The reviewer was so excited by the sudden sadness in the chorus that his hair stood on end, and he pressed the pass button frantically: "You passed, no matter what others say, you passed with me!"
Another reviewer also pressed the pass button: "Congratulations on your promotion, Zheng Qian! You are very strong. I personally think you have the potential to enter the top ten in the competition area. Come on!"
In the end, only Bao Zhimin was left covering her face, and everyone looked at her.
There was doubt, disdain, and a trace of ridicule in the eyes of many people.
Bao Zhimin took a deep breath, put down his hand, and pressed the pass button, "Congratulations, I've done it for you. Your rap is very good. I take back my previous opinion. I think if you really have the ability, you should try to break through every aspect."
Professional direction, rather than just showing off high notes..."
Hearing this, Zheng Qian smiled and said, "Thank you, teachers."
Then, he nodded slightly to the three reviewers, then turned and left the audition hall.
"Sorry, pause for a moment while I gather my emotions."
After interviewing a few more contestants, Bao Zhimin stood up, took the initiative to say something to everyone in the hall, and then headed to the safety passage corridor next to it.
There was no one here. She leaned against the wall and covered her face in silence for a long time. Then she took out her mobile phone and made a call.
After a moment, she said to the phone: "Sister Jingyun, I tried my best, but I still gave him a pass. I couldn't help it. I was under too much pressure. There were so many pairs of eyes staring at me, and the other two reviewers were
The locals in the capital know more about Zheng Qian. When I belittled Zheng Qian, they became very angry and thought I was unreasonable. Yes...
She listened quietly to the voice on the phone for a while, then sighed and said: "I told you before, this Zheng Qian just won the "Singer" championship last night, he is in the limelight, and he is also a "Chinese Idol"
As for the focus player, who did Mr. Tan choose to bully? He was chosen? Let’s put it this way, Sister Jingyun, Zheng Qian’s strength is such that he will enter the finals.”
"You'd better watch the replay video."
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On the other end of the phone, Zhao Jingyun, the contracted host of Xiangnan Satellite TV, sat at his desk and turned the ballpoint pen in his hand, "Okay, let me take a look. Thank you for your hard work, Zhimin. Let's have tea together later!"
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Jingyun wrote the word "Zheng Qian" on the notebook in front of her with a ballpoint pen. She thought for a while and felt a little helpless.
Tan Xiong, the vice president of Huaying Media, personally called her and asked her to help kick out a contestant named "Zheng Qian" during the audition process of "Chinese Idol". She had never heard of this name at the time and had no idea.
When asked carefully why, he immediately agreed.
Only later did I discover that this Zheng Qian was not only a powerful singer, but also had just won the overall championship of the "Singer" program.
Although this program is small in scale and only has some influence in the Beijing-Tianjin-Hebei region, it is mainly produced by CCTV 3 and the cultural troupe. The top ten can be directly selected as civilian cadres, and it is also a high-quality program that many people have fought for.
resource.
And this Zheng Qian fought all the way to the end, went through many eliminations, and actually won the championship of the show, and his popularity also increased rapidly. This was something Zhao Jingyun who was hiding behind did not expect, and it was completely beyond her expectation.
But after agreeing to Tan Xiong, she could only do her best. After all, she has her current status and is inextricably linked to Huaying Media. If Tan Xiong had supported her so much, how could she have entered Shonan just after graduating from university?
Satellite TV internship?
She thought about it and finally contacted the audition reviewer Bao Zhimin and asked her to find an opportunity to kick Zheng Qian off.
By pretending to be someone else's hand, it also reduces one's own guilt.
But he never expected that Zheng Qian's ability made everyone at the audition very satisfied. Bao Zhimin only made things difficult for a little while, which aroused the dissatisfaction of other people at the audition.
Is it that powerful?
The ballpoint pen in Zhao Jingyun's hand kept drawing circles on Zheng Qian's name.
Finally, she called again and asked someone to send over a copy of today's Beijing competition audition video about Zheng Qian.
Half an hour later, Zhao Jingyun received the email. She opened her laptop, downloaded the video resources locally, and then opened it to play.
From the moment Zheng Qian walked in, to the time he introduced himself and took the initiative to sing "365 Days of Missing You", when he heard that Zheng Qian could express such a powerful and iconic high note singing a cappella, the ballpoint pen in Zhao Jingyun's hand was snapped by her.
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Then, she saw Bao Zhimin starting to "speak in a panic"!
Yes, under the lens of the camera, when Bao Zhimin was commenting, she did not notice that the sweat on her forehead was already flowing down, but she still pretended to be calm and insisted on finishing what she said.
"Besides high notes, what else can you sing?"
"No matter how you decide, to me, he is a poor student who is seriously partial to subjects..."
Zhao Jingyun couldn't help but hold her forehead, closed her eyes, and shook her head slightly.
Although Bao Zhimin is a singer who has been debuting for ten years, his acting skills are too bad. There is a clear tit-for-tat confrontation. Even a fool can see that there must be a gap between the two.
If it were me, what would I say?
Zhao Jingyun simulated the scene in her mind, bringing herself into the auditor's perspective, and finally she sighed.
Zheng Qian's performance was impeccable.
No one could have imagined that one person could sing so beautifully. If Zheng Qian didn't perform high notes, there might be a chance, but if Zheng Qian continued to perform high notes, his powerful iron lung and the high notes that penetrated the clouds would definitely be amazing.
Impeccable.
Just when she thought this, she saw on the screen that Zheng Qian started to sing Rap at Bao Zhimin's instigation.
Hearing a powerful rap made Zhao Jingyun's scalp numb. It was not the most difficult thing to pronounce the words clearly. What was difficult was that the rap was so rhyming and docile.
Every word and every sentence was like a machine gun, exploding in my ears.
As if listening to B-box, the powerful rhythm ran through the entire audience. Even though Zhao Jingyun never listened to rap, I instantly felt that this young man was full of infinite possibilities.
Especially in the last chorus, the brainwashing melody appeared, making Zhao Jingyun feel like she suddenly saw the light after a period of ecstasy, and the powerful stimulation made her hair stand on end.
She suddenly became worried when she remembered that she would be going to the Beijing competition area to serve as a judge for the second audition in a week.
At this time, a colleague in the office came over and saw Zhao Jingyun in a daze. He was a little curious, so he looked over and found that Zhao Jingyun was watching the contestants' performances at the "Chinese Idol" audition. Especially when he saw the face of a handsome young man with a short head fixed in the picture.
He went up and said with a smile: "Jingyun, you also like Zheng Qian?"
"What?" Zhao Jingyun came back to her senses.
"Zheng Qian."
The colleague pointed at the computer screen and said with a smile: "This contestant is incredible. Director Li Dongtian personally invited the contestants to participate. At that time, he asked me to send the invitation fax..."