Dream Concert went on as scheduled, and the fluorescent sticks held by the audience were shining with different colors in the dark, like a bright ocean.
However, when it was their turn to perform on the stage, they were greeted by a silent darkness.
For some reason, other fans tacitly extinguished the fluorescent wands in their hands and shouted the name of another women's group "Wonder Girls" during their performance.
If the faint fluorescent rod in the fan area was still flashing, the nine girls might have collapsed on the stage.
In the corner of the auditorium sat a young man named Li Juntai, who was in his early twenties.
He did not join in the chanting of "Wonder Girls", nor did he utter any inharmonious boos.
He sat there quietly, his eyes deep and calm, as if all the troubles had nothing to do with him.
After a while, he took out his mobile phone, sent a message briefly, and then quietly got up and left without attracting anyone's attention.
He went out of the stadium and walked towards the backstage entrance.
There was a tall and beautiful woman waiting for him.
She is dressed in a black casual suit, paired with a hip skirt and black stockings, which makes her look both competent and sexy.
"Juntai xi, as you ordered, you will be the next one."
Li Juntai nodded slightly, walked straight to the back door of the stadium, crossed the long corridor, and came to the area waiting for the stage.
In the boos of the whole audience, nine members of the teenage age slowly walked down from the stage with tears in their eyes.
Their eyes were facing Li Juntai, but there was no light in their eyes.
As they hurried past him, he could not help but say, "You are already great. Don't lose confidence because of this."
Hearing this sentence, the members of the girlhood stopped and looked back in tears.
While they doubt who the other party is, they also appreciate the words of comfort from the other party.
Captain Kim Tae yeon is inexplicably familiar with this voice. She seems to have heard it somewhere, but she can't remember it.
She looked at Li Juntai doubtfully, trying to recall any clues about him, but finally she had to give up.
Kim Tae yeon attributed all this to her tired and nervous nerves, and thought it was just an illusion of her predicament.
However, she felt vaguely in her heart that this voice and this person seemed to have some indescribable connection with her.
As the agent of the girlhood hurried to come, they also turned around and left, but they silently remembered Li Juntai's appearance.
Zhixiao, the host on the stage, said mysteriously: "The next temporary guest may not be familiar to everyone, but you must have heard his songs."
"He is..."
Zhixiao deliberately paused to satisfy the audience's appetite.
She took a deep breath and shouted excitedly: "He is the youngest musical talent of our peninsula people - J.Y!"
As her voice gradually increased, the scene lights gradually dimmed, and a beam of chasing lights hit the edge of the stage.
A figure slowly stepped onto the stage under the spotlight.
The nine young girls who had just left a short distance all stopped at the same time, and turned in amazement to look at the back that was coming onto the stage.
J. Who is Y? Of course, they know that their debut song is written by each other.
A mysterious music producer who only knows his name but doesn't know his person in the entertainment circle, his songs are popular throughout the peninsula.
Most of the songs sung by the idols at tonight's ceremony were written by him.
The other eight members of the girlhood seemed to think of something and all looked at Kim Tae yeon.
Because Kim Tae yeon's first OST was written by her counterpart, it is rumored that she was assigned to sing it.
At that time, they joked about the J Y must like our Taiyan.
"Taiyan?" Sunny couldn't help but speak.
Kim Tae yeon seemed to know what she wanted to ask, and shook her head in confusion.
On the stage, the figure under the spotlight gradually becomes clear.
Li Juntai is just a simple shirt and jeans, which doesn't look impressive.
However, his slender figure and delicate appearance make people see, especially the unique charm sent out by the light, which can not be ignored.
In the audience, someone recognized him, covered his mouth with his hands and whispered in amazement: "Dafa, didn't he just sit next to me?"
It turns out that the people who wrote countless popular songs are so young and handsome, and they can become famous in situ.
Li Juntai raised the microphone and gently auditioned.
"Hello, hello..."
“test，test…”
"Hello, I'm J. Y."
His voice was like the spring breeze, full of magnetism and gentleness, which instantly dispelled the only doubt in people's hearts.
When everyone expected him to sing, he turned his head and said, "Please turn off the music."
When the backstage sound engineer was worried, the chief director immediately said through the walkie talkie, "Do what you say on the stage."
Then the music stopped abruptly.
The scene was suddenly silent, and all eyes were focused on J Y.
Li Juntai took a deep breath and slowly said, "To be honest, I am not an idol star, or even a member of the entertainment industry."
He paused a little and continued: "I really didn't want to come when the sponsor invited me temporarily. After all, I was just behind the scenes, and in plain speaking, I was a bad songwriter. There was no need, and I didn't want to be so high-profile."
His self mockery caused a burst of laughter from the audience.
"So I didn't plan to go on the stage, but I was always in the audience. But..."
His voice was very calm, as if without a trace of emotion.
"I saw something I couldn't understand."
"Although I don't know what happened, you hate the girlhood so much, and humiliate them by collectively extinguishing the fluorescent rods."
His eyes swept over the audience, and a teasing smile hung on his mouth.
"I know that many of you are very angry now, or you don't understand why I started my girlhood."
"But don't worry, what I want to say is that if this is the status quo of the show business..."
"If this is the so-called fan..."
"If the cultural quality of the food circle is only so high..."
"Of course, I'm not aiming at anyone, nor am I trying to help anyone..."
"But with all due respect, there are some people here. Those who have just extinguished the fluorescent wand, you'd better go home and listen to your mother."
"Because your childish behavior makes me feel funny, even without the basic respect."
"Shu, nothing is..."
Li Juntai stretched out his right hand after complaining.
Then, without hesitation, let the microphone fall freely.
When the microphone hit the ground, the harsh current sounded through the stadium, like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart.
When people came back to their senses, Li Juntai had already left gracefully.
What remained was an uproar and angry voice at the scene.
If security had not maintained order, the audience would have rushed onto the stage and beaten Li Juntai violently.
The backstage staff have been confused for a long time. Some people can't help but quietly extend their thumbs. They admire Li Juntai's behavior.
Some people swallowed saliva, which was so shocking that they could not help sweating for Li Juntai.
This offends not only the fan groups, but the entire entertainment industry. I'm afraid it will be difficult to see each other again in the future.
The assistant director asked in a trembling voice, "Director, what should we do now?"
"What should I do? How should I know what to do?"
The general director was livid and shouted angrily, "What are you still doing? MC? Hurry up and save the scene! "
He wanted to tear Li Juntai, but he didn't dare. After all, he was invited by the leader of the host. How dare he make trouble.
Originally thought it was a sweet cake, but unexpectedly it was a thorn in the side.
