Chapter 857 (1/2)

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.