In just one day, Fang Jing became popular again, and the previous issues of The Voice of China Dream were also published and widely circulated.
It's a pity that the news about him cheating on songs was cut out by the program team. Even so, his attention has increased a lot compared to before.
The number of Weibo fans was originally 600,000, but now there are 1 million, and it is still growing rapidly. Yang Ningshou has received four notifications, but she has pushed them all.
It was too low-level, one was for a coal boss's wedding, one was for an old lady's birthday, one was for the opening of a shopping mall, and the slightly better one was for advertising and selling washing powder.
However, she had never heard of this laundry detergent company and did not dare to let Fang Jing pick it up. If something happened, it would be a devastating blow.
The Dream Voice Idol Academy competition started the next day. Fang Jing and Shen Hao were invincible and advanced to the top twelve in the country without any suspense.
Han Qi and Liu Wei signed with the same agent, so naturally they were a team, and both of them were promoted.
Xiong Li's artists were eliminated the most, seven or eight of them were eliminated, and the entire army was almost wiped out. He was so angry that he cursed his mother, saying that these were all money-losing products.
Next is the battle for the top ten, and then ten will advance to eight, eight will advance to six, six will advance to four, three will advance to two, and two will advance to one.
After careful calculation in his mind, Fang Jing looked worried. There were still six performances left, plus the first four, that would be ten songs, all of which were original and a bit flamboyant.
If you are one step ahead, you are a genius; if you are two steps ahead, you are a fool. If doubts arise, you will be in trouble.
Although those first-line singers have sung hundreds of songs, they only have three or five true masterpieces. You, a little-known little character, are classics every time. Who would believe that you wrote them all yourself?
"Alas! Others are only thinking about how to become famous, but I try every means to hide my weakness because my songs are so good. It makes me depressed just thinking about it."
Fang Jing's worries are not unreasonable. In the outside world, as his reputation began to grow, more of his family fortune was uncovered by the media.
Junior high school education, rural child, parents divorced, more and more information comes into public view, some people sympathize with him, and some people criticize him.
Among them, the most vicious fans were fans of Xiaoxianrou Lu Yan, the star Jiang Yunchang who said he was like a ghost when he sang.
That day Jiang Yunchang compared Fang Jing with Lu Yan and said that Lu Yan was not worthy of carrying his shoes.
In this way, Fang Jing was pushed to the forefront, and Weibo was full of fan comments.
One of the most insulting netizens is called I love a piece of firewood. He is known as a fan of Fang Jing and his fighting ability is not ordinary. He has been scolding Lu Yan's fans from morning to night. Hundreds of people have been scolded by him.
Bloody head.
The important thing is that he is not fighting alone, he also has a group of people under him. After scolding him, he went to Lu Yan's Weibo to scold him.
"Miss Lu! Come out to greet the guests!"
"She is gorgeous, her foundation is thicker than a woman's, and she has her ears pierced and wears lipstick. What's the difference between this and a woman?"
"It's a pity that I was born in the wrong era. It was still popular a few hundred years ago."
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These people were vicious and said nothing, and they only poured salt on Lu Yan's wounds. He looked thin, and he had just returned from abroad. The company set him up as an idol. Unexpectedly, he became a target.
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Three days later in the afternoon, Fang Jing closed his eyes in the dressing room and let the makeup artist trim his eyebrows and cut his hair.
The top ten competition will begin at 8 o'clock in the evening, and the program team specially arranged makeup artists to give them makeup.
In addition, Fang Jing also wore a light-colored navy blue casual dress. I don’t know which sponsor it was from, but the program team threw it to him and asked him to wear it at night.
Not to mention, it fits him well and accentuates his body shape, making him look elegant and handsome.
"Brother! Aren't you going to sing original songs today?" Shen Hao suddenly asked next to Fang Jing.
This dressing room is for public use, so there is no problem for three or five people to use it at the same time. Shen Hao deliberately made the people in front of him leave before he and Fang Jing came in together.
In the past two days, he saw that Fang Jing didn't practice new songs. He was singing old songs downstairs with his guitar every day.
Fang Jing smiled and said, "There are so many original works. Writing songs requires inspiration. This thing is hard to come by."
"That's right." Shen Hao smiled tremblingly. He was still thinking about buying a song, but it seems that he can't do it now. He can only leave it to fate for a while.
Fang Jing said nothing. He was in the front and the pressure was much greater than that of Shen Hao. The bonus points for singing other people's songs would definitely not be as high as "original" ones.
He could only rely on his own strength to win this match. In addition to eating and sleeping these days, he had been practicing singing and striving to achieve perfection.
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Those years that have flown away
Echoing the time in my dreams
You in school uniform
He left without saying hello
I stood on tiptoes and picked off the maple leaves
Leave a message
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On the stage, Fang Jing played and sang a ballad, which is the famous song of second-tier singer Xiang Xiaoyuan. She won the championship with this song in a talent show two years ago.
Then she signed a contract with a record company, released an album, and held concerts. Now her net worth has doubled, and she is known as a powerful and talented woman of the younger generation.
Although the lyrics of this song are straightforward and simple, it has high requirements for singing skills. There are several transitions between real and false voices, and the ups and downs of the bass all test the singer's experience and control of details. If one thing is not handled well, the whole song will collapse.
Xiang Xiaoyuan is famous for her bass. Most people can't learn her songs. Fang Jing almost died singing during practice. He had no choice but to choose such difficult songs if he wanted to advance.
The judges are not fools, especially Han Hong. She has been in the music industry for decades and she can tell whether a singer is good or not as soon as she opens her mouth.
In the previous primary election, someone who was known as the world's best soprano wanted to challenge her, but she started crying like a ghost. Han Hong couldn't stand it and told him to get out.
"Ahem!" After Fang Jing finished singing, Han Hong cleared his throat and said, "You chose this song right. Although the songs you sang before were very classic, many people were attracted by the lyrics and music and subconsciously ignored your singing skills."
"I've read some comments about you online these days. Most people talk about your childhood, but few people talk about your singing skills."
"You are a capable singer. Your songs are so popular that people don't notice the essence of your voice. I think this is their regret."
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Backstage, after hearing Han Hong's comments, the faces of the contestants who had not yet entered the stage turned pale. Fang Jing refused to sing an original song. They also laughed privately at him for exhausting his talent, saying that this time Fang Jing was destined to be short-lived.
In the battle for the top ten, two people had to be eliminated. Every time one of them eliminated, their chances of advancement would increase. Unexpectedly, they would be slapped in the face in the blink of an eye. It looked like Fang Jing might not be able to leave.
After Fang Jing finished singing, it was Han Qi, followed by Shen Hao and Liu Wei. According to the rules of the competition, everyone had to finish singing Han Hong before announcing who would go and who would stay.
An hour later, twelve people stood in a row, not daring to express their anger. They all looked nervously at the piece of paper in Han Hong's hand. She would record and rate each person after they sang.
At this time, those with high scores must stay and those with low scores will leave. No one dares to say that they sang flawlessly, and several people were sweating on their foreheads.
The hands on Shen Hao's back turned white as he held them, and in his heart he prayed several times from Amitabha to Guanyin Bodhisattva, Taishang Laojun to Jesus.
"After discussion by our three judges, the following ten people have been promoted."