Chapter 462: Praised chicken newcomers

Chapter 462, praised fried chicken newcomers
Li Zifeng once again experienced what happened on the night he and Cheng Yiran met.
This is a live TV show, which is a program with a large number of public audiences arranged... But at this time, the audience is actually shouting again.
Of course, it is not the name of the song that Cheng Yiran sang - but the original meaning of the word.
Again, once again... everyone in the audience is shouting this for the first time on the stage, this newcomer will come again, don't end.
This kind of almost uncool behavior has actually happened in this live broadcast program... Even the people in the program director group seem to have no plans to deal with it at the moment.
The director who is quite famous on this show, sitting at this time, seems to be relishing something.
Li Zifeng is very able to understand the director's mood, because he is the one who listens to the scene most. He can't deny that he has been sincerely conquered by this man's scene.
Just because he was conquered by his own ears, he will believe with great confidence that this man can emit a great light and heat in the future... It is worthy of his various means to tie Cheng Yiran completely with himself. Together.
"Don't end! Cheng Yiran! Cheng Yiran! Cheng Yiran!"
However, Cheng Yiran sang a song and then bowed deeply to all the audience on the stage. He walked down from the side of the stage and walked over to Li Zifeng.
"God! You almost want to scare me!" Li Zifeng sighed. "When you come out alone, you change your song temporarily. I was really shocked... I didn't expect you to still Still so great! It's perfect! But next time, can you tell me in advance? I am timid..."
Li Zifeng couldn’t resist his own impulse, and hugged Cheng Yiran: "Do you know! Reason tells me, I should take you back to the lounge now, and then wait for the final result... but there is also a voice telling me. The most important thing is to kick you back to the stage and let you continue to sing!!"
"Let's go." Cheng Yiran just nodded indifferently. He took the guitar to his back and left the security door on the side.
But the mood of the audience, apparently because of Cheng Yiran’s departure, became a little excited – of course, they were not too irrational.
It’s just that they are now, for the singer’s expectation of the next singer, I don’t know when it has fallen to the lowest... or, is it already?
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Hong Guan gently sighed.
He witnessed this magical scene with his own eyes, and listened to the front and rear of the seat around him, and they were talking about Cheng Yiran.
Hong Guan felt that things were incredible.
When the guitar sounded on the stage, his memories seemed like the flood that opened the gate, and he was arrogant in his thoughts, as if he had brought him directly back many years ago.
The days and nights of the eleven months and seven days were constantly rotating in his mind.
However, he can listen carefully, but it is not like the audience on the scene: so immersed in it.
"The same is true that singing has really improved a lot..."
Hong Guan slowly recalled the performance of the front desk on the road for a few minutes. Suddenly a smile appeared: "And the guitar technology is still the same!"
Hong Guan took a deep breath. He did not like the other audiences. He was still reluctant to step down from the stage, but quietly left his seat... No one paid attention to his departure because the audience The mind is still on the body of Cheng Yiran.
Hong Guan left the TV station very directly. Without any stoppage, the next performance may be wonderful, but his mind is not here.
He would rather go back to the hospital to accompany his wife.
He is also obeying the agreement he signed... Hong Guan suddenly felt that this ticket was sent to his own hand, probably Cheng Yiran wanted to tell him something.
At the beginning of the agreement, he did not forget, and you have given up, now the stage is separated by us... it is separated by us.
"Little dreams have been done for you."
Hong Guan looked back at the TV station, then looked at the night sky and suddenly smiled and said: "Again... Are you listening too?"
He suddenly stopped going to hate Cheng and let Li Zifeng come to talk with himself.
At this moment, he looked up at the sky and took a deep breath. "Because...not you left us, but in the end, even I left you. Only then has been..."
Hong Guan sighed and packed up some complicated feelings. He found his own battery car parked on the roadside and went to the hospital all the way.
He sincerely thanked the fate and allowed Cheng Yiran to embark on this stage and sing this song.
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Oh, this is gone?
If it weren't for the club's supreme boss and maid's lady, the Taiyinzi felt that it was a bit of a blower.
It makes sense... The owner likes a high-quality soul, and the Taiyin is naturally pondering in this direction.
The two brothers have a very good relationship, but because a Li Zifeng stalked from it and almost turned into a hatred, this designation is to make Cheng Yiran's soul imperfect.
