The workload in high school is very tight.
Even though Jiang Xi used all his spare time to finish his homework, he still didn't finish it by the time he got home.
"Mom, I'm back."
Jiang Xi threw his schoolbag away and changed his shoes, only to find that there was another person in the living room.
Fatty Tang?
This was the first time Tang Gu had seen Jiang Xi so plain and defenseless. He stared at her thick bangs for a while before saying angrily, "You girl, you're quite good at taking care of yourself."
Jiang Xi smiled and said, "Mr. Tang is a rare guest."
She didn't try to act cute in front of Tang Gu. Mother Jiang wiped her hands on her apron and came out of the kitchen: "Xixi, Mr. Tang has been waiting for you for a while. You can entertain him first. The meal will be ready soon. Mr. Tang, please stay for dinner. Don't be shy."
Tang Gu couldn't refuse the old-fashioned people's simple enthusiasm, so he simply agreed: "Thank you, Auntie."
Father Jiang said hello and went into the kitchen to help, leaving the living room for Tang Gu and his daughter to talk.
"sit."
Jiang Xi poured him a glass of water: "This is the lemonade my mother made. It tastes pretty good. Try it."
Although Tang Gu was picky, he had to admit after taking a sip that it had a sour and sweet taste, just right, and it was very refreshing to drink now.
"Mr. Tang, Mr. Tang, that doesn't sound very nice. Just call me Brother Tang from now on."
Jiang Xi smiled brightly. His skin was fair, his pupils were bright, and his appearance was very pleasing. "Isn't it Uncle Tang?"
"Thief girl."
Putting aside his prejudice, Tang Gu had to admit that this girl was quite likable and could speak fluently. She could be serious when necessary and make jokes when necessary. If she wanted to make friends with someone, it would take only a few minutes.
"Brother Tang, why are you here so late? Is there something important?"
"Wait."
Fatty Tang mysteriously pulled out a black envelope with gold foil from his briefcase and reluctantly pushed it towards him, as if cutting into flesh: "Take a look first."
"The Masked Singer?"
The hot stamping sticker was beautifully printed, its gold-edged twined floral pattern seemingly seeping into the dark background. Jiang Xi unfolded it and stared at the graceful line of gold-lacquered characters. "What's it for?"
Jiang Xi is a layman after all. Even if he has studied a lot of data in a targeted manner, he is still not as well-informed as Fatty Tang.
Only then did Tang Gu feel a sense of superiority.
In fact, when he first intended to sign Jiang Xi, he was only attracted by her face. Although she was still young, she was indeed rare and beautiful.
When the two of them contacted each other privately, they realized that the singing talent that Jiang Xi casually filled in was not for show.
Jiang Xi also sent an audio clip of her a cappella singing and frankly told him that she had been studying vocal music before graduating from junior high school. She had won prizes in provincial singing competitions, but gave up the program due to the intense study schedule in high school.
For Jiangxi's family, vocal music is the cheapest and most economical of all musical instruments, songs and dances.
She was born with a good voice and had studied vocal music. Her vocal range is very wide. She can play from the low octave to the high octave with ease, and can even perform a dolphin sound. After using marrow washing fluid, her singing voice is three points better than before.
Tang Gu felt like he had found a treasure at that time.
If it weren't for this premise, Han Chen would have turned down this invitation no matter how valuable or rare it was.
Fatty Tang patiently and selectively introduced the competition.
"Have you seen the talent show?"
Jiang Xi nodded. When talent shows were popular, she followed them for a while.
"It's similar to that, except this is a live streaming singing talent show. It's an annual event held by all platforms together, and each platform can only submit two."
Tang Gu raised two fat fingers.
"In terms of seniority, I'm afraid I can't make the cut." Jiang Xi flicked the post.
"Yes, everyone there is a super-rich tycoon in the live broadcast industry. You are not even a piece of fish shit." Tang Gu used a vulgar metaphor, "But someone gave you an opportunity, but it is very difficult to seize this opportunity. It is very difficult."
"Mr. Han?"
He was the only important person Jiang Xi had ever interacted with. "Why?"
"How should I know that?"
Tang Gu really dislikes smart people, especially those who understand things quickly.
Jiang Xi stopped thinking about it when he couldn't figure it out, and waved his hand:
"Brother Tang, tell me the details of what happened here."
The judges of the Masked Singer Contest are all big names invited from the music industry at great expense. They are very influential and not much inferior to China's Voice of China. It is considered an annual event in the broadcasting industry.
The contestants are all top-tier anchors from various platforms. "Don't think these anchors are just like the ones you see every day, just acting cute and adorable. Every one of them has excellent singing skills. Your only advantage is that you are a new face, and the audience will find you fresh."
“But that’s also where the downside lies.”
All participating anchors have a certain audience base, especially those with tens of millions of followers, whose fans are not stingy when it comes to voting.
Jiang Xi had been a fan before, and although he wasn't obsessed with it, he understood □□si's feelings very well.
Sometimes you may not be truly infatuated with this person, but you cannot give up your past investment of money and time. This kind of "true feeling" based on time will not be easily swayed by appearance or strength.
Fans all have a heavy fan filter.
"The judges and the audience share equal weight in voting, which means you're inherently at a disadvantage compared to your established competitors. Also, you're a surprise entry, so the audience's first impression is going to be poor."
The competition is an elimination system with each level going up one level at a time. Judges will only appear in the semi-finals. For other competitions, the winners will be decided by audience votes.
The importance of fans is self-evident.
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