Chapter 510 These are the rules of the game
"Why is it that Su is always talking? The other two judges are not talking? Who are the other two judges?" Zhang Ruoxi asked loudly.
Li Xin and Shen Xinyi both shook their heads silently. They were not from the entertainment industry and did not understand the identities of these people.
Chen Xi participated in the draft competition in his previous life, but he knew the identities of Su and Angelo Siliano, but the other person didn't know.
But he felt that the man seemed familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.
"How come you don't know?"
"Well, that Su is a mainland singer who was also selected through a talent show before. As for that ghost guy Angelo Siliano, he is a famous opera singer and singer in Mocun He is good at folk songs and rock music..." Chen Xi explained casually.
"Wow, Chen Xi, you actually pay attention to the entertainment industry in Tu'ao."
"I heard what others said when I came here before."
I found an excuse. Avoiding it, Chen Xi continued to look at the man in the navy suit.
He and Su seemed to have started some kind of argument, while the ghost kept shaking his head and spreading his hands. The two of them must have spoken in Mandarin. Angelo Siliano must not have understood it, so he could only make that helpless gesture.
“It doesn’t matter if you give that ghost guy a good ranking, just kick him out when the time comes. This will not only give the Tu’ao people face, but also show that we Chinese people are generous and hospitable.”
"He is the weakest here. We cannot make an exception to let him advance just because a foreigner sings Chinese songs. That would be unfair to other contestants. What will others think of us?" Judges?"
"Pedant, the entertainment industry does not rely on strength. Have you stayed in Tu'ao for too long and become a little dull in your work?"
"Okay, Su, Lee, you two, stop arguing, I don't understand what you are talking about at all." Angelo Siliano interrupted with a blushing face, causing the two to stop arguing.
"Humph~"
"Humph!"
The two men snorted coldly and turned their heads to the side.
"I am No. 07, Zhou Shuo, bringing you a song "The Rain Keeps Falling"." After that ghost James stepped down, an old-looking boy came up, which caused quite a stir for a while. sensation.
Because this boy looks a lot like Hong Kong artist - Yam Dahua.
"I'll go, it's so similar."
"The hairstyle is the same! Is he Ren Dahua's son?"
"Didn't you hear him say his surname is Zhou."
"Maybe he has his mother's surname..."
Chen Xi covered his mouth and laughed while listening to the comments of the people around him.
He didn't think this boy looked like Ren Dahua, but he thought he looked like a combination of two artists, namely Ren Dahua and Zhang Zhaohui (the actor who played Yang Xiao in Wu Qihua's version of Heaven and Dragon Sword).
This boy is so precocious that he looks like he is forty years old. Coupled with the rough voice of the song "The Rain Keeps Falling", he looks like a proper old man.
"Hello everyone, I am contestant No. 08, Wang Zheng, singing "Love ING"..."
"Hello everyone, I am contestant No. 09 Yu Shi, brought here The song is "It's Not Easy To Be Me" by Paul L. Smith..." As the first singer to use an instrument this time, Yu Shi directly had a grand piano brought in, which shocked the other contestants.
“Why does this person look similar to Su?”
"The hairstyles seem to be the same..."
"It can't be imitated by some fanatic fans."
Someone noticed the dress and appearance of No. 09. Like Su, he is also dressed in white. He was just wearing a small vest. If he were wearing sunglasses, it would probably be difficult to tell.
"This can't be your half-brother, hehe." Lee teased.
Surprisingly, Su did not argue with him, but just stared at the stage.
After a long time, Su Cai sighed softly. Originally, he would have given Yu Shi a promotion spot, but now it was all in vain.
"I am No. 10, Wang Crazy..." A boy with a guitar came on stage. It seemed that he was inspired by Yu Shi's performance just now. The remaining contestants asked people to prepare their instruments. .
After the performance on the 10th, it was time for the second group to be reviewed.
This time the host was the first to let Angelo Siliano speak. He praised James. Ghost guys generally rarely pay attention to avoiding suspicion. As the only white player currently present, Angelo Siliano directly gave high praise. However, he led all the other players with just one good sentence.
This move made many Chinese viewers feel slightly uncomfortable.
Su seemed to see the problem and immediately picked up the microphone to add. He commented on each player, but he was not as serious and detailed as in the first round.
Maybe it’s because the performance of the second group is really incomparable with that of the first group, and there is almost no player who can play.
