Qin Hengyi wasn’t very clear about the term “fan” due to his memory loss and his identity.
But what Zhu Qing’an said, completely caught his attention.
The fans …… all loved Zhu Qing’an very much What kind of love
The man frowned, his eyes darkened, and the atmosphere around him suddenly turned cold.
Zhu Qing’an didn’t belong to him completely.
[Anonymous: Little fans What do you mean ‘they love you a lot’]
Zhu Qing’an: “……”
The other party’s tone suddenly turned punchy and seemed to carry a bit of anger.
It seemed that under his attitude, was a cranky older brother.
Like an older brother who didn’t understand the feelings between fans and idols.
He explained respectfully.
[Strawberry cupcake: It’s the love between fans and idols, leaning towards friendship.]
Of course, except for certain husband and wife fans ……
Most of his fans were this kind of fans.
[Strawberry Shortcake: So teacher …… do you have any friends
The other side was silent again.
[Anonymous: There is one.]
The other party’s friend ……
Did they also have a cold attitude
Zhu Qing’an lightly laughed.
He thought so.
[Anonymous: He is much younger than me, and he is very good-looking and respectful and shy to me.
There are many people who love him.
I don’t want him to be loved by so many people.]
Zhu Qing’an: Oh-ho.
[Strawberry cupcake: Haha, long live your ‘friendship’ ~]
[Anonymous: Let’s not talk about that.
I’ll teach you to practice the song.]
Zhu Qing’an took his notebook and recorder, and listened carefully to the lecture.
It was less than two days before the start of the Starlight singing contest.
Zhu Qing’an unexpectedly found ……
His popularity value in the official blog of the talent show, miraculously rose from the bottom of the list to the front row, with many famous singers crowded together.
There was no reason at all.
Zhu Qing’an was very confused and dumbfounded.
He wanted to go backstage to report himself to see if someone had bought votes for him.
He turned to the backstage, but found that there were already many netizens who had reported it anonymously.
A new star, whose Weibo followers were not even a fraction of those of the big names, how could he make it to the top 10 of the popularity list
[Must have swiped the votes! Report report report!]
The results given by Weibo was invariably – [There is no fraudulent voting, please don’t report.]
When he was wondering, he received a new private message on Weibo.
It was the little fan who helped him evaluate the song yesterday.
Yun Zhiye: [You’re going to be in that show tomorrow Grandpa will be there to give you support.]
Zhu Qing’an V: [Thank you!]
Yun Zhiye: [I also called a lot of old friends to come see your show.]
The Little fan supported him and called other little sisters and brothers to come and see him sing.
Zhu Qing’an was very happy.
But he was totally surprised that the other party was not only his loyal new fan, but also a big name in the singing world.
The old friends he invited were all elite people in various fields, and any small move from them could make the press shake twice.
Not to mention them coming to a newcomer’s singing show.
Zhu Qing’an V: [Thank you for your support! I will perform well!!!]
He exited Weibo and aimlessly scanned a few of the comments he had received recently.
His fans, all curious about what kind of song Zhu Qing’an was going to sing, huddled together in the comments section wailing, begging Zhu Qing’an to announce the name of the song.
Zhu Qing’an helplessly smiled.
The artists who participated in the Starlight singing show, the songs they sang were generally recent hits, and the style was always enthusiastic and lively and simple.
The audience also liked to listen to such songs.
The ancient Earth language song that Zhu Qing’an was going to sing was an unprecedented move on an Imperial singing show.
Zhu Qing’an didn’t know how the audience would react when they heard the song.
But he had made an effort and his heart had no regrets.
He simply packed his luggage and boarded the airship, heading to the Empire’s capital for the show.
The Starlight Entertainment building was in the center of the city, with tall buildings towering into the clouds and the glass windows shining against the sun.
There were many expensive hover cars parked outside the building, mostly the stars who came to the show, as well as their agents and assistants ……
In contrast, Zhu Qing’an, who arrived in a cab, looked a bit shabby.
He was dressed in a simple beige sweater and black pants and sneakers, which made off his clean and fresh aura more intense.
