Fu Ruien paid 5 million to buy 100 class hours of vocal music lessons from Mr. Gong, 40 minutes per class, three hours a day including breaks, exactly four class hours. With a full schedule, there were only twenty-five days. In the middle, Qiu Qiu took a few days off. By the end of July, the vocal music class officially ended.
The one-month intensive training helped Qiu Qiu a lot. Teacher Gong fundamentally corrected many of Qiu Qiu's pronunciation mistakes. He used to do it all by himself, but now with the guidance of the teacher, he naturally improved by leaps and bounds.
Although the current Qiu Qiu can't compare with those professional singers, there is no problem at all if he wants to stand out from the crowd in an ordinary talent competition.
Teacher Gong was very satisfied with his progress, and praised: "I underestimated you. I used to think that you could only dominate ktv, but now, you can dominate at least ten ktv."
She is a teacher for one day and a father for life. Although Teacher Gong has a bit of a bad temper, she is knowledgeable and has no reservations when teaching. Qiu Qiu respects her very much.
On the day of the end of class, Qiu Qiu was inevitably depressed.
Teacher Gong polished him severely for a month. Qiu Qiu failed to meet her requirements a few times, and was criticized by her for a long time. Even so, he didn't feel wronged.
But today, after she said "get out of class is over", Qiu Qiu burst into tears instantly. He felt embarrassed, wiped it in a panic, and said "thank you for your guidance" while bowing.
Wang Tingxie on the side was also aroused by him to leave, so he hurriedly handed him a tissue and asked him to plug the two springs.
Seeing such a beautiful, sensible, obedient, and serious student crying in front of her, Teacher Gong sighed, and reached out to pat him on the back: "Why are you crying, boy? I'm not your fan, I won't Tell me, little brother, don't cry, I feel bad."
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"Okay, wipe your tears. When you go out, don't take the elevator, take the fire escape, so as not to let other artists see you go out through this door, and think that I have unspoken rules for you."
Qiu Qiu still had tears in his eye sockets, and the corners of his mouth were already curled up: "If you can get your guidance because of your unspoken rules, I'm afraid the gate of your house has been crowded by the little fresh meat."
Teacher Gong rubbed the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes with his bare hands, and said helplessly, "I'm old, and I've been a vegetarian for several years."
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Stepping into August, the scorching heat is coming, and the temperature is getting higher and higher, which makes people unavoidably irritable.
On the first day of August, the program team of "Super New Voices" gathered all the contestants, and the assistant director took everyone to meet the main person in charge of the program.
The headquarter of the video website that hosts this talent show is in the south, and City A only has a technical team and an editorial team for the website. The program planning team ran here and there following the competitions in the sub-divisions. They moved to city A a week before the opening of the national competition, and rented a temporary office in a building next to the studio.
Fifteen contestants selected from all over the country gathered in the conference room, looking at each other with vigilance. It is not easy for people to make it this far. Almost everyone has the ambition to stand out in their hearts. In their eyes, the others present are not companions, but competitors. Who will be the first to fall
In this tense atmosphere, the three people sitting in the corner did not participate in the scheming at all, instead they were peaceful and happy.
Among the three people, one is a boy about five years old. He wears a head curtain like a little girl, sits cross-legged on a chair, and is concentrating on playing games without taking his eyes off the phone for a moment. His little fingers quickly tapped on the screen, a hand speed that many adults could hardly achieve.
Beside him, two male contestants in their twenties were chatting familiarly. The other contestants had watched countless times the final video of the sub-division in private. They immediately recognized these two big boys. One was from the Southwest Division. Hua Xiang, the champion, and Qiu Qiu, the champion of the North China Division.
Naturally, everyone was curious about the content of the chat between the two of them, and they all pricked up their ears to eavesdrop, but they didn't expect that they were not discussing esoteric singing methods - but purely homely!
I just heard Hua Xiang's grumpy opening: "Fuck, I've been living a life that is not human recently! You said that Vincent went on a business trip when he returned to China, and he came to see my parents, and he brought a bunch of things! Open your mouth and shut it. Talk about how much knowledge he has learned abroad, how good his boss is, and how much money he has earned from part-time jobs in the past few years... You don't know, since he came back to China, I have changed from a baby in my mother's palm to a baby in my mother's eyes. You little idiot!"
Hua Xiang and Wen Sen are similar in age, but their IQs are vastly different. If Qiu Qiu is a master of learning, then Wen Sen is a god of learning. He is only 22 years old and has already obtained two master's degrees. It's a pity that he looks ugly, otherwise he would definitely attract the hearts of countless girls with a blue chip stock like him.
Qiu Qiu listened to him complaining for a long time, and summed it up that all of Huaxiang's spare time energy from childhood to adulthood has been devoted to endless class struggles, but Xuesu's resistance to Xueshen is a paper tiger, and Wen Sen's awards are worth a fortune , the elders in the family naturally prefer the one with good grades.
Qiu Qiu could only comfort him: "Is there some misunderstanding between you guys? Why does he always target you?"
