The evening of the second day after the rehearsal was the day for the official stage. Qiu Qiu slept late, had dinner at home at noon, and arrived at the TV station on time at two o'clock in the afternoon.
Fu Ruien had a meeting today, so he didn't send him off in person, but sent a driver to take him there.
Although Fu Ruien didn't go, his heart was always on Qiu Qiu's body. During the meeting, he even called Tangzi to encourage him.
"Come on, Qiuqiu," Fu Ruien said softly on the phone, "Today's 'Fifteen into Twelve' competition must work hard, and if you make it through, your godfather will be rewarded."
"What reward?"
"Reward Qiuqiu and godfather for playing the 'fifteen in, twelve out' game, okay?"
Qiu Qiu hurriedly shook his head, completely forgetting that Fu Ruien on the other end of the phone couldn't see him: "No, no, no, the signal here is very bad. I can't hear what you say."
After saying this, he immediately hung up the phone and switched it to silent mode, in order to concentrate on preparing for the game.
The forty-year-old man is really scary. He looks serious on the surface, but in fact he secretly studied the eighteen ways of eating sugar. Qiu Qiu has been licked many times in the past few days.
There was a traffic jam on the road, Qiu Qiu arrived late, everyone else had basically finished their makeup, and even many contestants had already changed into costumes.
Hua Xiang was dressed very plainly today, a pair of winged sneakers, leopard-print crotch pants, and a T-shirt with a tiger embroidered on the chest. His hair was shaggy with mousse, and he casually grabbed the back of his head to form a little tangle. With the golden microphone in his waistband, anyone would think that he is a rapper, and he can play a freestyle at any time.
Qi Qiqi is dressed in a cute children's suit. His hair is combed into threes and sevens with pomade, and he wears a white shirt and red bow tie. He looks like the lead singer on Children's Day in a kindergarten.
Qiu Qiu has always been fond of suits, and thinks they are mature and handsome, but he has never had his own suit so far. Every year at the opening ceremony, as a student representative, he has to speak on stage. Every time he wears a suit, he rents it from the photo studio in front of the school.
He is now twenty-one years old, and he is an adult. There will be more and more occasions to wear a suit in the future, so let's prepare a suit.
There is a huge walk-in closet in Fu Ruien's house, which contains shirts, trousers, ties, watches, cufflinks... and so on. It is hung on three walls, and a special person comes to take care of it every week. Fu Ruien doesn't like to buy clothes very much, but even so, there are still fifty or sixty suits in his closet suitable for different occasions, all of which are tailor-made, which complement his broad shoulders and long legs, and his demeanor is outstanding.
Oh, why not let his godfather take him to buy a suit in a few days. Godfather has such a good eye, he will definitely find a suitable suit for him. However, he doesn't have much money in his pocket now, so he can't afford a custom-made suit like his godfather's, and he can just buy a finished set.
Qiu Qiu is really under Fu Ruien's spell now, no matter what he is, he can think of his godfather. Obviously, he was about to go on stage, but he was still thinking about messy things in his head.
As he thought about it, his thoughts became empty, and his eyes were unconsciously focused in mid-air, and he didn't know where he was looking.
The makeup artist who was in charge of putting on his makeup snapped his fingers next to his ear to bring him back to his sanity: "Qiu Qiu... Qiu Qiu! Keep your head straight and look at me."
"Ah..." Qiu Qiu's dimples were filled with shame, he hurriedly cast his eyes on the makeup artist. His eyes are big, his pupils are black, and before he even puts on eyeliner, mascara, or silkworm pen, he already has a ecstasy effect.
The makeup artist looked at him for three seconds before she couldn't take it anymore, a gust of heat went straight to her forehead, she hurriedly said: "Forget it, you should look elsewhere. Auntie is old, her heart beats too fast and she will go to the hospital .”
…
Before the official recording, Qiu Qiu slipped out of the backstage and went to the auditorium to find friends.
In the first game of this national competition, Daxiong, Xiaoli and Wang Dingxie were present to cheer. Xiao Li and Da Xiong are fans, wherever there is Qiu Qiu, there are them. Brother Wang frame frame is in charge of arranging all of Qiu Qiu's works in the national competition. Now two pieces have been produced, and the rest are still in full swing.
The knowledge of music arrangement is greater than that of composition. Composition only needs a pen and a notebook, while composition requires a lot of equipment. Qiu Qiu visited Wang Tingxie's work once, and the senior brother Wang Huaxia seemed to be a different person at work. How can there be any gentleness, kindness, consideration and delicateness, only the six relatives do not recognize him.
Qiu Qiu introduced the three of them to each other. Among them, Daxiong was the oldest, especially for the live broadcast of the gay app called "Jinjiang", he specially grew a beard, and his appearance was more mature. To be honest, Daxiong doesn't look like his classmates now, but like his father who came to hold a parent-teacher meeting.
However, this "dad" was ashamed to put on the support uniform with the Q version of Qiu Qiu's portrait printed on it. The pink cartoon design made him look more conspicuous.
Not far behind them, there were about fifty other people wearing the same support team uniforms, shaking hand lamps in their hands.
Qiu Qiu only took one look and felt something was wrong.
Up until now, every time he came to the venue to support him, he was an enthusiastic student. After all, the national competition hadn't started before, so his popularity was limited. But now in the support group, it is obvious that four out of five people are strangers, and everyone is distracted by playing with their phones.
Qiu Qiu asked: "Who are they? Where are the classmates?"
Xiaoli rolled her eyes three hundred and sixty degrees: "This idol, please carry it out clearly, it is summer vacation, and all the classmates are going home. I worked hard to only bring in a few local classmates, and the rest is not enough. You can pay for it."
