Facing his ex-girlfriend and ex-roommate, Qiu Qiu wanted to explain, but how he said it seemed to be trying to cover up. Fortunately, at this time, the program team's call came after him, saying that the assembly time is up, why is he still missing.
Qiu Qiu was worried that he had no excuse to slip away, so he hurriedly said goodbye to them, and ran up to the studio on the eighth floor with his guitar in his arms.
He thought he was the last one to arrive. Who would have known that Hua Xiang hadn't contacted him until now.
The staff came and went in a hurry, and the assistant director almost exploded his mobile phone, but there was only a reminder from the end of the phone that "the number you dialed has been turned off" from the beginning to the end.
Seeing the assistant director's complexion getting worse and worse, Qi Qiqi, who had been addicted to the game, put down his phone and said in a childish voice, "Uncle director, don't worry, he must be sleeping late."
The assistant director thought about it too. After all, Hua Xiang was a candidate. After the college entrance examination, it was time to relax. If he played too late at night, he might not be able to get up in the morning. Forget it, anyway, he is the seed to win the championship, so let's be special if he is special, what can he do if he is late.
The short morning passed quickly while explaining the competition process. At twelve o'clock at noon, the program team prepared light and delicious box lunches for the contestants.
Qiu Qiu originally thought that the boxed lunch would not be very tasty, but just after taking a bite, he realized that the taste of this dish seemed familiar. The simple stir-fried vegetables were all very delicious, with distinct layers of taste, and each contestant had a small cup of throat-moistening soup , Fragrant and delicious.
He carefully looked at the name of the store printed on the box, and found that he had eaten this takeaway before - when he sent pork belly soup to Fu Ruien's office before, the Yangwei takeaway that he ate with his godfather came from this place.
Sure enough, some other contestants noticed the specialness of the box lunch, and joked with the assistant director: "Our program team is so rich, I only ate this health-preserving private kitchen once, and the reservation line has been lined up for more than half a month. I didn't expect his family to order takeaway , tastes just as good as the ones in the store.”
The assistant director bent his shoulders and showed them the lunch box in his hand. His box lunch with rich oil and red sauce, a big braised chicken leg, stewed beef brisket with tomatoes, ground three delicacies, and fried garlic sprouts, was rich enough on its own, but compared with the contestants, there was a stark difference.
"Our program team can't afford to eat as good as yours." The assistant director gnawed the chicken leg in two or three bites, shaking the leg bone and said, "The small stoves that your contestants eat are sponsored by Enrui Group, especially the medicinal soup, which nourishes the lungs." Soothing the throat, I used several kinds of medicinal materials, and that bowl of soup alone is worth ten of our lunch boxes. Everyone should sing well in a while, and don't let down the expectations of the gold master's father."
Huh... So it was specially chosen by the godfather...
Qiu Qiu held the small soup cup in his hand, and sipped gently along the side of the bowl.
The soup was really too hot, Qiu Qiu only took a sip, and his face and neck were reddened by the heat.
…
After lunch, the assistant director called Hua Xiang again, but Hua Xiang was still turned off.
Is this lazy sleep too lazy
One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, four o'clock... until two hours before the start of the show, no one was able to contact Hua Xiang.
When registering for the audition, the registration information was not perfect, and the contestants were not required to fill in the emergency contact. And Huaxiang always comes and walks alone every time he competes, and no one has seen his relatives and friends. The game is about to start, if he doesn't show up again, his quota will be automatically invalidated.
When the "Super New Generation" program team first established the project, the main plan made several sets of emergency plans, including the situation of "a player abstaining/losing contact/unable to participate for some reason". After the competition starts, the host will Find a suitable reason to round things up.
Hearing the assistant director's decision, the other contestants exchanged glances in private, with secret joy in their eyes. Hua Xiang is a popular player to advance, no matter what reason he didn't show up, without such a big resistance, wouldn't the chances of others increase
They are not in a hurry, but Qiu Qiu is in a hurry. He is not worried about how the show will be. He is worried that something will happen to his friend.
He knew that Hua Xiang was a senior five student in the High School Affiliated to University A, and he vaguely remembered that Professor Wang had a student teaching in the High School Affiliated to University A. He made several phone calls in a row, and finally got in touch with Hua Xiang's head teacher, and he got tired of talking before asking the other party to give him Hua Xiang's mother's phone number.
Fortunately, Hua Xiang's mother's phone was unblocked. Qiu Qiu introduced herself to her, saying that she was a friend Hua Xiang met in the draft competition. When Hua Xiang's mother heard this, she hurriedly said, "We're in the underground garage, young man, help me persuade him."
