Chapter 99 Returning Home, the Original Singer is Questioned (Two in One)
"The Birth of a Group" has officially ended.
With everyone saying "goodbye", the live broadcast room was closed, and many viewers who were waiting in front of the screen suddenly felt a little empty in their hearts.
There are nine episodes in total from the preliminary round to the finals. I followed it for two months and one week. I feel a little reluctant to see it end. There will be no show to watch next week.
After closing the Penguin Live app, many viewers opened Weibo and left messages on the official Weibo account of the program team.
“When will the second season come out?”
"Season 2 please hurry up I love this show oh yeah!"
The staff told the chief director Ji Lei about the audience's demands. He looked at the messages from netizens, feeling happy but also shaking his head.
After the first season of a variety show becomes a hit, the second season will usually be planned immediately. However, the popularity of the second season will usually not exceed that of the first season. As for the third and fourth seasons, they will be like old ladies' foot bindings, which are smelly, long and will lower their reputation.
Ji Lei had no intention of directing the second season. He intended to pass on this ratings myth and let other directors look up to him as the "Supreme God of Talent Shows"! ...
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Backstage lounge.
"Oh yeah, let's take a photo!"
"Miss Song, please give me an autograph!"
The entire lounge was immersed in a celebratory atmosphere. The staff were very excited after finishing their short work. Many people surrounded Lin Zhixing and Song Ge, who were holding the trophy, and asked for group photos.
"Okay, okay, sure, I have both!"
Although Lin Zhixing and Song Ge are a little busy at the moment, they are very happy. This is the shining moment of the champions, and they just need to enjoy it.
After the people who came for photos and autographs left, Wang Cong smiled and waved to Lin Zhixing.
"Brother Cong."
Lin Zhixing nodded and walked over.
Wang Cong smiled and gave a thumbs up. "You two are really great. You really make me proud. I don't have much time today. I'll wait for you to join the company. Then I'll celebrate and hold a welcome party for you!"
"good."
Lin Zhixing smiled and nodded.
“That’s right!”
Wang Cong suddenly remembered and said, "Don't be in a hurry to join the company. I'll give you ten days off first. First, you still have to deal with your debut concert, and second, you still have to go back to school to deal with some things, right?"
"Yes, I do have to go back to school."
Lin Zhixing nodded. It was already July and he had to get busy with graduation matters.
The teachers at school know about my being on the show and have been taking good care of me in every way over the past two months. I have to show up for a bit.
Wang Cong patted his shoulder and said, "Okay, enjoy your championship night. If you have any questions, just contact me directly, or talk to Sister Hui!"
"Well, goodbye, Cong brother!"
Just after seeing Wang Cong off, Liu Junjie came back to the backstage again.
"The third brother, no, the singing king!"
"Go, go, there are so many people here!"
Lin Zhixing winked and indicated that there were too many people.
“Ohhhh!”
Liu Junjie caught a glimpse of the Sunshine Boys Group taking photos with the staff, but they had forced smiles on their faces, which were not much better than crying.
"Shout louder!"
"Hahaha, you kid!"
Lin Zhixing smiled and hugged Liu Junjie.
Liu Junjie patted his arm, glanced at Song Ge who was signing autographs in front of him, and said with emotion: "I really didn't expect it. At first I thought it would be a revenge play, but I didn't expect that after the revenge play was over, you also won the championship!"
"Better luck."
Lin Zhixing straightened his back, smiled and waved his hand.
"By the way, give me an autograph."
Liu Junjie started to feel his pockets as he spoke.
"Why are we signing anything?"
Lin Zhixing said he didn't want to, but his body was honest and he reached for the pen in his pocket.
But when Liu Junjie took out a thick stack of photos of himself singing from his pocket, he was dumbfounded, "Wow, so many autographs? There must be 50, right?"
Liu Junjie nodded and handed over a stack of photos. "It's about the same. It's all about favors. You need to repay favors when you ask for votes. You use them as gifts."
It seems that Old Liu has canvassed for him a lot, very nice! Lin Zhixing took the pen cap off with his mouth, held the photo in his hand and started signing.
"Wait, how did you sign it?"
"What's wrong?"
"This visa is invalid!"
Liu Junjie pointed at the photo and curled his lips. "Why are you signing Lin Zhixing? Who knows Lin Zhixing? Sign it!"
Lin Zhixing: “…”
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After a brief celebration, chief director Ji Lei gathered the top four contestants into a conference room.
