Chapter 857

Wang Yan and the princess took the stage for the first time.

A song "LiuNian".

Let the audience remember the beautiful new singer.

------Wang Yan.

When Wang Yan Sang with another supporting guest.

The audience began to wonder about her origin. Some people speculated that Wang Yan might be a relative of the princess. Some people also speculated that she was the artist that the company wanted to hold. They came here to rub the princess's enthusiasm.

All in all, the image is not bad.

The chorus is over.

Wang Yan has a one minute personal show.

Looking at the tens of thousands of audience under the stage, looking at their eager eyes, she could not help being nervous. But when Yu Guang swept the front row of Tang Qing, Wang Yan seemed to be greatly encouraged.

First show.

She wants to show the best.

Take a deep breath.

Wang Yan's clear voice spread all over the venue.

"Hello, audience friends before the live and online broadcast, my name is Wang Yan. Now I am a sophomore at Shanghai Conservatory of music. I have a dream. That is to let my singing be liked by more people. Thank you, sister Fei, for giving me this opportunity, and thank you..."

One minute.

Wang Yan tried to shorten her speaking time.

Because these audiences don't come to listen to what she said, everything depends on the strength, the future road and what they are going to do, not talking about dreams here.

But to do it.

To achieve.

On the live broadcast platform of comet video, the bullet screen has already been swiped, and the whole article is full of praise. Wang Yan's image is good, her voice is also good, and she has conquered many young men and girls' eyes and ears.

Even if someone is jealous.

The typing is very dirty.

will also be shielded, because this is the website regulation:

purifies the network video viewing environment, responds to the higher level civilized etiquette construction call, you can Tucao, but can not carry the indecent vocabulary, and make complaints about changing direction.

Such speech restrictions.

In this era, it is very "ahead of time".

Just like online novels, there is basically no taboo in novels at this time. Many of them can be used as little yellow books to read.

Basically, there is no taboo.

Now suddenly a big wave of restrictions hit down, but hit a lot of people dizzy.

At first, this setting aroused the unanimous bad comments of the users of the video website. The company responded to Tang Qing's comments, but Tang Qing was not moved, because some of the screens were really disgusting people watching the drama.

Freedom of speech and unprovoked abuse are two different things.

His website.

make complaints about Tucao.

But we don't welcome the sprayers that bring people's parents in at will. His principle is: where do these people go? Even if a large number of users are lost, Tang Qing will not compromise.

Mainly sick.

I watch a favorite play.

Just happy!

People who also like the play in the bullet curtain are puking.

All of a sudden, a long string of "CNM" 'xxx killed the whole family' came out. It's just as hard as eating flies. These spray users, don't forget it, they can spray wherever they like, don't shake in front of Tang Qing.

。。。

Wang Yan said.

Made a bow.

Go to the stage, see mother Sheeran, her eyes suddenly red, rushed up, and mother held together, "Mom, I did it." These days of intense and hard rehearsal, finally completed the performance.

Shi LAN gently patted her daughter's back and comforted her: "swallow, you are the best. Mom will always support you, and so will your father. We will do everything to help you fulfill your dream."

"Well, thank you." Wang Yan closed her eyes, felt the warmth from home, and did everything. Without the support from home, that dream would be selfish.

She is glad to have such enlightened parents.

"Congratulations, sister Wang."

Behind him, a clear voice came. Wang Yan opened her eyes and immediately raised her mouth. She wiped her red eyes and said angrily, "dead girl, why are you here now?"

"Who let the traffic jam on May Day holiday be serious? I'm so angry that I didn't finish listening to you sing a song. Fortunately, there is a live recording, hee hee, and I'll go back to see it then." It's Wei Yiyi.

Wang Yan's roommate and best friend.

"You've got a reason. You won't leave early." Wang Yansong opened his mother and returned the microphone and headset to the soldiers standing by. In order to achieve the best effect, these auxiliary equipment were provided by Qingyang.

"Yes, it's my fault. Hey, can we go to the backstage? Look, I've got all my little books ready." Wei Yiyang raises the pink book in his hand and a watercolor pen, with a smile on his face.

She's here to sign.

"Yes, I know. Don't be surprised later. Pay attention to the image and don't chase after others." Wang Yan told.

"I promise I won't disgrace you."

With that, Wei Yiyi holds Wang Yan's hand and takes her to the backstage to remove her makeup and change her clothes. Although the sound effect equipment is against the sky, it's not the audience, not the perfect sound quality.

Except for the good ones.

Wei Yiyi doesn't feel much.

More than a minute later.

Wang Yan takes Wei Yiyi to the dressing room and begins to remove her makeup. Wei Yiyi takes a small notebook and looks for stars to sign. Soon, she will have five or six signatures.

