"The first two rehearsals were fine, but later on, with audience interaction, if there’s no piano accompaniment, along with your voice, it naturally won’t be the perfect state. — Or are you afraid that you’re not in good shape, affecting your performance?"
Yu Zexiao’s eyes widened. Him, not in good shape? What a joke!
He might be off during acting, but singing—he absolutely would not be!
The corners of his soft lips parted, simply uttering two words. Although they weren’t arrogant, within that calmness lay an implicit air of entitlement and dominance.
Taking the microphone, the familiar electric current travelled from the palm of his hand straight to his heart.
All of his songs, all of his music, he wrote them himself—word by word—including the theme song for "Rock Youth." Composing gave his music a soul, and compared to that dummy who spent his days figuring out plots on set, the stage and music suited him better!
The temporary stage wasn’t fully set up yet, and the cameras weren’t ready. The main actors hadn’t taken their places either.
Yu Zexiao still maintained his posture, holding the microphone with his eyes closed, as if he were brewing some emotion.
The pianist had already practiced the piece. Seizing the opportunity before the performance began, he snuck out, wanting to use the restroom.
Unexpectedly, just as he took a few steps, possibly due to an unstable edge of the stage, he misstepped and fell down!
A loud crash, followed by a man’s pained cry of "Ouch!" Someone had tumbled down, instinctively protecting his head with his arms, and just so happened to injure his wrist!
People nearby immediately rushed over. Approaching the man, they saw him lying on his side on the ground, one hand guarding his right wrist, pain so intense his face had turned pale!
"Quick, quick, call a doctor!"
The sudden accident caught everyone at the scene off guard. Even the audience was abuzz with speculation.
In the ensuing chaos, a group of people reached the pianist’s side: "Where do you feel uncomfortable? Where did you get hurt? Is there anything wrong?"
The man, gritting his teeth and furrowing his brow, struggled to say, "My, my wrist!"
Although the hastily constructed stage wasn’t tall—merely two meters, not enough to be fatal—the way he fell on his side, using his wrist to protect his head—it was clear how much impact his wrist had endured!
Director Li had the crew take the man back, but then they encountered a problem—
The pianist had fallen; who would play the piano now?
Because of the emergency, everyone was gathered backstage. Director Li looked around and suddenly asked, "Who can play the piano?"
That question stumped everyone present!
Yu Zexiao and Lu Jiayuan could play the piano. It’s just that, during shooting, their positions clearly didn’t suit taking over this role.
Some others in the crew could play the piano, and a few timidly raised their hands. Director Li asked, "Can you, with confidence, look at the sheet music soon and play this piano piece flawlessly?"
At that moment, Jian Anning felt a sudden tremor in her heart!
Thank you to the generous "Jing MinLOVE" and "Bangoran" for the rewards~