As soon as the singing stopped, the audience burst into warm applause. Several men and women cried with red eyes, and the camera immediately followed them.
Although many of the people in the audience are employees of the station, some of them are recruited from nearby parks to charter buses and take care of meals. Obviously this man is the latter.
They had nothing to do all day long, either walking or playing in the park. The program team just happened to be recruiting spectators to fill up the number of people, so they came.
Recruiting an audience is also a technical job, and young people will definitely not be able to do it, and people may not be willing to come.
Apart from the aunts and uncles who have nothing to do, the best option is to go to a nearby university to find female students to recharge their credits. They can be on TV and watch their idols up close. Why not?
The key point is that there is a fee for beautiful female students like them to be spectators. They have 80 a day and don't have to do anything. It's no different from picking up money for nothing.
When spectators charge money, I don’t know who started the trend. At first, not only was there no money, but some people paid for the tickets.
It is said that it was pioneered by the Xiangnan TV station. When a program was performed on the stage, the audience was also performing, and people burst into tears before they even opened their mouths.
The directing team took a look and said, hey! The effect is not bad. I’ll add 50, but next time I’ll have to hire a more professional one. This sounds a bit fake.
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"I have to say, you shocked me again, from the beginning of the rainy season when I was seventeen to childhood, and then to this song "Not Seeing Chang'an".
Your voice is very friendly, and you can silence the entire audience as soon as you open your mouth. What surprises me the most is that you actually write songs for your competitors.
After so many years of living, this is the first time that I, Old Han, have encountered this kind of thing. Is Shen Hao not afraid that you will trick him?"
Faced with Han Hong's question, Fang Jing was neither humble nor overbearing and said with a smile: "No, Shen Hao and I are friends. We hit it off as soon as we saw each other, and we hate seeing each other so late.
It just so happened that I had a song that was suitable for him to sing, so I gave it to him. I feel that being on this stage is a kind of fate. We can't say that we are competitors. The main thing is to participate."
"Cough cough cough cough!" In a corner of the backstage lounge, Shen Hao was squatting on the ground and quietly hiding and smoking. He happened to hear Fang Jing's words and immediately choked him.
"Damn it! Damn! This shameless guy actually fell in love with me at the first sight. He opened his mouth and asked for 100,000 yuan at the first sight."
If it weren't for a few zeros missing from his bank card, he would have really believed Fang Jing's lies. Next time anyone dares to say that rural people are simple, he will be the first to refuse.
"Who is smoking in there? Come out here! Don't you know you can't smoke here?" Several security guards shouted loudly when they saw the smoke.
As soon as Shen Hao put out his cigarette butt, he ran away. Anyway, he didn't see anyone smoking. As long as he didn't get caught, who would know it was him?
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On the other side, Fang Jing was unanimously approved again, and Huang Xiaoming also asked Fang Jing to write songs for his next new movie.
Taking it as a polite remark, Fang Jing didn't take it seriously, just nodded and smiled. Who knows when Huang Xiaoming will make his next movie, and it won't even happen.
After stepping off the stage, I wanted to say hello to Zhao Lei and Yu Meng, but others said that they were called to the rest room by He Kangsheng.
"Are you kidding me? You're playing house! At this juncture, you actually said you won't record the next show?" Before entering the lounge, Fang Jing heard He Kang's angry voice.
Yu Meng and Zhao Lei sat side by side on the sofa without saying a word, and despite He Kangsheng's spitting, Zhao Lei said after a while: "I'm sorry for causing you trouble."
"Alas!" He Kangsheng sighed after taking a sip of water, "You want me to say that? Why do you have to quit the game when you have a great future?
I asked the music teacher here to read your songs, and if you package them up, they can be used as the title song of an album. It won’t be your turn to be eliminated in this round, so why bother?”
