Fu Cuo followed Wang Xiaoou into the recording booth. There was a circle of camera positions and security personnel in front of the stage. The host Xie Wang was already sitting on the stage, confirming the content of the script for the last time. The sound system and everything looked ready, and it looked like they were about to start recording. Wang Xiaoou walked down to the stage. She was an assistant and had to stand closer to the bottom of the stage. Fu Cuo called her to stop and said, "I'll be right here."
Wang Xiaoou nodded and said yes, and hurried through the crowd, walked around a lot of wires and walked to the front.
Fu Cuo was standing in the aisle on the side of the auditorium. In fact, he didn't come to watch the recording of the show, but since the recording was about to start, he probably had to wait until the recording of the show was finished. At this moment, he didn't know where to wait.
"Big Café" is a relatively old talk show on Sky Entertainment. Each episode lasts fifty minutes. Usually, two or three artists are invited to record each episode, and then cut into one episode for broadcast. During this period, only Sui Qingchi was alone. Before Sui Qingchi, the only ones who came to "Big Cafe" to record the special session were Gu Sangni and an actor-level star.
The director directs the opening, the right side of the stage is the channel for the guests to enter the stage, the lights flicker for a while, and the prelude of a familiar song plays, Fu mistakenly recognized that it was the song "Ordinary" from Sui Qingchi's fourth album, some audience members at the scene He began to shout Sui Qingchi's name excitedly. Fu Cuo saw the figure coming out from the right side of the stage through the gap between the camera and the front staff, and frowned. The man wearing sunglasses and bowing his head was obviously not Sui Qingchi, the height difference was so far, but this person seemed to be Imitate Sui Qingchi, wearing a black hooded sweater, the hat is pulled up to cover the head, ripped jeans, and even the walking posture is intentionally imitated, but it is too exaggerated. Although Sui Qingchi walks a bit windy and arrogant, but not So pompous.
The audience in the audience also reacted, and then the singing sang together, and the whole audience laughed. Fu Cuo remembered that this imitator seemed to be the assistant of the host Xie Wang. I don’t remember the name. It seemed that he made his debut by imitating and being funny. It was a bit similar to imitating Sui Qingchi’s pronunciation when singing, but the rest Can't hear it at all, his voice is hoarse, his pitch is bad, and he splits at the high pitch, but it doesn't prevent him from exaggerating Sui Qingchi's typhoon throughout the whole process, imitating Sui Qingchi and copying it in his pocket with one hand, and incidentally took out a cigarette case to impress the public , imitating Sui Qingchi’s action of pulling the mic when singing high notes, but the microphone can’t be heard at all when the microphone is only a distance away from the fist. Most of the time, singing like this is just for explosion-proof microphones. This person actually pulled the microphone to his crotch. Fu Cuo really can't stand it.
There are also eyes, in the eyes of the public, that is simply Sui Qingchi's signature, his incomparable, "overwhelming second soul" eyes, are now cut into various emoticons by fans, passers-by Heizi, and accompanied by There are all kinds of second-year sentences.
The funny performance was exchanged for laughter from the audience. Fu Cuo stood behind the crowd, but couldn't laugh. He didn't know what Sui Qingchi's reaction was when he saw this scene.
When the deity came up, his face was really ugly. The host Xie Wang asked his assistant to stand beside Sui Qingchi. Sui Qingchi turned his head and glanced at the little man next to him who was half his height shorter than him. The assistant gave a cowardly smile Backed away, kept bowing and apologizing: "Offended, offended!"
Sui Qingchi said: "How about you sit there?"
The assistant said repeatedly: "Oh, don't dare!" He bowed and said, "Please sit down, please sit down!"
Sui Qingchi walked to the sofa and sat down, her expression didn't soften, she was just trying her best to restrain herself. From such a distance, Fu Cuo also guessed that his back molars were probably on top.
Xie Wang wanted to bring back the slightly awkward atmosphere at the scene, so he said to Sui Qingchi: "Actually, he sang that song "How Can I Love You" very vividly."
The assistant stood beside him and waved his hands vigorously: "Oh, brother Xie Wang, please forgive me, this... I am very cowardly in front of this deity!"
Xie Wang didn't ask Sui Qingchi's opinion, but asked the audience: "Do you want to listen?"
Fu Cuoduo hoped to hear the entire audience categorically say "no", but the audience is only the audience after all, and they are all inertial supporters. Although there are some fans who don't look very happy, most of them still shouted "yes" in cooperation.
