老攻身患绝症[穿书]

Chapter 25

During the styling, Xie Yang found that Hu Biao’s mood was a bit wrong. He avoided Xu Chenhao and the others, found Hu Biao and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Hu Biao had endured it but he couldn’t hold back anymore. “There are really more moths as the show begins. Some fans have been brainwashed by the marketing accounts and some Mo Bin fans lucky enough to get tickets are organization people to do a black out when you’re on the stage. 

A black out referred to turning off the lights of all the support items when someone was performing. Support lights represented support while a black out naturally represented resistance and disapproval. A black out was a cruel thing for any artist.”

“Why don’t we try to avoid having you come on the stage alone? During your solo in the evening, I will let Tong Jian go and act as a microphone stand for you. He is very popular in the group!”

Xie Yang didn’t care. “It’s fine. I just want to sing. It doesn’t matter if there is any lighting under the stage or if the audience welcomes me or not. Don’t trouble Tong Jian.”

Hu Biao tried to be persuaded with a few words but Xie Yang couldn’t be persuaded. This caused him to scold the marketing accounts and Mo Bin for a while before he stopped mentioning it. 

At 7 p.m., the backstage area of Dazhou Stadium.

Xie Yang leaned against the single person sofa with his eyes closed while Tong Jian was talking nervously next to him.

“Weibo actually gave us a live broadcast feature and the popularity of the live broadcast room has already exceeded 9 million… is our popularity so high? Are the outside seats full? Are there any large sections of empty seats?”

Hu Biao couldn’t bear it. He reached out to snatch the mobile phone from Tong Jian’s hand and said, “No more looking at your phone. The audience is full and you’re too nervous. Learn from Ke Lan and Xie Yang and adjust your state. The opening is a new song and you can’t drop the ball.”

Tong Jian took a deep breath to try and suppress his tension. However, it didn’t work and he couldn’t help running to see the situation of the front audience.

There was a crowd of people outside and a sea of rainbow lights shone.

“Sing the new song well.”

Tong Jian was startled and looked back. 

Ke Lan moved his eyes away from the audience, placed a hand on Tong Jian’s shoulder and patted him gently. “We have so many audience members for our performance because of all the heat that Xie Yang earned us during this time. People outside are waiting to see us as a joke. The sunspots, marketing accounts and even fans. They scolded Xie Yang for two months. He has clearly done nothing wrong but he was scolded.”

Tong Jian calmed down in an instant.

“Sing well.”

“Yes!” 

It was 7:20.

Qiu Xing, dressed in black as usual, entered the VIP area under the escort of Liu Sha, Wu Shui, He Jun and Zhou Miao. He took a seat in the center of the first row.

Qiu Xing stared at his position and then the unknown person sitting in the center with a hat and mask. His face darkened and he sneered, “The best position?” That liar Xie Yang.