"The Voice of Heaven" is a talent show jointly launched by Star Entertainment and A City Satellite TV. All citizens over the age of 18, not limited to men and women, can participate.
Ding Meng thought that judging from the popularity of the registration site, the studio building must be full of people today, but after arriving, she found that although the building was also crowded, the number of people was far less than she imagined.
Filled out a form at the entrance, and the staff gave her a number plate and asked her to pin it on herself and wait in the waiting area.
There were already quite a few people in the waiting area, and all the places where they could sit were occupied. Ding Meng could only find a place to stand against the wall.
She originally wanted to put on headphones and listen to songs like others, but as soon as she took out her phone, someone patted her arm. Ding Meng turned her head to take a look. It was a short-haired girl she didn't know. She looked like she was only about 20 years old.
The man smiled at her, looking a little shy: "I'm sorry, I'm a little nervous, so I want to find someone to chat with."
Ding Meng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm actually a little nervous too."
Ding Meng's words made the girl relax a lot, and she naturally began to introduce herself: "My name is Tang Shiran, how about you?"
"My name is Ding Meng, the lemon of lemons."
"Ding Meng, that's a nice name. I'm a student of the Conservatory of Music, do you also study music?"
"No, I'm very amateur."
Tang Shiran's eyes moved, and he said with a smile, "You are too modest. Those who can pass the registration review must have two brushes."
"… yes?"
"Of course, there were tens of thousands of people who signed up at that time, and only over 300 passed the review."
Ding Meng: "..."
She actually stood out from the crowd without knowing it? She remembered that she just howled casually at that time...
While the two were talking, a girl ran out of it crying, and when she passed by Ding Meng, a bleak wind blew up.
Ding Meng: "..."
This is what happened... Even if you lose the election, you won't cry so miserably.
"I must have been scolded and cried by the producer of Qiao Da. He is a man who has scolded and cried Sima Xiaoxiao." Although he was talking about a very sad topic, Tang Shiran's tone obviously revealed excitement.
But Ding Meng was already confused elsewhere: "Producer Qiao Da?" Could it be her family's Da Qiao producer
"Yeah, he's one of the judges, don't you know?" Talking about this "Da Qiao Producer", Tang Shiran's interest was obviously very high, "The first place in this competition, the debut single will be made by He made it, and many people came to the competition for this.”
Ding Meng wanted to ask a few more detailed questions, and a staff member came out of the room in front: "No. 56 to No. 60, go in now."
"Ah, I'm number 57." Tang Shiran pointed to the number plate on his waist and waved to Ding Meng, "I'll go first, bye."
"Goodbye, come on." Ding Meng frowned as she watched her walk into the room. The big Qiao producer she was talking about wasn't really Qiao Yichen, was it? Has he scolded and cried Sima Xiaoxiao? That pop diva
Ding Meng felt a little messy.
"Come and prepare from the 61st to the 65th." An employee with a work card came over to organize the next entry. Ding Meng happened to be on the 65th, and followed her to the designated place.
It didn't take long for Tang Shiran to come out of the room with a happy face, and when she saw Ding Meng, she said cheers to her. Ding Meng thought she must have passed.
When the five contestants inside came out, Ding Meng and the others walked inside in an orderly manner. Almost at first glance, she saw Qiao Yichen sitting on the judges' table.
… is simply a mystery of fate.
"Don't be stunned here, I'm going to close the door." The staff behind him pushed Ding Meng impatiently, and Ding Meng hurriedly walked inside.
Qiao Yichen also saw her at this time, and was stunned for a moment, and then his face was normal again.
Ding Meng felt that there was nothing more embarrassing than this. She just wanted to finish singing and leave soon, even if she lost the election, it didn't matter!
On the 61st, he began to sing soon, but he was interrupted by Qiao Yichen before he sang a few words: "Okay, don't sing any more."
No. 61 is a little girl. Hearing him say this, she looked at him very aggrieved: "Am I bad at singing?"
Qiao Yichen said: "It's very special, and it's very ugly."
girl:"… "
Ding Meng: "..."
He even started spraying venom unprepared!
The girl who was splattered with venom covered her face and ran out. No. 62 quickly took her place, and was interrupted by Qiao Yichen more quickly: "If the original author heard your singing just now, he would probably regret writing this. song."
Ding Meng: "..."
Is this really the Joe Dog Egg she knew! She doesn't believe it!
No. 63 is a boy with dyed hair... It was a bit exciting for Ding Meng's age, and then he sang a rock song, which received the following comments from Qiao Yichen: "Dare to sing Gu Xin's famous song, courage is commendable, but Many of the crew on this show are his fans, and I hope you can walk out of the studio alive."
Ding Meng: "..."
Didn't Tang Shiran just say that they all stood out from the crowd! How could it be so worthless in Qiao Yichen's mouth!
She suddenly doesn't want to sing...