After the second group ended, many people got up to go to the toilet. After all, after watching the draft for so long, people have three worries.
Lounge.
"I understand, then the previous quota will be invalidated. What about Fang Lin? Oh..." Su kept pacing with her mobile phone. On the other end of the phone was the team leader of the domestic program.
"I've already said hello to Hua Guo. Don't worry about that. You just need to make a few small adjustments." When Su put down the phone, a man sitting on the sofa spoke.
"I know, but his performance cannot be too bad."
"Don't worry, he is my proud disciple just like you."
< br>"It seems that his name is not on the list. If you add one more person, wouldn't it become 3 out of 21? This is not easy to fool..." Su frowned as he looked at the list in his hand.
“Indeed, there is not, but there will be soon, and the number of people will not change.”
"What do you mean?"
"Because someone will be absent, shouldn't the quota for players who have no sense of time be canceled and replaced by others?"
The man smiled mysteriously, as if Everything is according to his plan.
In the bathroom, Chen Xi was running water.
“Who do you think will win this time?”
"That's needless to say. Whoever has more brands at the scene will win the championship."
"You mean Fang Lin? I don't even know who he is." "Monash That kid, I heard he was so good at playing in high school that he let his girlfriend do it in front of a bunch of people Let people appreciate it through video.”
“Wow, I wish I had known him earlier. Where can I find such an interesting guy?”
“ Hahaha, you old pervert.”
"You don't want to see the same thing, so who do you favor between the runner-up and the third runner-up?"
"The two players from the University of Mexico."
"Who are they?"
"Just that Michael, and what else is he called...what's so cool Or something cool, I forgot. Look at how these people’s parents chose their names. Two of them have cool names. They are really thinking about the image of their children.”
The two boys. While peeing and chatting, Chen Xi shook his head after draining the water and left.
It seems that everyone is optimistic about Fang Lin, and they all understand that this draft does not rely on their own strength.
Chen Xi smiled and shook his head gently. His eyes inadvertently passed over a corner of the venue and captured a seemingly familiar figure. However, just when he was about to confirm further, the figure quickly disappeared like a phantom. He thought to himself that maybe he was dazzled and didn't look into it further, and then he walked back to his seat calmly.
Now it is the third group's turn to take the stage, but the host has not announced the start, which makes many people impatient to wait.
"Have you made a mistake? He asked so many people to wait for him and couldn't get through on the phone. What on earth are you doing? Even the kings of Asia probably don't have such a scene."
"This kind of lack of time Anyone who has such bad ideas should be disqualified and not allowed to sign up for any talent shows in the future.”
"Who does he think he is? This is a global selection competition!"
"Why don't we let other players play first? What if he encounters some trouble? There are often bus and subway strikes or delays in Tu'ao. I It’s not intentional to look at others.”
“I think the contestants should be given a chance. Everyone will encounter some emergencies.”
“Okay, let’s discuss it with the three main judges. "Several other judges and the host made the results after a period of discussion.
“Why haven’t you started knitting yet?”
"Maybe the contestants are preparing their instruments."
"Husband, when will your friend come on stage?"
"I don't know either."
On the seat People were immersed in their own thoughts, and chatter was heard one after another.
However, Zhang Ruoxi seemed restless. She had only one thought in her mind - waiting for the end of the draft. She cast her eyes into the distance from time to time, as if she was imagining the encounter with Su. She hopes that at the end of the draft, she will have the opportunity to ask Su for a precious autograph and take a photo as a souvenir.
Shen Xinyi's eyes were inadvertently attracted by the deep love between Chen Xi and Sha Zhi, and her mood gradually became heavy. She tried hard to control her emotions, but her inner displeasure still showed up inadvertently. Li Xin observed silently from the side, with helplessness and complexity in his eyes.
Jin Nana looked lazy, folding her arms and gently closing her eyes. She seemed to have become particularly lethargic since the head injury. Occasionally, she would habitually touch the injured area gently with her fingers. After feeling an unusual pain, she quickly retracted her hand, as if she was afraid of touching some taboo.
"Husband...kiss." Saori kissed Chen Xi, and then pointed to her cheek.
Of course Chen Xi knew her little thoughts. He sighed in his heart and then pressed his lips to hers.
"There was a small problem with the equipment just now. The game continues, and we invite the third group of contestants to appear!" Just as the two were getting intimate, the host finally spoke up, and the audience put away their dissatisfied words. .
