Evan’s Trials in Tinseltown Chapter 8

At this time, Fang Huai's assistant hurried over. Noticing the tense atmosphere between the two, his voice became much lower, "Brother Fang, I've told you to wait."

Fang Huai glanced at Evan Yu, snorted coldly, turned around and strode away.

Evan Yu sat down again, closed his eyes for two seconds, cleared all the information about "Fang Huai" from his mind, and refocused on the lyrics sheet in front of him.

He has always known that his ability to memorize lyrics is appalling, and his ability to memorize lyrics is extraordinary, so he carefully chose "Wild", one of the hit songs of popular female singer Yu Qing, thinking about the difficulty level. It should be much lower, but I didn't expect that I still couldn't remember it.

It seems that the only thing that depends on the teleprompter is the teleprompter.

The waiting time was not long, but because he was the last one to come on stage, it was not until everyone in the dressing room was gone that it was finally his turn to wait.

Evan Yu originally thought he would be very nervous, but the closer he got to the stage, the calmer he became. When he put on the headset, his heartbeat even stabilized.

The stylist helped him make the final adjustments to his look. After making sure everything was in order, Evan Yu took off the black translucent gauze band from his wrist, started from above his left ear, crossed it around his right ear, covered his eyes, and finally tied it A knot.

After making sure it was securely tied, he turned his head slightly to adjust to the blurred vision in front of him, and then heard the stylist's clear inhalation.

Evan Yu raised a smile on his lips and looked through the gauze to where the stylist was standing, "How was the effect?"

"It looks better than expected!" The stylist looked at Evan Yu's fair and reflective skin color that matched the gauze and praised, "It looks very good, keep up the good work!"

"Well," Evan Yu adjusted the headset for the last time, "Thank you."

It was his turn to take the stage.

When the lifting platform stopped operating, Evan Yu stood firmly on the stage relying on his vague vision and the images he had memorized during the previous rehearsal. At this moment, countless lights converged on him, and he was the only focus of the scene.

The director quickly cut his close-up on the big screen.

Evan Yu has a slender and tall figure, and the black trousers are tucked into short boots, stretching out the very well-proportioned lines of his calves. The top two buttons of the silk shirt of the same color were casually opened, revealing the delicate collarbone. The sleeves are rolled up to the elbows, leaving not even an inch of the muscular forearms, thin wrists and well-joined fingers hidden.

The most difficult thing to look away from was his face. The black gauze covering his eyes not only did not damage his appearance at all, but instead added a bit of coolness and lust.

In the silence of the entire audience, the brisk music of the violin sounded. After a few breaths, a very clear voice was embedded into the music exactly, lingering in the studio through the equipment, and instantly captured everyone breathing.

Mason Meng stood in the audience, looking up at Evan Yu in the center of the stage, and couldn't help but laugh.

This is the person he chose.

The black gauze slightly reflects silver under the light, the dark hair falling to the end of the eyes, the exposed straight bridge of the nose, the well-defined lips, and the almost perfect jawline. After her eyes were covered, she stunned everyone. human sight.

Evan Yu's voice was clear and a little distant, and every dance movement was exactly on the beat. Every muscle in his body obeyed his command in the rhythm, exactly.

Mason Meng remembered that he quietly went to the 33rd floor after dark. No matter what day, the lights in the practice room were always on.

As if he didn't know he was tired, Evan Yu repeated the exercises over and over again, trying his best to do his best. I often end up lying on the floor tired, stand up after a few minutes, and continue practicing.

He is one of the most talented artists he has ever seen, and one of the hardest-working artists.

When the song reached its climax, Evan Yu's thin waist exerted force, and he turned around. His right foot, wearing a black short boot, stepped on the stage in time with the rhythm. He raised his left hand back, pulled one end of the black gauze belt, and gently Use force. The next second, the veil dropped, and a pair of eyes that captured people's hearts appeared in front of everyone.

Evan Yu looked at the camera and smiled softly, his eyes looking like he was holding a handful of water from the Milky Way.

Mason Meng heard the exclamations and screams coming from the audience.

Evan Yu is like the one who should stand on the stage and receive the attention of thousands of people.

The program hasn't been recorded yet, but Mason Meng has already concluded that all the drafts written by others can be distributed.

The song is not long, only over four minutes including the intro. The last beat fell, and Evan Yu stood still. He picked up the black translucent ribbon that he had thrown on the stage and wrapped it around his right wrist. Then he turned towards the audience and bowed deeply.

His sweaty hair swayed slightly with his movements, revealing the slightly red eyes, "Hello everyone, I am Evan Yu."

Because he was singing and dancing all the time before, he was still out of breath. After taking a breath, Evan Yu looked at the audience with some anxiety, "Everyone...can you give me some feedback?"

The next second, deafening screams erupted from the scene.

Evan Yu put the palm of his left hand behind his ear and asked with a smile, "Can you speak louder?"

