As the song slowly started to play, no one cared about Fang Jing's dress. After a while, it even seemed a bit pleasing to the eye.
A simple white shirt and jeans, black-rimmed glasses, combed-over eyebrows, and broken hair, he looks like a student, which is much better than those young guys with oily hair, pink face, and yellow hair who wear earrings and are neither male nor female.
What was embarrassing was that there was no warm applause after Fang Jing finished singing. He raised his head and the audience was still staring at the big screen behind him. The clip was not finished and there were still a few seconds left.
"Okay! Bang bang bang!!!!"
"Clatter!"
I don't know who took the lead to break the silence. Waves of applause resounded throughout the studio. Looking at the big words "China Partner" on the screen, Huang Xiaoming's palm almost turned red.
This is one of the few films that he devoted all his energy to. In order to make this film, he ignored the business of more than 50 companies under his name for six months.
After debuting for more than ten years, his acting skills have been criticized by the audience. The movie "The Emperor" pushed him to the top, but he started to go up and down, and bad movies followed one after another.
Although he is on the front line, his popularity is almost exhausted. Many big directors do not want to film with him. Even if he agrees on the surface, he will not receive script invitations afterwards.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have had enough time to go to China Dream Voices to be a judge, and now he is hoping that this show will turn around.
Looking at Huang Xiaoming with bright eyes and a silly smile on his face, Fang Jing felt sorry for him. Huang's acting in the lead role was a bit erratic, with highs and lows that were unpredictable.
If we open two less companies and focus on acting, let alone Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers, at least winning one or two of the three TV drama awards won't be a problem.
After Fang Jing stepped down from the stage, the instructor left and the audience took a ten-minute break to wait for the final results to be announced. The host took the opportunity to insert an advertisement.
"Fang Jing, I didn't expect you to be so powerful, how could you hide it? I knew you were holding back your big move!" Backstage, Liu Wei crossed his legs and sat swaying on the sofa, looking completely different from before.
"Cough cough cough!!!"
Fang Jing was drinking water and choked on this sentence. If he remembered correctly, this was already the second person who said that he was hiding something deeply.
"You're not bad at singing either. Let's encourage each other."
Liu Wei gave him a resentful look, "Sometimes I really want to split your head open to see what's inside and why there are so many good songs one after another."
From the story of the rainy season to time at the age of seventeen, Fang Jing has several excellent songs in a row. Many people will never reach this level in their lifetime.
As a musician, Liu Wei would be lying if she said she was not envious. Sometimes she dreams of writing a good song that can be circulated for decades.
But things didn't work out as she wanted. She was almost running out of brain cells, so what she wrote was still not recognized.
"It's just good luck. Maybe one day I will run out of talent." Fang Jing smiled unnaturally. He remembered a movie he had seen in his previous life, Charlotte's Annoyance.
Liu Wei asked curiously: "If there really is such a day, what will you do?"
"I will quit the entertainment industry, return to my original self, and do what I want to do."
Liu Wei was confused about this answer. What does it mean to return to his original self? Is he not himself now? Just as he was about to ask, Fang Jing turned around and left.
"Hey, where are you going? Together!" "Drink too much water, pee!"
Liu Wei blushed, "Bah! Rogue!"
…
Ten minutes passed in a blink of an eye, and the two returned to the stage. Because the results had not been announced yet, Liu Wei did not dare to change his clothes, so he stood with Fang Jing in ancient costume.
A chivalrous lady in ancient costume and a young student in the 1980s, their style seems a bit awkward and out of place.
The host first talked a lot of nonsense without talking about the key points. Not to mention that the audience was kept appetized, and Fang Jing was even a little worried and nervous.
After a few minutes, the instructors spoke one by one and did not announce the results. Instead, they just praised and encouraged them. Just when everyone was impatient, Han Hong slowly announced the winner.
"Both players are excellent. To be honest, I don't want to judge which of you is first or second. If you can get here, you will be the winner in life."
"I hope that in the future you will not forget your original intention and strive to move forward bravely on the road of music. But since it is a competition, there are winners and losers. According to the rules, I still have to announce who the champion is."
"After consensus among our three judges, the winner of the second season of China Dream Voice is... Fang Jing! The runner-up Liu Wei!! Congratulations!"
"Fang Jing! Fang Jing! Fang Jing!!!"
At this moment, the whole audience cheered, and the fans who like Fang Jing were really happy for him. Because it was a live broadcast, it was also simultaneously broadcast online, and a large number of barrages covered the entire page in an instant.
In the evening, the ratings of Magic City Satellite TV broke the highest this year, reaching 2.1. The ratings of Xiangnan Satellite TV were suppressed every day.
"Yeah!! Godmother! My brother won the championship!" Fang Hui, sitting in front of the TV in Rongcheng, was so happy that she almost jumped up.
Xu Li couldn't laugh or cry, "I know! Can you let me go first?"
She is also very proud that one of her students has become a star, but she is not as exaggerated as a child.
"Hey! Where are you going?" Seeing Fang Hui running downstairs, Xu Li looked at her back and shouted.
"I'm looking for my brother's old homework books and I'll take them to the school to sell them tomorrow..."
The next day, at Shijie High School in Shacheng, southern Hunan, the last row, which was usually unattended, was crowded with people on three floors and three floors outside. Jia Chun stood on the table with his eyes full of joy, impassioned, and gave advice.
"You may not believe it when I tell you. Fang Jing was sitting in my seat at that time. He and I fell in love at first sight... Bah! We felt like old friends at first sight."
"At that time, he said that I was very talented in music, which is rare in a century, and he wanted to teach me how to play the guitar. I originally disagreed! Brother Fat Tiger is such a low-key person!"
"But Fang Jing said no, he had to ask me to learn. There was no other way, so I reluctantly agreed. By the way, he still owes me two packs of spicy strips..."
"Jia Chun! Did you change my name when you were copying your homework?" Wang Xiaoming came back from the office with a bruised nose and a swollen face.
"You fart!" Jia Chun spat flying out of his mouth, several people retched, and his tablemates were sprayed with the smell of chives!
Wang Xiaoming was so angry that his face turned purple. The last person who copied his homework was Jia Chun. "Then why did the teacher say that I didn't turn in my homework?"
"I'm a musical genius, what kind of stupid things do I need to do? Besides, I'm looking down on you by editing your homework, so you don't know what's good and what's good!"
"Fuck you!" Wang Xiaoming rolled up his sleeves and was about to start a fight. What a bully! In the first sentence, he said that he had not changed it, but in the second sentence, he said that he changed the name in his homework book to look up to him.
"Old Wang, don't be impulsive!"
"Let me go! I'll kill him."
"Calm down."
"Come on, come on! If you don't hit me, I'm your grandson!" Jia Chunzheng was shouting loudly. He took advantage of the crowd and Wang Xiaoming didn't dare to hit him.
His deskmate couldn't stand it anymore. He had been holding his breath for half a minute. He really wanted to remind Jia Chun that scolding should be reprimanded and don't spit on him, okay?"
"Master Chun, how many dumplings did you eat for breakfast?"
Jia Chun was stunned, "Dumplings? I ate them last night!"
"vomit!!!"
Looking at this scene, Gong Yu covered her mouth and snickered. After thinking about it, she decided to edit and send a congratulatory message in the middle of the night. She was very happy that Fang Jing won the championship, because the guitar was given to her.