Prosperous Marriage: Unspoken Rules in the Entertainment Industry

There was still silence after silence, and the thick blackness was like an inseparable night, covering all sounds and noises, light and shadows.

Everyone in the audience looked up at the absolute darkness in a daze, their eyes could not be moved away for a long time, as if what they saw was not the void, but the clean narcissus slowly sinking in the mud.

At the moment when the silence was about to swallow the whole world, a soft singing sound suddenly came.

His voice was extraordinarily clear and clear, like a transparent crystal without any impurities.

"Is it getting dark? Xiaolu, why are you running away?"

His tone is light, but there is a sense of distance in his singing, like a young man standing alone between heaven and earth and singing softly.

"I saw the sun was shining slightly, the wind was slightly cool, and the grass and trees were shaking slightly."

His volume gradually increased, and his childish and pure voice floated in the empty studio hall.

It was still pitch black on all sides, but for some reason, everyone really saw a pure white light falling from the midair along with his holy singing like a choir.The light is so pure, so peaceful, and with the power to comfort everything, it evokes the most genuine kindness in people's hearts.

Suddenly, a bright chasing light hit the stage.

The sudden light in the darkness caused everyone to turn their heads reflexively to avoid it, but when they got used to the light and looked at the stage again, they found a figure appeared in the center of the light.

He stood in the center of the light, and everyone couldn't see his appearance clearly. They could only see a pure white Greek-style robe surrounded by plankton in the beam of light. In the light and shade, he seemed to be floating in midair, singing softly. Singing holy songs, like a pure white angel with wings behind him, looking down on the common people with compassion.

Slowly, everyone realized that the white jade mask on his face was intact, without even a single crack.

That's not Jiangling.

Everyone whispered in their hearts.

Not because of the mask and costume, or the black hair, or even the different voice.

The moment he just appeared, they understood that the young man behind the mask had never been seen or heard before, and he came from the pure and good world that they longed for but had never touched.

The white clouds there are as light and soft as feathers, and the light is like silver moonlight shining on the world. It is full of joy and peace, full of blessings and kindness, and you can't see any evil.

In this way, he stood alone in the center of the empty stage, facing the complete darkness alone, and awakened the whole world with his singing.

The screen slowly lit up along with his singing, and the first rays of light appeared, and gradually opened a gap in the dark clouds like splashed ink, revealing the background color of the blue sky, and a trace of white clouds floated far away on the horizon where the water and the sky meet.

The vegetation began to revive, fish and insects swam from one duckweed to another, soft vines grew around the branches, and automatically formed a corolla on top of his head, the elk came out from the depths of the forest, blinking its big wet eyes, The antlers gently rubbed against his palm.

Jiang Ling, dressed in a gray robe, was half-kneeling beside him, with his back arched and his hands covering his face.

The standing angel-like boy sang softly, and slowly took off the mask while reaching out.

The face under the mask was white with soft lines, and a pair of dove-gray pupils seemed to be covered with varnish, radiant, clear and clear, it was Su Jianuo.