After being dropped by my childhood friend, I became a superstar.

Chapter 13 One cup to the rising sun, one cup to the moonlight

The figure under the spotlight.

It instantly attracted the attention of all the viewers.

Although the specific features of the face are not clearly visible, there are even special hairy protrusions on both sides of the face.

But the figure's upright posture, with arms hanging low, and especially its raised neck, made it seem like a posture straight out of a textbook, which immediately attracted the attention of the audience.

In the director's room.

Holding the walkie-talkie, Luo Qianyang looked at the figure on the stage, exclaimed "Whoa!" and raised an eyebrow.

"Good lad, you actually have some talent."

The assistant director sitting next to him, with headphones around his neck, also looked at the unfamiliar figure on the stage, adjusted his glasses, and asked in confusion.

"Director Luo, isn't this a bit wrong?"

"If I remember correctly, you told me a few days ago that you found a more suitable Jiang Wantang to replace that slut who stood us up."

"But now... I don't think the last person looks like Jiang Wantang. He's obviously a male singer."

"Director Luo, could it be that Jiang Wantang didn't come either, and you found another singer or artist? Who is he? Is he reliable?"

"It might be reliable." Luo Qianyang stared at the figure at the back of the stage and added.

"It might not be that reliable, but it's a last resort. We can't exactly let you sing with that hoarse voice, can we?"

Upon hearing Luo Qianyang's answer, Assistant Director Zhang was stunned.

He then silently took out his phone, dialed a number, and said with great seriousness, "Old Yu, give me one more day for the sound tuning."

"Yes, the 'Sleeping Dragon' and 'Young Phoenix' are likely going to be featured in this variety show."

Although Luo Qianyang felt somewhat disdainful of the assistant director's decision to hire a sound engineer in advance, he did not speak up to stop him.

Although Chen Yuan sang very well during the audition, without any flaws, and was definitely good enough for the show.

Luo Qianyang immediately opened a back door, allowing Chen Yuan, who was essentially an ordinary person, to wear a mask and replace Jiang Wantang in her original position.

But singing to him alone is completely different from singing to five hundred audience members.

Furthermore, the pressure will increase exponentially with the falling spotlight.

Luo Qianyang suddenly became nervous and started praying... that Chen Yuan wouldn't be so nervous that he couldn't even sing, or he would be in big trouble.

If you can sing it, you can tune it.

......

on the stage.

Feeling the warmth of the spotlight, Chen Yuan, carrying his guitar and microphone, felt his heart beating a little faster for some reason.

Chen Yuan hadn't felt this way in a long time.

He was once the world's most sought-after superstar, having appeared on countless stages and witnessed all sorts of scenes.

The initial tension and anxiety had long since turned into numbness, as commonplace as going home.

Now, this feeling that had disappeared for who knows how long resurfaced in his heart, making Chen Yuan feel inexplicably excited and filled with an indescribable surge of passion.

Just like when I first stood on the stage.

Chen Yuan exhaled a calm breath and began to walk slowly forward. In the eyes of all the audience members present, they could clearly see... the big gray wolf mask he was wearing.

Although this mask is not a head covering, its extended edges completely cover the face.

"Wow, this mask is really big; I can't see anything at all."

In the singer's rest area, the faceless man leaned comfortably against the sofa, glanced at the handsome young man sitting alone on the side sofa, his head down as if he dared not say much, and deliberately spoke.

"Regardless of how well he sings, just looking at the mask he's wearing is enough to make any man like him."

"If you're going to wear a mask, then wear a mask; if you're going to sing, then sing. But doing all that shady stuff offstage has no class whatsoever. I really can't stand it."

Upon hearing these words...

Xiao Yingjun didn't dare to say anything more and could only keep his head lowered even further in silence.

Because, among the people present, apart from the singer wearing the rabbit headgear, the other three were clearly more senior and had higher status than him.

"It shouldn't be too different." Singer Wild Fox revealed a charming smile, her red lips slightly parted as she continued.

"Just from those first few steps, I could tell at a glance that this is definitely an artist with a lot of stage experience."

"I just don't know which up-and-coming singer is behind that mask. Actually, the range isn't very big. We should be able to guess after he starts singing."

Sun Wukong and the Faceless Man both nodded in agreement, as a response, and also with a bit of the same curiosity.

......

In the studio.

Although the big gray wolf mask completely covered his face, the anticipation in the eyes of the audience became even clearer, and it was also filled with curiosity.

The way this "Big Bad Wolf" singer walked and the way he carried his guitar had already filled everyone with anticipation and curiosity.

In particular, as the last singer to be recorded this time, all the viewers wanted to have a good ear cleanse and bring this episode to a perfect close.

If the singer performs poorly like the previous one, then no matter how well the first four singers perform, the variety show will likely flop and won't generate much buzz.

now.

Under the watchful eyes and anticipation of everyone in the audience.

Chen Yuan walked to the microphone stand, skillfully inserted the microphone into the stand, and sat on the white bar stool.

He picked up the guitar and held it in his arms, looking around at the audience below the stage.

Although the lights obscured his features, making him see only blurry shadows, Chen Yuan knew perfectly well that they were all waiting and anticipating.

He looked away, lowered his head to look at the guitar, and began to gently tap the strings.

"Thump—"

"Thump—"

"Thump—"

"..."

Chen Yuan lightly tapped the guitar, producing a crisp sound like drumbeats, which immediately drew the attention of all the listeners.

As all the audience waited for the accompaniment to begin.

Chen Yuan's fingers were already skillfully plucking the guitar strings, producing a bright, crisp, and highly penetrating accompaniment.

With just a few simple strums and songs, any audience member with a basic understanding of music theory could immediately tell that Chen Yuan's guitar skills were very high; he was definitely not the kind of person who could only learn for two days before going on stage.

Listening to the crisp guitar sound, the audience nodded slightly, seemingly waiting for the accompaniment to begin.

But the accompaniment didn't start. Chen Yuan, wearing a big bad wolf mask, slowly approached the microphone that had been set up, and a slightly hoarse voice, filled with a sense of weight and melancholy, rang out.

"When you step into this place of joy."

"Carry all your dreams and aspirations on your back."

"Different faces, different makeup."

Nobody remembers what you look like.

"After three rounds of drinks, you're in the corner."

"Stubbornly singing bitter songs."

"Listen to it being drowned out by the noise."

You pick up your glass and say to yourself...