Previously, Xiao Qian was frightened by Erhu and Xiaodao, and the two-person Peking Opera performed in one color, so she didn't pay much attention to the talents recruited by Weng Zhian.
It's different now.
No matter what, these people are also his employees.
With the intention of making the company bigger and stronger, he must invest more energy.
There were almost dozens of flower girls standing in front of me, real flower girls, colorful and colorful.
Look at that one, the flowered cotton-padded jacket, the long autumn trousers, the peonies on the cloth are not ordinary delicate and beautiful.
"Please introduce yourself."
Since this person was so outstanding, Xiao Qian took advantage of the opportunity and named her.
The flower girl was a little nervous. She probably had never spoken in front of so many people. But everyone looked at her and knew that it would be impossible not to say anything.
He opened and closed his mouth several times, and finally started to speak stumblingly.
"My...my name is An Dahua, and I come from Qitaihe."
Xiao Qian was happy.
"Oh, I'm still a fellow countryman."
The fellow villagers burst into tears when they saw the fellow villagers.
Especially in China in this era, population mobility is not so frequent.
It is not easy to meet a Northeasterner in Shanghai.
An Dahua grinned and let go completely.
"Oh my god, you are also from Northeast China. Are you from Negada?"
Xiao Qian closed her eyes in pain and opened them again after a long time.
"It doesn't matter where I am from. What matters now is, what are you good at?"
Seeing Xiao Qian's face turned cold, An Dahua also calmed down.
"I...I can sing duet."
Xiao Qian was noncommittal.
"Then let's try it."
The company is preparing to train singers, and singing skills must be assessed. There is no hope for those who are tone-deaf.
An Dahua inherited the carelessness of Northeastern people, and with the previous preparation, she is no longer so shy. She sings when asked, and sings loudly.
A river of spring water has dried up
Two peaks turned into plains
The beautiful scenery of the past is gone
Only two pills left...
"stop!!!!!!!!"
Xiao Qian roared, almost killing someone in anger.
Looking at An Dahua who was at a loss, she was already thinking about going under the knife.
Damn it, if you keep singing, it will be 404.
After calming down for a long time, he finally regained his senses and stared at An Dahua who was about to cry.
"Where did you learn all this?"
An Dahua was so scared that she almost lost her voice.
"I haven't...never learned it. I just watched other people perform it and I sang along."
Xiao Qian waved her hands indiscriminately, feeling hopeless.
"You are not allowed to sing anymore."
After saying that, he did not dare to look at An Dahua again and turned to someone else.
This is relatively normal, standing there honestly and quietly, except that I haven't washed my hair.
"it's your turn."
He smiled without washing his hair and without saying anything. There were two gaps on his front teeth, and it looked like he had eaten melon seeds a lot when he was a child.
"My name is Wu Xiufen, I'm from Liaoning."
Xiao Qian said angrily: "If you say you can also sing duet, you can go out by yourself."
Wu Xiufen scratched her head.
"I can not do it."
Oh, this guy can't sing duet, which makes him excited.
"Then what do you know?"
Wu Xiufen raised her head proudly.
"I know how to dog-paddle, and I'm always in trouble."
Xiao Qian desperately rubbed the back of her neck, trying hard to prevent her blood pressure from rising.
"You're so good at dog-pawing. Why don't you join the swimming team? What are you doing here?"
Wu Xiufen is quite reasonable.
"I've been there, and they said I was always sinking and was not suitable."
Xiao Qian didn't have the strength to break up with her.
"Can you sing?"
"meeting."
There is no one in this world who cannot sing. After all, as long as people are alive, they can always hear songs.
"Then sing."
Wu Xiufen spoke.
However, the sound of the saw pulling down the big log frightened Xiao Qian to the point where he almost fell to the ground.
Seeing that Xu Mingxia's eyes were about to turn white, he quickly stopped Wu Xiufen's abuse.
"Girl, you are a good person, but we are not suitable for each other."
Wu Xiufen was anxious.
"I'll do something else."
Xiao Qian quickly waved her hand.
"No! I think you should think about the meaning of life while you are still young."
After finally sending away this earth-shattering, weeping ghostly being, Xiao Qian looked at Weng Zhian angrily, wiping away cold sweat.
"I said that when you recruit people, don't you do some research?"
Weng Zhian was very embarrassed.
