My Elder Sister is a Superstar

Half of the lights on the scene went out, but there was a brilliant light on the other side of the stage. Beams of lights shone on the beauty who was slowly on the stage, illuminating her cheongsam with printed and ink paintings. The mountains are overlapping, the ancient pines are vigorous, and the freehand brushwork is far away.

Beauty is like flowers, adding a sense of classical elegance.

The audience burst into a burst of loud cheers, which was really amazing by her dress.

"It's beautiful."

"My goddess."

"Woo, I really want to fuck her."

"The legs are good, although they are not as amazing as the big breasts."

"Xu Lu is so beautiful. This dress, tut Tut, explodes any uniform."

"Chinese cheongsam still tastes."

"Haha, after this program, a treasure is going to sell the same money as Xu Lu."

For a moment, a soft zither sounded, followed by erhu, piano, flute

"The shower stopped for the first time,"

"The water on the lake is rippling."

"Half a life is tiring, but in vain"

"On the slate, an oil paper umbrella."

"Picture screen thin smoke wear,"

"It's hard to paint your face."

"Ink painting, difficult to hide your face."

Xu Lu's song is ethereal and remote, with strong ancient style, good music, good words and good people. Classical music has a unique sad and melancholy atmosphere. Chinese traditional music is different from western music in melody, scale, timbre and rhythm. Pay attention to a "pure"!

The zither is the zither, and the erhu is the erhu. The single instrument performance gives people the purity of hearing: light, slow, sad, Yang many characteristics. There is no noise of rock, no accompaniment of chaos, single, pure. It is another kind of auditory enjoyment.

The audience closed their eyes intoxicated and listened quietly to the wonderful notes played by classical instruments and the sad song of Xu Lu.

backstage.

Huang Yuteng closed his eyes and listened to the music.

Li Rongxing nodded to himself, "it's good. It's very tasty."

Chen Xiaotong echoed: "I outlined the classical taste at once."

Liu Xuegang plays rock and roll. He can't play classical music, but his appreciation ability is online. He commented: "the music is pleasant to listen to, light and melodious, and gives people a touch of sadness. The words are also well filled. Listening to the song, he seems to be in the ancient times of Jiangnan Water Town, holding an umbrella, walking on the bluestone Road, a small bridge and flowing water... A roll of ink painting is spread out in front of him."

"Several dances broke the snow in the bottle,"

"The more you think, the harder it is to write."

"I'm afraid that if I try hard, I'll offend the bamboo tip ink."

"It's sad that I can't draw it in the end."

"Draw for you, a grounding."

"Compared with a window, it can't cover me."

"Cut a light and keep cutting."

"Ink painting, difficult to hide your beauty."

"Make a painting for you, ink and wash in blue."

The voice gradually sank until it disappeared.

Sing a song.

Xu Lu raised her hair and bowed slightly, "thank you."

"Pa pa..."

The applause was like a storm, and it was like a wave of sea tide, surging constantly. The camera specially glanced over the audience's faces and recorded their excited and enthusiastic facial expressions. When the camera glanced over Qin Ze, he showed a symbolic "moving" smile.

Xu Lu left the stage. The applause and cheers of the audience stopped for a while, and the waste heat was still there. They talked to each other:

"This song is so artistic."

"Xu Lu sings well."

"I just like ancient songs. How artistic conception they are. I feel so wonderful."

"Just for this song, Xu Lu's new album must be bought."

"Lu zhuanfen."

"Black to pink, Xu Lu sings well. How could she lip synch before?"

"Hey, which singer hasn't lip synched before? She's unlucky. It's just exposed."

"But how can I feel that the lyrics are a bit rough and flashy."

"Bah, what do you know?"

"Rolling calf, Lao Tzu is a Chinese Department, I don't understand? The lyrics are raw and hard, and the pursuit of rhetoric is gorgeous. The music is good, but it's not as good as I imagined. It can't give me the artistic conception of Jiangnan Water Town, painting and ink splashing. A little disappointed."

"This is already very good. I don't think it's worse than" smoke and cloud in the prosperous age ". I dare not say the golden melody. The boutique is definitely. You're not satisfied with this. If you have the ability, you can fill in a word."

“youkanyouup nokannobb！”

Qin Ze's ears and eyes were smart, and he suddenly heard several young people in the back row talking:

"Hey, Qin Baobao seems to be singing ancient songs in this issue."

"Who told you?"

"Didn't you follow Qin Baobao's Weibo?"

"Yes, but I haven't seen her tweet."

"Oh, it's not Qin Baobao's Weibo, it's her brother."

A girl stunned and said, "she really has a brother."

"It seems that there is. She said so herself. On Weibo, she also interacted with her brother, and the truth is unknown."

"I think it's fake. Is her brother so good at writing rock and love songs? Someone on the Internet has said that there can't be such a good person. It's rare among the songwriters in the industry."

"Who knows, anyway, she's next."

As a result, ten minutes later, Qin Baobao did not appear on the stage.

Something seems to have happened backstage, and Yin Jia also left.

"What happened?"

"What's the matter? It hasn't started yet?"

"Record the program. If something goes wrong, wait."

Many spectators stood up, looked left and right, and talked.

After another five minutes or so, Yin Jia returned to the stage and said with a smile, "audience, the pianist of our band was accidentally injured and has been sent to the hospital. The new pianist is about to fill the seat. Please take it easy."

When the audience had an explanation, they didn't panic. But Qin Ze's heart clicked, and he felt that he was going to finish the calf.

He then left the seat in the name of going to the toilet and touched the backstage. The entrance was guarded by staff, and the audience was not allowed to enter.

"Non staff are not allowed." The staff guarding the entrance pointed to the warning sign and stopped Qin Ze's road.

