Chapter 146 Is it right that this has always been the case?

That humble tone made Zhong Jingchen laugh on the spot.

But my stomach couldn't stop churning.

He resisted the urge to show off on the spot, and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay."

"Then please, during the performance, can you turn off the microphones of other contestants and only play the original songs?"

"Otherwise, all the other trainees are really singing, and she is the only one who is pretending to play and sing. Even if she wins, it will be disgraceful, don't you think?"

And the director: "Um...Teacher Zhong, could you please turn off the microphone when you speak? The sound is so loud that I can hear it in the background..."

Really loud conspiracy.

The tutors who were paid to do things nearby were so embarrassed by him that they wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it!

The trainees in the preparation room all had complicated expressions.

Although they have long understood in their hearts that the draft itself is a capitalist game.

Each agency will eventually get a few debut spots, and they have already negotiated with the show's producer before the draft begins.

The contract has already been signed.

But when they saw that Feng Yun didn't even bother to put on any pretense, and acted like she was debuting on equal footing, they still felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

The things they dream of are discarded by others like worn-out shoes.

The gap between people is sometimes really bigger than that between people and dogs.

It's just that they were not lucky enough to have a good pregnancy like Feng Yun.

At the instructor's table.

It's okay that the director didn't remind him, but when he reminded Zhong Jingchen, he turned up the microphone louder: "She is not ashamed of herself for lying in front of her competitors, so why should I care about her face?

"

He turned his seat and shouted in the direction of the preparation room: "Did all the trainees in the preparation room hear this? Someone wanted to fake the second performance, and the director agreed."

"If you have a mobile phone, remember to take it out, record the evidence and post it online, so that netizens will not think your performance is not as good as the royal family and be unwilling to vote for you people who really sing and dance!"

director:"……"

Charm: "..."

The trainees in the preparation room: "..."

After a few seconds of eerie silence in the studio, Feng Yun, who was publicly executed, ran off the stage crying.

The director also hurriedly ran from the backstage to the instructor's seat, and said one after another: "Oh, my dear teacher, you said you are so good, aren't you just destroying your own family's job?"

"I know you are a noble person and you can't stand such dirty things, but today's entertainment industry is no longer what it used to be!"

"In the past, drafts were based on strength, but now drafts are based on popularity! If you don't believe me, go check out other talent shows and variety shows. How many of them are like our variety show, which is broadcast live on the entire network and performs on the mic?"

"It's very rare to have a half-open mic! Basically, they're all lip-syncing!"

"So it's really nothing for us to open a small back door for the people our company favors! Compared with those talent show variety shows that give royal contestants complete sound editing and exclusive filters, our family is already very conscientious! It's also very real!

"

If Zhong Jingchen could be persuaded by him, he wouldn't have refused to participate in variety shows after so many years since his debut.

When he thought about Feng Yun pretending to be elegant and doing dirty things, he felt so sick that he wanted to spit out his New Year's Eve dinner.

His tone also became stronger: "This has always been the case, is it right?"

"Other companies have hidden rules for artists, do you want to follow suit? Other companies launder dirty money by making bad movies, do you also want to follow them? Other companies steal taxes and leak |

Do you also want to steal taxes?"

"Other company executives have gone in, does Chong Minghe plan to follow?"

When he thought about this possibility in the future, the corners of Zhong Jingchen's lips curled up unconsciously.

The tone is still tough: "Do you still remember what you promised to the audience before this talent show started?"

"Open, fair and impartial, we vow to select idols who will never fall apart for our show fans."

As Chong Jingchen retells it, he only thinks it's ridiculous: "This is only the second performance, and I'm already thinking about using fake bombs to fool the audience. Do you call this thing you guys are promoting an idol that never collapses?"

"It's not like the idol whose house collapsed in an instant!"

"And if I remember correctly, the new season of Nanbei Entertainment's talent show is also in preparation, right? And like your variety show, it will be broadcast live on the entire network."

"Guess if Feng Yun's performance in the second performance overturned and netizens found out that she was a fake bomb, this variety show that claims to be open, fair and just is actually no different from the recorded and broadcast talent variety shows they have followed before. They

No matter how hard you work, you can never send your favorite trainee to debut..."

"Do you think they will abandon this variety show and pursue another talent show?"

Before the director could answer, Zhong Jingchen snorted lightly and said with an arrogant look on his face: "Of course, whether your variety show is alive or dead has nothing to do with me. My objection to Feng Yun's fake show is not because I am afraid of your evil intentions.

The true face of the variety show is exposed in front of netizens."

"I'm just afraid that my reputation will be affected."

"After all, she came out of my singing academy, and her final performance level demonstrates the quality of my teaching."

"So my request to her is: Either practice this harp performance or remove the harp from the stage. Otherwise, I don't mind disowning her in front of the entire audience during the performance and tell her

It was her idea to fake bombs, and I never agreed from the beginning to the end."

With his disclaimer, no matter how fake the charm is, it will be of no use.

This was not the first time that the director had run into trouble with him, so he did not have any doubts about the ancestor's words. He just smiled and said: "The performance will start the day after tomorrow. Asking her, a person with no foundation, to perform in such a short time

Learning to play the harp is too difficult! Otherwise, this time..."

Before the words "Forget it" came out of his mouth, Zhong Jingchen interrupted him with a sneer: "If you find it difficult, just give up. I didn't ask her to learn it, right?"

"She wants to act cool in front of the audience but is unwilling to put in the effort. Don't you think she's a bit too greedy?"

The director rubbed his temples and felt his head was buzzing from the 3D surround sound.

I couldn't help but pointed to the microphone in his hand and said: "We can just say these things in private. There is no need for everyone present to hear it, right?"

Especially Feng Yun, who was publicly executed, was still hiding in a small corner of the studio crying!

How embarrassing it was for her to hear it!
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