Friday, four o'clock in the afternoon.
Shanghai TV Station.
The program team of "I Am a Singer" was very busy, moving props, checking lighting, arranging scenes, reviewing the script...there were people coming and going at the scene, and they were all hurrying to work.
The director commands his minions like an emperor commands his army.
The assistant director ran over and said, "Director Peng, the singer is here. Would you like to meet and talk?"
The director nodded, "You watch over here, check the equipment and lighting more, and make sure there are no mistakes. Today is a live broadcast, and audiences all over the country are watching."
The director walked out of the scene and came to the lounge. Huang Yuteng and a middle-aged man were already sitting on the sofa waiting. The two got up: "Director Peng."
"Mr. Huang, Mr. Zhao, it's really early." Director Peng smiled and shook hands with the two.
"It's been a long time since I sang, I'll rehearse on the spot later, it's okay." Mr. Zhao said with a smile.
Huang Yuteng's singing guest is Zhao Nan, a first-line star. In the early stage of his debut, he also mixed in the music world. He belongs to the type that can act and sing. He certainly cannot compare with professional singers. In recent years, due to the difficult career of singers, he gradually shifted his focus to the film and television industry, and he has not sung for many years.
But since he is a guest singer, his singing skills are second to none. Popularity is enough. If he really wants to invite a heavenly king, it will steal the limelight. Besides, the heavenly king will not come to this kind of variety show because it is meaningless.
Huang Yuteng and Zhao Nan rehearsed several times and were very satisfied.
Director Peng led them to the lounge: "Ms. Zhao's singing skills haven't declined."
Zhao Nan waved her hand: "I've never been so full of breath before. I used to sing for a long time without being out of breath."
Huang Yuteng joked: "If you continue to stay in the music scene and develop, you may overwhelm me."
"Go! Go! Go!"
While the three were chatting and laughing, other singers arrived one after another.
Xu Lu and her guest singers are here.
"Ms. Xu, ouch, Lao Qi, I haven't seen you for a long time."
"Director Peng."
"Director Peng."
Li Xuegang and his guest singers followed closely behind.
"Teacher Li, you're finally here."
"Teacher Chu, I have admired your name for a long time, and I have never had a chance to cooperate."
"Hello Director Peng."
Then there are Li Rongxing and Wells. Each of the singer's guest singers is a well-known figure in the entertainment industry. They are either first-tier movie stars or second-tier stars, but they have a great reputation in the music industry. The fan base behind him is huge and the lineup is strong.
After a simple warm-up, Director Peng looked left and right, "Hey, isn't Baby Qin here yet?"
He looked at Xu Lu.
Xu Lu put on a half-smile: "Who knows her."
Director Peng wondered: "She came to the rehearsal the day before yesterday, and she was alone. I asked her if she was a guest singer? She didn't say anything. She was mysterious."
As soon as everyone heard it, they were immediately alert, and they were mysterious? Could it be that Qin Baobao's guest singing status is unusual
Xu Lu chuckled: "Her, the company arranged for her to sing with a little fresh meat. For some reason, there was a breakup and she didn't help sing."
Everyone is relieved to hear this.
Today is different from the past, Qin Baobao is already popular, like the big hit, the popularity is already second-tier, her figure and face are all bonus points. There are too many fans who like her, and there are too many people who are fans of her, just like girls like handsome young meat. It is said on the Internet that Qin Baobao is a goddess of nerds, although nerds and goddesses are not worth much, but now the third- and fourth-rate female artists who are slightly prettier dare to be called nerds and goddesses, and they don't ask otakus whether they agree or not.
Of all the singers present, no one dared to pat their chests and say that they are sure to beat Qin Baobao.
It's good news that she didn't sing as a guest.
Waiting left and right, Qin Baobao came late, followed by a handsome young man behind him. This young man doesn't have a face, at least the people in the program group and several participating singers know him, but the singing guests don't know him.
"Teacher Qin, you're finally here." Director Peng greeted him enthusiastically, but he just nodded with Qin Baobao, grabbed Qin Ze's hand, and smiled on his face: "Teacher Qin..."
This name is also embarrassing, the siblings crashed into cars.
Qin Ze nodded, and asked who you are, do I know you
He felt that the middle-aged man in front of him looked familiar, and his sister's words reminded him. Qin Baobao smiled and said, "This is Director Peng, the chief director and planner of the program group."
Only then did Qin Ze think of this director who had met once.
There is a reason for Director Peng's enthusiasm for Qin Ze. Qin Ze is famous in the music world, a musical genius, a god-level composer, and a shining halo on his head. The point is that he is currently a casual person, Director Peng has always wanted to recruit him into the TV station. He can write songs to make Qin Baobao popular, and he can also make others famous.
Although Qin Baobao is very popular, but after all, he is a child of "someone else's family", so he should be polite and not too enthusiastic.
Director Peng pulled Qin Ze to exchange pleasantries. After talking, he looked around, "Mr. Qin, where's your guest singer?"
Qin Baobao pointed to his younger brother: "It's just him, no problem."
Well... ...
Director Peng was stunned.
In the spacious lounge, more than a dozen celebrities all looked at Qin Ze at the same time.
Singing guests
he? !
Zhao Nan asked Huang Yuteng beside him in a low voice, "Who is he? A newcomer in the entertainment industry?"
After all, Qin Ze is not a celebrity, and it's not like "everyone in the world doesn't know the king", Zhao Nan doesn't know him.
"He is Qin Baobao's younger brother, the one who is very good at writing songs, do you have any impression?" Huang Yuteng explained in a low voice.