"... It's a long story." Hua Xiang's face was full of frustration, "My brother was famous for being a cool male god when he was young, and his children were also very handsome, but I don't know what happened. The good genes of the whole family have been mutated when they came to Wensen, and his facial features are still the same, but he will get fat after drinking water, and he has been shorter than his peers since he was a child."
"Then what?"
"And then... I was only ten years old at the time, and I was not sensible. At the party, I said that Wen Sen was picked up by his parents... But Wen Sen took the New Year's money and ran away without saying a word!" Looking back now, Hua Xiang broke out in a cold sweat, "Everyone was in such a hurry, they looked for him everywhere, and even called the police, but the police found him at the genetic testing center! It turned out that he took two hairs of his parents for a paternity test, and said Use scientific means to prove that he is related to his parents by blood!"
After hearing this, Qiu Qiu was speechless: "... I feel that you are being targeted by him, and it is purely your own fault."
The other contestants who eavesdropped on the side nodded one after another: This kid has been wicked since he was a child, and he is completely out of character.
Hua Xiang exploded when he heard it: "Bah! I haven't finished talking yet!! Why don't you ask me, what happened before???"
Qiu Qiu quickly comforted him: "What happened before that?"
Hua Xiang shook his shoulder-length hair, and complained viciously: "I am extremely talented. I have been apprenticed to a famous teacher since I was eight years old. The day of my apprenticeship happened to be my birthday. My dad asked me what birthday gift I wanted. I said I wanted a gift." A golden retriever."
The Golden Retriever is smart and agile, and can be called Hua Xiang's dream dog.
"But my mother is allergic to dog hair. It is true that my father loves me, but he loves my mother even more. He turned black when he heard my request, and said to me: 'Our family can only have one disobedient little beast' .”
Hua Xiang went on to say: "I was super angry. I lay on the ground throwing a tantrum, rolling over and asking my dad: 'Dad, why am I disobedient'? As a result, Vincent laughed with a chuckle—you guess what that idiot said what?"
Qiu Qiu pondered for a while, and made a bold guess: "I guess Vincent said 'so you admit that you are a little bastard'?"
Hua Xiang slapped his thigh and immediately jumped up: "Hey, what a god, how did you know?!!!"
Other contestants: “…………………”
Qi Qiqi, who had finished playing a round of PVP with his mobile phone next to him, put away his mobile phone, cast a sidelong glance at them, and slowly interjected: "I think you two went to the wrong room. This is a singing talent show, not a cross talk grand prix."
The other players agreed.
At this moment, the assistant director brought the main person in charge of the program group into the door. Everyone quickly put away their smiles, put on a gentle and courteous expression, and shook hands with the person in charge one by one.
There are also a dozen or so main creators of the show, and thirty people gathered in a small conference room, which packed the room to the brim. The main purpose of this meeting was to give a detailed briefing on the competition system of the finals to the contestants present, because it is closely related to the future development. Even Hua Xiang paid attention and listened seriously.
There are a total of 15 players participating in the finals. The competition will be held in six sessions. The first two sessions will be recorded and broadcast, and will be broadcast live after the quarter-finals.
The first phase is a selection contest from fifteen to twelve. Fifteen contestants are divided into three groups by lottery, with five people in each group. The remaining four players successfully advanced, leaving twelve players in the three groups.
The second phase is a twelve-to-eight challenge. The contestants are divided into two groups, and one group draws lots to select the opponents of the other group. Two-two PK, the winner advances, and the six losers compete in the second round, and then decide Two winners. So far, the quarterfinals have been produced.
After the top eight are produced and the schedule becomes regular, the website will put out promotional resources comparable to S-level to create programs and create momentum for the players. After the quarter-finals are determined, there will be a two-week break to allow the players to recharge their batteries. The next four games will be broadcast live on the web, and the competition methods will be more complicated.
After explaining the competition system, the assistant director told everyone that the first game will be recorded this Sunday, so everyone should prepare well. The studio for this national competition still rented the largest TV station, but at that time it was only the regional finals, and there was basically no decoration. This time, Enrui Group invited a well-known designer in the circle to design the venue for the finals. My eyes lit up.
The assistant director said carefully: "Everyone must sing well, the sponsor's father values our show and you contestants very much."
Others responded sparsely, but Qiu Qiu replied particularly loudly: "Yes!"
The boy's voice was so bright and crisp that it could be heard even outside the conference room.
Everyone cast their eyes on him in unison, and those who didn't know him laughed in their hearts that he loves to express himself.
But Qiu Qiu can't control what other people are thinking, he only knows that his godfather has paid so much for himself, and it is a labor of heart and money, he must perform well, and he must definitely let his godfather see him on the award The appearance of the table.
Fu Ruien has put in so much pains for him, so he will offer a handful of sweethearts in return.
The author has something to say: Fu Rui'en: I didn't appear in this chapter...
Qiu Qiu: It doesn't matter, the voice and smile of my godfather will always be in my heart.
Fu Ruien:? ? ?