Entering the dressing room, Yang Yuwei had already done her makeup, opened her eyes, glanced at Rong Chun, and smiled, "Miss Rong. We meet again."
Rong Chun was already seated in his own place. Hearing this, he raised his eyes. He was expressionless for a moment, and then smiled in surprise: "Yuwei? I almost didn't recognize it was you."
Yang Yuwei didn't expect Rong Chun to be friendly with her. At the graduation ceremony that year, although the two did not directly confront each other, as long as they were not fools, they knew that she had no kindness towards her.
She looked froze for a while, but she just nodded and continued to smile.
Rong Chun moved the swivel chair closer, reached out and touched her braid: "Wow, you've become so much prettier."
Yang Yuwei: "Aren't you the same?"
"I'm not the same." Rong Chun sighed, "As you know, my family is bankrupt... Lin Jiashu also broke up with me. Alas... all kinds of troubles."
Yang Yuwei looked at her in the mirror: "I heard that Jiashu is chasing you, haven't you got back together?"
Rong Chun didn't blink: "Of course not, you also believe the nonsense on the Internet? My family is like this, no one dares to marry me."
Yang Yuwei: "I thought you guys got back together and wanted to return his card directly to you."
Rong Chun raised his eyebrows: "Card?"
Yang Yuwei took out a card from the platinum bag beside her and said, "I borrowed it for use. If he quits the order, I won't be able to borrow money from him again."
Rong Chun widened his eyes, looked around sneakily, leaned over to Yang Yuwei, and whispered, "No, Li Yuan won't give you money? You've been together for a few years, are you getting married soon? He also Too rude!"
Yang Yuwei finally froze: "I broke up with him."
Rong Chun covered his mouth and played his bitch out ten percent: "Ah, I'm sorry, I don't know. We really have the same problem. It doesn't matter, if we break up, we will break up.
The two looked at each other and were smirking when Yang Yuwei was called away by the staff.
Fang Yuan asked Rong Chun in a low voice, "Why did you tell her so much."
Rong Chun moved the chair back to its original position: "Let her know that when she was playing Liaozhai, my aunt and I were already mature."
In the past, Rong Chun looked at Lin Jiashu's face and didn't want to think deeply about this girl.
but now? If Rong Chun was afraid of her, he would curse himself to use the old computer for the rest of his life.
***
Since Rong Chun was re-recording, she didn't listen to what other singers chose, but it didn't matter, the first song she debuted didn't need to be compared with anyone else.
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Rong Chun, as a mysterious guest of the program group, arranged for her to appear directly, unlike several other guests who did not warm up in advance.
Rong Chun walked to the stage of "The First Creator". The audience and the judges under the stage were all unfamiliar faces, only Fang Yuan gave her a cheering gesture.
Her face was calm, and her heart began to beat.
But the moment she took off the guitar and touched the strings, like a tranquilizer, she quietly took a breath and held the mic.
There were not many spectators sitting under the stage, unlike the previous stage where there were thousands of people at every turn. As the lights gradually hit her, Rong Chun's face gradually became clear in the camera.
This is a bright face, a beauty without a sense of distance, but a frown and a smile make people dare not approach.
The audience burst into polite applause.
Some of them knew Rong Chun, some didn't, but when Rong Chun changed a few chords quickly at the beginning, when his voice started, everyone raised their eyebrows.
Rong Chun's looks and first impressions form a strong contrast with her musical style.
The lyrics are half English and half Chinese, but they don't sound incompatible at all, and a bass rap leads to the climax of the chorus.
This song is not long, only less than three minutes, but the audience in the audience seems to have not come out of the emotion of this song, until Rong Chun bowed, the audience's applause shows that the completion of this song is very high.
Yang Yuwei's voice sounded: "Please vote for the judges."
The votes rattled. Within half a minute, the display showed the result—
Public review 99 votes.
Professional review 3 votes.
Producer 2 votes.
It was almost a crushing success in the public review, but the professional review only had three votes.
Currently ranked second to last in the overall ranking.
Rong Chun was not satisfied with the result, but she didn't regret it. Originally, this song was not in her range of choice, and the tune was only a half-finished product. It's okay to say that she was angry with Lin Jiashu, but she just wanted to sing.
Rong Chun's dissatisfaction in his heart also showed on his face.
Yang Yuwei: "What do you think of this result?"
Rong Chun thought for a while: "I remember that there are 20 professional judges in total? Are the voting machines of the remaining 17 people broken?"
The following public reviewers burst into laughter.
The music producer picked a professional judge who didn't vote and stood up: "I admit that your song is very good, but it's too saliva. It's just a little girl venting her emotions after falling out of love. There's no connotation. Since it's on this show, I think it's still necessary to have some music. It's a force of style, rather than catering to the masses."
Rong Chun nodded, waited for him to comment, and asked, "Are you a student of the Conservatory of Music?"
Professional reviewer: "Yun Yin is reading."
