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

Shu Chang was wearing a pink princess dress.

She was also wearing a huge pink pig ear headband.

Xue Zhiqian had just run off the stage, covered in sweat, when he saw Shu Chang clinging to the door frame and refusing to move, and he burst out laughing.

"Hey, isn't this Silly Girl? What happened to her?"

Shu Chang glared at him.

He lifted his leg and kicked.

He stepped precisely on Xue Zhiqian's leather shoes.

"Agh—!" Xue Zhiqian let out a miserable scream, clutching his foot and hopping around on one leg, his previous affectionate demeanor on stage completely gone.

Yu Le stood behind Shu Chang.

Holding the thermos cup in one hand.

He put his other hand on her shoulder.

"The tickets have already been sold, and you want to break the contract?"

Shu turned her head.

Tears welled up in her eyes.

"Godfather! This is the Bird's Nest! There are 80,000 people here!"

"You want me to sing nursery rhymes here?"

"How am I ever going to get married?!"

"I don't care! My stomach hurts! My stomach hurts! I suddenly got a sore throat before going on stage!"

As she spoke, Shu Chang clutched her stomach and, as if possessed by a dramatic spirit, slowly squatted down on the ground, looking as if she was about to faint at any moment.

Yu Le remained unmoved, blew on the steam rising from the rim of the cup, and took a sip of the warm goji berry water.

"I'll dock your pay if you fake illness."

Shu Chang's body, which was squatting on the ground, stiffened.

Yu Le said calmly, then added, "After you finish singing, I'll take you out for a big meal."

Shu Chang's ears twitched.

Two meals.

"Deal." Shu Chang suddenly raised her head.

She jumped up from the ground, dusted off imaginary dust from her princess dress, and loosened the doorframe.

They walked toward the elevator platform as if facing certain death.

He was screaming wildly inside.

Destroy it, hurry up.

on the stage.

The lights came on.

The prelude begins.

The extremely cheerful and childlike electronic synthesizer melody filled the entire venue.

The 80,000 audience members were stunned.

What's going on?

A sudden change in art style?

Shu Chang appeared in the center of the stage as the rising platform appeared.

She raised the microphone.

"Pig! Your nose has two nostrils—"

"When you have a cold, you still have snot hanging from your nose—"

A sweet and playful voice.

Coupled with extremely catchy lyrics.

The entire room fell silent for three seconds.

Then.

Laughter echoed throughout the venue.

"Hahahaha! The Song of the Amazing Pig!"

"Shu Chang is so cute!"

"This song is so catchy!"

Shu Chang went all out.

Since we've already lost face...

Then let's get rid of it completely.

She sang while jumping around on stage.

Place your hands in front of your nose.

He mimicked the gesture of a pig's nose.

"Pig! You have such dark eyes!"

"I look and look, but I can't see the end!"

Xue Zhiqian changed his clothes backstage.

Peeking out at the stage.

thumbs up.

"Awesome."

offstage.

Eighty thousand audience members have been completely captivated by this catchy and addictive song.

It was hilarious from the very beginning.

The whole audience started clapping along to the beat.

Some people even started singing along.

"Pig! Your ears are so big—"

Shu Chang ran to the edge of the stage.

Point the microphone at the audience in the front row.

The burly male fans in the front row shouted at the top of their lungs.

"Even if you keep fanning yourself, you won't hear me calling you stupid—"

Shu Chang laughed so hard she bent over.

She covered her pink pig ear headband with both hands.

He made an exaggerated face at the camera.

She ran backstage with cheerful steps.

Her pink princess dress swayed from side to side with her movements.

Her cheeks were flushed, and fine beads of sweat clung to her forehead.

Just a moment ago on stage he was saying it was embarrassing, but now his eyes are full of excitement.

She ripped the pink pig ear headband off her head and tossed it onto the dressing table next to her.

Yu Le leaned against the wall and handed over a bottle of mineral water with the cap already unscrewed.

"Godfather, the stage atmosphere is amazing!" Shu Chang took the water bottle, tilted her head back, and took a big gulp.

"Still ashamed?" Yu Le said, holding a thermos, her tone teasing.

"It's not embarrassing at all! I saw some guys in the front row singing even more enthusiastically than me, they were practically breaking their glow sticks in the process." Shu Chang proudly raised her chin, revealing two small tiger teeth.

"But we can't miss either of the two big meals we promised!"

"Okay." Yu Le nodded.

The staff around them were all covering their mouths and laughing.

This girl is usually dignified and poised on set, but today she's completely let loose.

Xue Zhiqian had already changed into a pure white, irregularly cut suit.

Her neckline was slightly open, exuding a decadent sexiness.

He stood at the entrance of the passage, took a deep breath, his chest heaving, and the playfulness in his eyes faded, replaced by focus.

"Old Xue, it's your turn to finish up." Yu Le walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Watch me, boss." Xue Zhiqian's eyes burned with fire.

He turned and walked into the elevator shaft.

The mechanical gears turned, and the lifting platform slowly rose.

The stage lights suddenly went out.

Then several beams of pale blue spotlights lit up, crisscrossing and shining on Xue Zhiqian in the center of the stage.

The piano prelude flowed out with a plaintive and sorrowful tone.

Your reasons are rather weak—

"I'll try my best to be the atmosphere maker—"

"I've mastered the role of someone who experiences pain—"

"The more times you hear the talk of breaking up, the more devastating it becomes, the less you'll give a direct answer—"

"Eccentric characters in relationships, if there's build-up, it won't be awkward—"

Xue Zhiqian gripped the microphone tightly with both hands and closed his eyes.

His unique, grainy voice echoed above the Bird's Nest.

"So we need to find a way to postpone things, one that's both calm and allows for sudden, unexpected struggles—"

"I'm willing to be a weirdo, so I'm not afraid of being laughed at by you—"

The 80,000 audience members were all holding glow sticks.

Countless blue glow sticks swayed gently in the darkness, converging into a tranquil sea of ​​stars.

This song is so heartbreaking.

Xue Zhiqian walked slowly on the stage.

Every note transition and every pause in breath was handled with exquisite detail.

He portrayed that feeling of being humble to the point of being insignificant, yet helpless, to the fullest extent.

Inside the back-end control room.

Chang Shilei pushed up his thick black-rimmed glasses and nodded in satisfaction.