"Zheng Qian! Zheng Qian! Zheng Qian!"

The shouts from the audience came in a uniform manner, which made Zheng Qian feel a little excited. It turns out that being an idol is so exciting?

He scratched his head with a little embarrassed, and another wave of hair stuck to his hands. His smile froze in an instant. He rubbed his fingertips with disgust. It felt like rubbing as if he was rubbed. He suddenly felt resentment. No, he must shave his head...

Ren Xin, who had been squatting in the backstage, also applauded excitedly. She was still confused when she heard Zheng Qian's change of songs. Until this song "The Lucky One" came out, she immediately felt empathy. During Zheng Qian's singing, Ren Xin's tears were never heard of. It was like it was raining, and the host who was carrying the manuscript next to her was creepy.

"Zheng Qian, you are really good."

In the judges' seat, Chen Meiling smiled brightly, stared at Zheng Qian, looked up and down, and couldn't help but look admiring: "It's worthy of being [Miracle Boy], it's a miracle. There are many singers who can achieve your lung capacity, but it's amazing that you can keep treble and keep venting nine keys. It's amazing, I'm very optimistic about your future."

"Thank you, teacher."

Zheng Qian was also excited. He just sang instinctively. As for the high pitch key, he had only heard of it in variety show singer competitions. I remember that G.E.M.'s sister sang "Light Years Away" at a concert and only increased eight Kays in a row. It seems that Miss Jane Zhang's lung capacity is more coquettish, and the ethereal and elegant slutty in "The Unparalleled World".

Chen Meiling said with interest again without waiting for the other judges to speak: "I like this song very much. I can really hear the indomitable will of a little man..."

Little...little man??

Zheng Qian picked up the microphone and said seriously: "Teacher, I'm really not young anymore."

Chen Meiling also came to her senses and suddenly laughed like a bell: "Yes, yes, yes, big man, you are a big man!"

Zheng Qian straightened his fragile chest, but he was very confident.

This body is as thin as a firewood stick. I feel like the wind runs away when the wind blows. I feel so depressed and lose my energy for a moment, and my face is completely broken.

Chen Meiling thought this guy was so interesting and giggled: "Zheng Qian, is this song original? "

"Yes, sister!" Zheng Qian said seriously.

Chen Meiling widened her eyes, looked surprised, and then she smiled and said with a shiny smile: "Oh, my mouth is so sweet. All the contestants behind her are learning. This is so talented. Okay, I will recognize your younger brother in front of everyone. Here I am here, I will not avoid being married. I will vote for my younger brother. You all will do it."

As soon as Chen Meiling finished speaking, the other three judges looked at each other with laughter and crying.

As a senior in the industry and a national first-class actor, although he is only in his thirties, Chen Meiling's status can be said to be quite high. She has appeared on the Spring Festival Gala for several consecutive years, otherwise she would not be able to become the judge of "Singer" held by CCTV. Perhaps she is not very popular in the entertainment industry, but she is indeed a serious art troupe master, and no one dares to underestimate the people who receive national salary.

"Sister Meiling is right, so you don't avoid relatives when you pick up the virtuous."

At this time, Cao Wei, who had always had a gloomy face, suddenly laughed in the sun, revealing his neat white teeth: "I am happy for my brother from the bottom of my heart, Duoduo, you will be seen by everyone. In the future, there will definitely be a place for you in the Chinese pop music scene. Unfortunately, I don't have the right to vote, but Duoduo, after the stage is over, we can get together."

The audience was moved again by Cao Wei's words. Everyone seemed to be infected by this brotherly love, screaming and applause.

Zheng Qian knew it was a show, but he didn't care. He nodded and said, "Okay, Westbrook."

The other three judges made a choice one by one. According to the program rules, in the four judges, as long as more than three votes voted for promotion, the contestant would advance directly. If two votes voted, it would be decided, and if two votes were less than two, the promotion would fail.

According to the reactions of the audience on the scene and the comments of Chen Meiling and Cao Wei, the three judges would not choose against the current and gave them votes for promotion.

But one of the judges Hu Ruijie pointed out his dissatisfaction: "The singing skills are good, but they are too showy, but they are inferior. In addition, the tune is too single. If you take more attention and arrange them carefully, this song should be more shocking. I originally wanted to vote against it, but since Meiling and Cao Wei both said this, and they both chose to make you advance, it doesn't matter whether I oppose this vote or not. Let's advance for you!"

"Thank you, teacher." Zheng Qian thanked.

Chen Meiling seemed a little unhappy. As soon as Hu Ruijie finished speaking, she picked up the microphone and said, "I can't hear the quality of the skills, but I can hear the truth of the emotions. For singers, resonance with the audience is the most advanced skill. I have indeed seen this in Zheng Qian, so I chose to let Zheng Qian advance."

Seeing that the two judges were about to fight for the contestants, the host walked onto the stage at the right time and quickly interrupted the comments of the two teachers: "Let us congratulate Zheng Qian on advancing to the next round of the competition, and invite the next contestant..."

"Singer" is a CCTV program after all. In 2004, it was not popular for mentors to fight each other. Therefore, seeing the quarrels tend to get worse and worse, the director quickly called the host to go on stage to interrupt the rhythm.

Cao Wei saw the two judges and the big players in the industry quarreled in this way for a mere 18-tier artist, and a trace of gloom suddenly flashed in his eyes as Zheng Qian who was constantly thanking him on the stage.

Since the program team did not plan to give Zheng Qian a pre-picture, the host could only watch Zheng Qian leave with admiration and directly announced that the next contestant would come on the stage.

Amidst the applause, Zheng Qian returned to the backstage and was hit by Ren Xin in a beautiful mood.

The latter's face turned red with excitement and kept slapping Zheng Qian's chest: "That's great Zheng Qian, great you! I didn't expect that you were so creative, why did you do it long ago!"

Zheng Qian was hit and staggered, and he almost didn't get angry. Oh, this little body.

He coughed a few times, "Sister Xin, do I have any other notices?"

Ren Xin was stunned and said a little embarrassedly: "Not yet...but it will be there soon. I believe that after this episode is broadcast, sponsors will see your potential!"

"Zheng Qian, you have to write more songs!"

Before Ren Xin could recover from her excitement, she continued to say with excitement: "If you have such talent, you should use it more, do you know? I originally thought this was your last stage..."

Zheng Qian was stunned. Seeing Ren Xin's uncontrollable emotions, his eyes were red, he asked curiously: "Do you think I will fail to advance?"

Ren Xin didn't say anything, and looked at the sky stubbornly.

After a long time, under Zheng Qian's gaze, he lowered his head and blushed and murmured: "Sister Qian said this is your last chance. If you fail to advance, the company may be disbanded. Sister Qian... Sister Qian said she can't hold on anymore."

Sister Qian is actually the general manager of Yuexiang Entertainment, and her full name is Lin Qianqian.

She was originally a loyal fan of Zheng Qian, who founded Yuexiang Entertainment for Zheng Qian. She has been losing money for a whole year. The millions of pocket money her family gave her will be almost lost. If the business fails this time, she will soon go back and inherit billions of property.

Zheng Qian smiled and patted Ren Xin on the shoulder: "Let's go, I'm hungry, can I treat me to a midnight snack?"

"Please please, please, you must, you performed so well today and deserve praise."

"Uh, just treat me to this? Chive buns?"

"Don't we keep eating this? Zheng Qian, you are an artist! You are an idol! Fried chicken, burgers, etc., you can't eat it. Do you know that you keep your figure in management?"

"Okay, I probably know why I look so sissy. By the way, can I give me some meat stuffing..."

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