Qiu Qiu took the elevator to the second floor in a daze. As soon as the elevator door opened, he heard a loud noise.
Qiu Qiu followed the reputation, and saw Hua Xiang lying flat on the ground, and in front of him, there was a beautiful woman in excellent maintenance, who was pulling his feet towards the elevator in the posture of pulling up a weeping willow. Li drag it.
Hua Xiang's dirty braid fell to the ground, making him look like a mop mopping the floor.
Qiu Qiu: "...???"
What is this, the scene of the super-changing finals
Seeing Qiu Qiu coming, the beautiful woman greeted him warmly: "Qiu Qiu, right? Help me persuade this child. Since this morning, he has been clamoring to abstain from voting. I really can't persuade him anymore."
Hua Xiang didn't want to lose face in front of his acquaintances, and he was too embarrassed to reinstall the mop, so he could only get up from the ground with a dark face. But he didn't speak, his face was extremely smelly.
This kid is obviously only one year younger than Qiu Qiu, but he has been spoiled since he was a child, and he will lose his temper when he doesn't like it. Qi Qiqi is more mature than him.
Qiu Qiu couldn't figure out his temper, so he could only flatter him and ask him why he abstained.
Hua Xiang was silent for a long time before speaking—"My throat is inflamed. If I can't sing my best voice on stage, then I would rather not speak."
His voice was a little hoarse, and his condition was really bad. Hua Xiang's mother said that he started to have a fever the day after the college entrance examination. The doctor said it was a release from stress. Many students will get sick after the college entrance examination. Hua Xiang had been ill for several days. His fever had just subsided the day before yesterday, but his voice never recovered.
Now he has no problem speaking, and he can barely sing dynamic saliva songs, but if he wants to use his expertise to sing a male role, it is absolutely useless, all the high notes are broken into low notes, he doesn't sound like a pretty girl, but like Rong Rong.
Hua Xiang said angrily: "I can't afford to lose this man! I abstain, and whoever I like will be promoted. Anyway, I won't be on stage."
Hua Xiang has always been impulsive and naive in his actions, but the matter of abstention is indeed the result of his deliberation in the past few days.
He is a singer, and he speaks with his voice. Now his proud singing voice has lost its color, and if it can't help him stand on that gorgeous stage, what else can he do but quit
Hua's mother has always been very doting on her children, and she was reluctant to prune the branches if the teaching was crooked, so she had no choice but to agree with his decision. She complained: "If you really don't plan to appear, then why are you so anxious to ask me to drive you to the TV station?"
Who would have thought that Hua Xiang grabbed Qiu Qiu's arm and said in a hoarse voice, "Tuo, arc!"
He returned to the car, took out his gold microphone from the small locked box, and stroked it several times with great care. He handed this treasure consecrated by an eminent monk to Qiu Qiu. At this moment, he felt like Wu Yazi in "The Eight Parts of the Dragon", passing his mantle to Xu Qiu before his body died and Dao disappeared. bamboo.
Qiu Qiu took the treasure worth 280,000 yuan and reminded him in a low voice: "Thank you for your trust...but that word reads 'Tuogu', and the word is not used like that..."
He is now worried about his good friend's Chinese performance in the college entrance examination.
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Because of Hua Xiang's temporary withdrawal, the finals of the competition area lost a lot of attention.
After all, Hua Xiang has been a shining star since the audition. The program team privately believed that he could at least make it to the semi-finals of the national finals. Who would have thought that Hua Xiang was so ignorant of the rules, that he disappeared as soon as he said he was missing.
Qiu Qiu took the golden microphone that Hua Xiang lent him and walked onto the stage.
Under the spotlight, he seemed to be possessed by that high-spirited and wanton young man. When he took the stage, he carried an indomitable momentum and performed extremely brilliantly.
When he sang, he devoted 100% of his emotions, the strings vibrated, and his voice was faint. The campus friendship expressed in this ballad just fits the theme of the farewell of the recent graduation season. Even the judges' eyes were red with their superb acting skills, and they didn't hesitate to praise them when they commented.
In the end, Qiu Qiu advanced smoothly with the first place in the competition area, Qi Qiqi won the second place, and a female player with good strength successfully picked up the pass and won the third place.
When the final result was announced, the cheers from Qiu Qiu's classmates instantly flooded the studio. Under the leadership of captain Xiaoli and vice-captain Daxiong, the slapping group swayed the light boards uniformly, forming a sea of pink theaters.
