On the second day of rehearsal, Wen Jiu was the first to arrive.
When Qu Feng brought the person to the director, his eyelids were still drooping, and he looked like he hadn't woken up yet.
Zhang Guoliang was racing against time with his staff to inspect the site. He had clearly not slept long either. With panda eyes, he met Wen Xiaojiu Xiaojiu's bright gaze and silently sighed, "It's so good to be young."
"You've arrived?"
"Yes," Wen Jiu said, rubbing his hands together. "I'm ready to go on stage anytime!"
"Alright, you go first!" Zhang Guoliang waved his hand. "Lights ready!"
Down in the audience, Zhang Guoliang yawned and said to Qu Feng beside him, "This kid has a lot of clever ideas."
Qu Feng: "Skill also needs to be supported by ability to achieve something amazing, wouldn't you agree?"
Zhang Guoliang laughed heartily.
"I wasn't sure if the trending topics I bought would be useful," Zhang Guoliang said to Wen Jiu after watching the entire performance. "Now I'm very certain that your stage is powerful enough to take it to an even higher level."
Wen Jiu had just finished dancing, his eyes still slightly red. He smiled and said a few words, "Director, I feel there are a bit too many stage elements. I'd like to try reducing the piano and vocal parts at the beginning by a couple of lines."
Zhang Guoliang pondered for a moment, then asked the vocal coach beside him, "What do you think?"
The person in charge nodded. "We can consider it."
Wen Jiu bowed. "Thank you for your hard work, staff, please do it again."
Wen Jiu arrived early, and the second guest didn't arrive until two hours after he finished rehearsing.
Guan Qingqing Wen Jiu come down from the stage, clearly having rehearsed for a long time, he swayed his waist and gestured with his pinky finger as he walked over.
"You must be Wen Jiu?" Guan Qingqing curtsied politely, giving an elegant bow. "Hello, handsome, my name is Guan Qingqing."
Wen Jiu had just thanked the staff when she turned around and was confronted by a beautiful woman in a cheongsam, with wavy hair, bright red lips, and elegant and dignified manners.
"Hello, hello." Wen Jiu quickly approached him, wanting to shake his hand, but realizing he was a pretty girl, she timidly withdrew her hand, blushing as soon as she spoke.
"I... I am Wen Xiaojiu... no, I am Wen Jiu." Wen Jiu suddenly became flustered, her eyes darting away.
I was sobbing inside.
After being a transmigrator in this book for so long, I've finally met a normal girl! Waaaaah!
Although she wasn't exactly a cute and sweet girl, Wen Jiu wiped away her tears, indicating that her current requirements weren't high.
A mature woman is quite something!
"Pfft, haha!" Guan Qingqing couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh. "I'll call you Xiaojiu Jiu, you can just call me Qingqing."
After saying that, he emphasized again, "It's the second word, ' Qingqing, the beloved of a beautiful woman!'"
Suddenly, Wen Xiaojiu, a straight man, blushed from her face to the roots of her neck.
"Qing... I... I'm still... that..."
Qu Feng and Meng Xiao had just bought steamed buns and soy milk from outside and were handing them out to the director and staff who hadn't had breakfast yet.
Turning around, I saw my own artist standing there, looking awkward and embarrassed.
Qu Feng: "..."
Are those two words too hot to handle?
Qu Feng is a veteran in the entertainment industry, with a sharp eye; he immediately recognized that the woman in the cheongsam was a man.
He sighed wearily, greeted the other team, and dragged the embarrassing kid away.
Wen Jiu protested softly, "I haven't even talked to the lady yet..."
Bang!
The car door slammed shut, and Qu Feng walked to the other side and sat down.
"You'd better think about how to explain this to President Feng later." After saying that, Qu Feng couldn't help but mutter, "Scumbag!"
Meng Xiao in the passenger seat. "Pfft!"
Wen Jiu:...?
Meng Xiao knew about Wen Jiu and Feng Chi's current situation. She smiled mischievously and asked, " Master Wang, would it be convenient for you to transfer to the Feng?"
The driver, with an unlit cigarette dangling from his lips, said, "No problem!"
Wen Jiu:???
What happened to his team?
