Mu Tianye stood in the corridor, his eyes following Ning Xiaofei's figure on the stage. He had already forgotten to look for a seat, and he ignored the rainwater on his hair and dripped down his cheeks...
Listening to the screams and applause that belonged to her around him, he just stood there and looked at her—
His Ning Xiaofei, his little woman, his pride!
His little fairy will one day emerge from the cocoon and become a butterfly. Mu Tianye has always believed in this.
At this moment, looking at the girl on the stage, he clearly saw the invisible wings slowly opening behind her, and the corners of his lips slightly raised.
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On stage.
From Ning Xiaofei's perspective, Mu Tianye could not be seen.
Standing under the light and looking down the stage, you can only see glow sticks and mobile phone screens flashing in the darkness, as well as countless vague figures.
Step by step, she walked towards the center of the stage, imagining that more than a thousand pairs of eyes were staring at her, and she couldn't help but feel nervous.
The heartbeat speeds up little by little.
Stopping in the middle of the stage, she tried hard to raise the corners of her lips, controlled her breathing, and bent down towards the audience. She raised her right hand and gently pressed the collar. Her fingertips could clearly touch it through the thin fabric. Cards and coins in breast pocket.
Then, Mu Tianye's face flashed in his mind.
"I am coming!"
"I'm right in the audience!"
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She raised her face again and bravely looked into the nervous darkness below the stage.
Imagining that the person was standing somewhere, watching her, the originally rapid heartbeat gradually calmed down, and the originally stiff smile relaxed little by little.
"Xiao Fei, are you ready?" Shang Ya standing aside asked with a smile.
She took a breath, looked around slowly, and spoke in a relaxed tone.
"Yes."
She has been trained by his devil for a week, and even the extremely harsh "teacher" said she can do it, so why should she be nervous
The worst case scenario is losing the game.
Life is still very long, it’s just a game, so what can be decided.
This time, just use this stage to express yourself well, success or failure... who cares? !
As people relax, their confidence rises little by little from the bottom of their hearts, and Ning Xiaofei finds her normal state.
The staff had already arranged the prop table for her, and Shang Ya left the stage. Ning Xiaofei turned around and walked to the host's seat and spoke with a smile.
"This is 'Feiyu Feiyu', and I am your Ning Xiaofei.'"
Originally, her line should have been "I am Ning Xiaofei", but this time, the word "your" was specially added, especially emphasizing the emphasis on the words "you" and "the".
On the surface, it seems to be showing intimacy with the audience. In fact, this "you" refers to a specific person.
She believed that he understood.
In the audience, Mu Tianye smiled brighter and brighter.
Of course he understands that this "yours" does not refer to every audience member in general, but to him.
On the big screen, the video material she produced began to play. Ning Xiaofei got into the mood naturally, chatting and laughing, and her tone was concise and humorous. The video material was just like when he was hosting it alone in the hospital.
Everything is almost impeccable.
Whether it's her posture, style, articulation, rhythm... she has reached her best state.
In the audience, everyone was made to laugh out loud by her from time to time, and occasionally showed a bit of deep thought, and was completely brought into the program by her.
On the side of the stage, Pei Ruoxi glanced sideways at the time sign hanging on the wall, and raised a meaningful sneer at the corner of her lips.
bell-
The cell phone rang suddenly.