At 11:00 noon the next day, just after dinner, Lu Xingchuan followed Bai Qianmeng into the car to the stage.

"Achuan, don't be nervous, this is nothing great."

"Um."

"Achuan, just pretend that the audience below the stage is full of carrot sticks, so I will deal with it."

"I know."

"Achuan, don't be nervous then!"

“…”

Lu Xingchuan was speechless.

Who is nervous?

He, Mr. Lu, is a contestant who can still talk to his sister in bed on the eve of a global concert.

nervous?

He was never nervous when facing a concert of 100,000 people.

What's nervous now is this silly man.

But it is understandable, after all, today is a battle to turn things around.

At least this is true for Bai Qianmeng.

Lu Xingchuan's purpose is not on this show, he knows who his real opponent is.

Bai Qianmeng's family.

Now is not the time to think about those things.

Lu Xingchuan hates movies because he has the kind of personality that hopes to take everything into his hands.

For example, this variety show competition.

But there are too many uncontrollable factors in the box office of the movie, and he doesn't like it very much.

There was nothing to say along the way, and when they arrived at the studio, almost everyone else was there.

Seeing Bai Qianmeng, Li Yanni sneered and hummed.

Most of the others looked at her, but none of them came close to her.

From this we can see that Bai Qianmeng’s popularity is not very good.

Or... they have more or less heard of Bai Qianmeng's situation, so no one dares to lean over.

Bai Qianmeng has become a completely transparent person.

But she didn't care, after all, she had been used to it for a long time.

Besides, she is not alone now.

"Achuan, go and change your clothes quickly! Today is the last rehearsal with makeup!"

"Okay, okay."

Lu Xingchuan yawned and moved his steps away from the makeup teacher.

The main reason is that I memorize the "text" too hard.

He still has the content of the "text" that he has to memorize.

When he arrived at the dressing room, he had to change his clothes first.

According to the image he chose, Bai Qianmeng changed into simple black casual pants and white shirt.

Then he rolled his sleeves to his elbow and adjusted them before he walked out.

The makeup artist wearing a mask lit up his eyes and immediately said, "Teacher Lu, come here to sit down!"

Lu Xingchuan went over and sat down, smiled in the mirror, "Please trouble you."

"Okay ~ What hairstyle do you want?"

"Just a simple middle score." Lu Xingchuan closed his eyes, "I'll take a rest first, please trouble you."

"Yeah! It's okay! I can!"

The makeup artist can no longer help but touch his handsome face.

The young lady's makeup moves are relatively gentle, and she has light makeup, so she basically has no eyes.

After a while, Lu Xingchuan fell asleep.

He had a dream, as if he had dreamed of a middle-aged man and woman who couldn't see clearly and then negotiated with him.

They said they were Bai Qianmeng's parents, and then took out ten million to ask Lu Xingchuan to leave their daughter.

Lu Xingchuan smiled coldly and said that he would never give up on his relationship just because of money.

Then they took out 100 million...

Just when Lu Xingchuan was about to agree, he woke up from his dream.

He was awakened by the air conditioner that the makeup artist sucked.

In fact, it's not waking up but waking up from the cold.

The young lady took a breath of air conditioning, and the temperature in the dressing room was a little low.

Lu Xingchuan picked up the air conditioner remote control on the table and adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner in the house from 20 degrees to 26 degrees.

Well, I actually woke up in my dreams by knowing that it was fake.

After all...even if someone really gives 100 million, then this 100 million will be included in the company...

Lu Xingchuan looked in the mirror.

A simple middle part, fair skin, deep eyes, angular facial features, and an equally simple white shirt.

Well, it's still as handsome as before.

"Is this OK?"

"Well, it's already done." The makeup artist pointed to the table, "Teacher Bai Qianmeng brought the glasses here just now, but she didn't disturb you when she saw Teacher Lu, you were resting."

"Yeah, I get it."

Recalling what happened more than a week ago (the yesterday of this world) at the place where the clothes were sold, Lu Xingchuan raised his hand and picked up the flat-glass and put it on his face, and then smiled knowingly.

Dang--

Lu Xingchuan raised his eyebrows and looked puzzled.

The makeup artist's face turned red under the mask.

"Teacher Lu, I'm sorry!"

While apologizing desperately, she squatted down to pick up the comb she had dropped on the ground.

Damn it!

What kind of fairy looks like this!

Lu Xingchuan smiled and stood up, "Thank you for your hard work."

After saying that, he left the dressing room.

The show is about to begin.

............

"Ran Ran! Let's have a meal! The show is about to begin!"

In the student cafeteria of the Central Conservatory of Music, Duan Ran looked up at the clock hanging on the wall when he heard his best friend's urging.

"Sister, it's only 7:40, and "The Strongest Song of the New Song" starts at 8:00. Why are you panic..."

"Didn't you want to see my son Fang Hongyu's performance soon? By the way, don't criticize my son in this video! Otherwise, we will break up!"

Duan Ran rolled her eyes and was too lazy to answer.

That's right, she's actually a UP host.

Originally, she took the cover story, but in recent years, copyright has begun to tighten, and she is also thinking about transformation.

The current choice is to complain about variety shows.

I have to say that from the data, she has transformed very successfully.

One day, my best friend found out about this. She experienced the entire process from death in the club to becoming the pride of the whole dormitory.

Now, best friends are the most ruthless people who urge them to make more and more every day.

But her best friend is a girl in the fan circle, and her idol has changed one after another, so she is not allowed to complain about her idol.

But let it go this time.

After all, Fang Hongyu is indeed a bit skillful.
To be continued...