Rong Chun: "Oh, I have a master's degree in C-sound composition."
The professional judges thought it was funny, and thought that Rong Chun was just a vase. There might be theory, but no depth: "Music has nothing to do with education. It mainly depends on personal talent..."
"Don't get me wrong," Rong Chun gave him a friendly smile, "If you don't compare your education, you will cry more than your talent."
The professional judges spread their hands and handed over the microphone.
Rong Chun: "My understanding of music is that it sounds good, and the rest is gone."
At this time, Yang Yuwei came out to round up the field: "Let me introduce, Rong Chun is also my alumnus, from a major. Have you released an album before?"
Rong Chun thought for a while: "I won't mention my previous grades. Now is a new beginning."
Several music producers discussed the contradiction between popular and professional about Rong Chun's songs.
Rong Chun almost fell asleep listening to this, she already knew these things.
When the director finally let her off the stage and took her to an interview in a room for later editing.
Director: "Why are you on this show?"
Rong Chun shrugged: "In order to save the company, I can only come out to show off. I'm on the show to stir up the heat."
Director: "In other words, for the sake of red?"
Rong Chun: "Please, whoever is on the show is not for being popular, who wants to be criticized by a few judges who came from nowhere."
"What was the inspiration for this song?"
Rong Chun also generously admitted: "Ex-boyfriend."
Many creators are inspired by their own lives.
Rong Chun has no intention of publicizing her feelings, but netizens all over the country know who her ex is. It doesn't make sense to hide it at this time. It is better to admit it generously and increase the popularity of the show.
Some more interviews were conducted. Director Zheng informed her that the recording was over. He nodded frequently, with a smile that counted the money: "Yuyou, you will be popular."
Rong Chun let out an emotionless "Haha", and didn't know if the fire in his mouth was black fire.
But she went through the intense recording, and her mind was very tired, and she was too lazy to think about how the show cut her.
Fang Yuan trotted over with Rong Chun's bag: "Mr. Rong, you sing so well."
Rong Chun waved his hand and said humbly, "Ordinary play."
"Are you nervous just now?"
Rong Chun snorted: "I'm still nervous? Not at all. These are all small scenes."
As soon as they walked out of the hallway of the studio, they saw Xue Huan appear here.
Rong Chun hadn't seen him for several days, and forgot what he looked like. When he saw his face again, he remembered and said hello, "Why are you here?"
Xue Huan replied with a smile: "You didn't reply to me on WeChat. I asked President Jiang, and then I found out that you are in seclusion and writing songs. Come and have a look."
"How does it feel?"
"The melody is very nice. It will be popular." He looked at the time, "I'll invite you to dinner, right?"
He looked at Fang Yuan, Fang Yuan felt that he was a light bulb, and before he spoke, Director Zheng's voice came from behind, "Yuyou, wait a minute, I'll invite you to dinner."
Rong Chun turned around and saw Director Zheng. He was not alone. Next to him was Lin Jiashu, who had not seen him for several days. His right arm looked the same as usual.
He looked at Rong Chun coldly, while Rong Chun glanced at Xue Huan beside him, thinking, why does he look at her like this.
Rong Chun: "No, we have already made an appointment."
Director Zheng: "It doesn't matter if we eat together, Xiao Xue and I also know each other."
Xue Huan also glanced at Lin Jiashu and smiled with the director, "Our boss probably doesn't want to have dinner with President Lin."
As an insider, Director Zheng has naturally heard the rumors about these two people. He doesn't know if it is true or not, but looking at Lin Jiashu's meaning, it seems that he is really chasing Rong Chun.
But the eldest lady obviously didn't take him seriously.
Director Zheng has a huge responsibility, so he can only get Xue Huan into the car first: "Eat together and eat together."
***
They came to a cafeteria. At the round table, Rong Chun sat Xue Huan on the left and Lin Jiashu on the right.
As for Director Zheng and Fang Yuan, they both made excuses to pick up meals, as if they would be accidentally injured if they stayed in the Shura Field.
Rong Chun felt funny.
Xue Huan asked a few questions about how Rong Chun could improve his singing skills, and she answered them one by one.
When she wasn't paying attention, Lin Jiashu also went to pick up the meal. When she came back, she put a pasta and a sliced steak in front of Rong Chun, both of which she liked to eat.
Rong Chun is not hypocritical, Lin Jiashu eats it for her, anyway, it is his treat, and Rong Chun does not ask him. Nor will he be short-mouthed after eating his meal, and what development does he have.
After a while, Xue Huan also took a glass of juice after Lin Jiashu came back.
One is a kumquat lemon and one is a strawberry milkshake.
Rong Chun liked the strawberry milkshake that Lin Jiashu brought, but she took the kumquat lemon and said thank you to Xue Huan.
However, Lin Jiashu immediately took the kumquat lemon to him: "You don't like drinking too sour things."
Rong Chun reached out and took the kumquat lemon: "People's tastes will change."
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