"Han Lan, your company's new boy group is good, I found that my fans also like them, at least they won't be disgusted."

Zhou Tianwang returned to the dressing room and sat down, chatting with Han Lan while asking the makeup artist to help touch up the makeup.

Han Lan had already put on her makeup, did not go to the audience to be stimulated, and sat silently in the dressing room drinking mineral water with a slightly sour taste.

"Brother Zhou, you may not believe it when you say it, I envy them so much! So many girls like ......"

"......" King Zhou Tianwang was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing.

"You, the No. 1 traffic student with 50 million fans, would actually envy their newly debuted little boy group? Hahaha......"

Han Lan pursed her lips, feeling tired when she thought of her so-called 50 million fans, not that there are no female fans, but there are too many male fans! Every time there is any movement, the male fans are more and more active one by one, making it difficult for him to see his female fans every time.

This idol little fresh meat is too aggrieved!

Didn't the predecessors of the tree people say that the same sex repels each other, and the opposite sex attracts? Why is it different when I come here?

Look at "Xia" again, the girl in the fan group, this is the treatment that Xiao Xianrou should have!

Zhou Tianwang glanced at him and said with a smile: "Han Lan, you have successfully transformed now, strictly speaking, right?" The ratio of male to female fans is very normal, you see that among my fans, there are also a lot of male fans. ”

"Brother Zhou, did you have so many male fans when you were my age?"

“em…… There are a lot of male fans, but there are more female fans. I unloaded my idol baggage relatively late, and I didn't dare to make my relationship public until I was almost thirty years old, and at that time, my fans basically had a partner. Zhou Tianwang explained with a smile: "Han Lan, in fact, if you think about it from another angle, it's a good thing that there are more male fans, at least they won't interfere too much in your private life, and if you fall in love, it won't have much impact on your career." ”

"Actually, I can't understand why you are so obsessed with female fans, seeing that there is no shortage of girls around you, such as Ah Xuan." Zhou Tianwang hinted with a smile.

Han Lan fell into deep thought: "Brother Zhou, what do you mean, let me develop Teacher Xia into my die-hard fan?" Let her help me hit the charts and scream for me at every concert? It's a bit difficult......"

"......" King Zhou Tianwang was silent for a long time, and suddenly changed the topic and asked, "Han Lan, are you still single now?" I mean the real ......"

"yes, huh? Brother Zhou, am I obviously single? ”

"Hehe, it's okay, you adjust your state, we're ready to go on stage."

……

……

On the stage, the song "Descending the Mountain" of the national style men's group "Xia" was sung, and the atmosphere was maintained very well, and it was not cold because of the newcomer.

The song "Down the Mountain" is actually much different from Zhou Tianwang's song style, but because it is currently a short video comedy of fighters, most fans have still heard it, and even many short videos shot by themselves use it as BGM. In addition, the men's group has good singing and dancing skills, so the response from the fans is also good, so it should be adjusted for a different taste.

At the end of the song, the men's group slowly withdrew from the lifting platform with a fist salute, and the audience also gave applause and cheers, which can be regarded as an affirmation of their stage performance.

The stage lights gradually dimmed as they exited, and before the stage lights were turned on again, the prelude to the folk music had already sounded, and the sense of rhythm was very good, and every beat of the drum seemed to resonate in the heartbeat.

And when the vocal chant sounds, it is full of epicness.

The vocals in the accompaniment were specially recorded by Tomahawk Entertainment for the bel canto choir, and the voice is very powerful, very imposing.

At this time, the stage lights were also turned on again, and Zhou Tianwang and Han Lan walked on both sides of the stage wearing improved hanclothes.

The scene burst into cheers and screams.

The fans were already waving their cheering sticks to the melody, especially waving forward with the sound of the drums, and it looked as if 50,000 people were beating the drums together, and the scene was quite shocking.

The overhead footage of the camera was transmitted to the live broadcast room, and the barrage was also neatly brushed with the expression of waving the cheering stick.

Zhou Tianwang was the first to sing:

"Five thousand years of wind and rain, how many dreams have been hidden

Yellow face, black eyes, unchanged smile

……”

This song is simply tailor-made for him, and his voice is perfect for singing this song, low, rich, and powerful!

Han Lan also followed closely and continued to sing, but even if he deliberately changed his voice a little lower, the feeling of singing was still more immature than that of King Zhou Tian.

But the feelings of the two at this time are common.

As the chorus sings, the same blood, the same seed; The same tears, the same pain.

They are all descendants of Yan and Huang, and they have all experienced the pain and humiliation of modern times.

Zhou Tianwang is a singer from Xiangjiang, and Han Lan is an inland singer, so it is only fitting for the two to sing this song on the same stage.

The audience at the scene and in the live broadcast room no longer knows how many people burst into tears, and the whole song actually has no very tear-jerking lyrics, but it can resonate very well in the hearts of the Chinese people, and their eyes are inexplicably red.

……

……

Yizhou, a certain family.

"Daddy, why are you crying?" Little Lori obediently pulled out a piece of paper and wiped her tears for her father.

Dad took her into his arms and let her sit on his lap and watch the concert in the live broadcast room together.

"Xiaoya, let's go back to our hometown this summer, okay?" Dad asked with a smile.

"Back home? Daddy, isn't this our home? ”

"This is our home, but we still have a home."

"Dabi, where is your hometown?"

"On the other side of the strait."

Little Lori pursed her mouth and said pitifully: "Dabi, it is said on TV that the other side of the strait is very poor, and there is nothing to eat...... Dad, let's not go back to our hometown, okay? ”

"Xiaoya, don't listen to nonsense on TV, my hometown is the same as here, and there are more delicious foods."

"Huh?"

"Xiaoya, do you believe in Dad or TV?"

"I believe in Daddy! Let's go back to our hometown and eat something delicious! Little Lori happily raised her little chubby hand.

At this time, in the live broadcast room, Han Lan and Zhou Tianwang held hands and sang: "Holding hands does not distinguish between you and me, walk forward with your head held high, and let the world know that we are all Chinese......"

Little Lori suddenly thought of something, and said excitedly: "I know this, grandpa said it, we are all Chinese!" ”

"Yes, we are all Chinese......"

At this time, the child's mother came out of the kitchen and saw her husband rubbing his snot on her baby daughter's hair, and took her daughter away without saying a word, and grabbed her husband's ears is a scolding.

Little Lori giggled: "Dad is more afraid of his wife than his shy face~"

"Go, go, what do children know? It's called respecting women! Chinese men respect women, and they are all in the same vein, so what is the shame of the face...... Ouch, I said wife, you are light, your ears are about to be pulled off by you......"