Standing on the high stage, Qiu Qiu watched his familiar classmates support him earnestly, and watched the unfamiliar audience sincerely congratulate him. He had never experienced such a strange sense of satisfaction and honor.
When the show ended, Qiu Qiu hurriedly left the TV station holding the trophy for the first place in the division. The street lamps stretched his shadow extremely long, and the shadow under his feet seemed to dance, jumping and jumping for joy instead of him.
In the parking lot outside the TV station, Fu Ruien had been waiting there for a long time. There was less traffic at night, so he returned the motorcycle to the garage and chose a comfortable and luxurious car to pick up his precious son.
When Qiu Qiu saw his figure, he couldn't hide his dimples from his smile. He ran to the car in three steps at a time, and handed the trophy to Fu Ruien. His tail was wagging like a whirlwind, and he waited expectantly. He praised his godfather.
"My Qiuqiu is the best."
Although Qiu Qiu was praised by countless people tonight, only his godfather's affirmation made him feel full.
The trophies in the competition area were actually not exquisitely made, and the names of the winners were engraved extremely scribbled. Fu Ruien looked through the trophies critically, and decided that for the national competition, all trophies should be inlaid with real gold.
About this game, Qiu Qiu has a lot to say to his godfather.
Fu Ruien watched the live broadcast on the Internet, and knew that the mop head hadn't appeared, and also knew that the golden microphone that belonged to him somehow got into Qiu Qiu's hands.
Qiu Qiu was very worried: "Hua Xiang is very strong, it's really a pity that he couldn't compete this time because of his voice." Then, he told his godfather everything about Hua Xiang.
After hearing this, Fu Ruien pondered for a while, and quickly said: "If you want him to continue competing, there is no way."
"any solution?"
Fu Ruien said: "Although the competition in this division is over, the selection of other divisions has just started. If I remember correctly, the Southwest Division will hold the semi-finals next week. I will ask the people below to deal with it, and let Hua Xiang directly as a seed player. Participate in the semifinals of the Southwest Division, if he can seize the opportunity to stand out, you will have the opportunity to meet in the National Division."
In other draft competitions, it is not surprising that players participating in competitions in another division after losing in one division are very common strategies. It's just that in the semi-final stage, the method needs to be more cautious, and the bias should not be too obvious. But Hua Xiang is Qiu Qiu's friend, and Fu Rui'en is happy to sell him a favor.
Fu Ruien's arrangement was very appropriate, Qiu Qiu cheered, leaned over from the passenger seat, hugged his godfather, and said in a light voice like an oriole in the morning: "Godfather is the most powerful, what else is there in this world?" Is it something you can't do?"
Fu Ruien stuck to his ear, and laughed in a low voice: "Except for things that make you unhappy, a godfather can do anything else."
Qiu Qiu's upper body was tightly hung on Fu Ruien's body, and he suppressed his heart, for fear that the beating sound of the heart would be too loud and be heard in this quiet night.
The ambiguous atmosphere gradually filled the carriage, and Fu Ruien asked hoarsely, "Qiuqiu, is today's makeup artist the same as before?"
Qiu Qiu leaned in Fu Rui'en's arms, his mind was in chaos, and it took him a while to answer in a daze: "Yeah... what's wrong?"
"Did she still give you that chocolate-flavored lipstick?"
Qiu Qiu understood Fu Ruien's implication in an instant.
He knew in his heart that he should refuse decisively. However, he seemed to be possessed, except for a slight shaking of his body, he did not move a centimeter.
He slowly closed his eyes by accident, he vaguely knew what was about to happen, and his heart was peaceful, as if it would happen naturally, without causing any waves.
He felt that Fu Ruien's body was getting lower and lower until it completely covered the already dim lights in the car.
Even in the dark, Qiu Qiu could still clearly outline Fu Ruien's appearance in his mind. Only then did he realize that his godfather had always been a very bright existence in his memory.
The man's breath sprayed on his face, and the scorching heat gradually approached him. He raised his head slightly, and the sound of breathing became softer...
... Just when the lips were about to meet, the sound of "dong dong dong" knocking on the glass broke the excellent atmosphere.
Fu Ruien, who was interrupted, frowned angrily. He watched helplessly that the little silly cat who had finally been abducted quickly retracted its soft paw pads, broke away from his embrace, and shivered back behind the safety line.
Fu Rui'en and Qiu Qiu looked out the window at the same time - on the sidewalk outside the car window, a man in his fifties was cheerfully waving to them, and there was a suitcase at his feet.
Although the man had a fat figure and a worrying hairline, he was still personable, and even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were kind.
The man smiled kindly: "Qiuqiu, who is this, please introduce to Dad?"