Both of them are popular players in the Beijing competition area, so they attracted much attention when they appeared.
Fans and passers-by gave them friendly smiles, and most of the players did the same, but there were also many who were hostile.
This time, Zheng Qian didn't see Shen Tian's arrival. Maybe he was delayed by something. Among the Qian fans wearing light yellow support uniforms, the only one who looked familiar to Zheng Qian was the one who had been carrying the banner early in the morning. The female man who supports me, her name is Bao Jing, even in the hot summer can't stop her from eating potato chips.
Under the umbrella, she sat in front of the publicity table with her legs crossed. She took out potato chips with one hand and picked up a leaflet with the other. , with a very arrogant attitude.
Zheng Qian found it interesting. He lowered the brim of his hat and walked over. He took the flyer from Bao Jing's hand and saw that in addition to Zheng Qian's personal image, it also listed a list of classic songs from Zheng Qian's past performances, as well as dozens of QQ fan groups. and the URL of the fan support forum.
Bao Jing was chewing potato chips and realized that the leaflet in her hand was empty, so she picked up another one on the table and picked it up again. But after a while, she noticed something was wrong. When she looked up, she saw a leaflet The handsome face was facing his own eyes.
Those eyes are so charming, like the stars in the night sky, and so familiar.
"Ah!" Bao Jing was so excited that the potato chips squirted out of her mouth. She stood up suddenly and looked at Zheng Qian with a face full of joy. Her hands were not idle, she wiped them on her body very neatly, and then looked towards Zheng Qian stretched out his hands and said in a trembling voice: "Idol, you are here!"
Zheng Qian shook hands with her and said with a smile: "Every time I see you, your mouth is always busy - why don't you take a sip of water!"
"I'll drink, I'll drink!" Bao Jing held her idol's hand, almost shaking it. She wiped it quickly, turned around and took out a bottle of Coke from her backpack, and started drinking...
Zheng Qian was stunned: "I'm talking about drinking water, not drinking Coke..."
Bao Jing opened her eyes and looked at Zheng Qian with some surprise: "Is there anything different?"
The fan next to him couldn't stand it anymore, "Bao Jing, I said you were still stubborn with me before, but now even Qian Qian has said the same thing, you should listen to it!"
"I know." Bao Jing was a little frustrated and lowered her head and said, "But I just can't help it!"
"Coke has high sugar, and potato chips are fried foods, which are not healthy."
Zheng Qian couldn't help but ask: "How much do you weigh now?"
"90kg!" Bao Jing was a little ashamed.
Zheng Qian thought for a moment and said, "Let's do this. If you lose weight to 80kg next time we meet, I will fulfill one of your wishes."
"Really?" Bao Jing's eyes widened.
Zheng Qian smiled and said: "But don't go too far!"
Bao Jing nodded desperately, tears of excitement almost came out, "I will definitely work hard to lose weight!"
"Come on!" Zheng Qian encouraged, and then took photos with other fans before turning and walking towards the hotel.
Many fans of other players were moved when they saw this scene and came forward to ask.
"Is Zheng Qian so approachable?"
"It's so different from other players. Everyone else is superior!"
"I really envy you! I heard that Zheng Qian used to spend his own money to buy milk tea for his fans!"
"How can I join your fan group? Oh, I have to memorize Zheng Qian's resume information. That's okay. Take the exam? I'm OK too!"
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After entering the hotel, Zheng Qian, Zhang Guoran and others registered their information and received player number plates.
The final audition this time is completely different from the previous ones. It can be called a small recording studio, and this time, there is only one audition venue in the entire Beijing competition area.
In addition to the three fixed judging seats, there are also 30 media seats at the scene, which are occupied by well-known media people from Beijing, Tianjin and Hebei. Each of them also has the right to vote once.
Including the judges' large voting power, there were a total of thirty-three votes on site.
This time, the competition is even more cruel. There are ten groups of players in each group of six, and only one person from each group can advance.
The difference from the past is that this time the contestant number cards were scrambled, and the judges randomly selected six contestants to perform on stage.
So the players in the waiting room can only continue to wait.
Zhang Guoran was fortunate enough to be assigned to the first group of contestants. Nearly an hour passed before the review was completed. A group of contestants came up to ask about their results. Among the six contestants who had just finished the competition, only Zhang Guoran showed a victorious smile, so a group of people
He immediately came forward to say congratulations.
But Zhang Guoran didn't see Zheng Qian. After searching for a few times, he saw this guy at the front desk. Seeing that he was chatting animatedly with the girl at the front desk, he couldn't help but laugh and cry. He stepped forward and asked, "Zheng Qian, what time is it? Aren't you in a hurry?"
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"Oh, you're out!"
Zheng Qian turned around, saw Zhang Guoran, and said with a smile: "What's the hurry?"
Zhang Guoran said speechlessly: "The top ten competition? You can only go to Xiangnan Satellite TV to record the program if you advance to the top ten competition. You are not in a hurry at all..."
Zheng Qian thought for a while and said, "Actually, I'm also in a hurry."
"Then you still come here to pick up girls?" Zhang Guoran blurted out.
The lady at the front desk was a little annoyed, "Please be careful with your words!"
Zhang Guoran reacted and quickly apologized.
Zheng Qian smiled and said: "I was asking this sister about the situation inside. I heard that there are not only three judges this time, but also a lot of media seats?"
Zhang Guoran suddenly realized, and said with some admiration: "That's true. There are thirty media seats, and they all have the same voting rights as the judges. In other words, there are thirty-three votes in total!"
"I forgot to ask you...forget it, you must have been promoted looking like this!" Zheng Qian cupped his hands: "Congratulations!"
Zhang Guoran suddenly felt relieved: "I'm just waiting for your words. I'm happy with you!"
Zheng Qian said in surprise: "I haven't even gone on stage yet!"
Zhang Guoran looked confident: "With your strength, anyone who encounters you will have to admit defeat. Didn't you see that none of those people dared to talk to you, for fear that if they get close to you, they will be picked off by the staff?"
If you get drawn into the same group, that’s really bad luck!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a staff member in front shouting: "No. 985! No. 985!"
Zhang Guoran looked at Zheng Qian's number plate.
Zheng Qian also looked down at himself.
No. 985!
Zheng Qian walked over.
Zhang Guoran immediately looked sympathetically at the players who were transferred to a group with Zheng Qian.
At this moment, each of these players looked at Zheng Qian's number plate in confusion.
"Holy shit!"
“%&%*……*……*”
"What the fuck..."
The faces of the other five contestants changed drastically. They all seemed to have seen a prehistoric giant crocodile approaching. They subconsciously spit out fragrance and their hearts tightened suddenly.
Compared with these five contestants, the other contestants all screamed with excitement as if it was Chinese New Year. Some even performed a B-box on the spot with excitement!