Pastry House of Superstars

Chapter 152

As if aware of her thoughts, Gu Yi smiled and squeezed her hand, "A lot of times I'm tired and don't want to do it, and then when I see these fans who support me regardless of rewards, I feel the difficulties in front of me again." And hard work is nothing..."

In the early morning of the next day, little Fangzheng ran over excitedly and knocked on the door, and asked with a blushing face, "Where's little brother?"

Yuan Ou laughed, "Just for the little brother?"

Fangzheng stayed for a while, and immediately made amends, "No, no, I also miss you, sister, oh, and Brother Gu!"

Fangcheng and his wife, who were a few steps behind, looked a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I don't have many playmates for the children, and I'm very happy to know that you have an extra child by your side. If it wasn't for our persuasion, they probably ran over last night. "

Gu Yi also came out from the inside, and said with a smile, "There is nothing to be sorry for, come in quickly."

Fang Cheng laughed and teased him, "Okay, the master is very stylish!"

Gu Yi raised his eyebrows, "It's okay."

While speaking, Fangzheng had already ran into the living room, staring at Youan with big eyes. After several adults came in, he cheered in surprise and said to everyone, "Your brother is so small!"

Everyone laughed, "You are only a little older, and you still say that you are young."

You'an was sitting on the carpet fighting with the dominoes. The number of dominoes remained at three from beginning to end. It was hard for him not to get tired of playing.

You'an was also quite surprised by the sudden appearance of Fangzheng's little brother, but obviously he was not very interested. He just looked up at him for a moment, then lowered his head expressionlessly, and continued playing cards.

Fangzheng was taken aback, scratched his head at a loss, and looked at Yuan Ou in distress, "Sister, brother doesn't like me?"

Yuan Ou laughed, "Who likes it or not, he doesn't know you yet, you will get to know him after playing with him."

After seeing the three dominoes in Youan's hand upside down and upside down countless times, Zeng Ru couldn't laugh or cry, "Whose idea is this? It's too bad, isn't this bullying!"

Gu Yi coughed a few times, "Sit down quickly."

Fangzheng took the initiative to ask Ying to play with his little brother, and the four adults sat around on the sofa and talked.

Fang Cheng and Zeng Ru are not people who like to play around. After talking about the preparations for the Spring Festival Gala, they went straight to the point, "We don't really want to participate in the Spring Festival Gala."

Yuan Ou was stunned, and turned to look at Gu Yi, only to see that he did not show much surprise.

"Is it not suitable?"

Fang Cheng smiled wryly, and sighed, "It's not just that I'm not used to it, it's really too bad."

The husband and wife carefully prepared several songs and reported them, but after rehearsing again and again, they were all shot!

The two of them were very depressed. You must know that in order to cater to the atmosphere of the Spring Festival Gala, it was more on the safe side. They also racked their brains and reported several songs with different styles, fast-paced and slow-paced, happy, sad, and peaceful. All types are included.

I thought there were so many styles, how could it be enough to deal with it?
The result was unexpected, and I ate duck eggs.

Not only Fang Cheng and Zeng Ru were depressed, but their manager was also a little angry. He asked the person in charge several times, and after asking several times, he only got this answer:
"The leader doesn't like it."

Fuck, what the hell is this reason?
After hearing from the manager, such a gentle and handsome man like Fang Cheng became irritable, and said angrily on the spot, "They don't like music even if they know it, it's just nonsense!"

After a few rehearsals, those who are not satisfied here and there, the husband and wife who frequently travel between the two places have already accumulated a lot of anger, and now they throw away such a fucking reason, a saint can give you anger Crazy.

Originally, the hall of the venue was extremely unsuitable for playing classical music. Such a major premise has already made Fang Cheng and Zeng Ru, who are somewhat obsessive about work, quite dissatisfied, not to mention all kinds of finger-pointing and fault-finding during the entire rehearsal...

The two of them are not people who don't listen to opinions, but at least you have to understand the opinions, right?

If you don't know anything and still command blindly, isn't this annoying, what is it for?
Not lively?
Flip the table!
If you don't think it's too lively, go find Twisted Yangko, why are you looking for us? !

The submitted tracks were all rejected, and the next day, the manager received an envelope from the director and opened it:
Alright, "Dance of the Golden Snake"!
Of course, Fang Cheng and the others respect Nie Er, an old music senior, and admire his works very much, but the question is, is "Dancing of the Golden Snake" itself an orchestral piece?

After a long row, the judging panel didn't look very good because the effect was not good.

Fang Cheng was so angry that he didn't even bother to improve the communication. The orchestra was forced to be played on a piano and a violin. If the effect is good, then hell!
After tossing so far, the yearning and curiosity for the Spring Festival Gala have almost disappeared. Recently, when the husband and wife have nothing to do, the most discussed thing is whether there is any need to follow up...

Zeng Ru sighed heavily, her expression was quite melancholy, "It's a mess, so many young singers and entertainers are blatantly asking for lip-syncing! Even if they don't take the initiative to mention it, they will come to ask, what's the answer? What's up!"

These two people are used to strict requirements since they were young, and the people they know around them are also all kinds of outstanding talents who have studied hard and practiced hard. Later, the members of the band they belonged to also entered with real skills, and every performance can't wait to be meticulous. The hairy kind.

It can be said that they have never seen any fraud.

I thought that such a big national stage should strive for excellence, but I never expected it!

Gu Yi twitched the corners of his mouth, "It's been an unwritten rule for a long time. Chinese New Year is a good opportunity for artists to make money. Many people are rushing to the scene. They can travel all over China in one day. Several TV stations take turns. On top. Don’t mention those singers who don’t have much singing skills. Even the talented ones can’t stand such a toss. In order to prevent broadcast accidents, we have to settle for the next best thing. Anyway, it’s just to watch the excitement. In this way, hello and me Hello everyone, why not do it."

Everyone was silent for a moment, Zeng Ru shook her head and sighed, "This is no longer real art, but sensationalism."

Their emotions were so exposed that even Yuan Ou could clearly feel the helplessness and sadness, and also felt uncomfortable.

After refilling the tea for everyone, Yuan Ou asked, "Then, are you still going to continue?"

Fang Cheng shook his head, "We don't know either."

(End of this chapter)