Yang Mi widened her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering.
She was clearly deeply shocked by Chu Ming's remarks.
If there was still a bit of polite talk about song reviews before, now this was pure nonsense.
“This…is possible? Does anyone like to listen to it?”
“Why not.” Chu Ming shrugged. “Everyone loves to read about celebrity gossip.”
“Dreams, life, perseverance, and inspiration.”
“Just throw any of these out there, and everyone will consider it gossip. You'll definitely get a lot of camera time.”
“Besides, the program team called you over because they liked your charm, looks, and figure!”
“But they just didn't like your off-key singing! So you have to find your niche!!!”
Hiss!
That makes so much sense.
Now it seems like reviewing isn't so hard after all.
After figuring it out, Yang Mi immediately broke into a smile.
She directly extended her hand and gave Chu Ming a big thumbs up. “No wonder you do so well in variety shows.”
“This is just the tip of the iceberg. I'm a treasure artist.”
“By the way, Sister Mi, can you stop buying so many news articles about my looks? I want to be known for my skills, understand?” Chu Ming felt speechless when he saw the news on his phone.
“Buy news articles? No.” Yang Mi was stunned.
“Really?”
“Really.”
“They all say I'm handsome. The media friends and the wider audience have discerning eyes.” Chu Ming chuckled.
Looking at Chu Ming's self-praise, Yang Mi rolled her eyes helplessly.
She sat down and said, “Speaking of news articles, I remember everyone is now focusing on your looks, but many people are criticizing you for participating in this program.”
“They say you're taking advantage of the situation to make money!”
“They say you're just here to be a supporting character, that you have no talent or singing skills.”
“They also say that in the entertainment industry, you can only eat with looks, and that Chinese entertainment is doomed.”
Chu Ming immediately took out his phone and searched.
Sure enough, there were these comments, and there were quite a few.
And there were people commenting below.
【Being a star is about making money. You can easily get millions just by participating in a program.】
【If the entertainment industry is full of people like Chu Ming, I can't imagine who could resist foreign cultural invasion in the future.】
【Think too much. People like Chu Ming only care about themselves. Don't think about anything else! Entertainment to death!】
【。。。。】
These words would probably break someone with a low mental threshold.
But Chu Ming just smiled slightly.
This is nothing. He underestimated his mental toughness after two years of college entrance exams and two years of simulated training.
Right now, he's most concerned about whether participating in this program is worthwhile.
Does it have the potential to become popular, can he make money?
Anything else is not on his radar.
He turned to Yang Mi and asked.
“Are there any singers who have done particularly well after coming out of Shengshi Good Voice?”
“What do you mean by any?”
“There are many, okay.” Yang Mi counted on her fingers. “There was Mochou, Czech Junyi, and Zhou Can.”
“They were unknown before, but through this program, they directly achieved class mobility. Endorsements, commercials, and variety shows came pouring in!”
“Which one of them didn't earn hundreds of millions or even billions a year?”
The words “class mobility” were spot on.
It's the aspiration of many people.
Ordinary people don't know how many generations it would take for them to have a chance to achieve this goal, and it's just a chance.
But being a star, as long as you become famous overnight, it's a complete change of fate!
Chu Ming smacked his lips. “No wonder so many people want to be stars.”
Then he patted his thigh and said solemnly, “Sister Mi, I've decided. I'm going to win this program and be the Song King!!!”
“Hey? Sister Mi, don't go! I'm serious. Why did you start bouncing the ball?”
Seeing Yang Mi, who was fuming and breathing heavily, leave the lounge, Chu Ming couldn't help but feel helpless.
“Hurry up and go to the rehearsal room. Talking big like that will make people angry.”
Before closing the door, Yang Mi glared fiercely at Chu Ming.
。。。。。。
Two o'clock in the afternoon, Blue Sky Television.
As a music variety show, it's a must to have a rehearsal room.
Singers can rehearse in advance to prepare for their stage performance.
Bai Lu held her pink thermos cup tightly and walked towards the rehearsal room with Chu Ming, giggling.
“Ya!”
“It looks like rehearsal room number 3 is empty. We're so lucky.”
There are a total of four rehearsal rooms, and one is empty and unused. This made Bai Lu happy because they don't have to wait in line.
But before they could take a few steps, a woman in her forties, slightly overweight, walked over.
It was Zhang Xiulan, the manager of the boy group.
She walked up and blocked the entrance. “Sorry, we're using this rehearsal room.”
“Why?” Bai Lu glared and said in a changed voice.
“Our boy group is all seventeen or eighteen year old kids, and our rehearsal includes not only songs but also dances. After all, we don't want to be eliminated in the first round.”
Zhang Xiulan was not so respectful to Chu Ming.
After all, Chu Ming doesn't have any substantial works yet.
He's not even in the music industry yet, what gives you the right to demand respect!
“Well, we'll rehearse until six in the afternoon. Is it nice of us to give you two hours?”
Bai Lu was furious. “Two hours? We'll have to go to the waiting area after dinner, how could we possibly have time to rehearse? We'll have to go on stage directly.”
“Don't be angry with me. After all, you're just going through the motions. We're the ones who want to advance to the next round.”
Zhang Xiulan then clapped her hands. “Hurry up and get in. It's already October, almost a year has passed, don't you want to practice and see if you've made any progress?”
“Really, anyone can get into the music scene nowadays.”
“Hahaha, let's go, we're still more famous.” Said a few of the boy group's pale and effeminate men.
“What a broken rehearsal room, the food at noon is also not good, the foreign conditions are better.”
“The foreign environment is also very sanitary. This place seems a little dirty, eww~.”
“。。。。。”
After the people went inside, Zhang Xiulan raised her head proudly with her arms folded.
Chu Ming, however, had seen through their faces and was unusually calm. “Bai Lu, it's okay. It's just going on stage directly, I'd like to try it.”
Bai Lu stomped her foot angrily. “No, this is your first time on a music variety show. What if you make a mistake…?”
“I won't make a mistake!” Chu Ming smiled slightly.
If you want to see him make a fool of himself, then I'll make you the laughingstock!