"I just haven't seen such a beautiful young lady in so long..." Under the death stare of her assistant, Wen Jiu swallowed hard and said from the bottom of her heart, "Sister."
Meng Xiao, who was two months younger than Wen Jiu, slowly withdrew her gaze.
"It's just a look, it's not like I'm going to cheat, what's there to say..."
Qu Feng didn't expose that the man was a cross-dresser who was cleverly tricking his own child. "Since you're so confident, I suppose you wouldn't mind if I told President Feng."
Wen Jiu:... Suddenly feeling guilty.
"Okay, okay, I won't watch it anymore!"
Wen Jiu has been completely under Feng Chi's thumb lately, and it's obvious that everyone around her has noticed this. Several pairs of eyes are taking turns watching over President Feng, Wen Xiaojiu doesn't even dare to look at beautiful women anymore.
The next day, " The Blazing Stage " officially premiered.
The guests invited to the variety show all possess both popularity and talent, and even the judges are accomplished singers from various generations.
The elderly gentleman with a full white beard Ying Songnian, a professor at the music academy.
Hu Yanping, a veteran singer with a naturally smiling face and a king of the music scene.
Wang Xu, a popular singer-songwriter and powerful vocalist.
And Han Ling, a dance enthusiast who won gold medals in various dance competitions at a young age.
With a stellar lineup of mentors and popular, talented guests, the variety show garnered 40 million views upon its premiere.
Netizens jokingly said that it would be even more perfect if they added Shen Huaian, a talented idol.
In the lounge, Wen Jiu was still putting on makeup.
"I'm so nervous, so nervous..." Wen Jiu said to Feng Chi on the other end of the phone, "My heart is about to jump out of my chest!"
Feng Chi was on his way after finishing a meeting when he heard this and comforted him, "I'm almost there. Before you go on stage, you can put your heart on my chest, and I'll give you mine."
Wen Jiu glanced at the makeup artist subconsciously, tried to hold back, but couldn't help exclaiming, "You... you be serious!"
What would I do with your heart? You can't even sing or dance!
Another soft chuckle came from the other end.
Wen Jiu felt half his body go numb from listening. He pretended to hang up and snapped at him, "I'm not talking to you anymore!"
"Baby, don't be angry." Feng Chi was wearing a new suit again today. "I'll be there soon."
"Ugh, you unfilial son! That's so cheesy!"
Wen Jiu hung up the phone amidst muffled laughter from the other end, replied to Yu Qing and the others with words of encouragement, and then handed the phone to Qu Feng, who was standing next to her.
He was the third to draw a number and go on stage, at which point he needed to go backstage to prepare.
Qu Feng took the person over, checked the equipment three times to make sure everything was in order, then patted Wen Xiaojiu on the shoulder. Before he could say anything, Feng Chi arrived.
Wen Jiu awkwardly straightened her black silk shirt, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
This outfit was styled by the stylist according to the stage style: a silk shirt, tight black pants, and several silver necklaces around her neck.
Two buttons on his shirt collar were undone, and a red mole was placed on his collarbone.
Extremely sexy.
This style was fine on stage, but when Feng Chi saw it up close in private, Wen Jiu was so embarrassed that she didn't know where to look.
"I... I'm going on stage, please don't..." (This is a nonsensical phrase, likely a typo
Before she could finish speaking, she was grabbed and hugged by the person who came over.
Wen Jiu's eyes widened slightly.
Without any lust, the man gently embraced his Star.
"Didn't you say you were nervous?" Feng Chi let go of his hand, looking down at him. "Does a hug make you feel better?"
"Ah, yes, much better." Wen Jiu reacted a beat late.
"Go ahead, I'll be waiting for you backstage."
Wen Jiu nodded blankly.
Wen Jiu's makeup was very heavy today, especially his eye makeup. In order to amplify the advantage of his peach blossom eyes, the makeup artist specially added eyeshadow blending, applied a layer of silver powder, and also put blood-red colored contact lenses on him.
Now, those beautiful, alluring eyes are staring blankly at me; no one could resist them.
Feng Chi raised his hand to cover his eyes and gently kissed him through the back of his hand.
"Charging complete."
Wen Jiu touched her eyes sheepishly, then turned and walked onto the elevator platform. "I'll go up then!"