"Are you here to participate in the fashion show?" Yan Weihong exclaimed, "Really, I'm not an exaggeration at all. You can definitely participate in the International Fashion Week and will definitely make a sensation in the world."

Zhou Peiming nodded: "I think so too."

Yan Weihong asked: "Who designed the clothing and hairstyle? I didn't expect that there are such experts around you, so it's hard not to be popular."

At this time, a scene that made Yan Weihong stunned appeared, and everyone raised their hands and pointed at Chen Chuan: "He!"

Chen Chuan apologized with both hands and said modestly: "When laughing, laughing, the tricks of ecstasy are not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

"Fuck!" Zhou Yan couldn't stand Chen Chuan's slutty look, "You can die if you don't show off."

"Yes!" Chen Chuan said, "Pretending is a disease, and I have no cure for it."

"I'll go!" Zhou Aiguo couldn't stand it anymore, "Second brother, I didn't drink last night, can we keep a low profile?"

Yan Weihong laughed: "I guessed that Brother Shen is that master." After saying that, he waved his hand, "Okay, I'll just come and see how you prepared. In addition, Brother Shen, you have a lot of people. I have left two tables for you in the guest area, table No. 5 and table No. 6. I'm still busy with it, so let's go first."

Yan Weihong left, a little assistant brought by Huang Xiaomi, asked tentatively: "Can we... we go to the live party as well?"

Zhou Pei smiled and said, "Of course, table 5 and table 6 were added later."

Zhou Pei said it easily, but everyone knows that the party is very big, and the guest seats must be quite large. There is no problem with adding two tables. However, those two small tables are not something that anyone can add just by adding them. I guess even Yan Weihong doesn’t have the power.

Chen Chuan asked, "When will we make an appearance?"

Zhou Pei said: "In the queue, we were the fourth one to appear. Opening dance, folk songs, and crosstalk. But when we were actually recording, we were the fifth one, because after the opening dance, the second one to appear was the Xiang** Meitao group. The appearance time was about 8:05."

Chen Chuan looked at the time, turned on the TV hanging on the wall, and the stage appeared on the TV screen; "It's already past five o'clock, when is the audience entering the venue?"

Zhou Pei shook his head: "I didn't ask about this."

"Six forty!" Huang Xiaomi said.

Zhou Pei asked, "How do you know?"

Huang Xiaomi said to Zhou Yannu with a smile and said, "Last year, we came to watch the party on site."

Time passed by little by little, and at 6:40, the TV screen showed the audience's entry. As the recording time approached, Zhou Aiguo and the others became nervous.

Chen Chuan saw their nervousness and said, "Relax, don't be so nervous."

Tang Huining gave him a blank look: "It's easy to say, this is the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, the stage that the people of the whole province watch. If you put it on you, aren't you nervous?"

"Not nervous!" Chen Chuan said, "It's just singing a song, what's so nervous about?"

Tang Huining curled her lips disdainfully, "I will say that if this happens."

Zhou Ailing looked at Chen Chuan with her eyes full of pampering, "He is just a stupid and bold person, and he really won't be nervous."

"Sister Ling!" Liu Pengfei asked, "Aren't you nervous?"

Zhou Ailing smiled and said, "You just treat this performance as if you usually perform in a dance hall. It's just that there are more audiences and bigger stages, and it's no big deal."

Chen Chuan said, "Come on, I will teach you a way to relieve your nervous mood."

"What method?" Tang Huining asked hurriedly, it seemed that she was really nervous.

Chen Chuan said, "Everyone stands up and closes your eyes."

Tang Huining was the first to stand up straight and closed her eyes. Zhou Aiguo, Chen Sanjun and Liu Pengfei also closed their eyes.

Chen Chuan looked at Zhou Ailing and said with a smile: "You can also try it. This can not only relieve tension, but also relax the body."

"Okay!" Zhou Ailing agreed with a smile and closed her eyes. Zhou Pei and Huang Xiaomi and the others watched with interest.

Chen Chuan said: "Exhale the air in your lungs with force, then inhale, slowly bulge your stomach, throat and shoulders... Yes, that's it. Hold your breath, relax your body, and jump slowly, just like a puppet, stretch your legs straight... Try to hold your breath, and you can't hold it anymore and exhale..."

"Huh!" The five people exhaled for a few seconds, "I almost suffocated me to death." Tang Huining took a big breath.

Chen Chuan said: "Do it again, three times in a row!"

The five people did three more times, and after returning to normal breathing, they opened their eyes. Liu Pengfei said, "I'm not as nervous as before."

Tang Huining nodded and said, "It's really useful."

Chen Chuan said: "There is another method that works more effectively than this. Should I learn it?"

"Yes!" Tang Huining raised her hand and said with a smile, "As long as it works."

Chen Chuan took Zhou Aiguo's pants and carefully wiped the ground.

"Hey!" Zhou Aiguo said dissatisfiedly, "That's my pants."

"Give you back!" Chen Chuan threw his pants at Zhou Aiguo's feet, "Come one by one, lie flat on the ground, who will come first?"

"Me!" Tang Huining was the first to lie flat on the ground.

Chen Chuan said: "Put your hands on your abdomen, fingers are connected, and slowly inhale through your nose. You must slow down. When you feel the lungs and abdomen bulge, your fingers separate. Hold your breath and you can't hold it anymore. Then, when you start exhaling, take it slowly, and do it dozens of times... OK, do it ten times in a row."

Tang Huining did it ten times in a row, then opened her eyes, lay there motionless, and after two or three minutes, she could get up: "Can I say, is this really amazing?"