"I am King No. 11...Jeason, singing the song "Grace Kelly."" No. 11 suddenly changed his name when he read his name, changing his Chinese name to his English name.
That was because he had the same name as the qigong master Wang Mumu. In order to avoid some trouble, he could only change his name.
"Hello everyone, I am No. 12, Jie Guangkun, and I would like to send you a song "My Future Is Not a Dream"." Everyone can't see the appearance of the second contestant because he is dressed as a circus clown. , also wearing a clown-specific wig and nose, which makes people look a little confused.
"What kind of monsters and monsters can come on stage!"
"This person is here to make fun of him. He thinks it's a circus!" Someone raised doubts, because this Jie Guangkun can't even sing. Not even dancing.
"How did this person get selected? I don't even know what I went through in the previous auditions. No wonder some people have some opinions. Li Yang and Chen Jing were actually kicked out because of such clowns. It's really ridiculous." Lee said a little bit He pointed angrily at Xie Guangkun on the stage and said.
“You don’t need to criticize others. This is the effect of the program. If you have any opinions, go to the director and tell them. Whatever the audience wants to see, you can do it for them. People nowadays just like to have fun. Who wants to watch that? A lifeless talent show? Do you really think that the audience doesn't know that the rankings are arranged?" Su smiled disdainfully.
“If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have come to participate in this draft.”
“You can leave now.”
“You...”
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"I don't even know why you are so serious. We just sit in this position and make our own money. What is fair in this world? Tell me..." Su began to give this man who was older than him The man took the class.
“It’s because there are more people like you that fewer and fewer outstanding talents will appear in this kind of competitive sports every year, and more young people will not have any hope in various competitions... ..."
"I am naive. I am still so idealistic even though I am in my decades. I don't even understand the basic principles of abiding by the rules of the game. What does it mean that I don't have outstanding talents? I was selected through a talent show. Am I not an outstanding talent? In the entertainment industry, is it useful to just focus on performance? If you don’t have the resources and background, you won’t be successful even if you win the championship. It’s better to screen from the beginning and let those who have the talent. It will be good for everyone if people with a resource background take over..."
What Su said was so realistic that Lee couldn't refute it for a while. This kind of thing is the same in any country, and he himself understands this.
But people who are born well often like to make excuses for the weak on a whim. Lee thought about it and could only sigh helplessly.
In fact, it was not just Lee who raised questions. The audience at the scene was not sure how the clown was chosen. They talked about it one after another, and the photographer even took a close-up shot of it.
Huaguo, Happy Male Program Team Meeting Room.
"If you do this, it may have a negative impact on the column and the TV station." A woman slapped the table with a folder.
"What do you know? The people above want ratings, and the people below want to have fun. They put on some serious programs every day, and only ghosts will watch them." A bald man replied rudely. .
“If the draft is questioned as fraudulent, then there will be no need to do it in the next few periods.”
"Do you think those viewers don't know that these are fake? Why do you still watch them when you know they are fake? Have you ever thought about this problem? Let me give you an analogy, you watch those god-like movies on TV Everything about this drama is contrary to reality, and the various operations are simply exaggerated, such as tearing enemies apart with hands, flying over walls, and steamed bun bombs. There are still a lot of people watching. They can only complain a few words afterwards, so what? It will be easier for us to make money in the next few episodes. Then we will say that for the sake of fairness, the program will be made. I have made adjustments and specially invited a certain teacher to be a judge, so that I can attract a wave of old audiences..." The bald man proudly said his idea.
Others also expressed support for the bald man, and the woman had no choice but to stop talking.
Seeing that no one objected, the bald man continued: "There are some things, just be open-minded. Learn more. You see, this young man is very smart. He understands the rules of the game clearly. Yes, I think this person is very promising and will definitely go far in the entertainment industry in the future... "
"Li Yang and Chen Jing were disqualified as judges because they proposed to falsify the competition. This incident caused quite a stir on the Internet. Now that the foreigner is asked to be the chief judge, will he not cooperate when the time comes? ?" At this time, a man in a suit, about thirty years old, interrupted the bald man.
“What I want is this effect, which can arouse the emotions of the audience. As for the foreigner, don’t think that Westerners think everything is fair. The tricks and methods of these talent shows, they But they are all seniors, and we all learned from them. Also, don’t just take some things at face value. How can you be sure that those two judges were disqualified just because of doubts..." The bald man tapped. The tabletop seemed a little dissatisfied with the interrupted speech just now.
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