't worry, they shouldn't take long." Shen Hao comforted.
"Hopefully!"
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The lights are in place, the sound is in place, let's start.
When Wu Fan sang an English song, in addition to the backup dancers arranged by the organizer, he also brought a backup dancer himself, the blond woman Fang Jing saw.
With the violent music, the fiery dance, and the enchanting figure, it must be said that Bangziguo is very good at mobilizing the aura.
Wu Fan's own backup dancer is not a vase. As soon as the music starts, the gorgeous dance immediately attracts a lot of attention. Even if Fang Jing doesn't know how to dance, he thinks this woman dances very well.
There is no harm without comparison, especially with the background of the dancers, it is even more obvious that the woman's dancing skills are extraordinary, and she cannot reach this level without more than ten years of hard training.
After four minutes of dancing and singing, Wu Fan was just panting slightly, took the assistant's water, took a sip and continued practicing.
The more than 40 artists in the audience looked at him a little differently. It was not easy to sing under such a big movement.
Generally speaking, those who can sing can't dance, and those who can dance can't sing. This requires a lot of physical strength and breath singing skills, at least Fang Jing couldn't do it himself.
After the second time, Wu Fan mainly gave instructions to the backup dancers, teaching them how to keep up with the rhythm, and changed a few moves by the way.
For someone like him who practices dance eight hours a day and has been to hundreds of big stages, it is more than enough to guide them.
Wu Fan was having a good time, but Fang Jing's face turned dark when he sat down. There was only so little time, and there were three people waiting in line in forty minutes. If it was not possible, he could only go to a stall.
Twenty minutes later, Wu Fan finally came down under Shen Hao's repeated calls. He sat like a pincushion and was even more nervous than Fang Jing.
Who made the two of them partners? If Fang Jing didn't leave, he wouldn't be able to sing and run alone.
"Didn't I tell you to hurry up? Why did it take so long? Is there anyone else behind me?" Lu Yan, who had been prepared for a long time, quickly went on stage and quickly spoke to Wu Fan midway.
In terms of stage experience, they are infinitely better than the live Huanrui artists. In Bangzi Country, this is their profession and this is what they do.
Wu Fan had to rehearse for twenty minutes just to sing a random song. He wouldn't believe it if he didn't intentionally beat him to death.
"I know it well!" Wu Fan's eyes flashed slightly, and he nodded with a smile.
They really didn't mean to be late today. They encountered a traffic jam as soon as they got off the plane and rushed here without going to the hotel.
Originally, the rehearsal wouldn't last so long, but he saw Fang Jing's fishy eyes as soon as he came. Thinking of the recent incident where Lu Yan was scolded by the opponent's fans online, he cruelly delayed it for an extra seven or eight minutes.
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"Fang Jing, why are you still here?"
Huang Xiaoming is going to Yanjing to attend the premiere of the movie Partners tomorrow. He had originally scheduled a rehearsal tomorrow and had to come over early.
In order to make peace with him, Han Hong and his girlfriend Yang Ying followed him.
Feeling someone tapping his shoulder, Fang Jing turned around, stood up when he saw a few people, and said with a smile: "Brother Xiao Ming, Teacher Han Hong, Sister Ying!"
The person who just spoke and patted the shoulder was Huang Xiaoming.
"Shouldn't you go to a food stall at this time?"
"There's still a while." Fang Jing smiled bitterly, pointed to the stage and said, "I'm next."
"Hello, Teacher Han Hong!"
"Brother Xiao Ming!"
"Teacher Han Hong!"
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When other people saw the visitor, they ran over to say hello. There were more than 40 artists and a dozen who were qualified to say hello at close range. The others stood up and gathered around outside.
Most of the people present here are Huanrui World artists. Except for a few second-tier artists, the others are all little-known. Han Hong doesn't have the time to talk to each of them and let them do their own thing after saying a few words.
Pulling up a chair and sitting down, Huang Xiaoming asked: "Who is on the stage?"
"Hello, Brother Xiao Ming, I am Wu Fan, and this is my brother Lu Yan on the stage. This is our first meeting. Please take good care of me in the future."
Wu Fan, who was not far away, didn't wait for Fang Jing to speak, and stepped forward to answer quickly. There were so many people just now that he didn't have time to say hello.
"Hello hello!"
Huang Xiaoming showed a CEO smile and responded perfunctorily because he didn't know him at all.
On the other hand, Yang Ying was very happy and took the initiative to chat and say hello. She was both a popular figure in the entertainment industry, so she obviously knew about Wu Fan and their group.
Lu Yan on the stage was called down by the director before he finished singing a song and asked him to make way for Han Hong and others.
Yao Guangxing received a call from Han Hong's agent ten minutes ago, saying that they would come over. He originally thought that Wu Fan would be faster and Lu Yan would be able to rehearse twice, but who knew that Wu Fan would do this?
Yao Guangxing was happy to watch the show. He didn't remind them and just let them do whatever they wanted. He was called down just two minutes after he came up.
"Sister Hong, Xiao Ming, if you are in a hurry, go ahead!"
"It's not too late, let Fang Jing come on!"
Huang Xiaoming was reasonable and left the opportunity to Fang Jing. He did catch the flight, but it was not less than ten or twenty minutes.