Lin Xuan'er took a deep breath, and then tried very hard to calm down.

Yes, she is a little tired.

But this level of tiredness was still within her acceptance level.

Especially when she realized that there were so many people who liked her in the audience who were shouting for her and applauding her.

That feeling is so amazing.

In their past concerts, many more people came to the venue than now. But she had never felt like this before.

Because at that time she knew that those who came here were all her fans.

But things are different now. Most of the people sitting there are artists like her.

Among them are many artists that Lin Xuaner once liked very much, and even admired.

And now these people are crazy about her performance and excited about her singing. This feeling is something Lin Xuan'er has never experienced before.

She was so excited now that she wanted to shout to the sky right away.

Su Yin, Wang Xingrui and Tang Yue didn't remember how long they had been applauding. Anyway, she only knew that her voice was about to become hoarse.

Anyway, after Lin Xuan'er's wonderful performances again and again, the three of them would be the first to stand up every time, using this method to mobilize the atmosphere of the scene.

This was something they had discussed before tonight's listening session.

But now some interesting changes have occurred, and they find that they no longer need to take the lead.

Because every time Lin Xuan'er sang, someone would stand up before them.

"This feeling is really great!" Wang Xingrui said with some yearning, but she was not jealous because she knew that she would get the same treatment when she released a new album. She would also thank Lin Xuan'er because it was her

It is proved that this form is feasible.

Luo Chen cleared his throat, feeling that watching a performance here was more tiring than holding a concert by himself.

This feeling made him feel magical.

Before she knew it, Lin Xuan'er had performed eight songs.

At this time, the sky has become dark. On this large open-air lawn, everyone can see the bright starry sky above their heads as long as they raise their heads, as well as the peaceful chirping of insects.

"I suddenly feel a little jealous of Lao Zhou." Ning Mang looked very comfortable tonight. He didn't expect Lin Xuan'er to be so promising: "Mom, I will also buy a manor in the suburbs sometime!"

Mrs. Ning rolled her eyes at him: "If you want to buy it, just pay for it yourself. How old are you, do you still need me to spend money for you? By the way, you must not go to your uncle!"

Ning Mang stuck out his tongue. Although he was a little reluctant, he also knew that what his mother said was right.

But the problem is that he is not Zhou Yiyang, so he has such terrible earning power.

In desperation, Ning Mang could only enjoy the night view of the manor under the starry sky, praying in his heart for Lin Xuan'er to sing a slow song.

In fact, Lin Xuaner has never sang a ballad since "I Like You".

Although not all hot dance music, the rhythm is very strong.

For the audience, it was very enjoyable to watch, and some artists even had the urge to learn to dance.

But for Lin Xuan'er, the physical exertion was huge.

"Brother Yang, how many songs are there in the new album in the end?" Wang Xingrui didn't think Zhou Yiyang would let Lin Xuan'er sing all the songs at the audition, so she was curious.

After all, in order to cater to the streaming media era and to make their album playback data look good, most singers will choose to put fifteen or sixteen songs in one song. Some even put more than 30 songs directly in it.

Zhou Yiyang smiled: "No more, no less, 12 songs."

In the past, 12 songs in an album was actually quite a lot. But looking at it now, it's still relatively few.

"That is to say, there are still four songs left to sing." Su Yin raised her head and glanced at Lin Xuan'er's condition, and suddenly felt that if she continued to sing like this, wouldn't she faint? "Xuan'er's physical strength can sustain it.

Can you live there?"

"Actually, she will sing another song tonight, and then our listening session will be over." At this point, Zhou Yiyang suddenly turned his head and looked at Wang Xingrui beside him: "Of course, if you want to have fun,

You can wait until Xuan'er comes down before going up. But I definitely won't record it."

Wang Xingrui suddenly laughed. After listening to so many songs tonight, if she had any idea of ​​showing off her singing voice, it would definitely be a lie.

"Okay, Brother Yang, I can't wait!" Wang Xingrui stretched and then looked forward.

Outside this audition, there were actually media waiting, even though they had been waiting for three full hours.

These reporters jogged hard because this could keep their bodies warm.

"I said, haven't they finished singing yet?" A reporter asked curiously: "This is too long!"

"Who knows!" Another reporter blew hot air into his hand: "But we can't wait any longer. I'm going to catch a cold if we wait any longer! It's too cold in Shanghai at night!"

"No!" The reporter grabbed his colleague: "There are so many colleagues here. Whoever reports first tonight will be popular! Besides, we have been waiting for three hours, and we can't wait any longer.

fine."

"It's so late, even if the report is published, will anyone really read it?"

What this reporter didn't know was that for fans of Lin Xuan'er and Moonlight Girl, these three hours were extremely difficult.

They are constantly refreshing Weibo, wanting to see the latest situation.

In fact, they can't hear the new songs, they just want to see the comments of these guests.

If they are all good reviews, then they can have a sweet dream tonight with peace of mind.

In the teacher's apartment of a middle school.

"Hey, I said if you can't sleep, don't sleep." Why didn't Mother Lin know that the man next to her was suffering from insomnia? In just ten minutes, he had already gone back and forth three times.

Father Lin sighed: "How do you think Xuan'er performed at the audition?"

"It must be good!" Mother Lin said confidently: "Besides, if you don't sleep, will it affect our Xuan'er's performance? Why not wake up tomorrow and ask your daughter directly!"

Father Lin shook his head, walked to the balcony, and finally smoked a cigarette.

He raised his head and looked at the stars in the sky. It seemed that being under the same starry sky with his daughter was the greatest comfort.

When the guests at the scene thought that the listening session was over, Lin Xuan'er changed her clothes again and walked onto the stage.

This is a pajamas, pure white.

She was barefoot, her hair was loose, and she had a faint smile on her face.

When the moonlight shone on her body, the scene immediately seemed much peaceful.
Chapter completed!