The lighting engineers, cameramen and other staff around also looked over one after another.

"Go back to the audience. You can't enter here." A middle-aged uncle with a work card waved his hand unhappily to hurry up.

"I'm a staff member of Xingyi entertainment. If you need to find Qin Baobao, please inform me. Or you can return your mobile phone to me and I'll contact myself." Qin Ze's face didn't change. He was blatant.

Xingyi entertainment has two singers backstage. In addition to their respective agents, there must be other entourages. Qin Ze's words are highly credible.

The staff looked at him suspiciously. He was too young and unfamiliar.

Qin Ze pointed to the staff on the left and said with a smile, "I'll stand with them. Don't worry! By the way, my name is Qin Ze."

"Wait a minute." The staff and colleagues said hello, motioned them to look after Qin Ze, opened the door, and disappeared in the long corridor.

At this time, the lounge.

The cameraman turned off the machine, which was an accident during the recording of the program and could not be filmed.

In the spacious and bright room, Li Yanhong communicated with the director and had a dispute.

"How can a good player be hit in the head by the equipment?" Li Yanhong shouted, "no, the replacement player has never played the music at all. What should he do if he makes a mistake? Will the audience vote for the baby?"

The director said helplessly, "there's nothing anyone can do about it. His head was smashed and he was sent to the hospital. Otherwise, remove the Guqin parts."

Qin Baobao said anxiously, "that's no good. Guqin accounts for a large proportion of the music score. Without Guqin accompaniment, the music effect will be greatly reduced."

When the pianist of the band was resting backstage, he accidentally hit his head with the stereo on his head. He fainted on the spot and bled all over the place. He was sent to the hospital. The pianist is also a Guqin player.

The director was immediately impatient: "this is not good, that is not good, or you find me a zither player?"

Li Yanhong accused, "shouldn't your program team guard against such accidents? Why hasn't the replacement zither player played the score?"

The director rolled his eyes: "don't tell me, I haven't encountered such a situation since I've been on the show for so many years. Besides, it's a new song. After changing other songs, the replacement zither player starts immediately."

Qin Baobao bit his lip, and his delicate and beautiful face was full of sadness.

The program group has a replacement zither player, but she sings new songs, and the music is also new. After changing other songs, professional band teachers have basically played them, so there is no need to practice. Now there are two solutions: first, make up the zither player hard.

This plan is very risky. No matter how excellent a zither player is, he can't start a new song directly, and it's easy to make mistakes.

2、 Directly eliminate the Guqin from the accompaniment.

But in this way, the music level is poor and the artistic conception is insufficient.

On the big sofa, Xu Lu leisurely drank the advertiser's yogurt, slightly provoked by the corners of her mouth. If it weren't for too many people, I'm afraid she couldn't help laughing.

This is karma.

It depends on what you do, Qin Baobao.

Xu Lu has no reason not to gloat. Qin Baobao is her opponent, both on stage and in private. She is very confident, but if Qin Baobao fails to sing because she lacks a zither player. She will be happier.

Several other singers stood by and couldn't intervene. There was nothing they could do about this kind of thing. Moreover, their song is not a new song. The pianist changed it as soon as he changed it, without pressure.

Li Yanhong sighed and looked at Qin Baobao, "baby, why don't you rule out the Guqin?"

Qin Baobao calmly said, "No." Turning to the director, "can you give the zither player more time to practice?"

The director directly refused: "the program has stopped recording for 20 minutes, and the audience outside reacted very much. They were impatient to wait early. Besides, playing it once or twice won't have much effect."

Qin Baobao insisted: "the effect is not good, it is always better than no effect."

Xu Lu said, "Qin Baobao, the director said that the audience outside is very dissatisfied. You can't delay everyone's time because of you alone. I have an announcement in the evening, and you can't delay it."

Qin Baobao's eyes are sharp.

Xu Lu sneered: "you are a newcomer and don't understand many rules. You need to understand that it is always you who adapt to the rules, not the rules that adapt to you. Newcomers, be modest, understand."

Everyone has a tacit understanding of the eyes, nose and heart. It's inconvenient for them to interrupt the family affairs of Xingyi company. Just go to the theatre.

Qin Baobao glanced, and no one spoke for her, did not support her, and even refused to give her five or ten minutes.

She was helpless.

She can't cry alone.

I feel wronged and sad.

At home, she is a little princess, spoiled by her parents, and a playful, actually spoiled her brother. In school, she was a man of the moment, and countless boys fell under her pomegranate skirt. There are also many girlfriends.

In the workplace, there is a boss who favors her and takes care of her everywhere.

Life is plain sailing.

You can enter the entertainment circle, enter a higher-level circle, and all kinds of conspiracy, conspiracy, and infighting are pouring in.

She knew how difficult it was for her to go higher and farther without a foundation.

Qin Baobao's mood at this time: the baby is wronged, and the baby's heart is bitter.

At this time, a staff member came in, looked left and right, and said, "teacher Qin, there is someone outside the door who wants to see you, saying it is an employee of Xingyi."

Qin Baobao was stunned. She didn't remember that in addition to the driver and Li Yan infrared, she was accompanied by other employees of Xingyi company.

In her current status, she is not qualified to be equipped with bodyguards, nor does she have her own life assistant.

Xu Lu frowned and said, "did you say something wrong? It's for me."

The staff scratched his head, "no mistake, it's Mr. Qin. Isn't he an employee of Xingyi?"

It is also possible that he has been fooled. In fact, he is a fan of Qin Baobao.

"His name is Qin Ze." The staff added.

"Ah!" Qin Baobao suddenly shouted, left his agent Li Yanhong, high heels pattering, and ran straight out.

Li Yanhong was stunned and followed out.

Others looked at each other.