The two parties met.
Chu Ming walked past indifferently, as if he didn't see the other party.
This made Zhang Xiulan, who had been arrogant just now, begin to contort her face in anger.
She started to speak sarcastically: "Oh, who is this singer? Can you go back home after finishing a performance today."
The young boy group behind her also burst into laughter.
If the other party had followed up with a few words, Bai Lu would have endured it.
But the other party didn't say a word, only a few snickers, which made it particularly harsh.
This made Bai Lu unable to bear it, and she immediately turned around.
But just as she was about to speak, Chu Ming pulled her over.
"No need to bother with this kind of person, it's not worth it."
A calm tone.
A domineering attitude.
He just glanced at the other party with a sidelong glance, not taking him seriously at all.
This attitude really pissed off Zhang Xiulan and the members of the boy group.
I don't care about you, you really think you're something now.
Zhang Xiulan stared at Chu Ming's back and said with her hands on her waist: "Who do you think you are, you're not even worth it, you'll probably not even know how to lose later."
"Sis, you're right, this Chu Ming is so annoying, he didn't even take us seriously."
"What's he so smug about? If you don't know any better, you'd think he's a superstar, cut."
"This is self-hypnosis, knowing he can't win, so he just ran away."
"I was wondering why there was a weird smell around here, it's because of their low quality, foreigners are still more civilized."
"Hahahaha, that's right, these guys have no manners at all."
"。。。。"
Bai Lu gritted her teeth, showing a fierce look, and was about to retort, but Chu Ming pressed her small head down.
"It's not worth it, just let them see the reality on stage."
"But, but they..."
Chu Ming shook his head: "Nowadays, many people have forgotten their roots and don't know how they grew up."
In the 70s and 80s, or even the 90s, if you said the moon was rounder abroad, maybe some people would believe you.
But now it's the 2010s, and you're still saying this crap, it's ridiculous.
I don't know where this sense of superiority comes from.
Maybe those martyrs who fought for the next generation, they've forgotten them.
Looks like I have to sing that song.
。。。。。。。
Hua Chen Yu finished his performance.
This time, Yu Fan, Hua Chen Yu, and the three hosts stood in the middle of the stage.
The host smiled and said: "What do the judges think of the two songs?"
Liu Huan smiled and said: "Hua Chen Yu's song has been rearranged, it has a refreshing feeling."
Zhang Xueyou: "Actually, it's hard to sing old songs with a new feel, but Yu Fan did it."
Yang Mi thought for a moment and said directly: "Both of you are musicians who are chasing after your dreams, I can see that you both work very hard, that's undeniable."
It's so easy.
Don't know what to say, so just talk about dreams, life, inspiration, etc.
She felt like she had become enlightened under Chu Ming's guidance.
Xu Qing said: "A song can be rearranged, a song can be rearranged poorly, both of you have room for improvement."
As a person like Old Man Xu, he can say whatever he wants.
What kind of social etiquette, do I need you?
So his comments are very blunt.
The host smiled and said: "Then please vote for the two contestants on stage, choose who you think should advance."
As the voting began.
On the large screen behind the stage, the votes for both sides started to rise steadily.
【You must vote for Hua Hua! Hua Hua's arrangement is amazing, Xu Qing can't keep up with the times anymore.】
【What are you talking about, Old Man Xu can't keep up with the times? Integrating electronic sounds into Journey to the West, can ordinary people do that?】
【I'm voting for Yu Fan, it sounds pretty good, it's very exciting and powerful.】
【Vote vote vote for Hua Hua, do you guys understand music? Rearranging is difficult!】
【。。。。】
Finally, the votes were tallied.
Yu Fan: 187 votes.
Hua Chen Yu: 313 votes.
The host said: "The first person to advance is: Hua Chen Yu!"
As the three of them stepped off the stage, the second round of competition began.
Zhang Liang Ying against Lin Zhi Xuan.
"I can't hold on to love."
"I just watch it slip away."
"There are happy people everywhere in the world."
"Why can't I be one of them."
Lin Zhi Xuan's affectionate and regretful singing made everyone immerse themselves in the sound.
。。。。。
Director Ma saw Chu Ming walking over, he smiled mysteriously and said in his ear: "Take this card, there's one million in it, the password is six 8s."
Chu Ming felt like a card had been stuffed into his pocket.
He couldn't help but curl his lips: "Are they happy?"
"Happy, it's like celebrating the New Year."
"Good, then let them celebrate the New Year ahead of time!" Chu Ming smiled.
It's good that there are still good people.
They're eager to give money, and they give a whole million in one go.
Who wouldn't like this?
For this kind of person, we must show them respect, and eliminate them thoroughly!
The second round of voting has begun on stage.
"Zhang Liang Ying!"
"Zhang Liang Ying!"
"Lin Zhi Xuan!"
"Lin Zhi Xuan!"
The audience began to vote for their favorite singer.
Finally, the host announced: "Let's congratulate Lin Zhi Xuan for advancing!"
Zhang Liang Ying lost, even though she was only a few dozen votes behind, she still lost.
At this time, the boy group was ready to take the stage.
Each of them had youthful and fair skin, and they had already put on several layers of powder on their already white faces, some wore colored contact lenses, some wore earrings, and some wore red lipstick.
As if this was the trend.
Zhang Xiulan sneered at Chu Ming: "Now you'll see our strength!"
Chu Ming just felt a little sad.
He frowned at both the 媚外思想 (meiwai si xiang) and the slightly distorted aesthetic.
He vaguely remembered that in his past life, this kind of pathological aesthetic and cultural invasion was manipulated by some big capital.
The purpose was to use the power of idols to influence the overall atmosphere of young people.
Sometimes, you have to admit that this kind of influence is subtle and very scary!
I hope this world won't be affected.
But it's clear that the development of things is not much different from his past life.
The lights on the stage came on.
The boy group arranged their dance moves on stage.
【Wow! So handsome, so handsome, I'm going blind.】
【Yes, yes, I love it,嘤嘤嘤 (yin yin yin), I don't even need to hear them sing.】
【This show is so worth it, seeing so many handsome guys, I don't even want to leave!】
【Wow, this kind of dance move is so seductive, all my votes are yours!】
【He winked at me, oh no, oh no, I'm going to faint!】
Chu Ming's face twitched involuntarily.
Damn!
NMB!
These companies with ulterior motives are everywhere!