Taiyinzi is also looking forward to let Hong Guan and Cheng Yiran really meet each other, and then the club's fried chicken newcomers shot, turn around, balabala, demolition of Li Zifeng's tricks, so that the two reconciled!
Of course, because I don’t know that my master will come in person... This old Taoist can only accompany the boss all the time, and the plan will naturally abort.
"Taiwanese, it’s delivered very well."
Standing outside the TV station, the boss suddenly sent a word in a fluttering manner.
When the Taiyinzi, who has been pondering, listens, the instinct is awkward and terrified: "Master! The poor road is damn! The poor road is ignorant! The poor road this time... Master, what did you just say?"
"I said, although you have been doing things simply and rudely..." Luo Qiu smiled slightly and patted the shoulders of Taiyinzi gently. "This express delivery is indeed good."
"Can... can he crown him..."
Tai Yinzi took a good look at it, but he couldn’t think of what he should say... The boss’s words are to praise him, or to be interesting.
Master... You say this, why am I a little scared?
The club's fried chicken newcomer Black Soul Messenger, even more willing to be lifted by the maidservant at this time, I feel more safe.
"Let's go." Luo Qiu was not looking at the Taiyin, but looked at the night, whispered: "After being influenced by Cheng Yiran, the next singer probably did not play well, and there is nothing to look forward to."
"Master, do you need to prepare a nightingale?"
"No." Luo Qiu shook his head and suddenly came to the road: "The bus route here is good, you can go around the old town, you can sit with me, I want to see the night scene."
"Ok."
So... is it right? Still doing something wrong?
Taiyinzi watched the two big men walking away, messing in the wind... I was praised by the old man? ?
Taiyinzi forced his face.
"I am not a salted fish?"
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The mood of the audience was later calmed down.
After all, the host is still professional, although it is difficult to suppress his own mood, but still under the compulsory calm, embarked on the stage and continued to host this program.
After all, the program has just begun, only the first song, but there are still many old singers who have not played.
But actually someone can use music to impress people to this point... it is also seen by the host.
This person, the future is immeasurable!
Next, the next singer will be on the scene... of course, with unprecedented pressure.
But the ghost knows what he has experienced on the way from the lounge to the stage. Anyway, the second singer, his first key sings wrong...
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"how do you feel?"
On the table, Zhong Luochen suddenly asked: Because he noticed that Zhang Yurui had calmed down.
Miss Zhang Da looked at the bottom of the stage at this time, and it was already the next singer. I saw her slightly contemplative and said: "This is also true, inside his song... as if living in a god, it is wonderful."
The clock fell suddenly and narrowed his eyes. "Yes, it's really amazing... this person, when the company is fully cultivated."
Zhang Yurui nodded. "This thing, let Chengyun do a good job, the future Cheng Yiran, maybe become the first card of Feiyun Entertainment."
"Two less, Miss Zhang, I will definitely do this thing, you both are relieved!" Cheng Yun suddenly patted his chest and promised.
At this point, Zhong Dingchen looked at Zhang Yurui and suddenly said: "Why, after listening to Cheng Yiran, are you still in the mood to see the next singer?"
Zhang Yurui stunned and frowned slightly.
The clock fell to the end of the road: "I see you, always looking at the following, very concerned."
Zhang Yurui said in a light way: "I am just watching, the reaction of these audiences... the gap between the front and the back, isn't it the best proof that the company wants to cultivate Cheng Yiran?"
"It’s also true." Zhong Dingxiao chuckled and did not intend to ask anything.
Zhang Yurui did not continue to look down, searching for the road may not have appeared, but she was blindly looking at the wrong figure.
She stood up and said, "I am leaving first."
Zhong Dingwu waved: "Chengyun, send Miss Zhang to leave. Also, help me to ask the old lady."
Zhang Yurui looked at the clock with a faint look.
This man, she still has no way to see his bones.
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Although it is later than usual, but unexpectedly, Luo Qiu can still see Ren Ziling open the door like a defeated dog, and after stepping on the shoes, he kneels on the sofa.
"Ate?"
Ren Ziling was powerless and said: "When I came back, I ate something with the pears on the street."
"Drink of water."
Luo Qiu came to a cup of warm water.
Ren Ziling got up and took the cup, but suddenly patted the sofa next to him, indicating that Luo boss sat down.
When Luo Qiu sat down, she stared at Luo Qiu with a big eyes. The girl asked: "Why are you going to drop out?"
(End of this chapter)