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Chapter 32 The 17-year-old Rainy Season
"Hi three mentors, my name is Fang Jing, I'm from Guizhou Province, and this month just ended."

Afraid of causing resentment, Fang Jing spoke a little faster than usual.The three instructors have been tired all day, and you will be annoyed by a lot of introductions in Luo Li.

Poor thing, he doesn't know that he's already on the red list. In order to attract traffic, at least the show crew will let him stay for a few more rounds.

"Yeah!" Han Hong nodded and snorted lightly, feeling a little displeased with this kind of thing in her heart.

But in the entertainment industry, she still understands some ways of the world. Which talent show is not tricky?Sometimes the Cypriots should be the Cypriots, just turn a blind eye and close one eye.

If it's just for the relatives to show their faces in front of the TV, there are nearly a dozen or twenty, she is also willing to do this favor, whoever makes the investor is the uncle.

But if you want to rely on your relationship to win the championship or top ten under your nose, I'm sorry, even if it's Magic City Satellite TV, she won't give face.

Getting more than a dozen related households depends on whether they have singing skills. It doesn't matter how good they are, at least they have to be passable, right?If she sang like ghosts crying and wolf howling, she would kick him out immediately without saying a word.

"Young man, are you in high school or university now? Why do you want to come to our show?" After clearing his throat, Leader Huang spoke first.

Han Hong has the confidence not to give face to Shanghai TV. That's because she has a star on her shoulders, and she usually focuses on singing, so she doesn't have many places to deal with these TV stations.

He, Huang Xiaoming, will spend a lot of time in the TV circle in the future. If this kind of big TV station can offend him, he will try not to offend him, and it's not a big deal.

"Hello, Mr. Huang, I haven't studied since I graduated from junior high school."

"So what do you do now?"

"Unemployed vagrants, haven't started work yet."

Hearing this, Han Hong frowned, and shook her head secretly, "Shouldn't you say a year or two less after graduating from junior high school?"Didn't do anything, what are you doing at home?

Seeing the instant expressions of several mentors, Fang Jing knew something was wrong, and hurriedly explained: "That's right, I have been working in the countryside since I graduated from junior high school, and I just moved to the county seat last month, so I haven't had time to find a teacher for a job. Work."

"That's right!"

A few people can accept this answer. If it is really a rural child who is pursuing the dream of stardom and disregarding all opposition from his family, then he will be irritating.

It’s not that rural children are not good, but that you can’t even eat enough, so what dreams are you pursuing?Don't know the conditions at home?

For your so-called dream, the family tightened their belts and almost sold their blood. What's the point of such a dream even if it succeeds?
After looking at it, Fang Jing's profile showed that his parents were divorced. Several tutors didn't talk about this topic. One of them simply asked a few words, and asked him to start singing after 2 minutes.

Just like that, the people in the waiting hall looked at each other in blank dismay. They wouldn't believe it even if it was said to be nothing tricky, "It doesn't matter that the instructor asked you for so long?"

You must know that those people in front came down in only two or three minutes, and it took two or three minutes to get to Fang Jing just to ask.

"The song I'm going to sing today is my own original song, 17-year-old Rainy Season."

"It's over, this kid is going to die!" Huang Xiaoming thumped, his heart suddenly turned cold, he had to sing an original song if it wasn't good, I'll give you any classic song you want to sing.

But what's the original song of So Immortal?Let’s not talk about singing skills and artistic conception, if your lyrics and music are all like playing a house, I would be embarrassed to let the water go.

Han Hong smiled: "Young man, you are the first to sing the original song today, you sing, we will listen!"

Taking a deep breath, Fang Jing tried his best to calm his mind. This song was sung by Lin Zhiyin in his previous life, but this little whirlwind hasn't made his debut yet in this life.

In order to cope with the competition, yesterday he specially registered the copyright of seven or eight song lyrics, which cost more than 2000 yuan.

Eyebrows lowered, Fang Jing entered a state of transition for a moment, slid his fingertips across the strings, skipped the prelude and started singing directly.

"When I was a kid,"

"There are many jasmine flowers in front of the door."

"It exudes a faint fragrance."

"As I grow older,"

"Those jasmines in front of the door,"

"It has slowly withered and is no longer sprouting."

……

After singing a few lines, Han Hong's eyes lit up, "There is something, it seems that my eyesight is stupid."

What she is best at in her life is moving people with emotion, and what bothers her most are those love songs that conform to the trend and are garish. Opening up means I love you.

If you want to say that you have really experienced these things, it’s fine, but most people are moaning without illness and expressing their sorrow for writing new words. ,

"The rainy season at the age of 17,"

"We have shared expectations."

"We also hugged each other tightly."

"What kind of mood and what age,"

"What kind of joy and what kind of crying."

While singing, Fang Jing's eyes were moist, and he couldn't help but think of his classmates and friends in his previous life. After so many years, he didn't know how they were.

When we graduated from high school, we cried a lot and left each other farewell messages. Since then, we haven’t seen each other again, but occasionally heard that so and so got divorced and so and so were unhappy.

"When was the rainy season when I was 17?"

"Recalling bits and pieces of my childhood,"

"But I found that growth is slowly approaching."

……

"The young man is hiding his secrets!"

Han Hong pushed his glasses and stared at Fang Jing, making him hairy, "Who did you learn to sing from?"

"Junior high school music teacher."

Han Hong...

What about fooling around?Can junior high school music teachers teach such students?Even if she was beaten to death, she wouldn't believe it. Whose junior high school teacher would teach me how to write lyrics and compose music?
"It was really taught by the music teacher. He said I was very talented. At that time, I was still studying online for a long time."

Fang Jing's words are true and false, No. [-] Middle School is the best junior high school in Rongcheng, and the music teacher hired is naturally not bad, but they didn't teach him so many things.

At that time, as soon as he got to the music class, the teacher asked him to stand up and sing, and occasionally taught him some music knowledge.

"If what you said is true, I can only say that you are a genius, and I vote for you."

"I admire your talent very much. Like Sister Han Hong, I vote for you."

"Your performance today exceeded my expectations and was stronger than expected, so I will give you a vote."

Li Wen gave out the ticket directly, and Huang Xiaoming gave Fang Jing a vote afterward.

Unanimous vote passed, a complete victory, Fang Jing heaved a sigh of relief, he didn't waste his choice of this song, as for Han Hong's doubts, he didn't worry about it, Brother Xiaozhi didn't know where he was in Wanwan.

"Thank you three teachers, I will work harder in the future." After bowing at ninety degrees, Fang Jing stepped off the stage holding the guitar.

Not long after he left, the leader of the program team immediately made a phone call, "Check to see if there is a team and contracted company behind this scene?"

Before, what they cared about was Fang Jing's identity as Metamorphosis, and wanted to increase the topicality, but they didn't expect that they didn't look like newcomers at all.

So he wondered if it would be other companies who want to borrow chickens to lay eggs and use their own platforms to praise them.

(End of this chapter)