The audience cheered, the assistant really started singing, and the atmosphere became lively again, but Fu Cuo only had Sui Qingchi in his eyes. Look at the man standing in front of him, imitating his typhoon in a funny way. Even though the imitation this time is much more restrained than the last time, even if the other party may not have any malicious intentions, this is just a trick to make the audience laugh. Maybe he has done this kind of performance in front of other singers and won a lot of applause, but Sui Qingchi is not so A big-hearted person, this may be his shortcoming, but anyone who walks along the way will only hear attacks and ridicule, and it is impossible to sincerely laugh at these as jokes.
Fu Cuo saw that Sui Qingchi was agitated for a few times during the hearing. When he was agitated, he would put his hands on his chin and cover his face. Sometimes his fingers could make a few marks on his chin. Between his legs, when he made that movement of looking back at the band, he bent down and covered his face as if he was completely defeated.
The laughter of the audience is still echoing. This scene is like the epitome of Sui Qingchi's so many years, from the dazzling debut, to the reputation of the future king, to people turning the "king" into a meme, in the increasingly impetuous In the entertainment industry, under the deliberate guidance of the media, people no longer pay attention to the touch he brought on stage, they prefer to consume him, his efforts and talents.
Enough is enough, Fu Cuo couldn't help saying in his heart, do you still have any respect for him, for such a singer who sings with soul
Sui Qingchi raised his covered face a little bit, his hands were still covering his chin, he squinted his eyes and stared at the man in the center of the stage who was about to explode, as if he was talking about how he couldn't stop, the deep frustration and helplessness Fu Cuo can even empathize with him. Such frustration and helplessness must have accompanied Sui Qingchi for a long time.
"Enough." Sui Qingchi finally said.
Xie Wang didn't hear clearly: "Isn't that enough? How about another song called "Dude"?"
"I've said enough!!" Sui Qingchi suddenly went into a rage, and the explosion made everyone in the audience fall silent. Sui Qingchi stood up and tore off the other mics on the chest of his shirt. After a few moments, he tore off the whole wireless mic behind him and threw it on the sofa. The wireless mic fell to the ground with a "bang" sound. Qing Chi put down his things and turned around to leave. Wang Xiaoou, who was under the stage, quickly went up to the stage and chased after him. The cameraman also stopped. Xie Wang looked at the director on the spot in bewilderment. The director put down the script and rushed to the backstage.
Fu Cuo and the audience waited for ten minutes, but Sui Qingchi didn't come back. The staff members on and off the stage were like headless chickens, and the audience in the audience was also discussing with excitement. Fu Cuo couldn't hear what the audience was saying, but he could hear the discussion behind him:
"... Isn't it because he has a good face that he can be red?"
"In all fairness, the song is still pretty good."
Fu Cuo turned around when he heard the sound, and it was the two staff members standing at the entrance of the studio who were talking. Although the work cards of Sky Entertainment were hung on their chests, judging by the idleness of these two people, they should not be from this studio, but probably from someone else. I want to see Sui Tianwang's.
"The song is good, but are his fans following him because of his songs? It's a shame to show a high-minded look on the show!"
"It seems that very few creators who work with him can cooperate with him for a long time. I heard that Huanyi has to pay a lot of money to arrange a good song for him, because he is not popular in the music industry..."
"It's normal. It's a miracle that his temper has been popular for so many years."
Fu Cuo kept turning his head and staring at the two people who were leaning against the door talking loudly. The other party seemed to notice his gaze, and they became a little uncomfortable chatting. Finally, they gave him a blank look and went out.
Fu Cuo turned and looked in the direction of the stage again. Sui Qingchi's fuss today will definitely be on the hot search the next day, but he actually has a strong selfishness. He hopes that Sui Qingchi will not come back to record after he leaves. This is still the Sui Qingchi he knew back then, there is nothing in this world that he can compromise.
Since West Wind can't make you compromise, then you shouldn't compromise with any of them...
He waited with such selfishness. The longer the time, the more impatient the audience became, and the more encouraged he was. Half an hour later, he finally saw the director and host Xie Wang coming out from the side of the stage. At that moment, his heart sank suddenly, and it was Sui Qingchi who came out behind the director and Xie Wang.
He looked at Sui Qingchi like this, and when he heard the audience calm down again, he didn't know whether to feel disappointed or distressed.
I know that I am no longer that dream-chasing rock youth, what I don't know is that you are no longer the original you either.
We have all changed.
