idol king

Chapter 34 034: Styles are irrelevant!Son you must go!
audition?
What audition?
The name of our class report?

Jiang Fei's brain suddenly crashed.

"Don't you know about the audition for "The Voice of China" in Jiangsu, Xiaofei? I asked a few friends, and they also participated. If you advance, you will be able to enter the top 100 in the country. I will find connections for you and fight for it Let you advance, I heard that the ratio is 500 to 1!"

It can be seen that Hu Chunlai is very enthusiastic when talking about entertainment, and his speech speed has become faster.

"The Voice of Heaven? It's a bit familiar, but I really didn't sign up."

Jiang Fei remembered,

"The Voice of Heaven" is the most popular music talent show in China launched by Zhejiang-Hangzhou Province next door. The company signed a contract to train a professional original musician.

That is to embark on the road of an idol singer. With various announcements, "The Voice of Heaven" in this time and space is much more popular than the good voice on earth. Once you can be on the recording stage of the top 100 Zhejiang-Hangzhou Satellite TV in the country, the distance between Fame is not far away.

So Hu Chunlai was very pleasantly surprised when he knew that Jiang Fei had the courage to sign up for this show.

Although my son's rhythm is a bit poor, as long as you have the heart, you can try it!

So she didn't care whether her son was the one who gave her name, and said directly:

"Hey, the program team has notified me. There is no distinction between style and style. Now that you have signed up, you must go!"

"By the way, have you finished the finals? I checked the schedule, and it won't start until the day after tomorrow? Then you can go to the audition tomorrow. Hongyuan probably won't give you a chance this time. It's just right to end it quickly. In case you If you successfully advance to the next stage, "The Voice of China" will not be delayed."

Hu Chunlai's cannonball-like blue whale said that Jiang Yudong couldn't get in his mouth at all, so he could only look at Jiang Fei and smile wryly.

"It shouldn't end so soon."

Jiang Fei touched his nose and said.

"Son, I think your team should recognize the reality. It's enough to step on shit luck once. I have followed your dad to watch the Jiangsu Men's Basketball Team for so many years. This year is good enough. Don't be depressed after the next loss. Immediately Rehearse the songs, I heard that you have to go through two rounds of auditions to enter the top 100, so I will arrange two songs for you."

Hu Chunlai said a little depressed.

Jiang Fei, who had just drank water, almost spit it out.

Mom.

How can I hurt my son so much.

"Mom...you mean...I stepped on shit luck?"

"Eh... You haven't scored so many points in the whole season. Netizens don't know you, and I don't know you!! Be good, start practicing songs in the afternoon, and prepare for both..."

"Mom, I'm done eating!!!!"

"Eat more, when you grow your body!"

"I'm already stronger than my peers, take a lunch break!"

Jiang Fei felt dizzy, how could his own mother not expect her son's team to win, instead she was always looking forward to losing and hurrying to do other things... This is the finals, basketball fans know the importance and Isn't a good voice a concept?

So at this time, he resolutely pretended to be an 18-year-old sullen otaku, put down his chopsticks and yo-yoed, and now he is eager to know which bastard gave himself such a name for Breakthrough.

He knows his mother well, as long as Jiang Fei shows that he wants to learn music, she will be very, very caring! ! !
Because no matter how she and Jiang Yudong toss a coin, the final decision is in Jiang Fei's own hands, and the two are still very free in how they raise their son.

Jiang Yudong snickered and cleaned up the dishes beside him. His son's obvious preference for basketball made him very happy.

It's just that he didn't expect that Hu Chunlai took it seriously. After all, this was the first time since the first day of junior high school that his son took the initiative to go to the stage to sing, so after Jiang Fei left the table, she also called the staff of tomorrow's audition in chatter. Let's see if we can arrange a good order for Jiang Fei, a good microphone and so on.

"Thank you for the plane?"

Because he didn't have any good friends in class, Jiang Fei sent a QQ to Ding Jianguo directly after returning to the room.

He is not a shy young man who wants to send a text to a girl for a long time, so he directly asks the class flower:
"Student Ding Jianguo, I want to ask you something~"

Since the class signed up, Miss Banhua who loves music must know something.

"That's right, didn't you ask him to sign up? I also sent him a detailed registration process."

Ding Jianguo, who was eating in the cafeteria, stopped his chopsticks and put his hands on the phone keyboard to reply.

"That stinky boy!"

With the help of Ms. Ding Jianguo, Jiang Fei soon understood the cause and effect. Fatty Xie, who was sitting in the last row with him, had some kind of brain cramps. He reported Sujiang to him on the night when the Chinese and Korean delegation played. Sound audition registration.

Then because they are high school students signing up for the school, the program team needs the parent's contact number for voice confirmation to avoid liability. Didn't Xie Jifei not have Jiang Fei's parent's phone number, so he went to the Chinese class representative to ask for it.

What happened later was just like what I saw just now. The mother who received the confirmation call from the program group agreed without hesitation.

"The representative of the Chinese class leaked it?"

"Yes, I just asked Xie Jifei, and he said the number given to him by the Chinese class representative."

"Okay, I see, thank you Ding!"

Eh, wait...

Ding Jianguo in the cafeteria saw Jiang Fei stopped talking for a moment, subconsciously stretched his neck and was stunned, wow, I am Ding Jianguo, it really is different to become a big star!snort!

She also wanted to ask Jiang Fei if he wanted to participate, and if he did, they would be together, after all, they were the only two in the class to sign up...

In fact, Jiang Fei didn't remember much about the appearance of the Chinese class representative, and he didn't know what the two guys thought of him, so he just called each other and scolded him.

"If you have an opinion on me, tell me face to face, don't do this, shit!"

"And you, Fatty Xie, just wait, I will beat you up when you come to school!"

"Brother, I was wrong!"

"I ate sour grapes that day... who told you to be so eloquent..."

They were just students after all, and after Jiang Fei's adult-style education, they confessed that they were the names they signed up for. Ask, this kind of punk likes to make trouble.

Just like Fatty Xie still smiled wretchedly and expected Jiang Fei to be embarrassed after hanging up the phone, this kind of student cannot be changed.

But the next second he couldn't eat anymore, because he remembered Lee Seung-hyun who was kicked away by Jiang Fei...

"People can't be too pretentious."

In fact, when Jiang Fei received a call from his father last night, he was still pretending to have both style and style, but he was still a little annoyed that such an opportunity suddenly appeared in front of him.

Can't we participate after the finals are over?

And... what are you singing? ?
He does have the skills of a full-fledged guitarist and a beginner guitarist, but he's going to perform tomorrow, so he has to figure out what to sing, right?
How about going?
But Jiang Fei couldn't bear to hear his mother's hot face and cold buttocks calling one after another outside the door.

"Forget it, style doesn't matter. Now that we've signed up, let's go over there and sing a song. It shouldn't take too long."

(End of this chapter)