The past is gone and it will never come back again
Red fallen leaves are buried in the dust
The beginning and the end are always the same
You are floating in the sky beyond the white clouds
The sea of suffering stirs up love and hate
It's hard to escape fate in this world
Blind date is inaccessible
Or I should believe it's fate...
There was no greeting at the beginning. After taking the stage, it was the classic "The Love of a Lifetime". Qin Xiaobao walked from the left to the right. The expressions of the audience were clearly visible. Some put their fists on their chins with their hands, and some held up light sticks and shook them.
Body, some eyes were staring at me...
During the interlude, a young lady came onto the stage holding flowers, causing waves of cheers.
The last time I sang in front of so many people was last year. Before I went on stage, I was very nervous. I kept taking deep breaths and trying to slow down my heart.
However, if it doesn't have much effect, I won't force it anymore and sing for the fans with that excitement.
I have sung "The Love of My Life" hundreds of times and it is still the love of my life.
After singing the song, there were applause, cheers, and screams,
Qin Xiaobao stood on the edge of the stage, spreading his arms and raising his head with a look of enjoyment on his face.
When the voice became quieter, he flicked it a few times with his palms, and all the fans who saw it were laughing.
"Guangzhou friends, how are you?"
"good!!!"
A staff member moved a chair and Qin Xiaobao sat on it, not that he was tired.
Chatting with fellow singers takes up a lot of time. Sitting down can help both parties relax, communicate in a relatively comfortable environment, and the mood will be happier.
"Are they all here to see my concert?"
"Yes!" As if to prove it, everyone raised their support cards.
"That's good," Qin Xiaobao rocked the chair from side to side: "Actually, I thought about the choice of the opening song for a long time. Singing Cantonese songs in front of Cantonese people makes me a little nervous. What if I get laughed at because I'm not standard?
.”
"Very standard!" someone shouted.
"Yeah," Qin Xiaobao was happy and looked at the young lady: "Who are you?"
“From Fujian!”
"Ouch!" Qin Xiaobao laughed: "You, a Fujianese, don't seem to be able to evaluate Cantonese. Oh, that's not right!!!"
He changed into a nervous expression.
"Little sister, you from Fujian actually dare to go to Guangdong... You have a safe mind."
Hahahahaha, the whole audience was laughing, and many fans cooperated and cast malicious glances.
There are also upright people shouting: "We don't eat Fujian people."
"Why?"
"Stop doing."
Qin Xiaobao was amused by everyone: "You can still quit. It's okay. By the way, I want to remind you, look at the cushion under your buttocks."
Someone lifted it up.
"Yes, this is it. Don't forget to take it away when the meeting is over. This is a gift for you." Qin Xiaobao took one from the audience in the front row with some pride and showed it in his hand: "I know Guangdong
It's not cold yet, but it should be ready to use in a month. The pattern on it was hand-painted by me."
"oh..."
Qin Xiaobao put on an expression that was about to praise me again.
"Come on, raise your hand and let me see the gift you just gave to my manager." He changed the subject.
After a while, more than a dozen people raised their hands.
"Very good, Xiaoming, Xiaoming, I'll write down the names of those who didn't give gifts later," Qin Xiaobao shouted a few times: "Put them on the blacklist."
"Xu..."
"I'm not doing cross talk in a club, why are there still people booing me?"
Qin Xiaobao smiled.
"Just kidding, when the staff contacted you, they told you not to bring gifts.
This is sincere, I said it specifically, and I'm not being polite.
I should be richer than you. If you like me, buy my records and movie tickets, you will be satisfied. There is no need to bring special gifts.
Let's make an agreement and just come empty-handed from now on, okay?"
"good!"
Qin Xiaobao is not innocent, he received quite a lot of gifts last year.
Some are functional, and some are just decorations. The room is so big that they can't fit in them at all.
It's not appropriate to give it away, and it would be a headache to deal with it if you keep it.
So I started not to accept anything from fans very early on. If I could, it was only for food, and I declined anything else.
Just like that, after talking for a while, Qin Xiaobao turned his head, and someone on the side of the stage held a sign to remind him that he was about to sing the next song.
"Uh..." The audience booed again.
"What are you doing? Can't you even sing?" Qin Xiaobao sat down again.
"no."
"But today is a small concert, and I have been preparing for it." He felt a little aggrieved: "Do you want to chat?"
"yes!"
"Willful, okay." Qin Xiaobao thought for a while and simply sat cross-legged on the stage: "You guys think of a topic."
Hahahaha, there was laughter again.
The distance is close, and there is no need to hold a microphone. You can hear each other's words.
"Why doesn't Brother Xiaobao release a new song?" A female fan was the first to ask.
"New songs are coming out. The Pagan song by Return Expedition, the three new songs by Phoenix Legend, and Wang Bingbing's single were not all written by me, but I just didn't sing them." Qin Xiaobao looked at her: "
But I know what you mean. A new album will definitely be released, but it will have to wait a little longer. It’s not that easy to write more than a dozen songs."
Qin Xiaobao is not the Holy Mother, and she does not have so many high requirements, including lying.
In the entertainment industry, tell the truth 100%, don't be ridiculous.
But the premise is that as long as it doesn't hurt others, some white lies are still needed.
"Director Qin, when will the new work be released?"
"Why do I feel like I'm at a press conference," Qin Xiaobao joked: "No surprise, it will be next year. It's hard to say when. Everyone should be following my Weibo. If there is any news, it will be announced there."
"Brother Xiaobao, is college life interesting?"
"I think you must be a college student, do you think it's interesting?"
"fine."
"I think it's pretty good too. Thank you to the Shanghai Academy of Drama for giving me this opportunity." Qin Xiaobao suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "I've been absent from class again these days. In order to sing for you, the professor also assigned extra homework.
You don’t know, I have to do my homework in the hotel at night.”
Fans are cute. If they like you, they will smile and cheer no matter what you do.
Most of the time, you can meet celebrities at a certain distance. It is a rare opportunity to sit down and chat face to face.
So much so that Qin Xiaobao only sang one song half an hour into the concert.
He couldn't help but have the illusion of whether it was a symposium or a concert.
However, the atmosphere was very lively, everyone laughed at everything he said, and there was no silence.
Five minutes before the end, I calculated that the fifteen songs I had prepared were not used up, and there was no one left.
Finally, after Qin Xiaobao took a group photo with all the fans who came, the first concert came to an end.
Backstage, the makeup artist sent flowers, and other staff applauded and gathered around to congratulate him.
"I always feel weird!" Qin Xiaobao held flowers: "Is this really a concert?"
"Of course, Director Qin, you have created a completely unique style."
"I think the fans who come this time should feel so happy to participate. No one else can communicate with their idols for such a long time."
"Yeah, participating in a talk show is probably about the same."
"That makes sense." Qin Xiaobao bowed slightly to all the staff in front of him: "Thank you for coming back. Please keep up your efforts and let's complete the remaining work together."