"Evan Yu------Evan Yu------"

Evan Yu then put down his hand, adjusted the position of the headset again, and said with a smile, "I feel that everyone here recognizes me." He puffed up his cheeks and exhaled, "I hope you can enjoy the song and dance just now." like."

The audience responded enthusiastically: "I like ------"

Evan Yu's heartbeat was still very fast due to strenuous exercise. He looked at the fluorescent-lit auditorium and suddenly ran out of words, so he simply bowed again.

After following the staff off the stage and heading to the lounge, Evan Yu took the mineral water handed to him and drank most of the bottle in one breath.

Someone is asking, "How would you rate your performance in this game?"

Evan Yu pulled the black translucent gauze band around his wrist with a smile on his face, "I saw my manager smiling when I came off the stage. I guess... it should be pretty good, right?"

The camera kept following. Evan Yu looked at the camera, thought for a moment, raised his right hand and made a heart sign, "I hope I can stay."

As soon as the door to the lounge opened, a figure rushed over and gave him a bear hug. Evan Yu took two steps back and said with a helpless smile, "Xia Mingxi, are you too strong?"

Xia Mingxi didn't care what Evan Yu said, and said excitedly, "Oh my God, your stage is so great! There are ------" He couldn't think of an adjective, so he simply spread his arms and gestured, "------so Great!"

Under the camera, Zhao Ruo, Xu Xuan and Fang Huai, who were sitting on the sofa, all said congratulations, and Evan Yu thanked and shook hands one by one, completing a friendly scene of mutual bragging.

On the small screen hanging in the lounge, the jury and audience in front were giving scores. Taking advantage of the fact that not many shots were used in this section, the five people stopped talking and waited quietly for the result.

Xia Mingxi couldn't sit still, moved to Evan Yu's position without leaving a trace, and asked in a low voice, "I'm just curious."

Evan Yu looked at the small screen and leaned closer to him, "What do you want to ask?"

Xia Mingxi: "You were blindfolded, how did you see the teleprompter?"

Evan Yu's voice became softer, a little embarrassed, "I focused on the lyrics I sang while blindfolded and memorized them many times. As for the second half of the lyrics, I relied on the teleprompter."

Xia Mingxi slapped her thigh, "You are so witty every year!"

Evan Yu sighed, "You don't know, there were two lines of lyrics that I almost didn't remember when I was singing. At that time, I really wanted to take off the blindfold in advance and just take a look at the teleprompter!"

At that moment, Evan Yu deeply realized what "my life is given by the teleprompter" means.

Xia Mingxi had a hard time holding back her laughter.

Fifteen minutes later, the five people were brought back to the stage by the staff again and stood up in order of appearance. Zhao Ruo had cried, her eyes were red, and she covered them up, but the traces could still be seen, and she lowered her head slightly, not daring to look at the camera.

After reading the advertisement, the host opened a silver envelope, took out a rectangular piece of cardboard, and began to read out the voting results.

"This time we will announce the results from the middle, announcing the third place first." The host looked around the scene, "The third place is, Xia------Ming------Xi!"

Xia Mingxi was quite surprised - he was very self-aware, and he really didn't inherit any talent for singing and dancing. He didn't expect to get third place, so he waved to the audience with a satisfied face and was in a very good mood. .

"The second place is, Xu Xuan!"

Xu Xuan was also a little surprised. She originally thought she would get third or fourth place, especially after watching Evan Yu's performance, she never thought about competing for first place. Unexpectedly, he defeated Xia Mingxi and won the second place.

At this time, Zhao Ruo's eyes turned red again when he foresaw his ranking, and Evan Yu could hear slight sobbing. Fang Huai's clenched fists loosened and tightened, and his body stiffly waited for the result.

"What is announced now is that the fourth place is," the host took the opportunity to apply for the title sponsor again, and then said again, "the fourth place is, Fang Huai!"

Fang Huai's expression changed. But after all, he was concerned that this was behind the camera, so he didn't show any unnecessary expressions and was still calm.

After the announcement, Evan Yu breathed a sigh of relief. In the audience, voices calling his name came one after another, gradually gathering together.

"Now I announce that in the first episode of the second season of "The Sound of Heaven", the first place is, Yu ------ Nian! Congratulations!" The camera switched to a close-up of Evan Yu's face, and the host continued beside him, "It's a pity. , if Zhao is about to leave our stage, which singer will take over in the next episode..."

After the recording was completed, the five people walked backstage one after another. Evan Yu noticed Fang Huai's dark gaze, smiled at him, turned around and continued forward.

"Evan Yu."

Hearing Fang Huai calling him, Evan Yu stopped politely and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Fang Huai's face was dark, his Adam's apple rolling, "This time you used some tricks that won't work on the stage, next time--"

Evan Yu interrupted him, "Next time, I will still be number one."

Evan Yu suddenly found that the feeling that the other party couldn't understand him but couldn't kill him was so refreshing. "If you don't believe it, watch carefully next time."

But as soon as he reached the door of the dressing room, the cold expression he put on was completely destroyed by Mason Meng's hug, "I'm telling you, if you don't become popular, God will not tolerate it!"