ps: There will be another update later today, and the rewards will be made for the 0910 helm of Mengyue Baptism.

"The concert started in half an hour. The number I just got, the tickets have been sold for more than 21,000. All tickets have been transferred to the vicinity of the concert. But you don't have to worry that the number of people on site is not as good as the Grammy Awards ceremony, because this number has exceeded the limit of the number of people in the Staples Center, so we can get at least a draw."

In the dressing room behind the concert, the scene looked a bit weird. Chen Chufan sat in front of the makeup mirror, and two thick and generous men who looked like they were not in line with the stylist were busy with each other. A beautiful woman stood behind Chen Chufan and was making a report. The protagonist who was about to go on stage was confused, but the ball on the dressing table performed much more normally than the owner, and was looking at the woman standing behind the owner with a licking face.

"Okay, Lao Pao, Qiangzi, you guys go out first. I'll change my clothes myself later!" When the boy's expression turned from confusion to Qingming, he suddenly spoke.

Lao Pao and Qiangzi looked at each other without saying a word, but just nodded, and the two left the room. After leaving the door, Qiangzi deliberately closed the door of the dressing room tightly.

"Xiuqing, you know, being able to sell so many tickets actually has nothing to do with me. If it weren't for you, maybe I could sell ten thousand tickets now, I should have laughed!" Chen Chufan stood up and said sincerely in front of the woman.

"Why did you say this suddenly? This is not like the Chen Chufan who has always been full of confidence!" Su Xiuqing turned his head, looked Chen Chufan up and down, and said playfully.

"I don't want to say thank you anymore. But I want to win tonight just for you! This has nothing to do with what I said at the press conference, and it has nothing to do with Uncle Fu's billions of dollars!" Chen Chufan showed unprecedented seriousness when he said this. This seriousness was reflected in every word, every pause in the words, and even the look he looked at the woman at this moment was filled with the taste of seriousness.

Or women are easily moved by serious men. What's more, Su Xiuqing has already agreed to her father that after tonight, she will not be able to continue to look at him silently while standing by the man in front of her.

When the inexplicable emotion mixed with the sorrow of being about to part, the woman's eyes were slightly red and she was about to cry.

But at this time, when the man's concert was about to begin, she didn't want her tears to fall in front of the man. So she lowered her head slightly, covered her eyes with her long soft hair, avoided the man's focused eyes, and suppressed the sourness from her nose. Until she calmed down, she said lightly: "I believe you can do it, so be prepared! I will watch your performance offstage as before, come on!"

After saying that, Su Xiuqing turned around and walked towards the door.

Chen Chufan looked at the woman's back silently, opened his mouth, but in the end he did not make any sound. He just watched Su Xiuqing's figure be blocked by a wooden door that was opened and then closed, and disappeared into the makeup room specially prepared for him.

After a long time, Chen Chufan looked up at the clock hanging in the dressing room. It was already 7:15. There were still the last fifteen minutes before the concert began.

...

"Sister Xiuqing, what are you? You feel that you are not in high spirits!" Han Xiaoxi, who had been resting for a while, looked around in the backstage with a lustful look until she saw Su Xiuqing walking out of Chen Chufan's dressing room with a lonely expression. She ran to Su Xiuqing and asked with a bitter face.

"Where is it? I'm just a little nervous!" Looking at Han Xiaoxi with a small face, Su Xiuqing's face opened with a smile. She stretched out her hand and touched Han Xiaoxi's head. Although she was only one year older than Han Xiaoxi, Han Xiaoxi's innocence made her unconsciously make such intimate actions when facing this girl.

"Oh! That guy is not nervous, why are you nervous for him? Just wait and see the concert." Han Xiaoxi nodded in a clear way and said disapprovingly.

"Okay, then I won't be nervous for him! Do you want to watch it in the backstage or go to the front stage with me?" Su Xiuqing took back her hand and asked casually.

"Of course, I'm with Sister Xiuqing! I don't want to stay alone in the backstage!" Han Xiaoxi stepped forward and took Su Xiuqing's arm and said intimately.

"Okay, let's go, but don't you go in and say a few words to him?" Su Xiuqing smiled and asked.

"I had been talking to him for a long time before you came! Now I don't want to pay attention to him anymore, let's go!" Han Xiaoxi pouted and replied.

...

In the dressing room, Chen Chufan had already changed into the costumes for the performance tonight, and was sitting on a stool with his eyes closed and he didn't know what he was thinking. Qiuqiu was held in his arms. The little guy felt the owner's mood that he didn't want to be disturbed at this time, but just curled up quietly in his arms, motionless.

It took ten minutes to sit, until a rapid knock at the door came from the door, Chen Chufan finally took action. He quickly opened his eyes, then raised the ball in front of him. When his eyes were facing each other, the young man said four words seriously and firmly: "Give all his strength!"

When Qiuqiu nodded sacredly, the young man put Qiuqiu on the ground, then stood up from the stool, sorted out his clothes and clothes in front of the mirror, and then walked slowly towards the door.

...

The Center of Staples Staples Staples, which is only 100 meters away from the concert, has long been very lively. Like in previous years, the exquisite red carpet has been covered with the audience and has been extended to the door. In order to allow artists to step on the red carpet smoothly, various isolation measures have been taken around Staples.

At this time, countless artists were standing on the red carpet in costumes, chatting with each other, and reporters who received exclusive interviews were shuttled among the stars and conducting on-site interviews. At the entrance of the center of the stadium, whenever a luxury car parked at the edge of the red carpet, countless reporters who had been waiting here would be excited. The stars who walked out of the car would cooperate to face the dense cameras and posed in various shapes, so that the reporters on the scene could take a good picture before walking towards the stadium along the red carpet.

In short, on the surface, tonight's Grammy Awards Ceremony seemed to be the same as in previous years, no different. Except for the noise coming from a distance, it kept reminding a woman who was chattering constantly that everyone on the red carpet was different today's party than before.

Especially at the seat of the Grammy Awards Organizing Committee, Mr. Morpheel John's face has not been very good since a staff member lowered his ear. Although he could not hear the noisy sounds outside inside Staples, he could imagine the lively scenes there through the staff's report just now.

But at this moment, the noise that had not stopped not far away suddenly became quiet, and soon after, it suddenly increased by three octaves. The sound was so loud that even when he sat upright in the center of the stadium, he could already vaguely hear it.

"Damn Z!" Morpheel John even cursed in a low voice.

This sound wave was so violent that it was not Mo Fei and John alone. All the people who were talking enthusiastically on the red carpet could clearly hear the huge sound waves as long as they didn't have their ears in their backs. This made everyone in the scene pause unconsciously, paused the topic, and looked involuntarily in the direction where the sound waves came.

Of course, they could not see anything, except for the red carpet that lasted until the door, which was very polite to welcome guests at the door. However, the sound in the room stopped temporarily because of their slight distraction. On the red carpet, which should have been extremely noisy, it was actually in a short period of strange tranquility.

As for those journalists or fans who are still guarding the door, they are standing outside the red carpet, and they are also closest to the sound wave. When the sound wave comes, they can even hear the pronunciation in the sound wave. The content is very simple, with only one country's name and a magic surname.

"Country, Chen!"
Chapter completed!