As soon as Zhu Qing’an got off the bus, there were many reporters trying interviewing the rising star with a good popularity value, and some other artists came up to him.
He was very good-tempered, he smiled lightly and declined them one by one.
He dragged his suitcase all the way to the rest room the programme assigned him.
He inadvertently glanced at a person standing at the door of the rest room, he frowned and took a step forward.
The person dyed his hair bright red, he was very young.
His name was He Yun.
He Yun was also newcomer, he signed up with Dreamboat Entertainment at about the same time as Zhu Qing’an, and took the same route.
This also meant that they were the fiercest competitors to compete together for variety spots, drama spots …… and various resources within the company.
He Yun also noticed Zhu Qing’an, he ruffled his fiery red hair, and coldly glance at him.
Zhu Qing’an was silent and swept right past him.
He Yun looked at the back of the teenager leaving and smiled coldly.
He was afraid that Zhu Qing’an would overtake him and take away his resources.
–So He Yun turned to one of his powerful friends yesterday.
His friend gave him a connection to pay for a spot in the Starlight singing contest.
He certainly couldn’t let Zhu Qing’an overtake him.
At the same time, he also had someone mess with Zhu Qing’an broadcast booth.
In the singing talent show, each artist had a corresponding room.
The netizens could choose to enter a different room to listen to the song of the designated artist.
He Yun had someone make a small programme in the background of Zhu Qingan’s room.
When Zhu Qing’an enters the playroom and started singing.
The programme would start.
Whenever netizens clicked into the room, the room would show “artist not present, room not open”, and then the netizens wouldn’t be allowed to enter.
The netizens wouldn’t find it strange, and the programme staff would simply think that Zhu Qing’an wasn’t present.
But in reality, Zhu Qing’an had already started singing inside.
The number of viewers, the number of reward …… would become a cold “zero” because of this small programme.
Even if his singing was good, no one would hear it.
At that time, Zhu Qing’an’s ranking would at the bottom.
He could also take advantage of the opportunity to buy a water army to humiliate him.
Let Zhu Qing’an be ashamed of himself ……
The more He Yun thought about it, the more complacent he became, and the corners of his lips lifted unconsciously.
It wasn’t until his manager tapped his shoulder that he came back to his senses.
He Yun was the first person to go up and sing.
Now, the time had come.
He Yun came to the makeup box in the break room and dressed up seriously.
His dyed red hair was tied into a bundle, he wore an eye-catching and beautiful leather pants with a jacket.
Then, he found his room.
The starlight singing room was actually a holographic space.
It could simulate the stage singing scene without any dead angles, and the images sent out to the audience were displayed by a big screen, and one could also check the number of people watching and rewarding ……
The dark red curtain was slowly pulled open and the lights converged on the center of the stage.
The screen on the opposite side of the stage also gradually lit up.
The number of viewers: 193.
He Yun looked good, and had gathered a small group of fans in the entertainment industry.
Fans also knew about his participation in the talent show and rushed to support.
Although the number of people seemed to be very insignificant.
He Yun’s hand holding the microphone unconsciously broke into a cold sweat.
He hadn’t sung before, but unlike Zhu Qing’an, he didn’t practice honestly.
He bought a song on the black market.
He put the recording of the song into the microphone, and when he tapped it, the microphone would play the song.
At that time he only needed to lip-synch and not speak.
He Yun didn’t have to worry about being discovered ……
Although He Yun didn’t know who the singer was.
But the seller said that the singer was a very small and not famous star, even if he stole his song, no one would notice, because he simply didn’t have fans.
He Yun took a deep breath.
The microphone slowly played the fake song he had prepared earlier.
“The sky is pale ……”
“The Wild is Mighty ……”
One by one, pop-ups appeared on the big screen.
[A very good song!
[A little beyond my imagination, I can’t imagine that this is his song!]
[Ouch his voice is really good!]
A red and bold comment popped up abruptly.
[Huh, I want to say one thing.]
[This voice is a bit like Zhu Qing’an’s voice three years ago, before he went through puberty.
Zhu Qing’an sang this song to us three years ago.]