After Qiao Yichen's performance on No. 64 was praised by Qiao Yichen, "This song sounds good when you don't sing it", Ding Meng took the risk and walked up: "Hello, teacher, I'm No. 65 Ding Meng."
There were three judges sitting on the jury's seat, but Qiao Yichen's aura was too strong, it seemed that the two had almost no sense of existence. Ding Meng's eyes swept across the crystal plaque in front of them, and finally landed on the typeface "Qiao Yichen, an emperor-level music producer".
"puff."
Ding Meng laughed softly, and Qiao Yichen looked up at her: "Is my name funny?"
"No..." is that your title is funny.
Qiao Yichen took the player information sheet on the table and said to Ding Meng, "You can start singing."
"Oh... the song I sang is "Fly me to the moon"." She cleared her throat and sang, "Fly me to the moon, let me play among the vast stars, would you like me to watch it? See what spring will be like on Jupiter and Mars…”
Qiao Yichen raised his head and looked at her. Ding Meng's heart tightened, thinking that he was going to interrupt her like he interrupted other players just now, but Qiao Yichen just looked at her and said nothing.
Ding Meng finally breathed a sigh of relief until the song was over.
One of the judges said, "Your voice is very clear and highly recognizable."
Another judge nodded and said, "I'm very emotional, my vocal range is very open, and I should be able to sing very high notes."
If it were normal, Ding Meng would be very happy to get this kind of evaluation, but at this time there was an emperor-level music producer sitting here, and she could only stare at him.
Qiao Yichen wrote something on her information sheet before she said: "I have no skills in singing, I just treat this as a KTV singing. In addition, my breath is unstable and my explosiveness is not enough. If it weren't for your voice, I would be in the first place. I'll interrupt you."
Ding Meng: "..."
She took four stabs in a row, and suddenly flashed before her eyes the scene where she once pointed at Qiao Yichen's 64-point math test paper and scolded: "This question is exactly the same as the example question the teacher taught in class, just change the numbers, you actually If you don't know how to do it, it only means that you didn't listen to the lecture at all! And this question, you can copy the numbers wrong when you copy the question, how stupid you are!"
... So whoever is forgiven by the heavens.
Ding Meng buried her head and said nothing, Qiao Yichen ticked a tick next to her name and added: "But just like the two teachers said just now, your tone is very good and your feelings are in place. If you systematically With some training, there should be a big breakthrough.”
Ding Meng was simply brought back to life: "Really?!"
Qiao Yichen said: "The premise is that you can also advance next time."
Ding Meng blinked, meaning... Can she advance this time
"Thank you three teachers! I will definitely work hard!"
After leaving the studio, Ding Meng was sitting on the subway on the way home, feeling unreal.
Just like yesterday she was sitting with Qiao Yichen in the classroom, today he has become a halo judge.
Probably because the mood in the afternoon was too ups and downs, and Ding Meng lost the mind to cook. Until Qiao Yichen came back from work, she was still lying on the sofa in a daze.
Qiao Yichen looked down at her, Ding Meng met his eyes inadvertently, and jumped off the sofa in fright.
Qiao Yichen laughed, put down the key, walked to the sofa next to her and sat down: "Why did you think of going to the singing competition? It surprised me."
Ding Meng hugged the pillow and moved to the other side warily before saying, "I was just taken aback, I didn't expect you to be so famous."
Qiao Yichen ignored her little gestures and looked at her with raised eyebrows: "Is it strange that I am famous? Gu Xin's "Crazy Sound", Sima Xiaoxiao's "February Flower" and even Mo Zhen's "Miss Ghost", these have set new records in the past. The albums that sell myths are all made by me.”
Ding Meng opened her eyes in surprise, and then said the truth: "I only know singing."
Qiao Yichen: "..."
He smiled at her and said the truth: "I am now a judge of "The Voice of Heaven"."
Ding Meng: "..."
She put the pillow aside and looked at him with adoring eyes: "Da, you are amazing! Please accept my knee!"
Qiao Yichen glanced at her: "What's the use of my knee?"
"Then... Tianling Gai!"
Qiao Yichen: "..."
He loosened the tie around his neck, and seemed to think about something before saying, "I still have something to ask you. I read your information sheet. It says that you worked in a game company as customer service before?"
As for what kind of work Ding Meng was doing, he only asked her on the day they met again. At that time, she diverted a topic to prevaricate, and he didn't ask any further questions. He thought that maybe she was doing some confidential research, and it was inconvenient to disclose it
After all, Ding Meng was a scholar in his heart.
But why did Xue Shen go to the game company to do customer service? And the college she graduated from is also a very ordinary university, not even one. After thinking about it for a long time, he still asked this question.
Ding Meng's face changed a bit, and then she sighed: "Oh, you found out." She even forgot to fill in the work unit on the form, "Actually, it's nothing."