Hidden Assassin: Volume 4, Youth at the Time, Section 163, Behind the Stage
Move that table outside and send the props for the next show...Hurry up, haven't you finished it? Come on for me..."
The four people walked into the backstage, and when they saw Yahan, she was busy directing the preparations for the next performance. With long wavy hair, under the old-fashioned eyes with wide sides, his gaze is calm and majestic, his fingers neatly sorted out a bunch of fake flowers, although they were put on the table, they turned their heads and looked soft. , Gave a few people a slightly easy look.
After that, several people ran up to her with the performance book, blocking the line of sight.
Dongfang Wan led the three people to the side of the stage. There was a singing and dancing scene outside. Looking out from here, the formation of thousands of people in the auditorium was immersed in darkness, it looked a little scary, and took a deep breath. , Squeezed Shasha's palm tightly. Jiaming turned his eyes a few times and said with a smile: "Small scenes, no problem."
"It’s okay. The changing room is over there. Come with me." Leading the three of them back, Dongfang Wan muttered softly, "The Jingjing performance is in the fifteenth scene, behind They have all been pushed in sequence. I knew that you didn’t plan to perform in a conceptual form. You should print Lingjing’s name on the program list so that Tan Suyan and others would not question it like that, but Tan Suyan... cut... "
"Sorry, we also made a temporary decision..." Lingjing smiled apologetically, but Dongfang Wan shook her head: "I'm talking about the one who always likes making tricks... Lingjing, you are fine. , I’m not talking about you...” She looked at Jia Ming intentionally or unintentionally, but after all, she didn’t dare to be too aggressive. In her heart, Jia Ming had a weird temper. She was also a little worried that Jia Ming would just throw six hundred dollars. Pulling Lingjing and ran away.
Rolling his eyes, Jia Ming stroked his nose.
By this time, Yahan had already settled other trivial matters and walked towards the four of them. Dongfang Wan and Lingjing shouted in unison: "Mr. Zhang." Yahan's face was slightly softer and asked: "Are you all ready?"
"Well, now Lingjing will go in and change clothes. I'll take the tape to the sound engineer." Dongfang Wan nodded, and Lingjing reached into the big plastic bag and took out an audio tape: "Well, this It's the accompaniment...eh?" Looking at the surface of the tape, he was slightly startled.
"What's wrong?"
"This...seems to be wrong..." Ling Jingwei said hesitantly, "Where did you get Shasha?"
"On the desk, you listened to the music last night, and then sang along for a while before you fell asleep. Didn't you take out the tape and put it on the table?" Shasha said, "Isn't it...no?"
Lingjing frowned in distress: "No... Both are new tapes. This one is the accompaniment of another song. Although it looks the same on the surface, there is a line on one tape. Mark, look, here... my one is actually still in the recorder..."
"Ah..." After hearing her say this, all of them were shocked. Shasha looked at the watch on her wrist and was about to rush out: "I'll get it, the bike is outside." Jia Ming hurriedly pulled Live with her: "No, time is a little too late, I'll go." Sacred Heart Academy occupies a large area. When you leave the school gate from here, then turn home, it will take a long time to come back. Jia Ming considers using Ya Han's car went back, but Dongfang Wan was present at the moment, so naturally he couldn't say clearly, he just gestured to Yahan with his eyes.
"Well, that... I'll go. Anyway, I have a car and I've been to where you live. Just give me the keys." Yahan nodded and said softly when he walked to Jia Ming's side, "Ling Jing was a little nervous yesterday, and now there is a little accident, you and Shasha are the best to accompany her." I don't know if it might be wrong, Jia Ming curled his lips and handed him the key.
"It's in the tape recorder on the desk. It's the same as this tape."
"OK, rest assured." Yahan shook the key in his hand, smiled faintly, and disappeared among the group of students preparing to perform.
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After Yahan left, Lingjing changed her clothes.
The fake two-piece black and white dress with a hem down to the knee, a pure black short-sleeved dress with white edges, is put on the white long-sleeved shirt on the inner layer, the neckline is slightly open, and a pair of black sunglasses with a large frame is hung. Appropriately embellished for the full color, under the skirt are pink lotus-like calves, white socks and sneakers. This is the style that Jia Ming designed for her. In this era, it not only looks refreshing and fashionable, but it is also a new trend that has never been seen among students. With Lingjing, it is fresh and mixed with a mature and independent temperament. Coming out of the room, it almost attracted everyone's attention.
Notice the gazes of everyone, Lingjing's expression was a bit cramped, and after a sigh of relief, he sat down in front of an empty dressing table, Jia Ming once again **** the fluffy ponytail for Lingjing and did a simple trimming. , And then put on a light makeup. During this period, Dongfang Wan and the other stylists who were doing makeup for the rest of the performers were stunned, because it seemed that Jia Ming's movements were much more proficient than them.
