The day when the idol is disqualified, when the superstar rises

"Finally got off the plane, but luckily the flight was not delayed." Wang Chuan, who was sitting in the car, breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked the front, "Shall we go to the hotel first?"

"I'm afraid it's too late."

said the voice outside the camera.

"Uh, the time you informed..."

Wang Chuan frowned slightly.

"So, as a remedy, we bring you costume and makeup artists."

The voice was full of apologies.

"……All right."

Wang Chuan leaned against the back of the seat helplessly.

Then the person next to him in the picture showed his hands, and began to take out tools to apply makeup to Wang Chuan, who was a little tired and dusty on his face, cleaning, setting makeup, eyebrow trimming, isolation, foundation...

The makeup process was quickly compressed, and the car drove into the urban area from the Airport Avenue. The picture slowed down again. Wang Chuan had already drawn the shape and changed into a suit on his upper body.

However, in the fast-forwarding scene just now, Wang Chuan looked at his lower body in embarrassment, and then at the side, and finally he could only shake his head helplessly.

"We'll go straight to the red carpet after a while?"

Wang Chuan asked.

Entering the urban area, the speed of the car also slowed down. The front window was open, and various sounds from outside poured in, which seemed a bit noisy for a while.

"That's the arrangement."

The voice is cautious.

"..." Wang Chuan opened his mouth, and the expression on his face became even more helpless, "So this camera will keep pointing at me until the end of the red carpet?"

"Well, time is urgent..."

The singing outside the car suddenly came in.

Wang Chuan couldn't help turning his head to look out the window. The nanny's car was passing under the overpass. In the small square at the corner, a group of people were surrounding a roadside singer, listening to him sing.

The singing is full of youthful feeling.

However, the thick crowd prevented Wang Chuan from seeing the appearance of the singer.

The nanny van quickly left the singing behind.

"You have a happy look on your face."

The voice came in again.

"Yeah, it's much happier to hear someone else sing my song on the side of the road than to sing on stage myself."

Wang Chuan, who turned around, laughed.

A brief silence.

"I just received the news that the time is urgent, let's do the interview in the car first."

There was a questioning tone in the voice.

"Ah."

Wang Chuan nodded.

"Have you thought about how many awards you can win this time at the Golden Melody Awards?"

"Winning an award is success."

"Do you have the confidence to win the song king?"

"...I actually made an agreement with Sister Qi Ning. If I am shortlisted for the King of Songs this year, she will invite us to help draw the prize when presenting the awards. I promised to go there, hahahaha~"

"what?"

"If it wasn't my singing king, wouldn't it be embarrassing and explode!"

Wang Chuan covered his face and smiled.

Everyone in the car laughed.

"Hey, makeup!"

The voice next to him suddenly reminded him that it should be a makeup artist.

Wang Chuan quickly put down his hands, but he kept laughing.

"You actually agreed!"

"Yes."

"Perhaps Sister Qining will forget."

"Hopefully."

The nanny car just stopped at the intersection and waited for the traffic lights.

The takeaway boy riding an electric scooter on the side of the road came from behind with songs playing, and also stopped.

The expression on Wang Chuan's face became a little surprised.

He looked at the front, and then at the melancholy side face of the delivery boy outside the window.

Green light.

The nanny van moved on.

"Your fans are everywhere, it's so popular."

The voice sighed.

"Forehead……"

The expression on Wang Chuan's face looked like he wanted to be humble, but he was a little proud.

"How do you feel now?"

"In fact, I think it's better not to play songs like this on the road, but when I hear it, it's still hard to control myself to laugh, so it feels a bit weird. This is a sad song."

"It's quite weird. Let's move on to the next question. If the king of singers is not you, who do you think it will be? You must answer this question directly!"

The voice is emphasized.

"Are you sure it's not me?" Wang Chuan asked in surprise, then leaned forward and lowered his voice, "Inside information?"

"……No la."

"Okay," Wang Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, and withdrew his body again, "It should be Brother Dexu."

"Oh?" The voice became excited, "You also think Brother Dexu's album is the strongest? Do you feel a lot of pressure?"

"Of course I feel the pressure! Anyone would think so."

Wang Chuan shook his head.

"Hahaha! Everyone said—hey, look!"

The laughing voice suddenly turned to surprise.

The camera turned 180 degrees, and the window on the other side was pulled down. The nanny car was passing by a large square, and the MV was playing on the LED advertising screen on the outer wall of the supermarket.

