Entertainment starts with variety shows

Chapter 446
At six o'clock in the afternoon, there was still an hour and a half left before the recording of the singer's program.

"Hahaha, Xiaomin, please be merciful for a while, and give us old guys some face."

"Mr. Huang, you are seniors, and you should be merciful. I'm just playing soy sauce, and I'm here to learn from experience."

"It's too modest. You are the first in three consecutive periods. How can we old men be your opponents? The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. We are old, and the world belongs to you young people."

On the way, I met other guests who came to assist the singing, and Wang Xiaomin chatted with him, but I didn't expect to be praised for a while.

These seniors were all once popular, and she didn't have the chance to share the stage with them a few months ago.

If Fang Jing hadn't left behind a few songs before he left, she wouldn't know where they are now.

But Fang Jingliu's songs were gone, only three. Originally, she wanted to sing one song in the first period, but she didn't expect that the opponent was too strong, forcing her to go all out.

In the fourth issue, the songs she sang were still the same as before, and she sang a cover, but the cover was her boss's.

"By the way, who is your singing assistant guest this time? Do I recognize you? Please come out and meet everyone?"

"Uh...my assistant singer is just an ordinary singer, you don't know him, now he's in the bathroom, I'll introduce you later."

"Really, then I have to get to know this ordinary singer well." Feeling that Wang Xiaomin's tone was a little perfunctory, the old man was a little unhappy, and the young people nowadays are also out of control.

In the early years, when he was a judge of a music program, he commented that a child was not suitable for singing, but now the child was very popular, and a large number of fans came to bombard him, saying that he was blind.

Being forced to do nothing, he even swallowed his breath and apologized to others.

He can't afford to mess with someone who has a lot of traffic and fans. Now that he has a shadow, he feels inexplicably uncomfortable when he sees young artists.

"Ms. Huang, I'll go there first, see you later." Without waiting, Wang Xiaomin nodded her head lightly, and walked away after speaking.

Everyone is friendly in front of the camera, but she is the only one who knows how cruel the competition is in private.

Wen Wu is the first and Wu Wu is the second. They are competitors in the first place, and it is impossible to become friends. Moreover, they did not know each other before, so there is no relationship.

In the bathroom, Zhao Lei happened to meet Wang Xiaomin when he came out.

Smelling the smell of cigarettes on his body, looking at the bulging trouser pockets, Wang Xiaomin frowned. It's really a success and a failure. Everything is fate.

"Have you figured out what song to sing, do you want me to refer to it for you?"

"No, I'm singing my own original, don't worry, it's great." Zhao Lei grinned, patted his chest and smirked.

Suddenly the world was spinning, Wang Xiaomin couldn't see clearly, what she just heard was original.

Original written by someone who didn't graduate from high school?Can you listen to another talk, she wanted to ask, is the pitch accurate?
In the years since her debut, among the original singers she has seen, the most stunning and enchanting one is Fang Jing, who just graduated from junior high school, but how many Fang Jings are there in China?
"Can...can you sing a few lines for me to listen to?"

Wang Xiaomin made up her mind that if Zhao Lei couldn't sing well, even if she had the reputation of playing a big role, she would have to beat the other party up here.

Rather than embarrassing himself on stage, it is better to send Zhao Lei to the hospital for a few hours in advance.

"No, I just came out of the toilet, I feel gone." With his hands in his pockets, Zhao Lei tilted his head, looked at Wang Xiaomin seriously and said, "You know what Fang Jing promised me for helping you?"

"He helped me pay off my debt of 60. I said I wanted to make an album, but he said he would pay for it. You should know how much it costs to release an album."

Wang Xiaomin was stunned, she also released albums, from production to publicity, ranging from 500 million to [-] million.

It must not be as simple as a few million for Fang Jing to sell. What is the charm of this young man in front of him, and is it worth Fang Jing's spending so much money?
"Okay, let's not talk about it. I am familiar with the stage. I haven't been on the stage for many years. I am a little excited for some reason."

Passing by, Zhao Lei left behind a shadow, unruly and aloof.

At seven o'clock, on the eve of the recording, Wang Xiaomin got ready for makeup. She was the starter, which was specially arranged by the program team.

The new songs in the previous episodes added a lot of gimmicks to the show, and many viewers only wanted to listen to Wang Xiaomin's new songs, or songs written by Fang Jing.

Fang Jing is worth billions. If there were people who wanted to buy songs from Fang Jing at a high price before, no one has the courage to ask now.

How much can you pay? 800 million or 1000 million?Are people short of money?

This is similar to a beggar giving ten yuan to find a state banquet chef to scramble eggs and fried rice.

……

Backstage, the host Wang Han started to introduce to the camera.

The first episode of the program lasted more than an hour, and it took only half an hour to listen to the singer singing. How can water time be a skill?
"Recently, the station has received a lot of messages from netizens, strongly requesting Fang Jing to be the singing assistant for this episode. In order to satisfy everyone's wishes, our program team traveled thousands of miles to contact Fang Jing, but they couldn't come and were busy filming."

"However, Fang Jing recorded a video and shared it with us. Next, let's watch the VCR."

On stage, the video was broadcast and could be seen by the live audience and singers in the lounge.

Hello everyone, I'm Fang Jing. I can't be present for this episode of the show. It's a pity and a pity. I wish the show better and better. "

In the video, Fang Jing's facial features are tough, his hair is shaved into a round inch, and behind him is the endless Gobi Desert.

"Although I can't come, I sent a good friend to replace me. His name is Zhao Lei."

The name Zhao Lei fell into the ears of the audience, and most of them were bewildered, they had never heard of it before, and they all bowed their heads and whispered.

"It can't be an artist from Fangjing Company, right? This guy likes to praise his own people."

"Impossible. You can tell it's a man just by the name. Fang Jing usually takes the initiative to take care of female artists."

"I know Zhao Lei. He debuted with Fang Jing a few years ago. He is a very powerful singer. I still keep his song."

There were different opinions. After a while, everyone knew that Zhao Lei was a man, and suddenly lost interest. How can a man have long legs?Isn't it nice to listen to beautiful women singing?
"Miss Xiaomin, it's time for your team to play." In the lounge, the staff came to inform.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Xiaomin lifted her long white dress and stepped onto the stage, while Zhao Lei walked behind her with a guitar in his trouser pockets, still doing nothing.

He is not a big name, not well-known, no makeup artist and stylist, and he brings his own clothes.

Walking to the stage, the lights dimmed and the music started.

Wang Xiaomin sang The Wind Rises. When they heard the song, the audience was stunned and a little disappointed that it was a cover song.

Leaning against the wall by the entrance gate, Zhao Lei glanced at Wang Xiaomin and shook his head.

It's not unreasonable for Fang Jing to seek him out. If he's not here, Wang Xiaomin will definitely be eliminated in this round. A singer without his own original songs can't go very far.

(End of this chapter)