Entertainment Starts with the Villain and Supporting Roles

For a while, the voices of congratulations on the Internet kept refreshing, and the netizens were not given a chance to leave a message, and the voices kept coming.

And this also indirectly reflects Ye Fan's connections in the entertainment industry.

This night was also spent under such congratulations.

.......

curved.

It was already the second day, Ye Fan came out of the hotel, casually put on a pair of sunglasses and a mask, and went out.

As for Wu Jing, he had already gone back.

And because I still have to attend the NO.20 Golden Melody Awards ceremony, I have to stay in Wanwan for three days.

In addition, the organizers of the Golden Melody Awards and the Golden Film Awards are not the same, and the hotels are also different.

I just wanted to go out for a walk, although I came to the bend many times, but I didn't turn around much, so I took the opportunity to find a hotel or something.

In addition, before adding it, Lin Xiqian reminded Wan Wan to bring gifts home, so that he could buy a few gifts by the way.

Wearing sunglasses and walking on the street, it didn't attract the attention of others.

I have to say that the weather in Wanwan is still very good. Although it is November, it is not that cold, and a coat is enough.

Strolling on the street, tasting some local snacks, the time passed quickly, and it was night in a blink of an eye.

Walking on the square, Ye Fan took out his mobile phone to book a hotel.

suddenly.

"I'm going to turn a blind eye when I should cooperate with your performance."

"Forcing someone who loves you the most to improvise."

"When did we start to put away the bottom line."

"Follow the changes of the times and watch those clumsy performances."

The singing sound came from the square, Ye Fan followed the sound of the singing, and there were a large number of people crowded in the distance, forming a circle.

In the middle of the crowd was a street singer who sang "Actor".

Seeing this scene, the corners of Ye Fan's mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile, and he approached slowly.

"I'm doing my best to perform as I should cooperate with you."

"It's like the guests in an emotional show are chosen by everyone."

From the original street singer singing, it has become a chorus.

Ye Fan slowly appeared behind the street singer, passed through the crowd, and walked towards the street singer.

When Ye Fan appeared, the originally loud chorus stopped abruptly, and each looked at the person wearing a mask who appeared suddenly.

At this moment, Ye Fan took off his mask and slowly approached the microphone.

"what!"

In an instant, deafening screams resounded from the entire square, and countless spectators all looked at Ye Fan, their expressions widened, their faces full of shock.

Seeing their expressions, the street singer was taken aback, "Am I singing so well? What's wrong with them?"

Just when the street singer was wondering.

"But why did you love me so much in the performance details?"

Ye Fan's singing sounded instantly, and the original scream became more intense.

And at this moment, the street singer finally found Ye Fan, especially seeing Ye Fan singing at such a close distance, he was even more dumbfounded, and even forgot to play.

"The look of not caring is my last performance."

Without the accompaniment, Ye Fan sang a cappella, which still aroused a lot of cheers.

While singing, Ye Fan looked at the street singer and smiled, signaling him to continue playing.

Only then did the street singer come to his senses and hurriedly played, with a smile on his face all the time, extremely happy.

"I chose to perform because I love you."

"This kind of fulfillment."

After singing a song, the surrounding audience applauded each other without any hesitation after a short period of stupefaction.

"Nice!"

"Brother Fan sings really well!"

"Brother Fan, why did you suddenly appear?"

"Brother Fan, are you waiting for the Golden Melody Award?"

The voice kept ringing, and Ye Fan's face was full of smiles, and he picked up the microphone: "Let's not talk about work today, and concentrate on listening to the music, okay?"

"it is good!"

All the voices came, and they all looked at Ye Fan with smiles on their faces.