Looking at Zhao Lei, He Kangsheng hated the fact that iron cannot be made into steel, "Yu Meng withdrew because the school holiday is coming and he can't take leave. I can understand this. Why are you, Zhao Lei, joining in the fun?"
He could still accept it if Yu Meng left, but it would be a big loss for the show if Zhao Lei left. Even Han Hong privately said that Zhao Lei has the potential to win the championship.
If you train him well and invest some resources, Zhao Lei will definitely become another capable singer in the future.
Hearing the conversation at the door, Fang Jing did not go in. After thinking about it, he turned around and left. Zhao Lei must have his reasons for leaving.
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At six o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Lei and Yu Meng left, and Fang Jing asked for leave to see them off. Zhao Lei chatted happily a lot along the way, and he didn't feel at all disappointed about being eliminated.
Since they decided not to participate in the next show, He Kangsheng will definitely not let them pass this time, otherwise it will be difficult to explain to the audience that there will be a shortage of people.
On the stage, Yu Meng carefully sang the song Fang Jing gave her, "The Story of Tea Picking." Han Hong and Huang Xiaoming failed to do so despite their conscience, while Li Wen gave it the go-ahead according to the requirements of the program team.
Zhao Lei's situation was similar. He sang about a southern girl, but it seemed like he was doing it on purpose. He played the wrong strings several times and didn't sing carefully.
There was no surprise. Three votes were cast against him. After a deep bow, he calmly stepped down.
"By the way, where are you going to wander next?" Fang Jing suddenly asked at the airport gate.
"The world is our home. It doesn't matter where we go. I haven't been to XC yet, such as the Potala Palace and the Jokhang Temple. I heard these places are good. I'll go and see them if I have the chance."
Fang Jing was confused, "Then why did you buy a plane ticket to Chengdu?"
"What Chengdu? I bought a ticket for Dali." Zhao Lei curled his lips.
"Really? When I saw you two together, I thought you were both going to Chengdu."
"You're crazy, why should I go to Chengdu?" Ignoring Fang Jing, Zhao Lei waved his hand and turned to go to the ticket office to get tickets.
Yu Meng stayed where he was, apologizing with a guilty look on his face, "I'm sorry Fang Jing, the good song you wrote was in vain."
Fang Jing shook his head, "How could you be blind in vain? Aren't you a good singer? By the way, will you still sing in the future?"
His eyes darkened, and Yu Meng shook his head sadly, "I came out secretly this time. I just had an idea to try it out, but I didn't expect to go all the way here.
In addition to the school not allowing me to continue taking leave, my parents also did not agree with my career as a singer. They scolded me after seeing me on TV a few days ago.
But even if I can’t be a singer, I will still be able to sing in the future. If I don’t go on the big stage, I can still entertain myself.”
"It's you. I think you will definitely become a big star in the future. Keep going! I hope to see you on a bigger stage in the future. Take care and see you again!"
"goodbye!"
Among the crowd at the airport, Fang Jing seemed to see Zhao Lei waving goodbye to him, but in an instant he disappeared into the torrent without a trace.
He and He Kangsheng asked for leave before nine o'clock. They originally wanted to treat Zhao Lei to dinner before leaving, but now they can't.
Seeing that it was still early, I simply found an Internet cafe and went in. The only way to relieve my worries was to code.
Looking at the tens of thousands of manuscript fees backstage, Fang Jing's waist no longer hurts, his legs are no longer numb, and after drinking... Bah! In short, he is in a good mood.
Ten minutes later, Fang Jing's typing hand suddenly stopped, and he clicked on Du Niang to search for today's air tickets from Shanghai to Dali.
"Zhao Lei! It belongs to your uncle!"
The section from Shanghai to Dali is empty. There are no air tickets at all today, and there is only one flight to Chengdu in the evening.
There's something wrong with these two people! Fang Jing couldn't help but think of the day of drinking, when Yu Meng took the drunk Zhao Lei to the hotel, tsk tsk tsk! People's hearts are unpredictable...