"That's right." Holding the small book, Wei Yiyi said happily.

Wang Yan ignored her and continued to remove her makeup.

This guy.

It's a total star fanatic.

At this time.

A woman in her thirties walked into the dressing room, looked around, and walked quickly to Wang Yan's side.

I handed over a business card.

"Miss Wang, I'm Yan Mei, manager of Tiancheng entertainment. I heard all your songs just now. It's very good. Tiancheng entertainment is very interested in signing you."

Wang Yan quickly stood up.

Yan Mei thought that there was a play and she was happy. As long as she signed it, her company would have another good card. But Wang Yan just wanted to respect her and said, "I'm sorry, Ms. Yan. I don't want to sign with the entertainment company for the moment."

Yan Mei did not change her face.

"I know you've been taking part in super girl recently," he said with a smile. "To be honest, that kind of program is basically out of breath. If you want to make a debut with it, we have a lot of resources and distribution channels. If you are interested, we hope to give priority to our company, with good conditions for discussion."

"If you are interested, I will contact you." Wang Yan put away her business card and said.

Yan Mei is a little disappointed, but she has already had psychological preparation. Where can this kind of thing be achieved in one negotiation? Wang Yan is not the kind of girl with no background and strength.

"Well, I'd love to work with Miss Wang. Excuse me, goodbye."

"It doesn't matter."

Yan Mei turns and leaves.

Look at her back.

Wang Yan hands the card to her mother, and Shi LAN carefully collects it.

Singer, no packaging is impossible, behind must have certain strength record and distribution company, Wang Yan's plan is to become famous, join a bigger record company.

It's just that we haven't chosen yet.

"Sister Wang, I envy you so much. Before graduation, there will be a record company coming to you." Wei Yiyi looks at Wang Yan with envy. She didn't expect that, after a year, Wang Yan will know the princess.

It didn't last long.

Wang Yan took part in the princess's concert, which is not counting. The entertainment company also came to her door voluntarily. It seems that she intends to praise her, but she can only wait for opportunities, and her dream is slim.

"Then continue to envy you!"

"Sister Wang, why don't I be your agent?" Wei Yi suddenly suggested.

"You're my agent?"?... Will you? " Wang Yan looks at Wei Yiyi's face, which is a bit silly and cute. She is not only worried about herself, but also about Wei Yiyi.

Wei Yiyi seems to have found the goal of life, excited and said: "it doesn't matter. I won't be able to learn it. How difficult it is. Don't worry, I will make you a superstar.

I know my singing standard is not very good, just a face is OK, there is no chance, I can be a music teacher after graduation, boring, it is just right to be a manager. "

Wei Yiyi's "letter of recommendation" is quite cursory.

"My mother is the agent. You.... Maybe I can be a life assistant in the future. " Wang Yan joked.

"Ah? Well, life assistant is life assistant. If you have a salary, you can be. Don't worry. I will take care of you white and fat, healthy and bright. That's great. I can wear many beautiful clothes with you. "

Wei Yiyi's face is full of longing.

。。。

A quarter past nine in the evening.

When the princess sings the last song.

The concert is over.

Generally speaking, concerts disappear in two hours to two and a half, especially individual concerts. Otherwise, the singer's voice can't stand it. That's why there are so many guests. Let the lead singer have a rest.

And this concert.

For nearly three hours.

Because the on-site effect is so good, it's easy to be addicted to listening, and the audience's voice is too loud. Finally, even Wang Yan was pulled up to sing a solo, and Wang Yan often participated in performances and sang a lot of songs.

At this time it was played.

A piece of intoxicating love for a daughter.

The audience fell in love with the girl.

“。。。”

"Ask the monk quietly."

"My daughter is not beautiful."

“。。。”

"What about royalty and wealth."

"I'm afraid of rules and regulations."

“。。。”

Let this song once again become popular in mainland China.

It not only expresses the king's love for Tang monk, but also implies that if two people really love each other, they should not follow the rules and regulations, break the shackles of the old ideas, and love boldly.

First two songs.

Just let them know and recognize Wang Yan.

And this third one.

It is to let them like the singer from the bottom of their hearts. The people on the scene don't feel deeply, but the people watching the live broadcast can really see the close-up scenes. Wang Yan's eyes can't hide his feelings.

It's true.

Or just the singer's acting.

The barrage has turned on the craziest screen swiping mode.

One of them.

It was copied and swiped by tens of thousands of people.

"I don't believe it's acting. Seeing that look in my eyes, I'm intoxicated and heartbroken at the same time. What I want to say is, who is that bastard and destroys the dream I just set up."