The mv just played to the end of the song, where Wang Chuan leaned against a tree and played the cello.

The thick and beautiful sound of the cello echoed in the square.

In the mv, Wang Chuan kissed the girl, the screen switched, and Wang Chuan, who was holding the cello, closed his eyes.

Almost all passers-by on the square outside the car window were looking up at the big screen.

In the footage shot from inside the car to the entire square, only the sound of the cello is left, and then the sound of rain. It seems that except for the mv and the nanny car slowly moving around the square, everything else has come to a standstill .

The sound of relief is very light but easy to be noticed outside the camera.

The stillness was broken and everything seemed to return to normal speed.

The nanny car passing through the square just turned a corner and drove into a street with exquisite decoration and strong literary atmosphere on both sides of the road.

The camera still didn't return to Wang Chuan, and kept shooting at the small shop by the street.

No one in the car spoke.

Soon, there should be a piano store in front, and the sound of the piano beating wafted from the store.

It is the interlude in the song.

On a quiet street, the sound of the piano is extraordinarily bright.

Pass the piano shop.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the piano store, one can see a girl in a red dress sitting in front of the piano with her back facing the street, playing, and the setting sun shines through the green shade at her feet.

In front of the mailbox outside the piano shop, a couple is embracing and kissing.

The nanny car drove out of the street and passed a square again. The musical fountain on the square just sprayed high water jets.

The water column dances to the rhythm of the singing, and under the reflection of the setting sun, it seems that something is passing away.

Once again half-circling the square and entering the spacious avenue, the camera returned to Wang Chuan after the distant singing voice disappeared.

Surprised, Wang Chuan forgot to close his opened mouth.

After noticing that the camera came back, Wang Chuan came back to his senses.

"This……"

Wang Chuan was about to speak.

On the side of the road, it seemed that a few people who had drunk too much shouted loudly together, and the tone of the song could hardly be heard.

After singing, they cried loudly again.

It took almost an instant for the nanny car to speed up, leaving them behind.

The car finally became really quiet, and Wang Chuan seemed to have forgotten what he wanted to say just now, and the surprise seemed to be forever on his face.

"How do you feel now?"

asked the voice up front.

The expression on Wang Chuan's face finally evolved into unimaginable surprise. He smiled silently to himself, holding back a smile that might have been too much, before speaking.

"Maybe you don't have to feel that I'm so popular anymore?"

Wang Chuan made a joke, but he still had a flattered expression on his face.

"Hahaha!" The voice didn't answer directly, but paused before continuing, "A good news or a bad news, which one to listen to first?"

"Uh... bad news?"

"We might be late."

"good news?"

"The preparations are not over yet."

"The ones just now?"

"Ah."

……

"Is President Chuan the finale?"

"Of course! There is inside information! We just wait."

"What is the last number?"

"Liu Fuchang is the third from last, and Zheng Man is next."

"This time Zheng Man was the second to last to walk the red carpet, which is very rare."

"It is said that she has basically won the song queen, maybe this is the reason..."

Outside the gymnasium where the Golden Melody Awards Ceremony was held, Wang Chuan's fans, holding banners and cheering sticks, waited for a long time to chat together.

"Zheng Man has already left, where is President Chuan?"

"Eh...the red carpet has not been confiscated, and the reporters are waiting for President Chuan..."

"It seems that there is a live broadcast on the big screen, and President Chuan seems to have just got off the plane..."

"No!"

"Everyone wait patiently, Mr. Chuan must be walking the red carpet, he will be here soon, please don't mess up!"

……

"The preview in the front row, people who don't watch the live broadcast of the red carpet, especially Wang Chuan fans, will definitely regret it in a while."

"Did the red carpet run out of time this time? It was agreed to start at [-] o'clock. Now it's almost [-] o'clock, and it's Zheng Man's turn. Wang Chuan must have timed out."

"It's seven o'clock!"

"Wang Chuan didn't walk the red carpet, so he cut the scene outside the venue??"

"This is from the airport."

"Uh... Wang Chuan just got off the plane?"

"???"

"?????"

"..."

"Unprecedented lateness, the organizer even started a live broadcast..."

"Wang Chuan was screwed by the organizer..."

"The organizer is too inappropriate!"

"Are we just watching Wang Chuan live broadcast from the moment he got off the plane, and let the entire Golden Melody Awards wait for him???"

"You're so handsome and you need makeup?"

"Well, it was pre-recorded."