"Oh, it turned out to be him. I've heard of it, but this is the first time I've seen him. He's so young." Zhao Nan smiled, "But can he sing? Although the guests don't have to be professional singers, they must be good. Guaranteed."
What Zhao Nan means is that being good at writing songs does not mean that you are good at singing, they are two different things.
"Who knows, I haven't heard him sing before. Whether we sing well or not has nothing to do with us, but we need to make friends with this person, so we can make an appointment with him in the future." Huang Yuteng said, "We can't spread hatred like Xu Lu."
"Xu Lu and Qin Baobao have a holiday?" Zhao Nan's eyes lit up, even celebrities love to gossip.
"Qin Baobao's position originally belonged to Xu Lu. Anyway, it belongs to a company, just those conflicts, grabbing resources, fighting for status. You are familiar with this routine." Huang Yuteng said.
During their careers, they all played the roles of Qin Baobao or Xu Lu.
Zhao Nan's doubts are also everyone's doubts. Everyone has learned how good Qin Ze is at writing songs. Looking through the most popular song charts on the Internet, five of the ten songs are his. Qin Baobao is a newcomer, and in just two months, he has climbed to the lower ranks of the second line. It is impossible to do it just by being beautiful, and it is mostly Qin Ze's credit.
But how could he become a guest singer? He's not a professional singer at all, okay
Also, does he hold the stage
In such a big scene, what psychological quality does an ordinary person have
Does he have a popularity base
In the minds of everyone, Internet celebrities are different from celebrities, celebrities are brilliant roads, and Internet celebrities are heretics.
Not on the table.
Although the live broadcast platform is very popular nowadays, there are also good and bad ones. Besides, it is limited to one-third of an acre of land. Outside the live broadcast platform, it is nothing. I have never heard of an Internet celebrity making a movie or accepting commercials.
Qin Ze is not an internet anchor, but he is indeed an internet celebrity.
The so-called rehearsal is actually just going through the motions, knowing where to stand after going on stage, where the No. 1 unit is, and where the No. 2 unit is. Singers should be careful not to look at the camera.
As for the song to be sung, it had been rehearsed a few days ago.
It was getting late, and the final time was getting closer.
Outside the venue, Pei Ziqi and a few friends were waiting at the entrance, where ticket and security checks had already begun.
"Why hasn't Li Donglai come?" Pei Ziqi waited impatiently.
There were two men and three women beside her. If Qin Ze were here, he would know all of them. They were the rich second-generation officials who met at KTV that day. Li Zongwei, who likes Pei Ziqi, and his mother is Zhang Wangyun, a big entrepreneur in Shanghai. The three girls are Ye Rou, Ge Qing, and Chen Qingyuan who is neither enchanting nor smoky.
Ye Judao: "Wait a minute, maybe there is a traffic jam on the road."
She was dressed in Xiaojiabiyu's attire, exquisite and beautiful. Pei Ziqi squinted at her, curled her lips, her best friend has a good impression of Li Donglai, Li Donglai is not handsome, but he is righteous, hardworking, naughty and sunny. Ye Rouzi is relatively soft, and the two are complementary. It's just that Li Donglai is a rotten piece of wood if he is not enlightened. If you turn a blind eye to the little beauty's favor, you will be alone in this life.
Pei Ziqi thought so, and then looked at Chen Qingyuan. Among the few girlfriends, Chen Qingyuan's body and appearance were comparable to her own. This girl has also been ill recently, um, lovesickness. Ever since the KTV incident that day, she fell in love with that guy Qin Ze hopelessly. Because of the other party's words, she was no longer enchanting or smoky from now on, and An An behaved like a good girl with her family, scaring her parents into thinking her daughter had some kind of mental illness. The phone calls came to her, and the old couple were very relieved to learn that their daughter had someone they liked. They did not object or support this matter, and just watched with cold eyes. If that boy could bring their daughter back to the right track, they would be happy to see it It's done.
But Chen Qingyuan complained to Pei Ziqi several times, why did Brother Qin ignore me, he didn't reply to my text messages, did Qin Ze come to your house recently? Ziqi, can I come to your house as a guest? Ziqi, can you ask Brother Qin out to play
Another resentful girl who is deliberate and ruthless.
Pei Ziqi really wants to tell this silly girl, just take it easy, she doesn't like you, she has a sister who is a big disaster, maybe she looks at her drooling every day, how can she look down on you, a younger sister.
A gust of cool wind blew by, and it began to rain heavily, crackling, and the rain curtain was long,
Li Donglai got out of the car, shrank his head, bent over and lowered his head, and ran towards the heavy rain, like a defeated dog.
"It really hurts, it rains when it rains." Li Donglai patted the raindrops on his body: "I didn't bring an umbrella, hey, thank you."
He took a pack of tissues from Ye Rou.
Chen Qingyuan looked around in the rain and said disappointedly: "Li Donglai, where is your master?"
"How do I know? I have already started school, and he can't teach me for long. It will end in September, and I haven't seen him for several days." Li Dong said.
Chen Qingyuan looked at Pei Ziqi displeased. She said that Brother Qin would come, so I came to watch the show, otherwise, I wouldn't be bothered to watch any shows.
Pei Ziqi rolled her eyes: "Don't worry, he must be here, maybe he has already entered the arena."
His sister is Baby Qin, will he come on such an important day
Upon hearing this, Chen Qingyuan immediately said: "Ticket checking has started, let's enter quickly."
anthomaniac!