Write a song with your life?The whole network begged me not to die!

Chapter 3 The country exploded, and the ratings skyrocketed!

Starlight Show is a talent show on Beijing TV Station in the afternoon.

During this time period, you are either working or taking a lunch break.

The ratings can be imagined, but naturally they are appalling.

For such a long time in the past, the ratings have never broken 0.1.

Wei Jingke, the director of Starlight Show in charge, has always wanted to make a nationally renowned reality show.

However, the current entertainment circle is too barren, and it really can't create any hot spots.

He planned programs again and again, and failed again and again.

Up to now, it has been ranked in the most unpopular time.

If it weren't for his reputation in the industry, he would have invited judges from the entertainment industry.

There is no need for this show to continue.

Recently, the director also approached him a few times, telling him to turn off the stage of Starlight Show, so as not to waste each other's time.

It's better to change this time period into an attractive program such as cooking, decoration, and getting rich.

Wei Jingke was under a lot of pressure, couldn't eat well, couldn't sleep well, and her obese body also lost weight.

One p.m.

Mao unexpectedly came behind the scenes.

The staff arranged a makeup artist for him according to the order in which he participated.

This was his first time putting on makeup, and also his first time on stage, sitting in a chair and cheering himself up.

After putting on makeup, the staff told him that it would be his turn soon.

He nervously took out his mobile phone and called Duan Ying, "Duan Ying, is Miss Xu awake?"

"She's awake." Duan Ying said excitedly, "We are watching you participate in the show with her, you must behave well, you know?"

"Really?" Mao Buyi raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

Xu Yao's voice sounded: "Don't be nervous, just pretend that we are the only ones below, and we support you."

"Okay." Mao accidentally smiled.

The staff came to him and reminded: "It's your turn."

Mao Buyi said to Xu Yao, "I'm on stage."

"Come on, I believe in you!" Xu Yao encouraged.

Mao accidentally hung up the phone, took a long and deep breath, and then walked onto the stage under the leadership of the staff.

The three judges tonight are Wang Feng, Liu Huan, and Yu Chengqing. They are all celebrities in the circle.

In the audience are the students Wei Jingke invited from the school and the aunt who has nothing to do, 30 yuan per head.

Otherwise, there would be no audience in the studio, it would be too deserted.

Today, there are about 40 people sitting in the audience, all of them drowsy and yawning.

Others leaned their heads back on the chair and fell asleep directly.

Mao Buyi took the microphone, bowed first on stage, and introduced himself: "Hello, judges, my name is Mao Buyi."

Wang Feng took the initiative to brighten the atmosphere: "Seeing that you are very young, just graduated from university?"

Mao Buyi said, "I'm already working as a male nurse."

Yu Chengqing said with a smile: "So it's our respected medical staff, whose song do you want to sing?"

"I'll sing an original song." Mao Buyi held the microphone, a little nervous.

"Original song?" Liu Huan shook his head laughingly.

"Yes, it's called Someone Like Me."

The three judges looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

Now that even their predecessors have encountered creative bottlenecks, how can the original songs of amateur singers be better?

Another few minutes to waste.

To be honest, they all wanted to go home and go to bed.

Wang Feng raised his hand to signal: "Please continue your singing."

The light changed, and the white light hit him alone, and the surroundings fell into darkness.

Unexpectedly, Mao could no longer see the people in the audience.

He suddenly felt that he seemed to be in the small room he rented.

No one else but him alone.

His tense heart slowly relaxed, and he began to sing.

- a good person like me
——Should live a splendid life

……

With just one sentence, the expressions of the three judges immediately changed and they sat upright.

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

It's just this simple sentence, coupled with his unique vicissitudes of voice, it will arouse people's emotions.

——How did it last for more than 20 years?

——Still floating in the sea of ​​people
Wang Feng's eyes widened in shock, is this really an amateur?
To be able to sing so emotionally, so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The other two judges were also moved by his singing voice.

The vicissitudes of being a person, the hard work of a person are all in such a simple lyrics.

Unexpectedly, Mao had long forgotten that he was on the stage, he sang and performed to his heart's content.

Bring out all the essence of this song, so that Xu Yao, who was tortured by illness in the hospital, no longer has any regrets.

Most of the audience in the audience were falling asleep.

However, when they heard this song, they opened their eyes excitedly.

what did they hear!
Such a sad melody is matched with his vicissitudes of life.

They actually heard a sense of unwillingness, disbelief, and depression.

The frustrated people were touched by the lyrics, and their eyes turned red.

Others wept bitterly.

In the originally quiet studio, the sound of crying suddenly sounded.

Who is he?
How can he sing so well?
They just sang their hearts out!
They grow up so big, they have never heard such a beautiful melody!

In the director's room.

Wei Jingke sat in the office smoking a cigarette.

Just now the director came to him again and told him insinuatingly that he should stop doing it after finishing this episode, which would be a waste of manpower, materials and resources of the TV station.

He really wanted to say wait, maybe one day someone who would change the entertainment circle would appear.

However, before such words could be said, the director blocked his mouth.

The minority is the minority, don't try to become the public.

It's all futile struggle.

He is not reconciled.

With such a large country and such a large population, why is there not a single genius?

However, after waiting for so many years, he ran out of connections.

Even if the director doesn't say anything, he won't be able to invite any judges in the future.

The judges also need face for such a lackluster program.

Now that it's over, let's end it.

boom!
At this moment, the young assistant Li Ming ran in panting.

"You came at a good time. I discussed with the director just now. This program will be suspended from tomorrow."

"Stop the broadcast?" Li Ming stared at him blankly, "Why stop the broadcast?"

"What's wrong with the bleak ratings? Forget it, I'm tired, let's do it." Wei Jingke waved his hand, and slammed the cigarette end into the ashtray, just like extinguishing his dream.

"Director, I just came here to tell you that our show is popular!" Li Ming said excitedly, and came to Wei Jingke with a tablet, "Look, the ratings have climbed to 0.5 right now, and it's still going on. The ground is rising!"

Wei Jingke looked at the real-time monitoring data of the ratings and the rising curve, and couldn't believe it.

He blinked his eyes hard, and found that all of this turned out to be true, and his voice couldn't help trembling: "This...what the hell is going on? How could it be like this?"

Li Ming said happily: "There is a singer named Mao Buyi. His songs are so beautiful. I have never heard such beautiful songs."

"Quick! Take me to see it!" Wei Jingke suddenly thought of something, "No, no, if you go at this time, you must have finished singing, you can open it directly for me!"

(End of this chapter)