Chen Chuan smiled and said, "This method of relaxation is very old, but it is really effective. Doing it a few times can slow down the contraction of the heart and provide oxygen to the brain. After calming down, your mind will be in a clear state and your mind will be clear."

"I'll do it!" Zhou Aiguo lay down again and did it ten times in a row.

"How is it?" Chen Sanjun asked.

Zhou Aiguo stood up and said, "I don't feel anything, it's just that."

Chen Sanjun pushed Zhou Aiguo away: "Don't die, I'll do it!"

Then, they started to do it one by one. Even Huang Xiaomi, Kumquat and the others followed suit to feel whether it was really that magical.

After a group of people finished making noises, they found that it was already seven o'clock. Chen Chuan said, "Okay, stop making trouble, hurry up and go to the scene, the recording is about to begin."

Zhou Yanyi pulled Huang Xiaomi: "Let's go, I'll take you there."

Kumquat hesitated for a moment and said, "You guys go first, I'm going to go after they come on stage."

Huang Xiaomi pursed her lips and smiled: "Okay, let's go first!"

Zhou Pei waved to Chen Chuan, "You go too, just have me here."

Chen Chuan nodded: "Then I'll go there."

"Go!" Zhou Pei looked at Kumquat, blinked, and then smiled meaningfully. Kumquat smiled so hard that her face turned red, and she deliberately looked at TV.

"It will start in ten minutes. Should we prepare?"

"There is nothing to be prepared!" Zhou Aiguo said carelessly, "We will take the elevator to the stage, and the musical instrument staff will place it for us."

"Oh!" Kumquat said.

I don’t know if it was because the heating was too strong or because the tension had not been relieved, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on Zhou Aiguo’s forehead. Kumquat hesitated for a moment, and finally he mustered up the courage to put out a hand towel in his pocket and raise his hand to wipe Zhou Aiguo’s sweat.

This sudden action made Zhou Aiguo want to hide if he was conditioned. Jinju grabbed his arm and said, "Don't move!" Then, gently wiped off the sweat beads on Zhou Aiguo's forehead.

Chen Sanjun and Liu Pengfei were the most dull, looking at Zhou Aiguo who was a little embarrassed, and then looking at the kumquat that was pretending to be nothing. Then he raised his head, elongated the tone, and let out a strange sound.

This sound made the calm Kumquat's face turn red, and Zhou Aiguo felt uncomfortable.

Then, the lounge fell into a strange atmosphere.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Ailing's lips, breaking the awkward atmosphere, "It seems like she has drunk too much water!" Then she pulled the kumquat and "accompany me to the toilet."

"Okay!" Kumquat agreed, turned around and left the lounge, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Chuan looked around and finally found Yan Weihong in the on-site general dispatch room: "Director Yan, I finally found you."

Yan Weihong saw Chen Chuan and said with a smile: "Is there anything wrong?"

Chen Chuan nodded: "Of course there is something wrong, but I'll run here to do what I'll do for you if I'm fine."

Yan Weihong looked at the time and came out in the dispatch room: "How many minutes are there to say, what's the matter?"

Yan Weihong was polite to Chen Chuan before because Zhou Pei and Zhou Yan. As for his identity as the songwriter, he also played a role, but it was absolutely impossible to make Yan Weihong so enthusiastic. But after several contacts, Yan Weihong suddenly discovered that it was not too much to describe Chen Chuan, a young man who was only 20 years old, was not an exaggeration to describe him as talented. He also put forward many feasibility suggestions for the Spring Festival Gala, which opened his eyes.

Now, the two of them can definitely be called a friend of age, "Tell me, what's the matter."

Chen Chuan and Yan Weihong said a few words, then took out a folded note in their pocket and handed it to Yan Weihong, "It's written on it, don't make any mistakes, otherwise it will really be a joke."

Yan Weihong laughed and put away the note: "Don't worry, if this is done well, I, as a director, don't have to do it anymore. I'd better go home and sell sweet potatoes."

"Director Yan!" a young man shouted, "Hurry up, there are less than ten minutes left."

"Here you come!" Yan Weihong said, "It's about to record it, I'm going back to work hard." After that, he turned around and entered the main dispatch room.

Chen Chuan put his hands in his pockets, walked towards the audience, and saw Zhou Yan and the others from afar.

Then, Chen Chuan saw Han Zimei, the little king Lin Tianle, and several other stars from Xiangjiang. When Chen Chuan looked over, Han Zimei seemed to have felt something. She looked back and saw Chen Chuan, and waved with a smile.

At this time, Lin Tianle also looked back and then his face, which was smiling suddenly became gloomy. Chen Chuan grinned and raised his hand and waved it. However, Chen Chuan's smile and waved his hand were in response to Han Zimei's greetings. In Lin Tianle's eyes, he was a provocation.

"What's this!" Zhou Yan suddenly saw Chen Chuan standing not far behind, "What are you doing standing there? The party is about to begin, come here quickly."

Chen Chuan walked over, sat down next to Zhou Yan, and looked around. In addition to the relatives, the ones who could sit in the guest area were invited celebrities. However, Chen Chuan knew those who were only there, and he saw them on the tape cover of Chen Sanjun.

Just as Shen Chuan looked around like a rustic bull who had never seen the world, a woman walked onto the stage with a microphone: "The recording is about to begin, everyone can calm down."

The scene of the party that was originally a bit noisy suddenly became quiet. The woman walked down with the microphone and then heard the countdown.

“8,7,6…”

At this time, a group of men and women in dance uniforms and a group of children were already standing in the backstage and ready to go on stage.
To be continued...