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Chapter 112 Undercurrent

But having already agreed to Luo Nan, Qiao Kangyong could only nod and then walked backstage.

After receiving the reply, Luo Nan followed him happily, and the two of them disappeared side by side around the corner of the stage.

Qian Chao's band members looked at each other, shrugged helplessly, brought their own instruments, and moved the drum set off the stage.

"Let's go, since we are on stage for the last time, there should be another hour." As soon as Yang Yang said, Xu Yan suddenly realized that her face turned a little pale.

Yang Yang was about to take his wife to the rest room backstage to rest. Looking at her face, he asked, "Are you feeling well?"

Xu Yan was awkward for a while and replied quietly: "No."

Seeing his wife's pretentious look, Yang Yang could guess what was going on with his toes.

When you wear clothes that don't fit your body, your body is basically wrapped tightly. After a long time, your blood will not flow smoothly, so it's strange to feel comfortable.

I'm afraid it's too late for Zhang Han to rent a set of casual clothes now.

"Follow me." Yang Yang pulled Xu Yan into the locker room instead of walking toward the lounge.

"Why did you bring me here?" Xu Yan asked doubtfully.

Is it necessary to change clothes, but isn’t there only one set of princess clothes?

"There are seats here too, so you can rest." Yang Yang pulled Xu Yan to the corner of the room.

Then, under Xu Yan's confused eyes, Yang Yang surrounded the corner with hangers and moved two chairs inside.

"Sit down." Yang Yang extended his hand to invite Xu Yan to come and sit down.

"What does this mean?" Xu Yan walked to the side and sat down naturally.

Yang Yang followed but did not sit down. Instead, he stood in front of her and stretched his hand behind her back.

Before Xu Yan could respond to Guo Lei, Yang Yang opened the zipper on her back in one breath and placed it directly on her waist.

"You're crazy!" Xu Yan hurriedly tried to stand up, but was held down by Yang Yang.

"You are my wife, how could I harm you?" Yang Yang explained: "Are you feeling better now?"

After Yang Yang said this, Xu Yan felt that her breathing became much easier and she didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore.

but……

"It feels better, but my back is a little cold." Xu Yan replied with her head facing the corner.

As soon as she finished speaking, a piece of clothing suddenly covered her body.

Xu Yan took a look and saw that it was Yang Yang's coat.

Yang Yang deliberately did not put it into the wardrobe arranged by Zhang Han for them.

"Well, it's much better now." Xu Yan pulled Yang Yang's coat and lowered her head. She had to admit that her husband's clothes were the warmest.

After finally arranging his wife's arrangements, Yang Yang sat next to her, preparing to study Li Ya's music score.

After all, it is an original score, so there might be something worth learning from it.

This kind of blatant plagiarism, well, there are not many opportunities to learn.

As the research deepened, a melody gradually emerged in Yang Yang's mind.

"This Li Ya's music score is really good. If Lao Qiao hadn't participated in the musician's competition, I would definitely bet that she would get the first place." Yang Yang looked at the music score and said with emotion.

Although he has only learned four pieces of music, he has seen many pieces of music in books. Even if Li Ya's song cannot be called a classic, it can still be called a masterpiece.

Xu Yan was not interested in piano music. When she was tired, she simply lay down on Yang Yang's lap, then blinked and looked up at Yang Yang: "Husband, are you talking about those actors who wear ballet on the stage and wear coats off the stage?

Like a boat."

"Only you would wear an ill-fitting skirt on stage." Yang Yang hit his wife without hesitation.

"I don't want to lose face." Xu Yan was dissatisfied with Yang Yang's answer and turned her head to the side.

Between the clothes on the hanger, she suddenly saw someone coming in.

"Husband, someone is coming in, should we hide for a while?" Xu Yan suddenly felt as nervous as a thief.

"What are you afraid of? We are just here to take a rest, not to play cosplay." Yang Yang responded nonchalantly.

Anyway, he had nothing to do, and he had already started imitating playing the piano on his wife's calf.

I have to say, this feels better than a real piano.

As for Yang Yang's little actions, Xu Yan didn't think he was going too far, so she just turned a blind eye.

The two people who came in didn't notice Yang Yang and Xu Yan in the corner.

"Didn't you say that everyone is here? Why are you suddenly asked to take over for Ergouzi?" The man who opened the door first asked with some confusion.

A man who came in later responded: "Hey, forget it, that guy Li Ergou has also entered the hospital."

"Isn't it nice in the afternoon?"

"Who knows? It won't work if people say it's not possible. Maybe it's food poisoning and there's an incubation period."

"That's right. It's not necessarily the last meal that made you feel bad, it could also be the last meal."

After the two men finished their discussion, a man who came in also changed his clothes and left the clothing room.

"Hey, is there an incubation period for food poisoning?" Xu Yan poked Yang Yang's belly and asked curiously.

"Yes, there are some who have been lurking for a day or two." Yang Yang continued to practice the piano with his wife's calf, and responded by the way.

He could practice a piano with such a feel for a year.



As the performance of the show continues, whether it is a live audience or an audience in front of the TV or computer, there is always a sense of lack of monotony.

"It's so boring, I want to go to bed."

"After Teacher Qiao's songs, the songs of these people are too ordinary."

"Haha, you must have received retribution. I asked you to arrange for Lao Qiao to be the first one, and you won't be able to watch the next songs."

"I'm going to go to bed after I finish voting for Lao Qiao when the second wave of voting channels open."

"Why is it not the goddess's turn to appear yet? I will fall asleep after her singing."

"It's not even the second to last one. It's all a routine. The goddess was the last one."

"Forget it, wait until Li Ya finishes singing. You've already seen it here."

Zhang Han couldn't help but sweat while looking at the online comments backstage.

Fortunately, they still have Li Ya, otherwise the ratings of this program would probably be compared with other programs.

When the program team held a meeting, he was blamed for taking the blame.

As for contestants like Qiao Kangyong, as the show's cash cow, he doesn't dare to offend.

After all, people need to be talented and have a good background.

In order to ensure that the show could go on to the end, Zhang Han went to the backstage lounge to find Li Ya.

"Liya, it's okay for you to be the finale." Zhang Han originally wanted to call the goddess, but he didn't feel it was formal, so he called her name anyway.

"Don't worry, there is absolutely no problem with my accompaniment. After I get on stage, everyone just needs to cooperate with me." Li Ya said, sticking out her tongue like a young girl.

"That's good." Zhang Han breathed a sigh of relief: "Then everyone is ready to go on stage... Hey, where did Lao Qiao's two precious students go."

"Would you like me to cooperate with you in your search?" Li Ya said enthusiastically.

Qiao Kangyong has helped Li Ya several times in past competitions, and she is still very grateful to this competitor who is also her teacher and brother.

"You don't have to, the backstage is so big, I can just find it by myself." Zhang Han didn't want to make mistakes at this time, so he rejected Li Ya's kindness.
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