"Aren't you busy? I haven't found the time yet. She said she could sing, so I asked her to come in first."
Having nothing to say to this stick, Xiao Qian decided to continue while she could still hold on.
The other little girl is much better. She has pretty features and although she is not tall, she has a well-proportioned figure and is neither fat nor thin.
He is really neither fat nor thin.
He is not fat where he should be fat, and he is quite thin where he should be thin.
"What about you, haven't you had enough to eat?"
The little girl stared, very dissatisfied.
"No pricks? The ground is covered every time."
Xiao Qian heard it.
"Are you from Sichuan?"
The girl is elegant and elegant.
"I am Bazhongdi, and my name is Chen Cuihua."
Xiao Qian found that pressing the back of his neck was no longer effective, and his eyes were extremely white.
"What do you know?"
Chen Cuihua is very confident.
"I'm not setting up a dragon gate formation to attack the shell. What do you want to hear?"
Xiao Qian finally broke out.
"It doesn't matter what I want to hear. What matters is that if you dare to talk about Trump again, I will throw you from the building."
Chen Cuihua shrank her head and found that this little boss was very scary.
Xiao Qian put her hands on her hips and glared at a group of colorful people.
"I don't care where you come from. You must learn Mandarin for me here. If I hear your dialect again, get out of here immediately."
Xu Mingming tried to dissuade him with good intentions.
"Xiao Qian, this is wrong of you. What's wrong with dialects? We also speak Shanghainese here."
Xiao Qian's words are serious and thoughtful.
"Their careers are different. They want to be stars. What is a star? A star is a public figure who wants to be accepted by the largest number of people. If you can't even understand what you say, how can you be a star? Stars are ordinary people.
The image of the world, the trend, and the cutting edge must not be associated with the rustic."
At this point, he told Weng Zhian: "Hire a Mandarin teacher for them. This will be part of the assessment from now on. If you can't pass the test in Mandarin, don't even think about making a debut."
Weng Zhian thought about how much money such a teacher would cost, so he quickly agreed.
Xiao Qian's investigation is still continuing, but the results are not ideal.
Of the forty-seven girls, there are actually quite a few who can sing on tune. But almost none of them have any concept of pop music, and the content of the performances is almost all with the characteristics of traditional art.
There are people who sing Qin Opera, people who dance peacock dance, people who perform martial arts, and there are actually people who are good at holding big vats.
Finally everyone had finished the inspection, and Xiao Qian's eyes turned green.
However, he still had a glimmer of hope and asked: "Where is the teacher who teaches these girls?"
Several teachers also came out.
They are all people of a certain age and appear to have profound skills.
Speaking of these teachers, Weng Zhian is particularly proud.
"Xiao Qian, let me introduce to you. This is the dance teacher who teaches the children. He is the folk dance expert I specially invited from Shanghai Opera, Mr. Xu Qiran."
Unexpectedly, Xu Mingxia and Xu Qiran knew each other.
"Teacher Xu Qiran is an expert in folk dance in China. He has superb skills and has won many domestic and international awards in related fields."
Xiao Qian nodded, knowing that this was a master, so he asked respectfully: "Teacher Xu, can you... know how to dance mechanically?"
Xu Qiran was a little confused.
"Mechanical dance? What is that?"
Xiao Qian doesn't give up.
"What about... popping?"
Xu Qiran was even more confused.
"Is this also a dance?"
Xiao Qian realized that she was a little ahead of her time, and quickly asked from a practical point of view: "What about jazz dance, Latin dance and standard dance?"
Xu Qiran finally smiled.
"Ah, I know these."
Xiao Qian finally showed a smile.
"You know?"
Xu Qiran nodded heavily.
"I know...but I don't know how."
"puff……"
Xiao Qian vomited blood and rescue efforts were ineffective.
After finally coming back to life, he looked at Weng Zhian helplessly and expressed his feelings.
"Uncle Weng, it's really difficult for our company to develop."
Weng Zhian had tears in his eyes and patted Xiao Qian's shoulder.
"It's okay, let's work hard together."
Xiao Qian blinked and said quietly: "Uncle Weng, that's not what I meant."
Weng Zhian couldn't turn the corner.
"What do you mean?"
Xiao Qianyuan looked at the white clouds and dogs outside the window, and her voice was full of true feelings.
