I really didn't intend to make a living based on my looks.

The talent show segment continues.

The first three male guests took turns appearing.

The guy with the buzz cut sang "The Moon Represents My Heart," and the guy from the chicken farm learned a magic trick from somewhere. Although his technique was a bit off, the audience still cheered him on.

The applause was sparse.

985 did dance the same dance he did in the bar, but the moves were too unrestrained and didn't quite fit the show.

Several elderly women in the audience watched with shining eyes...

It was Fu Longfei's turn.

He stood up, straightened his collar, glanced at Li Xue, and then at Jiang Chen.

The script is the script, but men sometimes have a strange competitive spirit.

Those two were playing a game, one carrying the other on his back and the other hugging him, their eyes sparkling with suggestive flirtation, making him look like a clown in comparison.

He stood by watching, his smile almost bursting from his face.

grass!!!

It's time to show you the power of the Shandong Dance King.

Fu Longfei is the winner of the "Youth Charm Award" at the first "Shuoji Cup" Youth Street Dance Competition in Jiang City in 2003.

The music is ringing.

Show Lo's "Support".

"You're my brother, no need for formalities..."

Fu Longfei slid out to the beat of the drums, his cross steps were steady and neat, and with a shrug of his shoulders, his whole body seemed to be electrified.

He took two steps back in the moonwalk, lowering his center of gravity to an extremely low position, and his right hand swung smoothly from the top of his head to his fingertips, as fluid as a snake.

The locking gesture is executed cleanly and crisply, with a flick of the wrist that locks onto each drumbeat, exuding power.

The audience began clapping along to the rhythm.

As a final finishing move, he put his hands on his hips, tilted his body slightly to the side, and raised his head, striking the classic "King of Cannons" pose...

Freeze.

The audience erupted in enthusiastic applause.

Fu Longfei, panting, glanced at Jiang Chen triumphantly.

Da Bing walked onto the stage and patted Fu Longfei on the shoulder: "The fourth male guest's dance was fantastic; he's clearly a professional!"

"Next, let's welcome our last male guest, Jiang Chen! What talent will you be showcasing?"

Jiang Chen stood up, took the microphone, and said, "I'll be playing and singing an original song."

The entire audience, along with the guests on stage, fell silent instantly.

What the heck?

Original songs?

Isn't this supposed to be a dating show?

A staff member handed Jiang Chen a guitar, which he took, tested a couple of notes, tuned the strings, and then moved a chair to sit in the center of the stage.

The lighting technician skillfully dimmed all the lights in the venue, leaving only a spotlight shining on him.

The audience fell silent.

Jiang Chen sat there, holding his guitar in his arms. When he looked down, his eyelashes cast a small shadow on his face.

The intro is very light and clean, with a few simple chords flowing out like water.

He spoke.

"Holding you in my hands, I devoutly burn incense..."

The voice wasn't high-pitched and had a slightly hoarse quality. It wasn't the kind of singing style that was technically proficient, and you could even hear that the breath control wasn't quite professional in some places.

But that quality, on this stage, under the spotlight…

The buffs are stacking up...

"Cut a piece of candlelight to illuminate the scriptures..."

The sound of the guitar blended with his voice, without accompaniment or reverb, clean as the air on a winter morning.

"I don't ask for anything epic, I just want to love once..."

The audience fell completely silent.

Everyone involuntarily held their breath.

"I will dedicate my entire life to serving you."

"I only hope you'll stop your wandering gaze!"

His voice trailed off slightly on the word "gaze," the last syllable trembling slightly, before continuing.

"Grant me the power to give and receive infinite love."

"Let me sit peacefully under the Bodhi tree and meditate quietly!"

As the last line was sung, the guitar music stopped, leaving a lingering echo.

The entire room fell silent.

Then, applause erupted!

"So handsome..."

"This song is so good! Is it an original song?"

"What song is this?"

"Did he really write that himself? What a talent!"

"A person who is clean-looking sings clean-looking songs."

An older woman in the back row was quite agitated.

"Young man, you sing really well! But I have to tell you the truth, the girl on stage isn't as pretty as my daughter!"

The whole room burst into laughter, and the atmosphere instantly became lively again.

Da Bing was standing on the side stage, holding the microphone halfway up, but forgot to speak. It took him several seconds to realize what was happening.

"This...this..." He cleared his throat, "This song is making me want to fall in love."

Another burst of laughter erupted from the audience.

Fu Longfei stood in the male guest's seat, mouth agape, eyes glazed over.

who am I?

where am I?

Dude, it's just a blind date.

Is it not enough that I gave it to you?

Li Xue's usually smiling eyes were shining brightly at that moment.

She had always thought Jiang Chen was somewhat handsome.

The main reason was that the guy looked clean and not greasy, which made her feel comfortable.

But that's all!

She's been dancing since elementary school, not to mention the Beijing Dance Academy, where she's seen plenty of handsome guys.

Being handsome is nothing special to her anymore.

But once he started singing this song, he became a completely different person.

It's like you've known someone for a long time and think they're just average, at best pleasing to the eye.

Until one day he played a piece on the piano on stage, or made a three-pointer on the basketball court, or spoke eloquently in the conference room.

You suddenly realize that he's glowing.

It's not that my appearance has changed, it's that my temperament has changed.

That feeling is far more captivating than simply being handsome.

Li Xue feels this way right now.

That boy in the center of the stage is shining right now!

She gripped the roses tighter, her knuckles turning slightly white.

My heart is beating a little fast.

She is actually only twenty years old this year, a student at the Beijing Dance Academy, studying Chinese classical dance.

I came to this show purely to fill in for someone else.

She and the host, Dabing, are old acquaintances.

She's a local girl who appeared on Da Bing's show "Sunshine Express" a few years ago. Back then, she was just a kid and worked as an extra.

When the film crew distributed boxed lunches, the extras' lunchboxes didn't even contain a piece of meat; they were just vegetables, tofu, and watery soup.

How could a little foodie like her tolerate this?

After all, her life's ideal is to lie down and eat all the time, an ideal that has never changed since she was eight years old.

I burst into tears on the spot, the tears falling into my lunchbox. The more I cried, the hungrier I got, and the hungrier I got, the more I cried. I felt so wronged.

Even soldiers can be immoral.

He deliberately ate his braised pork belly in front of her and joked that it was "too greasy," which unexpectedly became the beginning of their friendship.

They can be considered friends despite their age difference.

Da Bing's show was short of high-quality female guests this time, and a phone call came in: "Nizi, do me a favor and come help out."

She agreed without hesitation.

This is what Jinan girls are like—loyal and righteous.

But this fifth male guest is just too handsome!

Li Xue's heart was still pounding as she watched the boy on stage packing up his guitar.

What do I do?

That's not how it's written in the script.

The script said that she would eventually get together with that blond-haired Fu Longfei.

Yes, it's that melodramatic!

I don't care anymore, to hell with the script...

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