Time gradually passed, batches of performances
I came back again later. After putting on makeup, Jia Ming and the three people looked for a break on the side of the stage and talked about messy things. Although Ling Jing was nervous, after all, he was not a rookie who had never seen a big scene at all. Stage fright and other psychology really appeared. During this period, I occasionally saw someone pointing and pointing, Tan Suyan and others talking.
"Will it be because the lead dancer was removed and came to make trouble..."
"Still dressed up like a decent..."
"Because she has a relationship with Dongfang Wan..."
"I never put them in my eyes..."
"Do you dare to have an opinion on Dongfang Road, Dongfang Wan, can you still have an opinion on Dongfang Family......"
"What's the matter if you have comments..."
At the end of the twelfth performance, Yahan just walked in from the outside. I don’t know why, but her expression and words gave people a depressed feeling. She glanced over the three of Jiaming with complicated eyes, and she passed the tape. Come here: "Go to the sound control side to try it out and see if it's this tape... I took it out of the tape recorder..."
After she finished talking here, Dongfang Wan had already brought a small tape recorder next to her. After listening to the beginning, she was sure that it was the song to be sung this time. Jiaming secretly noticed that Yahan seemed to be in a low mood, standing beside her, her white fingers clenched into a fist, letting go, clenching, and then letting go, as if she had something to say, but finally walked slowly to the side. . At this time, as people whispered, Fang Yusi entered the backstage accompanied by his agent and several school teachers.
The scene that followed was naturally a bit chaotic. Although the school had strictly prohibited people from harassing Fang Yusi, asking questions, asking for autographs, etc., even if they didn't touch them, these performers were a bit crowded. He came over to say hello to Yahan, and also said a few words to Lingjing affectionately. Fang Yusi thanked Jiaming with his eyes and movements, and then entered the small room on the side. During this period, Xu Mo squeezed out the crowd and walked to Yahan, his eyes a little serious. Jia Ming could vaguely hear the conversation between the two.
"When I came here just now, I saw that your car seemed...was it injured?"
"It's okay." Yahan smiled.
"What happened? You used to drive carefully."
"It's nothing, just a small accident..."
"You are not in a good mood..."
"I said it was all right...Thank you, Teacher Xu..."
Xu Mo has been entangled with Yahan for a long time, and has not given up his heart until now, but from now on, it seems that he is not responsible for Yahan's depression. Jia Ming guessed the reason in his mind. Not long after, the actor in the fourteenth scene came on stage. As one of the presenters, Dong Danwen came down from the stage and talked with Jia Ming and others, naturally in order to thank Jia Ming for writing songs for herself. On the other hand, Tan Suyan and the performers of the fifteenth dance came over here. This is a large-scale song and dance. Tan Suyan has a good personal relationship with the lead dancer.
"Get out, get out, here is the place to prepare for the next performance, don't block people..."
"But, I am..."
"Let's watch the show down..."
For a moment, Lingjing sighed, and withdrew a few steps from Jiaming, Sha Sha, and Dong Danwen. As an announcer, Dongfang Wan greeted her early in the change of performance, but she didn't do it at this time. It was revealed that Tan Suyan and her were rivals in love. She was used to the point of a needle to the wheat mang at school, so she was naturally happy to watch the show at this time.
A few minutes later, when the fourteenth performance was over, Dongfang Wan ran over to Lingjing with a microphone. Seeing Tan Suyan and others waiting there, she said, "Well... your performance is pushed back a bit. There will be a special performance soon... well, it was actually a special performance..."
"What did you say..." Tan Suyan didn't have time to attack~IndoMTL.com~ On the stage, Dong Danwen's sweet and generous words have been passed over.
"Okay, what's next is a special program we prepared for everyone. Originally, we invited the popular concept band in Jianghai City to appear on the show. However, due to the band’s temporary incident, they appointed a singer Also, Ye Lingjing from the first grade of high school will perform on her behalf...Maybe you are not very clear about this band, because they were established at the beginning of this year and do not release albums, just write songs for others, according to some senior music People say that any of their songs has the power to make a singer famous. Of course, it’s just verbal. It’s up to you to judge whether it sounds good or not... Okay, next, Ye Lingjing... …"
"...Spinning wood!"
There was applause, the backs of the three people's hands were folded together, and they shouted to cheer, Lingjing took a deep breath, raised his head, and walked out toward the stage.
Qing Ling's music slowly sounded, Yahan walked behind Jia Ming and patted him on the shoulder, still clenching his left hand into a fist.
Xu Mo looked at from a distance, his eyes a little deep.
"Jia Ming, I...I have something to tell you, can I..."