"Heizi who said that Wang Chuan was late, your whole family was blown up!"

"So what is Wang Chuanxia wearing..."

"The opening of this year's Golden Melody Awards is so special!"

"Is this meeting planned in advance..."

"Such a coincidence!"

"There are a lot of people singing Wang Chuange on the roadside!"

"It's you, President Chuan Taihong, thank you!"

"Hahahaha! I want to see President Chuan go up and award himself the King of Songs!"

"Do you dare to say this kind of flag??"

"Come on... this is too real red!"

"Outrageous..."

"I feel like a takeaway boy with a story."

"Wang Chuan is really too modest, let's forget about Chen Dexu's garbage album!"

"!!!"

"It is true that Wang Chuan's songs are often played outside this shopping mall, but it is indeed too coincidental..."

"I said it was filmed in advance!"

"By the way, does anyone still remember that this time Wang Chuan signed up for the Golden Melody Award for the three colleges?"

"It's normal for Four Specialists Zhenghong to use Four Specialists to raise the heat to start the show!"

"This shot is so good, it's to the point where I can make another MV!!"

"Oh my God!!!!"

"beautiful!!!"

"There are still two people kissing..."

"Cried!"

“Even fountains can be arranged!”

"I have to say, this sentence is really ugly..."

"The worst."

"Mr. Chuan, who couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, was as happy as a child."

"The Golden Melody Award is too partial to Wang Chuan, this opening is really full of people!"

"It feels like it should have been filmed an hour or two earlier today, otherwise Wang Chuan's acting skills are too good!"

"Zheng Man has come to be a tool man."

……

The awards hall is already full.

All the singers and guests are looking at the big screen on the stage.

Zheng Man has already appeared on the screen.

"The beginning of this year is quite fresh, I don't know how it will end in a while?"

Xu Qining asked Zheng Man beside her in a low voice.

"I just followed the arrangement," Zheng Man explained, "but they should have got off the plane two hours in advance to record."

……

The nanny van stopped.

"Fortunately, we arrived!" The voice outside the screen rejoiced, "It just happened to be the finale."

Wang Chuan also heaved a sigh of relief. Just as he lowered the car window, he happened to see Zheng Man getting into the car next to him while chatting with the people around him.

"They originally wanted to arrange for me to sing with Wang Chuan, and I agreed, but Wang Chuan didn't agree..."

Zheng Man complained and closed the door, and her car drove past.

"I..." The dazed Wang Chuan couldn't even shout, "I didn't ask you..."

"Maybe the staff didn't notify you."

Wang Chuan held his forehead speechlessly, and when he looked up again, the picture had been cut, and the lights in the car were on.

"How long do I have to wait? If I had known, I would have changed my pants."

Wang Chuan asked feebly.

"I checked the time, just right, we can go!"

The nanny car started again.

Passing the performance area outside the venue, there happened to be a singer singing.

……

All the lights outside the venue were on, and the singing in the performance area merged with the singing on the big screen.

Remind all viewers that the official live broadcast has now begun.

After realizing this, Wang Chuan fans, who had been waiting for a long time, suddenly became excited when they saw the nanny car coming from a distance, shouting Wang Chuan's name desperately, overshadowing all the sounds outside the venue.

The nanny van pulls up on the red carpet.

The fans shouted even more wildly, and all the cameras around the red carpet were all aimed at the car doors.

Waiting for Wang Chuan to get off the car.

……

"Hey, don't go down."

The voice in front stopped Wang Chuan who was about to get off the car.

"Ok?"

Wang Chuan asked in confusion.

A microphone was handed to Wang Chuan from the front.

"The show starts now, hahahahaha!"

The voice laughed unscrupulously.

Wang Chuan looked at the microphone with an extremely constipated expression on his face, and sighed helplessly.

"Ok."

Open the door.

Wearing a neat suit on his upper body and beach shorts and slippers on his lower body, Wang Chuan jumped out of the car and stood on the red carpet with a microphone in his hand.

The prelude sounded.

There was loud laughter around the red carpet, the shutters of all the cameras were pressed countless times, and the fans who were shouting Wang Chuan's name in the distance couldn't help laughing together.

Wang Chuan walked forward amidst laughter and flashing lights.

It was already dark, and the lights on both sides illuminated the long red carpet like daytime.

Wang Chuan, who was walking on the red carpet, picked up the microphone and began to sing.

"I always dream of flying above the meridian above the clouds, and I can't tell whether it is night or day..."