The recording of the show was very embarrassing. From the host to the audience, everyone was embarrassed. Xie Wang forced a smile on his face, because Sui Qingchi didn't look at him very much when answering questions, and most of the time he just stared at his shoes. Occasionally I looked up and didn't know where to look, and sometimes I didn't listen to the questions, and I answered irrelevant questions there, and Xie Wang was too embarrassed to ask him again. When Xie Wang interacted with the audience, Sui Qingchi looked to the side of the auditorium. Fu Cuo was afraid that he would see him, so he quietly turned and left. At this time, he is probably the last person Sui Qingchi wants to see.
Fu Cuo went to the garage. Sui Qingchi's black Alpha is easy to find. The driver is not here at the moment. The underground garage is very quiet, but it is a bit cold. In fact, he can go upstairs and wait, but he is still more used to the quietness here. I found a place where I don't need to blow the wind, and I plan to stay until the recording of the show is over.
Sui Qingchi still had to record on it for an hour, he subconsciously raised his head to look at the top of his head, thinking how could he survive
The waiting time was boring, so he had no choice but to use his mobile phone to pass the time. For some reason, he entered the three words "Sui Qingchi" on Weibo and clicked search. When the search content about Sui Qingchi popped up, I suddenly remembered that the last time I searched for news on the Internet, it was still on the high-speed train in the middle of the night.
The content found this time does not seem to have changed from a few years ago. The hottest things are always photos, street photos, airport photos, all kinds of hard photos, screenshots, raw pictures, those who love him still love him crazily, hate him His love is also very sincere, and the love for him seems to be changing every day. Every time Sui Qingchi publishes a piece of news, every time there is a trending search, no matter if he is a fan or not, he can always post lengthy microblogs for him, whether he loves him, loves him, hates him, hates him, everything is eloquent , talking endlessly, I haven't seen such an extreme star for many years.
After hesitating for a moment, he still clicked on Sui Qingchi's Weibo at the top of the page, and the first one that caught his eyes was a Weibo that had been retweeted by fans nine million times:
—I advise you not to follow me too sincerely. Many people follow me until the end, they are crazy. Every day, if you don’t do business, you can live by one word, one look, by breathing the exhaust of my car, by breathing. Collecting my cigarette butts to live, did you ever think about what I was doing when you were living like this trash? I am doing my favorite career. I live in a luxury house and drive a luxury car. If you still have some backbone, you can go to a good school and become a successful person. After a few years, put the money in front of me. What do you want me to do? When I said it face to face, although I might not be able to answer it, at least I would think highly of you.
This microblog was posted at four o'clock in the morning. Fu Cuo casually scrolled down, and many of Sui Qingchi's Weibo posts were posted in the early hours of the morning.
The second popular article was reposted from a stubborn and dark Weibo. The original post complained about why Sui Qingchi was the endorsement everywhere. Sui Qingchi posted a selfie in front of the huge CBD endorsement advertisement.
It was the global endorsement of an international high-end luxury brand. The full-body photo occupied an entire exterior wall of that flagship store. Even if the whole city fell asleep, it would still be lit up all night.
In the comments, the fans also followed suit, posting various endorsement products of Sui Qingchi, and Sui Qingchi took the trouble to like them one by one. Someone left him a message with a trumpet: Is the price dropping? He also gave a special thumbs up to show that he saw it.
Sui Qingchi has very little time to give benefits to fans, but he takes good care of his black, posting selfies must be arrogant, in order to show the black that I am doing well, and I just love to see if you don’t like me and can’t do it lose my look. Fu Cuo was a little dumbfounded as he swiped down.
The garage is quiet and empty, only the sound of wheels speeding by outside can be vaguely heard, and all the impetuous noise seems to be far away. Sui Qingchi who has been missed in these years has been made up. His confusion and confusion after becoming famous, and his high-spiritedness when he debuted, all kinds of things are unreservedly displayed in front of his eyes.
—@中二全球黑托护会only found out today that this account is dedicated to hacking me, and it only has more than one million fans. Can you afford me in such a row? Help expand, you are welcome.
—The title of Heavenly King is not what I want, why is it now that I take myself as the king? Those of you who keep calling me the second heavenly king over and over again, do you have a split personality
— Forward Weibo //@地面强声音: King of the stage! He's ing!
—Is it possible to make something reliable? I'm NP and drugged and slashed my wrists, I'm too fucking busy
—I don't accept this apology, whoever loves to accept it accepts it. Within 24 hours, I can't see a 2000-word long apology Weibo. We will see you in court. @毛正Jack @星调查@娱乐团those things@贵圆真相罗缘烈@Reuters@狗社@Daddy说事@24小时报话@岁精兴节
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— My band, on the way, can look forward to it.
