"Let's give a round of applause to welcome Ren Jiao to bring her performance. Let's give a round of applause!" he made an invitation gesture towards the back of the stage, and Chi Feng walked to the side of the stage.

Jiang Chan stood behind the light curtain and came out in the stars. Just seeing a pair of long legs, the audience was already crying and howling.

"Jiao Jiao, Jiao Jiao!"

"Ren Jiao, I love you!"

"Jiao Jiao, come on!"

"Goddess, you are the best!"

In the end, almost the audience were calling Ren Jiao's name. Luo Yuan sat in the singer's lounge and smashed her mouth: "it's very encouraging for the singer that the audience calls the singer's name so much."

Listening to the cries of the audience, Jiang Chan couldn't help shaking her mind. This feeling of being loved by people is really wonderful! She herself has no sense of these auras, but who makes the audience's love directly affect Ren Jiao's body?

Jiang Chan has a feeling of being immortal, that is, she has strong self-control, so she doesn't lose herself in this sense of comfort.

Standing at the front of the stage, Jiang Chan nodded slightly to the accompaniment teachers on the left and right sides of the stage, then raised her right hand into the air and snapped her fingers while they held their breath.

The sound was like lightning breaking through the darkness of dawn, and a burst of fierce electronic music sounded. Jiang Chan held the microphone in her left hand, her body swayed gently with the music, and her flexible waist bent into an incredible range like a willow.

As a burst of ginger cicada sounded, the audience shook together, as if it had been electrified. Someone could not help but stand up and swing with Jiang Chan's action.

Zhao Qi in the lounge smiled: "the little girl can play very well."

In his coffee place, there is no problem calling Jiang Chan little girl. Instead, it means a little intimacy.

Lin Qixin said with a smile: "Jiaojiao will surprise people every time. I don't know how she will adapt this classic song."

Luo Yuan's finger moved slightly: "I guess she will speed up the melody in the front section and raise the key in the back..."

Before his voice fell, Jiang Chan sang a few lyrics. Luo Yuan raised an eyebrow at Lin Qixin, which means to see what I said, right? He and Jiang Chan's arranger teacher are really in touch.

Jiang Chan has always been restrained, forbearing and calm, but now when singing this popular song about partial rock, Jiang Chan can release herself recklessly. It seems that she can release herself briefly in the palace of music. She doesn't need to worry about everything around. She just needs to be herself at will.

Maybe you can take music as your sideline when you go back, and you can sing and relax in your spare time? Jiang Chan squinted at the audience. The big cat's eyes looked a little blurred at this time, with an invisible charm.

Wen Wen stroked her chest: "she's still young. If she's a few years older, who can accept this demon?"

Zhao Qi joked: "just rush at her skill, ordinary people can't lower her."

"Make complaints about it, she is not a girl at all," hung Che could not help but Tucao, do you know how big she is?

Luo Yuan, Zhao Qi, Lin Qixin and Wen Wen all looked at Hong Zhe. They all said in unison, "you can't even compare with a little girl!"

Hong zhetan pretended to be dead on the sofa. He wiped his face falsely: "it's impossible to live this day. Ren Jiao has crushed me by force. You're still attacking me mentally!"

In the lounge, there was hee hee, and Jiang Chan over there released herself heartily on the stage. In such a stage, she can do whatever she wants, fearless and reckless.

When singing a high note, Jiang Chan lifted her lips and showed a big smile. The bright smile cut to the big screen. When the audience saw this smile, they unconsciously covered their chest.

Really, my wife is so beautiful! How could there be such a talented and powerful girl? It's as if God especially favored her when he created her and gave her all the beautiful things in the world.

When singing the chorus, Jiang Chan pulled out the microphone and swam freely in the center of the stage. The accompaniment was loud, but it couldn't hide the tone of Jiang Chan at all. It played a more icing on the cake role.

Looking at Jiang Chan glittering on the stage, the people in the lounge looked different.

Wen Wen sighed: "she is a born singer. She seems to be shining on the stage."

"The evaluation is so high!" said Lin Qixin. "She is so excellent that it is difficult for ordinary people to have this attainments at her age. She can write and sing. Who is she?"

"After all, she has strength. People with strength can eat wherever they go." Luo Yuan also said. In their opinion, Jiang Chan's age is enough when their daughters are qualified, which is purely because they see that the younger generation are too excellent.

"She is more open today. In the past, the little girl was very restrained." Zhao Qi, who has been silent, suddenly said, "what the singer wants to convey on this stage is his own musical attitude and belief. The little girl has touched the threshold."

Jiang Chan did touch some thresholds. When she gasped for a curtain call to the audience, she suddenly understood something. Both Xu Qiubai and Zhao Qi once told her that there was a lack of human flavor in her song.

In the past, Jiang Chan only narrowly thought that her singing had no emotion. In fact, this is only a one-sided statement. In the past, she mostly restrained herself on the stage and didn't fully open herself.

How can a singer who doesn't convey his heart to the audience resonate with others? Now looking at the audience, Jiang Chan suddenly realized that it's not too late to understand.

A curtain call ceremony was given to the audience, and Jiang Chan stepped off the stage. In the past, there were taboos in the entertainment industry, but now Jiang Chan understands that the environment is not important, but whether you can keep your original heart.

Now that she has come to the circle, she must learn to adapt to the rules of survival here. If anyone dares to stretch out his paw to her, see if she doesn't chop that man's dog paw!

After walking off the stage, Jiang Chan had no time to talk to Liu Shana and her little assistant. She took her long legs and rushed to the lounge. She had to go there to see who the replacement singer was.

Generally speaking, those who can be a substitute singer are very strong. Most people really can't get on such a stage.

Liu Shana and Xiao Wu looked at each other. They trotted all the way behind Jiang Chan. Seeing that Jiang Chan walked easily, Liu Shana pulled Xiao Wu's sleeve: "Jiao Jiao's physical fitness is too good?"