Entertainment: A whirlwind marriage with a fairy-like mother at the start!

The Miami sun was blinding.

The sea breeze carries the salty, humid scent unique to the tropics, rustling the palm trees along the roadside.

Several black minivans drove into the underground passage of Hard Rock Stadium.

The car door opened.

Liu Qianqian jumped off the car wearing loose sportswear, a baseball cap, and a glass of chilled juice in her hand.

Yu Le walked behind, holding a process sheet in her hand, her eyes scanning the surrounding environment.

This is the holy land of American sports.

The backstage area of ​​the Super Bowl is incredibly large, with a maze-like network of passageways.

The passageway was crowded with people.

Everywhere you look, there are staff members with walkie-talkies and workshop workers pushing all sorts of large equipment.

Turn a corner.

The passageway ahead was blocked by dozens of people.

The Black bodyguard stood ramrod straight, watching everyone who passed by warily.

Seven or eight stylists were busy around several large wardrobes, which were filled with gorgeous performance costumes.

These are all African American faces.

This is only a small part of Beyoncé's team.

The Super Bowl organizers' contact person was a fat white man who ran over, wiping his sweat.

"Mr. Yu, Ms. Liu, your rest area is ahead, please follow me."

He led the way with a big smile on his face.

I passed by the entrance to Beyoncé's lounge.

The half-closed door was suddenly pushed open.

The diva herself came out.

She was wearing a tight leather outfit, extremely high heels, and heavy, exquisite makeup.

Beyoncé has long been at the top of the pop music scene, exuding a natural sense of pressure. Wherever her gaze sweeps, the staff around her will unconsciously lower their posture.

He led his team in a grand procession toward the rehearsal area.

Liu Qianqian watched this scene and turned to whisper to Yu Le.

"Dad, they're making quite a grand entrance."

Yu Le stood with his hands in his pockets, his tone indifferent.

"The venue is big, so naturally there are many people. If you're willing, I'll provide you with a hundred bodyguards when we return to China."

Liu Qianqian pouted, amused by his words.

"With a hundred bodyguards following me, I can't even squeeze to the bar to buy a cup of milk tea. What's the fun in that?"

.........

February 6th.

Night falls.

Hard Rock Stadium in Miami erupted in a frenzy.

The Super Bowl has begun.

The streets outside the stadium were filled with tens of thousands of fans, and all kinds of supportive slogans could be seen everywhere.

Helicopters hovered over the stadium, their huge searchlights sweeping across the night sky.

Inside the lounge, a live broadcast of the game was playing on an LCD screen on the wall.

The first half has just ended.

Both teams' players left the field.

The commentator's passionate shouts came from the screen.

The organizing committee staff pushed open the door.

"Go on stage in ten minutes."

Liu Qianqian stood up.

She changed into a red and white sequined mini-skirt and white knee-high riding boots.

The high ponytail was tied tightly with a red hair ribbon.

It's a classic American cheerleading style, radiating endless youthful energy.

Yu Le walked over and helped her straighten the rhinestones on her collar.

When I touched her shoulder with my fingers, I could clearly feel that her muscles were very tense.

"nervous?"

Liu Qianqian took a deep breath and nodded.

"There is a little."

She pointed to the densely packed crowd on the screen.

"There are tens of thousands of people outside, and viewers all over the country watching on TV. Everyone is watching me."

Yu Le joked.

He pulled up a chair and sat down.

"Do the math yourself."

"How many people can this stadium hold at full capacity?"

Liu Qianqian blurted it out.

"Sixty-five thousand people."

Yu Le nodded.

How many people did you bring to the Bird's Nest?

"Eighty thousand."

Yu Le then asked.

What is the highest viewership rating for the Super Bowl in history?

"A little over one hundred million."

Yu Le spread his hands.

"You're on the Spring Festival Gala. What is the domestic viewership rating for the Spring Festival Gala?"

Liu Qianqian blinked.

"Starting at one billion."

Yu Le stood up.

"It's just numbers. The number of spectators inside the stadium is 15,000 fewer than at the Bird's Nest. The number of spectators outside is less than a fraction of that at the Spring Festival Gala. What's there to be nervous about?"

Liu Qianqian was stunned.

This extremely straightforward comparison algorithm directly dispelled the burden in her heart.

think carefully.

That's exactly what happened.

Liu Qianqian chuckled.

The tense body instantly relaxed.

"Dad, if you look at it this way, the Super Bowl is just a regular commercial event."

Yu Le opened the door to the lounge.

"Go ahead. Give the whole nation a real workout."

.........

The corridor was dimly lit.

Staff members were constantly moving around.

Lifting platform area.

Beyoncé, dressed in a golden battle robe, was already standing on the elevator next to her.

The two looked at each other.

Beyoncé gave a thumbs up.

Liu Qianqian responded with a crisp raised eyebrow.

The director started the countdown.

"Five, four, three, two, one. Let's go!"

A huge pillar of fire suddenly erupted in the center of the field.

Golden fireworks shot straight into the sky.

Beyoncé was the first to ascend to the main stage.

The entire audience of 65,000 people instantly stood up and went into a frenzy.

The melody of "CraZy In LOve" exploded out.

Beyoncé was accompanied by fifty dancers.

Her aura was fully unleashed.

Every lyric exudes an aura of domineering power.

This is the dominance of top female divas in Europe and America.

The five-minute performance was extremely fast-paced.

The music stopped abruptly.

The stage lights went out.

The entire arena was plunged into darkness for five seconds.

Just as the wave of cheers from the audience was about to subside.

Three consecutive, extremely explosive drumbeats were delivered.

The curtain rises with the rousing sound of wind instruments.

A red spotlight suddenly shone on the right side of the stage.

Liu Qianqian has her back to the audience.

The shoulders shake rapidly in rhythm.

Young viewers across the US and around the world watching the live stream were immediately ignited by this familiar melody.

Liu Qianqian turned around abruptly.

"I Stay OUt tOO late——"

"GOt nOthing in my brain——"

"That'S What peOple Say, mmm mmm——"

The dynamic dance steps exude youthful energy.

The 65,000 people in the audience do not need to be moved.

The group swayed to the rhythm.

Hollywood stars in the front row raised their hands and applauded, some even standing on their chairs.

"'CaUSe the playerS gOnna play, play, play, play, play——"

"And the haterS gOnna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate——"

"Baby, I'm iUSt gOnna Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake, Shake——"

"I Shake it Off, I Shake it Off——"

Liu Qianqian's face was covered in sweat, but there was no sign of fatigue in her eyes, only strong confidence.

She is the center of this stage!