——Natural disasters can’t stop you from criticizing me. Am I bigger than the sky in your hearts
—I donated all the proceeds from the album. Originally, I didn’t bother to talk about this kind of thing, but with so many eyes staring at me, I still want to talk about it, lest you have long nights and dreams. And pay more attention to practical things. If I don't have a good life, you won't have a good life because of it. Besides, my tm life is super good.
- It's just a singer, not RMB. I never thought of being popular as the goal of my struggle in my life.
—Don't worry about my private life, okay? Even if I slept with a sow last night, it has nothing to do with you, okay
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—Some people say that I am too irritable recently, and suggest that I take Weibo to the company to take care of. I have been using this Weibo account since high school. It is impossible, but thank you for being nosy.
— If you can’t get it down, don’t you know how to vote others up? !
—I'm not an idol, so why do you give me those messy data? Are you sick in your head? ! Get me off that list in three days!
—Okay, let me break my promise, let me tell you what exactly do you want from me? Yes, I am the one who was abandoned, but I am also the one who was abandoned. If I don’t understand anything, can I close the microphone? !
— This is the first and only time I have spoken to fans of Xifeng. Since I signed with Huanyi, you have been coming to my Weibo to scold me. I have never spoken back about my previous love, and I will move forward Is it right to turn it over? ! I really can't bear it after more than four years. After all, I'm the one who has sung songs for you for so many years. I don't expect you to love me, so you don't hate me to this extent, right? Let each other go, okay
—Of course it's my mood, do I see your mood
— Which album I want to promote is my freedom, there is no standard, it depends on my mood.
—4th Album Banded
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—I was also a wolf when I was not popular, I just had no time to bite you. //@小小菟丝草: Is this the first time you have threatened fans nakedly? If you don't have fans and you are today, if you become popular, you will be a white-eyed wolf
—I don’t even remember how many times this is the first time I’ve chased a car. If you don’t chase enough cars, you still have to chase the elevator. But I’m easily emotional. I can’t do anything about chasing the nanny’s car. Chasing my car makes me suffer from road rage. may be serious
- I think it's ok. //@听听宇饰: I just got angry with a group of illegitimate paparazzi, so I took my own throat, I don’t think it’s called the second king, it’s called the stupid king
— It’s just a cigarette, if you don’t know, you might think I’m taking drugs
—My first cigarette, wish me a happy midnight.
-it is good. @西出阳关无故人: I want to teach me how to be a man.
— If you could go back in time, what would you all want to do
Fu Cuo was stunned when he saw this. There was half a year between the time of this one and the next one, and the next Weibo only had five words:
— Congratulations Damm.
It has been so long, but seeing this Weibo still makes me feel anxious. He quickly skipped this Weibo, and then slowly read the next ones:
— There are so many people picking up the airport, this row of noodles is okay, as if I can make fans level the airport with just one look, it's not your fault that the throughput of the airport is too small. Excuse me, when I landed, the rest of the people at the airport consciously gave way, especially reminding the elderly, pregnant women and children, my fans went crazy and stepped on me.
— Forward Weibo //@雅团惊涛: Here we come!
—I came here to watch a concert several years ago, which was the first concert I saw in my life. At that time, I was in the stands and secretly made up my mind that one day in the future I must come here again, but not the stands , but standing where they once stood, today I finally realized the agreement with myself, maybe not perfect enough, but better than nothing. There are so many things behind this, many people want to know, but I don't want to say, there are some things I don't bother to say. I am grateful for everything I have gone through, and those who let me go through it. I accept all the good and the bad. I am sorry that I have no intention of admitting defeat in front of anyone, but don't think I will expose it so easily. Finally, thank you to everyone who was there and those who weren't.
— Galaxy Stadium, see you there or be square.
——Thank you for the reminders from some people. I don’t need you to remind me. I know all the grades by subtracting 50%. Long, we'll see.
—Answer me loudly, am I really the sales champion? !
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He kept reading and reading like this, until he turned to the last, which was also the first Weibo. It was a photo of a guitar, a yellow acoustic guitar sitting on a sofa in a rental house, the sun was shining on it. The strings on the knobs of the headstock have not yet been trimmed, curling freely in the air and light dust.
—Happy birthday to my first guitar.
This was the only Weibo post that was not deleted during the West Wind period.
The guitar was smashed by him himself. Fu Cuo looked at this photo and thought, did not delete this photo, does it mean that he also regrets it
Or... he just has some nostalgia