The two tents were finally handed over to the guests after dinner.

Of course, we can’t afford to replace a large camping tent at the moment, but everyone is very satisfied with having a fully enclosed space.

Even Jian Yuanhang, who was the most difficult to serve, didn't say much. The staff breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe they were worried about the live broadcast camera?

In fact, the staff members are not sure at this moment. Some people say that the live broadcast time will change. I don’t know whether it is true or not. Anyway, the director and producer have already had a meeting.

In less than half an hour, everyone had installed the tent. Now it finally felt like a modern life, without having to crowd into a thatched house with mosquitoes.

The bonfire during dinner has not yet been extinguished, and the guests are sitting around in twos and threes. Some are in a daze, some are chatting quietly, and some are playing with small sticks and wondering what they are thinking.

Suddenly, Yang Huohuo's eyes lit up and he asked, "How many points do we still have? Is it enough to buy a guitar?"

He immediately got up and ran to the scoreboard, and a big 28 instantly lit up his eyes.

"How about we change the guitar. There is nothing to do in the wilderness. Those who can play the guitar can play and sing by themselves. Or I can accompany you, or Xiaonan can come. She plays well."

Yang Huohuo suggested excitedly.

It didn't matter to Nan Jinping, he was a professional singer to begin with, and it didn't matter to Jian Yuanhang, who was from a boy band and was pretty good at singing and playing guitar.

"No, I'm tone-deaf and can't play any musical instrument. It's really impossible!" Jiang Shan was so panicked, but don't let him do this!

Liu Lu also said: "Yes, singing is not my strong point as an actor. Otherwise, we can be the audience and we will definitely heat up the atmosphere!"

As she said this, she gave Yan Fuguang a vague glance, "I don't believe you can be in this kind of limelight."

Yang Huohuo waved his hand casually and said: "It doesn't matter, whoever wants to sing can sing, otherwise it would be too wasteful for us in the entertainment industry to just sit and play in the sand."

Seeing that most people had no objection, Yang Huohuo went to the staff to ask for the guitar.

He was deducted 25 points, and the staff handed him a ukulele.

"I..., you guys are too fooled. The guitar was clearly written on the list, why has it shrunk now?!"

Yang Huohuo couldn't believe it, could it still be like this?

The staff looks like profiteers, do you want it or not?

Yang Huohuo had no choice but to take back the "guitar" that was n sizes too small, forget it, just use it, at least he didn't give him the whole erhu.

Yang Huohuo was afraid that everyone wouldn't let him go, so he just came first. Twenty years ago, he also released a single, and he could barely be considered a third-rate singer.

Yan Fuguang has no impression of music in this world, but his appreciation ability is still there. Yang Huohuo's song is indeed as he joked, a very brainwashing song, but the guests can hum along, so it is still famous?

Yang Huohuo doesn't mind making fun of himself at all. Back then, releasing singles was just a hobby, so what about the slobbery songs? It shows that his popularity is high!

After the song ended, the ukulele was handed to Nan Jinping's hand.

She thought for a while and said, "Let me sing a song that I like very much for everyone."

Nan Jinping lowered his head and gently plucked the strings, and the soft prelude flowed from his fingers...

"How many people love the grace you left behind on the screen

How many people love your independent attitude

Your eternal innocence and innocent expectations

…”

Not only were there viewers at the scene, but the barrage was also enjoying it.

[As expected of a professional singer, he can do it just by opening his mouth]

[Huo: Look down on me, a third-rate little singer, right?]

【Make a crazy call to Goddess Nan!!!】

[This is my favorite song. It’s really unreasonable if it’s not popular!]

[Is this Nan Jinping’s own song? It sounds so good!]

Yan Fuguang listened quietly. Nan Jinping's voice was fragile and fragile, but the continuous sound always attracted the audience's emotions, fragile, yet rich.

"What sorrow and sorrow, why should we go away from sorrow and suffering?

Why laugh and curse hate and love

The world is just a place for you to stay

The Milky Way is where your soul wanders

The world is just your invisible dream

An accidental dream, an earthly dream

Use your body to dream of silver-colored dreams

Dreaming within a dream outside the body

…”

As the final note fell at the last second, the entire night sky became silent, as if still immersed in the world of singing.

Suddenly a lonely applause sounded, and then, applause came one after another.

"Xiaonan, awesome!"

Yang Huohuo raised his thumb. Even though his luck in winning the award was not smooth, he always felt that Nan Jinping was worthy of the title of Queen of Songs.

Nan Jinping was a little embarrassed to be surrounded by everyone and praised her. She thanked everyone repeatedly. It seemed that she was much more comfortable when singing than usual.

"One more, one more!"

Jiang Shan was clapping very hard. This was a rare VIP seat. You couldn’t buy such a close ticket for a concert.

Unexpectedly, even the staff shouted "encore".

There is nothing more pleasant than having such a live singing concert under the summer evening sky.

Not only the people at the scene, but also the barrages in several live broadcast rooms were flooding the screen with "One More Song". The audience did not expect that there was such a benefit, and regardless of whether the voice was useful or not, everyone was doing it anyway.

"Then I will sing another song for you, "The Love That Never Lost Connection". I hope you like it."

Nan Jinping picked up the guitar again, and the melody played in his hand.

It is still a slow song, and it once again fully demonstrates Nan Jinping's tone and breath.

I have to say that Nan Jinping is very good at choosing. At least when there is only simple accompaniment, these two songs can perfectly present the characteristics of her voice. Yan Fuguang also applauded her, and she really sang well.

The atmosphere of the concert was very good, even Zhang Jingdu, who seemed to have no musical talent at all, sang a song.

Jiang Shan also let go and started to join in the fun. As he said, he couldn't sing at all, which made him laugh a lot because he was tone-deaf.

Liu Lu was pulled by Yang Huohuo to sing a chorus. Although most of them followed along, they still opened their mouths.

In the end, only Yan Fuguang did not appear on stage. Maybe Yang Huohuo took care of her young age, so he did not force her to cue her.

But Liu Lu would not miss this opportunity. She was not prepared to open her mouth at all, but in the end she went up to sing. There was no reason that Yan Fuguang would be spared!

"Sister Xiaoguang, why don't you sing a song too? Young people need to be energetic. Everyone is just having fun. It doesn't matter if you don't sing well."

In fact, Jiang Shan also wanted to hear Yan Fuguang sing, but he was too embarrassed to make noise. He somehow felt that Yan Fuguang could sing, although it might be that he had too strong a filter for beautiful women.

Jian Yuanhang, who was confused, also looked at Yan Fuguang, his eyes moving slightly under his thick bangs.

Nan Jinping was sitting next to Yan Fuguang. She came over and whispered, "Can you do it? If you don't want to sing, just don't sing. It's okay."

Yan Fuguang saw that everyone was looking at her, some were worried, some were encouraging, and some had bad intentions.

Smiling softly, she took the guitar from Nan Jinping's hand.

"Love Letter to Filmmakers", "Love That Never Lost Connection" - Shan Yichun
Chapter completed!