In the next day's promotion match, Fu Cuo went to the venue. The day before, he received an invitation letter from the program team. When he entered the venue, a staff member specially guided him:
"It's Mr. Sui Qingchi's friend. The location is over here. I'll take you there..."
He was really not used to this kind of treatment, and he was also not used to the female staff's unobtrusive scrutiny of him.
The seats arranged this time are far in front of the seats for relatives and friends of the contestants last time. They are in the row in front of the audience seats, with the camera seats in front, and the instructor seats in front of them. Because there is no number on the seat, and this row of seats is still vacant, Fu Cuo looked at the staff before sitting down, and indicated where he was sitting. The audience sits, you can sit a little closer to the middle."
In the middle is to sit behind Sui Qingchi's tutor seat. Among the four mentor seats, Sui Qingchi and Tong Guandong are in the middle, and on the left and right are Mingzhu and An Jie. Although Sui Qingchi is Tang Du's mentor, although some people say that he is not worthy of virtue, even Tang Du Sitting in "The Strongest Voice on the Surface" with Sui Qingchi, the two of them must be on equal footing, even if Sui Qingchi and Tang Du are nearly ten years old, even if he is the youngest of the four mentors. If the program group couldn't promise the middle position, Liu Mei would have directly rejected the announcement for Sui Qingchi, there would be no room for negotiation. The entertainment industry is so realistic, it has nothing to do with seniority and age, popularity and traffic are the weight of a star.
Maybe even Sui Qingchi himself is used to this feeling of being so popular that you can't get down from the top of the pyramid.
Fu Cuo didn't go to sit in the middle, but sat down in the side seat. When he sat down, he raised his head and asked, "Are there any relatives and friends from other tutors?"
"Yes," the female staff member said with a smile, "Teacher Tong Guandong's wife is also here today. She is in the rest room of Teacher Tong backstage. Do you want to go backstage?"
Fu Cuo was a little embarrassed and said, "No need."
Twenty minutes after he sat down, the seats next to him were filled up one after another. The people who took the seats did not look like relatives and friends of the instructors or contestants. Some viewing seats reserved by the filmmakers.
The last person to be seated was Mrs. Tong Guandong's wife. She came out with Tong Guandong before entering the auditorium. Fu Cuo got up to make way for her. There were still two vacant seats, one next to him and the other in the very inside. Madam Tong smiled and sat down beside him.
After Teacher Tong Guandong, Mingzhu and An Jie came out of the backstage passage. When An Jie came out, many audience members raised their mobile phones to take pictures of her, and An Jie waved towards the audience. After she took her seat, only Sui Qingchi's seat was left vacant.
The host stood on the side of the stage and looked down at the script. The on-site staff ran around under the stage, and several camera positions were turned on for testing.
Then suddenly a large group of people in the auditorium raised their mobile phones.
Fu Cuo saw Sui Qingchi finally come out of the backstage aisle. He was wearing a pale white half-length denim jacket, with black hair and slightly curly ends. For a moment, everyone in the audience straightened up and patted him. people. Fu Cuo watched Sui Qingchi step into the instructor's seat. Before sitting down, he tugged at the collar of his denim jacket, and turned his head inadvertently behind him. Fu Cuo didn't know whether Sui Qingchi knew where his seat was in advance, or because In this area, only he and Mrs. Tong were not holding up their mobile phones to take pictures of him. Instead, they looked dazzling. Their eyes almost met at a glance.
Sui Qingchi's glance only lasted for two or three seconds, and then he lifted his collar back and sat down with his head bowed. Fu Cuo heard many girls behind him shout excitedly because of this glance. Madam Tong also turned her head to look at him because of this glance, and turned away politely.
At the beginning, nine contestants sang LOTUS's "Dream Catcher" together. Unexpectedly, Fu Cuo only sang one sentence, but Zhong Dao played well in the treble. He should have the widest range among the contestants. Halfway through the song, Yuan Qian and another contestant suddenly walked towards the instructor's seat, and amidst the warm applause of the audience, Tong Guandong was dragged onto the stage by the contestants, and sang the song "Dream Catcher" with everyone.
Tong Guandong's voice is not outstanding, but he sang very tastefully, and finished the song "Dream Catcher" with a narrative tone that looks back on the past.
Although it appeared that he was invited to the stage by the contestants, this should be part of the program arrangement. Fu Cuo thought to himself.
After the concert, the host walked up to Tong Guandong and asked, "I heard that Madam is here today?"
"Yes, she flew over from Vancouver yesterday to celebrate my birthday, because I can't leave here." Tong Guandong said, looking at the audience with a smile in his eyes.
The camera turned to this side, and Fu Cuo saw Mrs. Tong smiling and waving to her husband on stage. They even had similar smiles, and the lines at the corners of their eyes were of the same taste. They obviously didn't look alike at all. , laughing so much like each other.
