I really don't want to be red

Chapter 708 Forced to do something
Ma Donglin looked serious, "Mr. An, it's okay, we're here to cheer for you!"

An Ran waved her hand, no one went in, so why bother.

And because the things he did in Hanzhou are too big, most of the awards this time will be ruined.

He didn't need to think about it. If it were him, he wouldn't give the award to someone who blatantly slapped Han Zhou in the face.

It can be said that it is a personal grievance to fight with the SB Tiantuan.

But what happened on Prime Minister Street can't be forgiven anyway.

Since you can't win an award, it doesn't really matter if you get in or not.

Ma Donglin suddenly said: "Teacher An, cheer up, don't be knocked down by life!"

"That's right, Teacher An, you can't be defeated. Think about how you persuaded us not to bow to life! Being alive is a very handsome thing!"

What the hell!What are you talking about?An Ran looked at the excited expressions of the two, I don't seem to have any negative emotions like decadence!
He didn't know that when he walked on the red carpet, his lonely figure carried a sense of depression.

Let these people make up their minds, and leaving has changed their taste.

Ma Donglin gave a few instructions to the younger brother behind him.

The younger brothers nodded and rushed out immediately.

An Ran hadn't noticed yet, since she was bored anyway, she chatted with Ma Donglin and the others.

Within a few minutes, I saw a few younger brothers rushing over carrying audio equipment.

"Teacher An!" Ma Donglin pointed to the audio equipment brought by the younger brothers, excited and excited, "Sing bravely, and give yourself the greatest encouragement and courage!"

"???"

No, you can see that I have no courage.

Before he could react, Ma Donglin had already stuffed the microphone into his hand.

Another younger brother squeezed in, "Brother Donglin, as for musical instruments, we only found these!"

The little boy was holding a guitar, an erhu, and a violin hitting the instruments, all of which were strings.

There is no such thing as an electronic piano suitable for accompaniment.

An Ran was taken aback for a while, are you asking me to play and sing by myself?
"Teacher An, burn up!"

What the hell... This is really not what I want to do!
A group of reporters in front, after taking pictures, most of them went in, but suddenly they saw the commotion here, and they all became curious.

"What's going on over there?"

"do not know!"

"Ah, it seems that those guys are going to do something bad!"

"This is news, leave a few people outside to pay attention, and the rest go in!"

"All right!"

Several trainee journalists of low status were left outside.

The memories left behind are all downcast. This is a film festival, where big names gather and stars gather, but they are left outside.

Blame that guy.

Fans of other celebrities also looked at this side curiously.

What are these guys up to?
Anyway, waiting outside is idle, why not go and have a look.

It is human nature to join in the fun, especially at this time, everyone is even more interested.

Although the group of people looked a little vicious, they didn't seem to have done anything out of the ordinary. Besides, they were speakers and musical instruments. Are they going to perform?
"What are they doing?"

"I do not know!"

"Go and see..."

"Well, anyway, it will be a long time before the Obamas come out!"

"Is it a program organized by the organizer?"

"No way, it should be spontaneous from the fans..."

Everyone approached this way while discussing. After all, this group of people seemed a bit difficult to get along with, so it is best to be careful.

Not too many meetings, everyone gathered here.

Although not completely close, but also relatively concentrated.

A few intern reporters watched the crowd gather and glanced at each other. It seemed like there was really news.

The one left inside was reporter Xia Zhou. He didn't pay attention just now, so he stretched his head to take a closer look.

Damn, isn't that An Ran?
safely!

He cheered up immediately, if it was An Ran's words, it was 100% big news.

Maybe it's even more lively than inside, this guy has a troublesome physique, and if he's a troublemaker, it's news to him!

The Xiazhou reporter didn't hesitate at all, and walked up to An Ran quickly.

As soon as he came over, he suddenly felt that the air was stagnant. When he looked up, he saw hundreds of big men staring at him.

What the hell!

How does this atmosphere feel a little weird.

An Ran looked back at him, scanned the name on his press card, and said with a smile, "From Xiazhou?"

"Yes, Teacher An!" The reporter hurriedly said, "My name is Zhu Wei, and I'm a reporter from Soyun!"

An Ran nodded, "It's okay, just shoot if you want!"

Teacher An is still easy to talk, Zhu Wei whispered: "But these people..."

He glanced at Ma Donglin and the others.

"These are all my fans." An Ran said in an understatement tone.

"Damn it!" Zhu Wei almost blurted out the swear words.

You are a unique fan!
They are all younger sisters and younger brothers. You, an all-violent big man, really don't follow the usual path.

As an intern reporter, he had been helping his immediate boss just now, so he didn't notice a few words here.

Seeing An Ran's fans now, the whole person feels a little bad.

In the past, I often heard that star fans clashed with each other.

Ma De, there will never be other fans in this place, dare to conflict with Teacher An's fans!
That's courting death!

He was thinking wildly here, when he heard the leading strong man say: "Teacher An, let's start!"

An Ran nodded, she was so enthusiastic, didn't she hurt her heart by refusing it?
Looking at the musical instrument handed over, An Ran took over the erhu!
Erhu?

These rough guys don't understand, but Zhu Weike, who is already an entertainment reporter, knows about this.

Generally, it is not a special case, and the erhu accompaniment will not be used.

The sound of the erhu is too sad, and it makes people feel sad when they listen to it.

And if it's a national style song, it's okay, you're in Korea...

An Ran didn't care too much.

I took a look at the erhu, it is not a good instrument, but there are obvious traces of use.

Tune the strings a little and try the next note.

An Ran closed her eyes. The vocals of this song are more retro, with the classical beauty of traditional music, and the song is very expressive.

Erhu is the main instrument throughout the whole piece.

The original song is a female voice, with a sweet, even a bit coquettish feeling.

To be honest, female voices of this kind of songs are good to hear, but male voices also have the style of male voices.

In the detention room at that time, the chorus of a group of old men was very exciting.

An Ran pressed the strings and pulled the bow.

A sad and mournful melody came out...

Everyone was taken aback, and was immediately attracted by the melody.

This is a great start!
Music is the best way to communicate, no matter the country or nationality, no matter whether the language is the same or not.

Everyone didn't expect An Ran to sing any good songs. After all, this is Hanzhou, and you can't understand the good songs!

But together with this prelude, many people are full of expectations, even if they don't understand, they want to listen to it...

(End of this chapter)