Huayu: Don't force me to be a master

Chapter 112 Embrace

In the days that followed, Qian Lang stayed at the recording studio.

He recorded the music with the band, and he lived and ate with them.

He also wants to teach Liu Yifei to sing.

It's fortunate that the song "Blue and White Porcelain" can be sung by both male and female voices.

Jay Chou's singing is very flavorful, and Liu Yifei's is not bad either.

Liu Yifei is also constantly growing.

I've memorized the lyrics.

We've started recording the song.

The custom-made blue and white porcelain cheongsam has arrived.

The oil-paper umbrella has arrived.

Her hair was tied up.

Both of them burst forth with unprecedented passion.

Liu Xiaoli was also busy with various tasks.

At that moment, no one was thinking about anything else.

They only had one thought left in their minds.

On September 12th—let's crush Jay Chou!

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Time flies.

Workers' Stadium, September 11.

At 3 p.m., Qian Lang led the mother and daughter into the venue.

The 45,000 seats were empty, with only the stage lights on.

Workers were setting up the equipment, and occasionally a few whistling sounds came from the speakers during testing.

"Hello, hello, guests, please report to the left."

A sound came from the loudspeaker.

The three of them walked to the left.

Soon, the three of them saw the star of the concert—Jay Chou.

He was wearing a baseball cap and a loose T-shirt, and was talking to the staff on site.

Liu Yifei immediately became a little nervous.

He subconsciously moved closer to Qian Lang.

"What are you afraid of?"

Qian Lang said something.

"Who's afraid?"

Liu Yifei said defiantly.

Liu Xiaoli sighed, feeling that her little darling was starting to let in the wind.

In the past, Liu Yifei would always lean towards her in this situation.

Over the past ten days or so, she watched helplessly as the two grew closer and closer, without interfering much.

However, Qian Lang's gaze towards her has become somewhat unfocused lately.

It made her laugh a little.

At this moment, Zhou Jielun also saw the three of them.

A hint of helplessness appeared on his face.

Today's concert was originally intended to be a one-man show for him.

Unexpectedly, someone was forced to come in.

no way.

The other party gave too much.

However, he had also paid attention to Liu Yifei. The girl's singing was so-so, but her appearance was quite good.

He's the flower, and she's the green leaf.

It doesn't matter.

Making money is nothing to be ashamed of.

He didn't greet the three of them, but went straight onto the stage and started rehearsing.

What he rehearsed was naturally just for stage effects.

He was performing with the dancers on stage, while Qian Lang and the other two watched from below.

"He dances really well!"

Liu Yifei said enviously.

"Fancy and overly complicated!"

Liu Xiaoli made a comment, her tone tinged with disdain.

Qian Lang smiled.

Indeed, Liu Xiaoli has the right to say that.

About an hour later, a staff member came over and told the three that Liu Yifei could go on stage in 20 minutes.

Liu Xiaoli quickly took Liu Yifei backstage.

Qian Lang was left watching from the audience alone.

A short while later, Jay Chou also left the stage.

He didn't greet Qian Lang.

However, I also sat in the audience and watched.

One person is in the east, and the other is in the west.

Time passed second by second.

Music started playing.

Liu Yifei's clear voice rang out.

"The sky is the color of rain after a storm, and I am waiting for you..."

The girl walked onto the stage in a blue and white porcelain-patterned cheongsam.

Qian Lang's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but say something.

"Got it!"

Zhou Jielun's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but curse.

"Damn it!"

The girl's singing continued.

Qian Lang's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

Zhou Jielun's eyes narrowed more and more.

He felt a bit of pressure.

This song?

He looked at Qian Lang.

He had heard of him, a rising songwriter from the mainland.

He produced all of Liu Yifei's songs.

Just this song!

At this moment, Qian Lang also looked at him.

A hint of mockery lingered in his eyes.

It's as if it's saying, "Kid, do you understand now?"

I'm here to cause trouble.

Jay Chou smiled.

His eyes suddenly gleamed.

That's so interesting.

I originally thought it was just a young girl who wanted to debut and was trying to ride on his popularity.

He stood up, walked towards Qian Lang, and stood in front of Qian Lang.

"Let's get to know each other, Jay Chou!"

He extended his hand.

"Money Wave!"

Hands clasped together.

Both of them blazed with fighting spirit!

Jay Chou didn't listen to Liu Yifei's song before heading straight backstage.

Qian Lang smiled as he watched his retreating figure.

He felt that he had played his own game brilliantly, using the other person's methods against them.

At this moment, Liu Yifei also came down from the stage.

Qian Lang stood up and went to meet him.

"You sang well."

Liu Yifei nodded without saying anything.

As she walked up to Liu Xiaoli, she suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at the empty stage behind her.

Forty-five thousand seats, a sea of ​​black.

Tomorrow, it will be packed with people.

Her hands began to tremble.

"Sissi? What's wrong?"

Liu Xiaoli sensed something was wrong.

Liu Yifei turned her head, her face a little pale.

"Mom... I'm a little... a little..."

Qian Lang also sensed something was wrong.

He quickly asked.

"Liu Yifei, haven't you ever performed on such a big stage before?"

Liu Yifei shook her head, a little nervous.

She was scared as soon as she was on stage.

The thought of tens of thousands of people watching her tomorrow made her very anxious.

She had performed on stage before, but there were only a few hundred people in the audience at most.

Tens of thousands of people?

Isn't this going to kill her?

"No, Liu Yifei, aren't you in the performing arts department? This is just a small matter..."

Qian Lang was still talking.

Liu Yifei had already hugged Liu Xiaoli.

Liu Xiaoli didn't know what to say, she just patted Liu Yifei's back to comfort her.

Qian Lang became extremely anxious.

He considered one possibility.

"Liu Yifei, you're not going to be too scared to go on stage tomorrow, are you?"

Liu Yifei didn't dare to look at him, but instead rested her head on Liu Xiaoli's shoulder.

It's dying.

Qian Lang was about to curse.

If Liu Yifei doesn't dare to go on stage, wouldn't everything be over?

Wouldn't his 1000 fate points be wasted?

No.

Liu Yifei must go on stage.

And they must perform normally.

He must encourage her.

He had to comfort her.

Qian Lang walked over.

"Sissi, don't be afraid!"

Qian Lang leaned closer from behind.

He reached out and hugged Liu Xiaoli from behind, across Liu Yifei.

"Sissi, I'm here for you!"

Qian Lang said.

What about Liu Yifei?

Is she still nervous?

She felt the waves of money clinging tightly to her back.

My mind went completely blank.

Then all the blood rushed to my head.

Her face turned bright red in an instant.

Her cheeks were red, her ears were red, and her neck was red.

If she hadn't been holding Liu Xiaoli, she would have fallen over by now.

As for being nervous?

She had completely forgotten about it.

Liu Xiaoli was still in a daze.

What did Qian Lang do?

Her face also started to turn red.

However, she was angry.

"Sissi, get away from me, I'm going to kill him."

Liu Yifei remained silent.

She had no strength.

Even money won't be spared.

To outsiders, it looked as if the three of them were excitedly embracing each other.

Not surprisingly.

That girl sang wonderfully; it's perfectly normal for them to hug.

Staff members were coming and going inside the stadium.

Nobody pays attention to them.