The smiling face of Mrs. Tong appeared on the big screen on the stage. Fu Cuo also saw himself sitting next to Mrs. Tong and was forced into the mirror. The image on the screen was delayed by a few seconds. Here, there is a hint of envy in the look.
It was just a natural reaction when he saw a loving couple, but he didn't expect that this expression would be recorded on the camera, in front of Sui Qingchi, it was so embarrassing. I just hope that Sui Tianwang won't look up and notice him in the corner.
"Wow, what a cruel dog!" It was An Jie who was on the instructor's seat who spoke.
There was a burst of laughter at the scene.
"It's not easy for you to get out of the order?" Tong Guandong laughed, "That's you looking for abuse!"
"Teacher Tong, it's not that easy to get out of singles!" An Jie said, and turned to Sui Qingchi, "He's still talking about me because of you!"
Sui Qingchi was suddenly caught by the cue, and there was screaming at the scene. Fu Cuo saw Sui Qingchi bowed his head and smiled reflexively on the screen, perfunctory and helpless, making people feel embarrassed and cancer.
What An Jie said is actually helping Sui Qingchi to clarify the scandal to some extent. Fu wrongly thought that there has always been a scandal about Sui Qingchi and Huanyi's high-level executives circulating in the outside world, although Sui Qingchi mentioned Meng Jing every time. This name is black face, but this rumor seems to have been stamped as true by many people, and they talk about it all day long.
After a few greetings at the beginning, they officially entered the competition. There are only six places to advance, and the three with the lowest votes will be eliminated. At this stage, only 300 spectators and 50 judges can vote for points, and instructors can only comment and solicit votes.
The order of the singers' appearance was determined by lottery, and the first one to appear was An Jie's only remaining student. Before the singing, the instructor can introduce the contestants. An Jie, who used to talk and laugh, was unexpectedly serious this time, and she didn’t hesitate to praise her. She said that her voice was like an elf, and that she and I just chose the song. After many days, I finally decided to sing this song "Young aiful". The original singing of this song is already very classic, but I believe everyone will still be deeply impressed by her performance.
Fu Cuo could feel that she really hoped that her contestant could stay, but also seemed to know that she would not be kept. All kinds of contradictory feelings were like deceiving her ears.
The stage is beautiful, and the cloud-like white dry ice spray will make you feel as if you are standing on a cloud. But the cloud can't support people, and the cloud can't support anything.
After the girl sang, An Jie even stepped onto the stage to canvass for her votes, then held her hand, and faced the screen to wait for the announcement of the votes.
The total number of votes was 400, and she only got 298 votes. Judging from the number of votes in previous games, this number of votes is quite low.
This is the first game, with her performance, she shouldn't only get such a number of votes, Fu Cuo thought so, and the big screen cut to the pictures of several mentors in a timely manner. When the camera swept over, Fu Cuo saw Sui Qingchi frowning slightly brow.
The video recording process was very long, and Fu Cuo waited until seven of the nine contestants had finished singing, and finally got Zhong Dao the eighth to play.
The host asked Sui Qingchi if he had anything to say, Sui Qingchi thought for a long time, and finally said only four words: "No, let's sing."
There was a whisper at the scene, it seemed that Sui Qingchi said anything casually, or even didn't say anything, and people could immediately get into the drama, thinking about and commenting on this heavenly king.
I thought there would be a change in the arrangement, but when the original arrangement sounded without any changes, everyone at the scene was a little surprised.
What is even more surprising is the stage lighting. Zhongdao's stage is incredibly simple. There is only one beam of light on the stage. Except for this beam of white light, everything is plunged into darkness. Fu Cuo couldn't help looking at Sui Qingchi who was sitting on the tutor's seat, thinking that this might be your idea...
Such a crude stage, Sui Qingchi can do it, but Zhong Dao may not.
But Sui Qingchi didn't care about these things when he started secondary school.
Fu Cuo was secretly sweating for Zhong Dao. With such a crude stage effect, if he couldn't sing well, it would be tantamount to an ugly smash.
But when Zhong Dao sang the first line of "Satellite", Fu Cuo's frown loosened.
He changed his singing style, this is not Zhong Dao's previous singing style, according to his previous singing style, it would not be so affectionate.
The loneliness of traveling around alone, but also the joy of traveling around a star, obviously there is no mention of love in a word, but the song makes people's hearts beat.
Others may not know it, but Fu Cuo recognizes it. It is Sui Qingchi's interpretation. This kind of singing is more like crying and less like chanting. The expression cannot come from Zhong Dao, who is only eighteen years old. Tang Du's original version is already a classic, which is enough to make people's hearts move. However, what makes Sui Qingchi stand out is that the heartbeat he sings is always covered with a layer of sadness that he himself has not noticed.
Tang Du's satellite is very beautiful and poetic, but Sui Qingchi's satellite has expressions.
