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Chapter 342 Blind Monk

But the facts proved that his worries were unnecessary.[(〔<网

"The King of Masked Singer" is the same as Beijing TV's "Music Star" last year. As soon as it was released, it was released as a big star, attracting attention within the industry, and the ratings were as high as 1.63%!

This data is definitely ranked high in the country!

Therefore, Huang Yansong, who originally did not attach much importance to this program, instantly restrained himself and became extremely serious.

At the same time, due to too much attention and the increasing discussion of the program by the outside world, Huang Yansong's psychological pressure naturally followed and became more and more intense.

This directly led to him having very strict requirements for the contestants and scenes of the second episode.

Like when the first episode of the program was produced, I just wanted to be satisfied with a ratings of 0.7% or 0.8%. Naturally, I won’t do it again.

Huang Yansong’s goal for the second episode of the program is to have the ratings exceed 2%!

When people have no hope, they naturally muddle along, life is full of gloom, and they are listless in anything they do.

But once there is hope, and the chance of this hope taking shape is still quite high, it is like a desperate drowning person grabbing the last straw on the river bank, the urge to get ashore and live,

Naturally it will become extremely important.

Therefore, when he saw the eight contestants selected by the studio for the second phase of the show, Huang Yansong was extremely serious.

He wants to ensure that each player has his own characteristics and can attract the audience.

Therefore, as the program director, he seriously used his authority for the first time

He wants an interview!

Personally interview each contestant to ensure the final quality of the program!

As the director of the program team, Huang Yansong naturally has the greatest power. Even the senior management of Hanhai Studio must delegate power to her to a certain extent to ensure Huang Yansong's directorial rights.

Therefore, after receiving the news that Huang Yansong was going to interview each contestant, after a short discussion, no one had any objection, and the program team immediately sent out interview invitations to the eight artists on the list.

After a day of interviews, Huang Yansong was very satisfied with all the contestants, except for the last big-name contestant, a man named "Blind Monk" who had some grudges.

Because after being notified by the program team, a whole day has passed, and all the contestants, even those from other places, have arrived within a short time of the meeting, but this blind monk is the only one who has not arrived yet.

"Are you here?"

In the Hanhai Lounge, Huang Yansong asked with a frown.

The reporter said: "I have already called and the other party said they will be here soon."

The new assistant director complained: "The five will arrive soon. It's almost dark now, and there's not even a single figure. Even the Taiwanese singer, who is so far away, came early in the morning."

, who do you think this blind monk is, such a big name?"

"Maybe he is a popular artist, and it is normal to have a temper." Huang Yansong said expressionlessly.

: "What's wrong with the popular artist? Doesn't he know how popular our show is? Director Huang, when he comes later, don't give him a good look. This kind of artist, with a little success, doesn't know what his surname is.

What, you can have a bad temper, but how many people are queuing up to come to our show?"

The assistant director said: "That's right, our program doesn't need big names!"

Huang Yansong nodded slightly. At this time, he had already decided in his heart that as long as there was a slight flaw in the blind monk interview, or if he didn't even have the strength of the top seven players, he would suggest to the boss to replace this person.

Another hour later, while Huang Yansong was waiting for the popular guy to blow his beard and stare, and was about to leave after work, there were two knocks on the door of the lounge.

Then, a man about one meter tall, wearing a cassock, a bamboo hat, sunglasses and a black veil appeared in front of everyone.

Huang Yansong: "..."

Assistant Director: "..."

Xiao Xu: "..."

Behind the man in the bamboo hat, studio general manager Zhou Shu appeared in front of everyone, carrying several lunch boxes.

As soon as Huang Yansong and others saw Mr. Zhou, they immediately stood up and said to Mr. Zhou: "Mr. Zhou, why are you here?"

"Hey, it's so late, you should get off work? Sleeping late is not good for your skin."

"Mr. Zhou, you are too polite..."

Zhou Shu handed the lunch box in his hand to Huang Yansong and others, and said with a smile: "You have been waiting for a long time. Eat something first when you are hungry. This is the blind monk. I brought it to you. Well, you should take care of it."

The blind monk was wearing a bright red cassock and a bamboo hat. He put his hands together and said nothing.

Huang Yansong didn't even look at him, he kept thanking Zhou Shu, and then opened the lunch box in a tacit understanding and started eating.

Blind Monk: "..."

Zhou Shu couldn't stand it anymore. He knew that Huang Yansong and others had resentment in their hearts. They were trying to stumbling upon the blind monk!

But she knew the true identity of the blind monk, so how could she ignore him so coldly?

She thought for a while and then said: "It's not convenient for Mr. Blind Monk to talk. Since it's an interview, Director Huang, let's start now? It's so late. Let's finish work earlier so that everyone can get off work early and rest."

Huang Yansong just took a mouthful of the lunch box. After hearing this, he put the chopsticks and the lunch box on the table next to him. He raised his head and said, "Since you said so, Mr. Zhou, let's get started. Mr. Blind Monk,

If you see the microphone behind you, sing a few lines a cappella from the song you picked up. We are not professionals, but we still have a basic judgment on the quality of a person's singing skills, so you don't have to worry about us avenging our private vengeance..."

Avenging a private vendetta?

After saying these words, Huang Yansong realized that he had said the wrong thing, but he didn't care much. He still looked at the man in a hat with his face wrapped tightly, wearing sunglasses and a veil, with a serious expression on his face.

When Xiao Xu and the assistant director heard this, they also stopped what they were doing and looked at the blind monk.

The blind monk nodded, turned around and came to the microphone specially installed in the lounge, hummed a few times, and then without any warning, he started singing: "Ah oh

Oh oh eh

Ah hiss ah hiss

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Ah, hiss, ah, hiss, oh, oh, oh, oh.

Everyone listened with rapt attention.

The blind monk came so late and was received so politely by the general manager. He must be the finale singer selected by the studio. Therefore, even though Huang Yansong and others were dissatisfied with the blind monk in their hearts, they could still understand the big things right and wrong.

of.

However, when the blind monk opened his mouth, he hummed like a goddess chanting sutras, which made Huang Yansong and others shake their bodies violently.

A few people thought that the blind monk was playing accompaniment for themselves, so they didn't take it seriously and got over it after a while.

But unexpectedly, as the next few seconds passed, more than ten seconds passed, and dozens of seconds passed, the blind monk's humming remained the same.

Those "um, ah, alas, yo, etc." and some incomprehensible "Which beep and which dong" sentences were like chanting sutras, which simply made Huang Yansong and others' heads explode.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Huang Yansong couldn't bear it anymore and immediately interrupted the blind monk's humming. He said with a wry smile: "Mr. Blind Monk, are you sure you are singing?"

"I'm sure!"

The one who spoke was not the blind monk, but Zhou Shu.

Her face was full of shock at this time, and she looked at the Blind Monk, with a glimmer of admiration in her eyes: "I'm so sure, this! This song is simply a divine song! It's really good, no, it was Mr. Blind Monk who praised this song

The way of expression is really good!”

Huang Yansong's eyes darkened and he was speechless for a while.

Is this also called a song?——

Thanks to Yan Zhouzhou for the reward (To be continued.) 8


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