"It's not necessary... If no one comes, no one will come, why hire someone to pretend."
"You have to stand up! If there is no cheering group in the first national competition, you will be doomed!" Xiaoli pointed to the other direction of the auditorium, "Look over there, that's the way to go!" It's an exaggeration!"
Qiu Qiu looked in the direction Xiaoli pointed, and saw a fan team of about 200 people gathered in the best position in the middle of the auditorium! Everyone was wearing the same support uniform, with headbands on their heads, three light sticks in each hand, and hearts and flowers painted on their faces. Everyone looked very fanatical.
Qiu Qiu was taken aback: "... how many people are employed?"
"It's probably not hired," Wang Tingxie interrupted. "You have a very famous online singer named Xin Tian in this competition. These should be her original fans. They came to support her when they heard the news of the recording."
As Wang Tingxie said, after a while, Xin Tian, who was dressed like the heroine of a two-dimensional comic book, stepped on tall platform shoes and walked towards the fan club from the side door. Today, she is still pretty and charming, wearing a white off-the-shoulder top, with a tutu skirt with rainbow stripes, and exaggerated and delicate makeup... Her arrival instantly ignited the passion of the fan group, and almost all members in a flash They all stood up, scrambling to reach out, wanting to shake hands with Miss Sister.
Not to mention those loyal male fans who went crazy for her, the other men in the venue, as long as they were heterosexual, were more or less attracted by her attention.
Especially the good-for-nothing Big Bear, who was stunned, staring at his side face and sucking his saliva, just like the village head's silly son and wife.
Xiaoli kicked him angrily: "It's alright, alright, you usually look like an unscrupulous gay guy, but now it's good, you're a unscrupulous straight man."
Originally, Qiu Qiu wanted to chat with his friends for a while, but the assistant director sent someone over to urge them to go backstage to prepare for the game. The filming will officially start in an hour.
Before returning to the backstage, Da Xiong and Wang Dingxie both hugged him and sent him sincere blessings, waiting for him to win the game and dominate the crowd.
Qiu Qiu corrected them: "That word is called overpowering the crowd..."
"Yan Ya, look at your face, it is definitely Yan Ya."
Qiu Qiu and the two good brothers hugged each other one by one, and then turned to Xiaoli with open arms.
Xiaoli didn't expect that she would have a share too, the embarrassment on her face flashed, and she took a quick step back: "Why are you hugging me, my painting is worth 800 today, you can't afford to lose a little bit of powder if you touch it .”
Qiu Qiu felt ashamed, and in order to resolve the embarrassment, he had no choice but to hug himself.
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Backstage, all the contestants gathered in the specially decorated waiting room, and listened to the assistant director's final introduction of the competition rules.
"We have a total of fifteen contestants. They are divided into three groups: red, yellow and blue. One group has five people. Each group selects four people to advance to the next round." While the assistant director was speaking, two cameras aimed at them, faithfully recording The reaction of the contestants, these shots will be edited and broadcast on the program in the future.
"From the beginning of our competition, a scoring system has been introduced. It is no longer like the competition in the competition area. There are only two options: pass and pass. There will be an electronic display in front of each judge. "Performance level" and "typhoon and capacity" are scored. The scores of the five judges will be displayed at the same time, and the average score is the final score of the contestants. The contestants with the lowest scores in each group - unfortunately - are eliminated."
These were all introduced before the start of the competition, but everyone still listened carefully. The two female contestants with a good relationship beside Qiu Qiu held hands together, showing their sisterly love in front of the camera.
"Well, since everyone understands the rules of the game now, let's start drawing lots."
The assistant director asked the staff to bring up a basket. He said it was a basket, but it also looked like a deep tray. Fifteen individually packaged biscuits were scattered on the tray. You can see a small note with the group and appearance number written on it.
"It turned out to be 'Fortune Cookie'! I love this song so much~" Xin Tian is very good at showing herself. After picking up a cookie, she clasped her hands together and muttered, "Bless Tiantian~"
Others also said a word of determination to the camera before smoking the biscuits.
Qiu Qiu is really not good at this kind of superficial skills. After choosing the biscuit, his slender fingers hesitated and rubbed on the biscuit packaging. One point of self-confidence, two points of self-effacing.
He unwrapped the package, gently pressed the two ends of the biscuit with both hands, and after a little force, the biscuit split in half from the middle after a crisp "click".
A bright yellow note emerged, with a large number 3 printed on it.
"Ah, you are the yellow group!" Hua Xiang poked his head over and pressed his shoulder familiarly.
"And you?"
"Red group, it is fate that I will be popular!" Hua Xiang waved the note.
Beside them, Qi Qiqi ate the biscuits intently while fiddling with the blue note in his hand.
Qiu Qiu said happily: "It's great, the three of us are not in a group."
Hua Xiang was extremely arrogant: "Then what's the matter, even if the three of us are in the same group, we can still advance smoothly, okay?"
"No," Qiu Qiu said, "If we were in the same group, wouldn't the other two people in the group be too pitiful?"
"... Hahaha, yes, yes."
Holding the yellow note, Qiu Qiu scanned the other contestants in the room, and soon found three other contestants in the same group as him.
As for the fifth...
Popular Internet singer Xin Tian held a small yellow note in one hand and covered his cherry mouth with the other, and said in surprise, "Oh, what a coincidence, Tiantian and Qiu Qiu are in the same group, let's all work hard!"
Qiu Qiu: "...well... come on..."
The author has something to say: Readers: The first day Godfather didn't make an appearance, I miss him.
Qiuqiu: Don't think about it! ! !
Tiantian: The second day after seeing Qiuqiu, I miss him.
Godfather: Don't think about it! ! ! !