Chapter 578 I'm afraid my little sister will be upset

  Although they are also well-known in the entertainment circle, they can't compare with Jiang Xingyi's fans.

  One person sighed softly, "It really is a traffic star..."

  His voice is so small that only the agent beside him can hear him.

  ’S agent reminded, “It’s not good that this has been spread out. Who doesn’t know how strong Jiang Xingyi’s appeal is and the fighting power of fans. We can’t afford this kind of heat, so let’s go in.

  And the door.

   Jiang Xingyi and Jiang Yu walked to the group of fans.

  He put his finger to his mouth, and with a gesture, Jiang Xingyi’s fans were quiet.

   Jiang Xingyi looked around, "Stop calling my brother."

  Fans: "?"

   Jiang Xingyi looked at Jiang Yu and said warmly, “I’m afraid the little girl will be upset.”

  Fans: "!!!"

  Mom!

  Can you leave them a way to survive?

  This is at the scene, so it should be sour into a lemon essence?

   Jiang Yu was about to say, "I won’t be upset," when Jiang Xingyi grabbed his wrist.

   Jiang Xingyi said in a lowly coaxing voice, "Little sister, promise me, don't be angry, I'm just your brother."

  The fans sniffed.

  Mom, what kind of beautiful love is this...no, brother-sister relationship, it feels too good?

   Jiang Yu suddenly came up with a sentence in her mind.

  But she is not only his brother.

  But thinking that this sentence seemed inappropriate, the straight daughter Jiang Yu stopped her behavior in time, pursed her mouth, and nodded solemnly in order not to talk nonsense.

  Jiang Xingyi thought, the serious expression of the little girl is too cute?

  Unconsciously, he rubbed Jiang Yu's head and coaxed, "My little girl is so good."

  Fans:? ? ?

  Wait, haven’t enough of this grain been spread?

  Why does this start to produce sugar?

  Some fans think it’s not the right way to open them, and some fans bit their lip, howling in their hearts, I can!

  This kind of sibling relationship, she can also chant!

  A few black fans who were drawn by Jiang Xingyi arrived at the scene and happened to see this scene.

  The three people disdain, "It started again, it started again, and it started to hype about the setting of the pet girl, this is still endless? Do you want to record the show?"

  "In the eyes of a certain star, recording shows is of course not important. Anyway, it is not based on the work to speak, it is the popularity and fake data to get the first sales."

"Yeah, what kind of strength do you want? Coming to this show is not just a round of travel. Don't you have to quickly brush up on the existence, and then solidify a wave of fans? Of course, we must continue to speculate and set this favorite girl to the end. Well."

   "Yes, not to mention that today is a good opportunity for live performances, how can you not play well?"

   Jiang Yu turned his head and glanced at the few people.

   "Are you arrogant?"

   "What? Is there a problem?"

  Jiang Yu raised his eyes and said indifferently, "Not really, I'm just afraid that your face will hurt later."

   Jiang Xingyi did not have any decisive expressions on his face, he gave them a sideways look, "I hope you can stick to it."

  After speaking, Jiang Xingyi and Jiang Yu stepped into the venue together.

  ……

   Jiang Xingyi went backstage to prepare.

   Jiang Yu sat in the audience at the front desk.

  The program group left her the second row position, and the first row was invited by the program group. It is said that they are the big names in the industry, that is, the professional judges.

  The score of the competition is composed of two parts: public judges and professional judges. There are 500 public judges, each with one vote; there are 15 professional judges, each with 20 votes.

  There are a total of eight guest players participating in this performance. After two rounds, the last one with the lowest number of votes will be eliminated.

  When Jiang Yu sat down, he heard the professional judges discussing.

  "Who do you think will be the first place today?"

   "It must be Beihe, a veteran singer, the song "Continue Flying" that year, has been sung until now, he has left too many classics!"

   "But you also said that it was the same year. Beihe hasn't had any good works in the past few years. I feel like I'm still eating the old books of the previous few years. There is nothing new and the melody has not changed..."

   "From my point of view, I think it is Hua Hin. She has a wide range, good singing skills and good stage effects."

   "But I don't think her works are a bit noisy, and her composing ability is not good..."

   "Or maybe he could..."

   "What about her..."

  A group of judges talked about it, and one person suddenly said, “Why have you talked for so long and everyone else has mentioned it, so no one mentions Jiang Xingyi’s name?”

  As soon as I said this, the air suddenly stagnated.

  To be honest, although Jiang Xingyi's reputation is very high, they haven't heard of Jiang Xingyi's work much.

  Even if you have heard it, everyone knows in their hearts that there are too many places to fake songs coming out of the studio.

  How many people call themselves singers, singing LIVE is a big car rollover scene.

  Although Jiang Xingyi also had a concert, and the concerts were full, everyone subconsciously thought that his fans were too heavy on his filters. Even if he was gasping and out of tune, no one would think there was a problem.

  And of course they will not go to the Internet to search for Jiang Xingyi’s concert video to watch, so everyone is suspicious of Jiang Xingyi’s strength.

   Jiang Yu retracted his gaze and snorted softly.

  Old antiques.

  Stupid.

  The same goes for the backstage waiting area.

  The order of going on stage has been decided by lottery. Although these guests have seen each other, they are not familiar with each other. After coming in, they only greeted each other politely. After a few conversations, the backstage fell silent.

   Jiang Xingyi sat in a corner of the corner, playing with the phone in his hand, closing his eyes, and passing the melody in his mind again.

  He has a leisurely posture and is not nervous at all. It really doesn't seem to be a game.

  Someone thought sourly that he probably determined his popularity. Although the 500 public judges on the scene were randomly selected, they might also hide a lot of Jiang Xingyi’s fans in it, so he was not afraid.

  Traffic stars are really enviable. They don’t need a professional level. With just one face, fans can blow it up.

  The gazes of several other people swept across Jiang Xingyi's side without a trace, and then quietly took them back.

  Although no one spoke, the singers who were present felt that Jiang Xingyi was invited to "Singer and Composer" for Jiang Xingyi's topic and traffic, and to bring the show's popularity.

  Whether it is his fans or black fans who deliberately want to hack him, anyway, if there is a topic, the show will have ratings.

  The show won’t be muddled, and they can follow along, so why not do it.

  So, although Jiang Xingyi doesn't really look down on Jiang Xingyi in my heart, no one will show it.

   Soon, the recording of the show officially began.

  (End of this chapter)