Zhong Dao is not Sui Qingchi, maybe he may not have really heard those emotions from Zhong Dao's singing, and seeing those expressions, it is just a ghost in his heart that has never left Xifeng.
He guessed right, until the end, there was only that ray of light on the stage, but it was not broken, it was Sui Qingchi's "I don't want these fancy things and I am still the king of the stage" in the second grade.
In the eyes of others, it may be a secondary school, but in his eyes, these have always been Sui Qingchi's pride, he is just a little arrogant, because no one has taught him to be humble.
The audience was immersed in prolonged applause, and the lights were turned on again. Before the vote, the host routinely asked Sui Qingchi to help Zhong Dao solicit votes. Sui Qingchi sat up and said, "There's nothing to pull, let's vote."
This time people seem to finally get used to his style. Fu Cuo stared at the big screen on the left without blinking, and the big screen on the right suddenly switched from Zhong Dao to Sui Qingchi, who was in the instructor's seat. He also looked at the big screen, and they looked in the same direction together, knowing that miracles would not happen , still couldn't help staring.
They are all deceitful people tonight.
The number of votes finally stayed at 311, and Zhong Dao didn't make the cut as expected. The host asked Zhong Dao what was his final speech, and the young man just bowed deeply in the direction of Sui Qingchi.
Sui Qingchi took the initiative to speak for the first time: "I have a word to give him."
Everyone from the audience to the instructor to the host was a little surprised, because Sui Qingchi seldom took the initiative to say anything, let alone have something to give to the contestants.
The two machines aimed at Sui Qingchi immediately.
"Privately, I want you to win the championship more than anyone else," Sui Qingchi said, "but I found that it is easy to destroy a person, but it is difficult to make a person perfect. So I have prepared a contract for you. If you want, You can sign into my studio, I don't want you for ten or five years, you give me three years, I want to try to fulfill you."
The audience was in an uproar, it was a foul, he said more than one sentence, but no one dared to interrupt him.
Fu Cuo was also stunned, only to hear many audience behind him chattering:
"God, what a blessing in disguise!"
"Does Sui Qingchi have a studio?"
"I don't know, but Sui Qingchi really likes him!"
"It's great to look like Sui Qingchi~"
On the stage, Zhong Dao was stunned for a while before he remembered to pick up the microphone, but there was no sound when the microphone was raised to his mouth.
"Is that good?" Sui Qingchi said. The director team turned off the microphone for Zhong Dao, but they didn't know how good Sui Qingchi's hearing was. He said, "Then you walk on with your head held high. I'm sorry."
I don't know who applauded, and there were bursts of applause from the audience.
Fu Cuo looked in the direction where Zhong Dao was leaving, so he said no regrets, did he mean that
Sui Qingchi sat in the unoccupied rest room, looked down at the phone, and the words "Fu Cuo" were displayed on the screen. The call got through, but no one answered it for a long time. He just listened to the blind voices, His heart was getting colder and colder, but he still hoped that the blind voice would never end, and the person on the other end of the phone would always pick it up at the last moment, and this answering was exactly what he wanted.
"... Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unanswered. Please try again later..."
Wang Xiaoou pushed the door open and came in, asking, "Are you gone?"
Sui Qingchi stood up, put the phone back into the pocket of the denim coat, wrapped the scarf around, put on the sunglasses, and walked out without saying a word.
He walked a few steps in the direction of the elevator, stopped again, stood in the corridor, and said:
"Come with me to the studio."
Wang Xiaoou was puzzled: "Is something taken away?"
Sui Qingchi gave a "hmm", without saying much, and walked forward in silence.
Wang Xiaoou accompanied Sui Qingchi back to the studio. There were no audience in the studio at the moment, only the staff were left to clean up the scene. Sui Qingchi stood at the entrance of the passage, looking at the empty auditorium through sunglasses.
Of course Fu Cuo didn't stay there.
If he wasn't the current Sui Qingchi, he must have chased him and ran out. He could throw away his sunglasses, throw away his mask, take off his clothes, and look for him everywhere. Look at every similar figure to see if it is him. You can ask every passer-by if you have seen a taciturn guitarist, and you can show them the photos on his mobile phone. His mobile phone is full of his photos. He can stand At every intersection, shout his name wantonly.
That's his guitarist, he lost him again, made him angry again, he wouldn't answer his phone when he was angry, he didn't know what he was most afraid of was that he wouldn't answer his phone, you can make any noise , A fight is fine, he doesn't have to fight back, just don't answer his phone.
But so much is possible, and now it has become impossible.
He is popular, so popular that he can sing alone in a venue with 90,000 people, so popular that he can hang in the high-end luxury flagship store in the CBD with Gu Sangni LOTUS, so popular that he can replace Tang Du and become everyone who learns vocal music Students are eager to imitate the object.
Thinking that this popularity is just a dream, he has had enough of the dream, let him wake up quickly.