The Dazzling Princess in Modern Times

Chapter 942:

The gala hasn't started yet. Ever since Jun Shiling entered the venue, most of the cameras in the venue had been focused on him.

At this moment, under the camera, Jun Shiling was wearing a black coat. He was noble and cold, but there was a gentleness visible on his face. The light on the stage melted into Jun Shiling's eyes, softening his cold curvature.

[This smile. I imagine ten thousand love novels with a dominating CEO.].

[I can, I really can. The immersion is too strong. I became his little wife.]

[Very handsome. Hohoho, too handsome. How can I marry a man like Jun Shiling?]

Xia Wanyuan and Jun Shiling chatted for a while. When Mu Feng finished styling himself, he prepared to go up on stage.

TV host Strawberry is already standing in front of the stage. As the music rang out, the New Year's Gala began.

As the best provincial television station in the country, every gala brought by Strawberry TV can be said to be wasteful. They invite the most famous guests and invest in the best production.

At this moment, in the venue, gorgeous lights and colorful screens connected the stage and the audience into one. Outside the semi-open venue, fireworks were blooming in the sky, and the cheers of the audience echoed throughout the sky.

The host outside had already started interacting with the audience, but backstage was still at a dead end.

“Where is Xia Wanyuan? Why don't I see it?” The person in charge waited a long time but did not see Xia Wanyuan. He's very worried.

“There was a problem with his backup dance team, and we couldn't contact his manager. The show will start soon. Why don't we let the rest go first?” The staff hurriedly explained.

“That's right, Leader. However, our program list is confidential. The audience doesn't know what our orders are. Why don't we let the people behind go first? There was a problem with Xia Wanyuan's dance team, so there was no way to start it.”

He is responsible for looking at time. There were only five minutes left before Xia Wanyuan started. He hit his foot. “Huh, why don't you ask Lin Jiayin to prepare to go on stage ?!”

After such a huge mistake, he could already imagine that he would be punished after the gala ended. However, he had no choice but to let the gala continue as usual.

Lin Jiayin did not seem surprised. She was dressed and waiting in the waiting room.

There are still two minutes before the opening. Lin Jiayin took a deep breath and stood behind the scenes, preparing to perform.

“OK, prepare to open the curtain in two minutes.” The person in charge holds the walkie-talkie and instructs the staff.

“Miss Lin, I'm afraid you're standing in the wrong position, right?” Xia Wanyuan's voice suddenly came from behind.

The person in charge turned around and was stunned for three seconds before reacting. “Miss Xia, I can't reach you right now. Your dance team?”

“No problem. I'm ready to go on stage,” Xia Wanyuan said as she walked forward and stood in front of Lin Jiayin. “Nona Lin, please give way.”

If they did not agree at first that he was the one who was going to start, he would not bother fighting for it. However, since they had already agreed, no one could seize his goods.

“There's still one more minute. I'm not late,” Xia Wanyuan said and walked forward. Lin Jiayin could only retreat.

At the last minute, the person in charge hurriedly told everyone to adjust their actions to the shortest words.

At exactly eight o'clock, the New Year's Gala officially begins.

“Next, let's welcome Xia Wanyuan to the warmest applause to bring us her latest original single, ‘Beautiful Moon’.”

Accompanied by the cheers of the audience and the audience on the live-stream, the lights gradually dimmed.

While the audience exclaimed, the backstage of the studio was already chaotic.

“What is going on?!!” The person in charge wants to die. Why are there so many problems with the Xia Wanyuan program? There were no light-off segments for Xia Wanyuan's song rehearsal. There was a problem with the opening lights, and he might not be able to keep his job.

“I don't know. I'll ask someone to cut the scene and activate the emergency system.” The staff panicked as well.

At this moment, the stars lit up in the venue.

The person in charge feels that something is wrong. “Wait and see.”

Daydreaming lights lit up, and snowflakes began to float all over the place. They were extremely clear, and each corner was clear as they gently fell from the sky.

The audience reached out with curiosity, but they realized that their hands could pierce through the snowflakes.

This is actually a stage effect projected by high definition projectors and LEDs.

Music is gradually being heard. The audience sitting in the last row of the venue suddenly felt something behind them. They turned and nodded.

Before they could react, Xia Wanyuan had already flown towards the stage.

Audience: F* ck!

The audience on the live broadcast looked very hopeful. After waiting for a long time, they did not see Xia Wanyuan appear. But the camera changed.

Xia Wanyuan wore a crystal white show dress and a small snowflake crown. He flew across the entire place and slowly landed on the stage.

Xia Wanyuan smiled. “My program today is ‘Snow Falling South Mountain’.”

The television station did not do their job well, and he was not prepared to save their face.

The people from the television station were stunned, but the spectators were excited.