Entertainment starts with variety shows

Chapter 403 Rare Words
She didn't know how Feng Timo came out, and she was in a daze all the time, dazed.

She couldn't believe that the path she made with her strength was actually arranged by the company, and all the cheers and praises she did were fake.

In this matter, Fang Jing didn't need to lie to her.

Lost in my heart, suddenly like an empty valley, the wind blows, and mournful sounds.

"What's the matter with you two?"

One lost his soul, the other cried red-eyed, looking at this pair of live treasures, Wang Xiaomin was puzzled, it was fine a few minutes ago, how long has it been since you went in, never heard that Fang Jing has this habit?
The critical time is still short, and it's not right!

"It's okay, I'm fine!" Shaking his head lightly, Feng Timo recovered his complexion, but his smile was very forced, and he seemed to be preoccupied.

Wiping her eyes, Yang Chaoyue pursed her mouth and sobbed, "Sister Xiaomin, I'm going to practice singing."

"Hey, what's the matter with you?"

Being reprimanded is not an honorable thing. There are so many people in the crowd, and the two of them are too embarrassed to speak out.

Especially Feng Timo, there are many people who are envious of her, but now I don't know how many people are waiting to see the joke. If they know that she came through the back door, it will be fine, maybe they will be ridiculed every day.

Throughout the whole day, Yang Chaoyue and Feng Timo surprisingly didn't take a break, they kept practicing songs, and after dinner they were either asking Wang Xiaomin for advice or on the way to ask for advice.

After being called in for a few minutes, and being so obedient when he came out, Wang Xiaomin opened his eyes and admired Fang Jing even more in his heart.

night!

"What! Did you come in through the back door?"

In the dormitory, unable to withstand Wang Xiaomin's questioning, Feng Timo told the story, including what Fang Jing revealed today.

As soon as she opened her mouth, Yu Wenwen was not calm, she felt sour as if she had overturned the jar of vinegar.

In order to record this program, how much effort did they put in to stand out from the crowd of singers, and now they actually know that Feng Timo's path has been clearly arranged early.

No need to work hard, easily enter the top ten, is there still a king's law?

"Sister Xiaomin, aren't you surprised?" Seeing Wang Xiaomin's calm expression, Feng Timo asked curiously, but she ignored Yu Wenwen's anger.

"What's so surprising about this? It's not surprising that there are no shady scenes in any variety show. Take the Voice of China Dream that Fang Jing participated in back then. If he didn't sign a contract after the top ten games, do you think he can win the championship?"

"Sometimes it's a skill to be hard on the backstage. You'll know when you debut. This is not a shameful person. You should be thankful. How many people want a backstage and don't have a backstage. Everything can only be manipulated by others."

After debuting for so many years, Wang Xiaomin has never seen any shady scenes. Speaking of which, this program is considered conscientious, and some of them are clearly arranged for you from the beginning to the end. If you are not your own, you will not be able to enter the door.

"But it's not fair to other people!" The more relaxed they said, the angrier Yu Wenwen became.

"There's no fairness in the world, don't be naive." Wang Xiaomin cast a glance at Yang Chaoyue, "Is Fang Jing writing songs for her fair to you?"

"But if such a good thing happens to you, will you refuse?"

When Wang Xiaomin said this, Yang Chaoyue bowed her head and said nothing. Speaking of which, she was the most connected person. She was also an employee of the company, so Wang Xiaomin did not have her treatment.

People rely on strength all the way, and she relies on Fang Jing.

"Some people are born into wealthy families who don't have to worry about food and clothing, while others are born with disabilities and their families are destitute. Is this fair? Who do they turn to for reasoning?"

"I still wonder why Fang Jing's songs are not all written for me, at least half of them are fine! But does it make sense?"

"If you don't have resources, then work harder. If you have time to blame others, it's better to contact the song more. Fang Jing was worse than you are now. Does he have resources? Does he complain about the injustice?"

"No, he didn't say anything, but buried his head and kept going, so now he has succeeded."

Wang Xiaomin's words hit Wenwen's heart like a heavy hammer. On the one hand, she didn't like her relatives and felt that she couldn't win without them. On the other hand, she really admired Fang Jing's spirit of creating miracles.

When he first debuted, Fang Jing had nothing, just a country boy, but with his own hard work, he really stepped up to the altar step by step.

In the Chinese music world, he is a beacon in the hearts of ordinary people!Give hope to many people.

"Actually, it's completely meaningless to tell you all of this." Wang Xiaomin shook her head and said, "Because you can't change anything. Retire? Ask the show crew to make them modify the rules? None of this is possible!"

"How do you say that, life is like that, if you can't do that, then you can only do that."

Without saying a word, Yu Wenwen rolled over to sleep, her mind full of thoughts, her little hands under the quilt were clenched tightly, one day, she would become someone like Fang Jing.

If Fang Jing knew what she was thinking at this moment, he would definitely complain, girl, then you have to die once to see if there is a chance to start all over again.

However, he is the first wearer, even if Yu Wenwen dies and can be reborn for the last time, it can only be the second wearer, singing the songs he has sung and writing novels, so his future is limited.

Or he went to Huangling Village to hug his thigh a few years ago, to be a little daughter-in-law or something, and when he became rich, he would ascend to heaven, or to borrow usury, borrow 80, and repay 800 million.

……

A few days later, before the start of the competition, several instructors arrived. Except for Yang Mi who looked tired, Shen Hao and Lu Feifei were all radiant.

"Fang Jing, how's my team's training going these days? Didn't it cause you any trouble?" Yang Mi sighed while drinking tea.

"No, very good!"

More than being obedient, except for a few people who have come here a few times, no one else has come, practicing songs, eating beans, playing cards in the dormitory every day!

There's no way, if Yang Mi doesn't come, they don't have anyone to play cards with, and Yang Mi's music level is not as high as theirs, so it doesn't matter if she doesn't come, it's better to practice in the dormitory by herself.

The download and clicks of the single are very good. Lu Feifei is in a good mood and comforts Yang Mi, "Everyone has their own destiny, and we can't control what they become. It's good for everyone to have a clear conscience."

"Pfft! Ha...cough cough!" Shen Hao shrugged his shoulders when he heard this, and almost laughed.

She has a clear conscience, thanks to her saying this, except for Fang Jing, the few of them have hardly cared about the students. Sure enough, the most poisonous woman's heart, unlike him, has a conscience.

"My set of stage rehearsals have been completed, and the competition will be held tomorrow, please arrange your time."

Yang Chaoyue and Yu Wenwen's stage rehearsals have passed, Fang Jing arranged a few more for fear that they would be nervous, and he sat down on the stage to give pointers.

"There's nothing to rehearse about. Let's go straight to it. After practicing for so long, it's not bad for this one." Shen Hao waved his big hand, cutting off the students' retreat.

If his students were here, they would definitely be heartbroken.

"I think it's better to let them practice on stage. My team will practice later."

When Yang Mi spoke, Lu Feifei naturally didn't dare to argue with her, so she could only move her team to the afternoon.

(End of this chapter)