Entertainment starts with variety shows

Chapter 52

In just one day, Fang Jing became popular again, and the previous issues of The Voice of Huaxia Dream were also dug out and spread widely.

It's a pity that his news about deceiving songs was cut by the program team. Even so, his attention has increased a lot compared to before.

Weibo fans used to be 60, but now it has 100 million, and it is still growing rapidly. Yang Ningshou has received four notifications, but she pushed them all.

Too low-level, one is the wedding of the coal boss, the other is the birthday of the old lady, the other is the opening of the shopping mall, and the better ones are advertising and selling washing powder.

But she had never heard of this laundry detergent, so she didn't dare to let Fang Jing pick it up. If something happened, it would be a devastating blow.

The next day, the Voice of Dreams Idol Academy Competition began. Fang Jing and Shen Hao were invincible, and they advanced to the top [-] in the country without any suspense.

Han Qi and Liu Wei signed with the same agent, so they are naturally a combination, and both of them advanced.

Xiong Li had the most artists eliminated, seven or eight of them were wiped out, and almost wiped out the whole army. He was so angry that he scolded his mother, saying that these were losers.

Next is the battle for the top ten, and then ten advances to eight, eight advances to six, six advances to four, three advances to two, and two advances to one.

After careful calculation in his mind, Fang Jing was frowning, there were still six songs, plus the first four songs, that would be ten songs, all of which were original and a bit ostentatious.

One step ahead is a genius, and two steps ahead is a fool. When doubts come up, it will be troublesome if you make a mess.

Those first-line singers sing hundreds of songs, but there are only three or five real masterpieces. You, a little-known little character, are classics every time. Who would believe that you wrote them all yourself?

"Alas! Others are thinking about how to become popular, but because the song is so good, I do everything possible to hide my clumsiness. Thinking about it makes me depressed."

Fang Jing's worry is not unreasonable. In the outside world, as his fame has started to grow, more and more of his family fortune has been scoured by the media.

Junior high school culture, rural children, divorced parents, more and more information has entered the public eye, some sympathize with him, and some scold him.

Among them, the one who scolded the most viciously was Xiao Xianrou Lu Yan's fan, Jiang Yunchang's star who rapped and sang like a ghost.

That day Jiang Yunchang compared Fang Jing with Lu Yan, and said that Lu Yan was not worthy of carrying his shoes.

In this way, Fang Jing was pushed to the forefront, and the scene on Weibo was full of fans' drool.

Among them, one of the most hateful netizens is called I love a piece of firewood. He is known as a fan of Fang Jing, and his fighting power is not ordinary. He scolds Lu Yan's fans almost from morning to night. Hundreds of people are scolded by him. Bloody head.

The important thing is that he is not fighting alone, there are also a group of people under him, and after scolding here, he goes to Lu Yan's Weibo to scold.

"Miss Lu! Come out to welcome guests!"

"Fashioned, foundation is thicker than women, pierced ears and lipstick, what is the difference between this and women?"

"It's a pity that it was born in the wrong era. It was still popular hundreds of years earlier."

……

This group of people said something vicious and said that they only sprinkled salt on Lu Yan's wounds. He was thin and thin, and he had just returned from abroad, so the company set him up as an idol. Unexpectedly, this became the target of attack.

……

Three days later in the afternoon, in the dressing room, Fang Jing closed his eyes and let the makeup artist trim his eyebrows and cut his hair.

At [-] o'clock in the evening, the competition for the top ten will be held, and the program team specially arranges a makeup artist to give them makeup.

In addition, Fang Jing also wore a light-colored navy blue casual dress. I don't know which sponsor it was from. Anyway, the program team threw it to him and asked him to wear it at night.

Not to mention, it fits him well, and it sets off his figure well, making him look elegant and handsome.

"Brother! You won't be singing original songs today?" Shen Hao suddenly asked next to Fang Jing.

This dressing room is shared, so it is no problem for three or five people to use it at the same time. Shen Hao deliberately came in with Fang Jing after the people in front left.

In the past two days, he saw that Fang Jing hadn't practiced new songs, but was singing old songs downstairs with his guitar every day.

Fang Jing snorted and smiled, "There are so many originals. Writing songs requires inspiration. This stuff is hard to come by."

"That's right." Shen Hao smiled tremblingly. He still wanted to buy a song, but now it seems that he can't do it. He can only resign himself to fate for a while.

Fang Jing didn't say a word, he was at the front, and the pressure was much greater than Shen Hao's. The bonus points for singing other people's songs were definitely not as high as "original".

This time he can only rely on his own strength to win. In addition to eating and sleeping these days, he has been practicing singing, striving to achieve the most perfect.

……

those years that have flowed away

Echoing the time in my dreams
you in school uniform
leave without saying hello
I stand on tiptoe and pick off the maple leaves
leave a message

……

On the stage, Fang Jingtan sang a folk song. This is the famous work of the second-tier singer Xiang Xiaoyuan. Two years ago, she won the championship with this song in a talent show.

Then she signed a contract with a record company, released albums, and held concerts. Now she is worth a hundred times, and she is known as a powerful and talented woman of the younger generation.

Although the lyrics of this song are straightforward and simple, it requires a lot of singing skills. There are several transitions between true and false voices.

Xiang Xiaoyuan is famous for her bass, most people can't learn her songs, and Fang Jing almost died singing while practicing.There is no way, he can only choose this difficult song if he wants to advance.

The judges are not fools, especially Han Hong, who has been in the music scene for decades, and she knows whether a singer is good or not as soon as she opens her mouth.

In the previous primaries, someone claimed to be the world's number one high-pitched voice, and she wanted to challenge her. Who knew that Han Hong couldn't bear it when she opened her mouth like a ghost crying, so she just told him to get out.

"Ahem!" After Fang Jing finished singing, Han Hong cleared his throat and said, "You chose this song rightly. Although the song you sang before is very classic, many people are attracted by the lyrics and subconsciously ignore your singing skills."

"In the past few days, I have read some comments about you on the Internet. Most of them are talking about your childhood, but few people are talking about your Fang Jing's singing skills."

"You are a powerful singer. The song is so popular that people don't notice the essence of your voice. I think this is their pity."

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Backstage, after hearing Han Hong's comments, the faces of the few contestants who hadn't played turned pale. Fang Jing didn't sing original songs, and they even privately joked that Fang Jing was out of talent, saying that this time Fang Jing was destined to be a flash in the pan.

Two people had to be eliminated in the battle for the top ten, and every time they passed, their chances of promotion would be increased. Unexpectedly, they would be slapped in the face in a blink of an eye. It seemed that Fang Jing might not be able to leave.

After Fang Jing finished singing, it was Han Qi, followed by Shen Hao and Liu Wei. According to the rules of the competition, everyone had to finish singing Han Hong before announcing who would go and who would stay.

An hour later, 12 people stood in a row, not daring to show their atmosphere. They all looked nervously at the piece of paper in Han Hong's hand, and she would record and score everyone after they sang.

At this time, those with high scores must stay, and those with low scores leave. No one dared to say that they sang flawlessly, and several people were sweating profusely on their foreheads.

The hands on Shen Hao's back turned white, and he begged several times in his heart from Amitabha Buddha to Guanyin Bodhisattva, the Supreme Lord to Jesus.

"After discussion among our three judges, the following ten people will advance."

"Fang Jing, Liu Wei, Han Qi, Milan, Shen Hao..."

(End of this chapter)