"Thank you all for your hard work over the past two months!"
"Director Ji has worked hard too!"
After some polite words, Ji Lei stated the purpose of the meeting.
"It's like this. The Hong Kong Coliseum can accommodate 20,000 spectators. We will sell 20,000 tickets for our debut concert. However, there are rules for selling tickets. We will sell them in batches!"
Ji Lei pointed at Lin Zhixing and Song Ge and said, "Our champion has 9,000 tickets for fans!"
"The runner-up Sunshine Youth Team has 6,000 tickets to offer to fans, the third-place Mulan Brothers has 3,000 tickets to offer to fans, and the top four talented men and beautiful women have 2,000 tickets!"
Wow, this program team really understands grading. Not only are the contestants divided into classes, but even the concert tickets are graded.
It was the first time for Lin Zhixing to see this way of selling tickets. He had to say it was quite attractive. It was only natural for the champion to get more benefits for his fans.
And it can also ensure that every group has fans present.
Feeling the envious and jealous looks from the other three groups of contestants, Lin Zhixing curled up the corners of his mouth. Isn't this a sense of superiority?
"Director Ji, I have a question!"
One of the boys from the Sunshine Boys Group raised his hand and asked, "How can we be sure that the audience members who bought tickets are fans? It is very likely that non-fans will buy tickets just for the front row!"
This question raised the question that Lin Zhixing wanted to ask: it is difficult to identify fans. Of course they would like to buy seats in the front when attending a concert.
“Good question!”
Ji Lei nodded and explained, "For our debut concert, there will be no public seats for ticket purchases. All ticket prices are equal. After deducting the cost of renting the venue, the remaining money will be donated to charity!"
"The tickets for Handsome Husband and Pretty Girl and Mulan Brothers will go on sale at the same time, and the tickets for Sunshine Youth Group and Phoenix Nest will go on sale at the same time!"
"Although we are selling tickets regardless of the number of seats, we will actually use five rows as the dividing point. The first five rows are Fengqi Wutong, rows six to ten are Sunshine Youth Group, and rows ten to fifteen are Mulan Brothers. The seats will be arranged in a circular manner!"
The program team highlights the superiority of the champion at all times.
Hearing this, except for Lin Zhixing and Song Ge, the other three groups' faces turned pale, especially Zhang Long and Li Zhenzhen. They felt uncomfortable imagining that their fans were sitting in the twentieth row.
There was no interaction at all! When they thought that was too much, Ji Lei added: "By the way, we will select the songs to be sung in the concert through Weibo voting, and the range will be among the ten songs in the competition."
"A talented man and a beautiful woman should be chosen from ten, Mulan brothers should be chosen from ten, Sunshine Youth Group should be chosen from ten, and Phoenix Nesting in Wutong should be chosen from ten. The voting rights are left to the audience!"
It's numb!
Zhang Long and Li Zhenzhen could sing a song as soon as they heard it, and people instantly felt depressed.
On the contrary, Lin Zhixing and Song Ge were quite happy. This was equivalent to a personal concert. Just thinking about the scene of tens of thousands of people interacting with each other made them extremely excited.
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After the meeting, Lin Zhixing and Song Ge did not go to dinner with the program crew, but went to the cafeteria for another meal. They had too many opportunities to eat in restaurants outside, and this was their last meal.
The two of them each ordered a bowl of flat noodles and a plate of braised chicken with rice. After the meal, they chatted with the cafeteria aunties for a long time and took a group photo.
After returning to the dormitory, I had a long video chat with Dong Chen and Ji Yu.
The celebration was scheduled for three days later.
Lin Zhixing and Song Ge both planned to go home first to visit their parents and grandmother.
That night, without the pressure of the competition, both of them slept soundly and sweetly.
On the contrary, Weibo was bustling with activity.
In the top ten hot search list on Weibo, three of them are hot searches.
["The Birth of a Group" ended perfectly, and the champion was the "Feng Qi Wu Tong" group! ]
This Weibo post became the number one trending search, and fans of Lin Zhixing and Song Ge left messages to congratulate them.
"You really deserve it, you are the best!"
"From the preliminary round to the final, we watched every round without missing a single one. Our family of three are all your fans. Come on!"
“This is just the beginning, I hope you can keep going, I will always support you!”
The third most searched topic is about the song to be sung in tonight's final.
[There is also a phoenix in "Under the Sea", this is a story about redemption! ]
“I love this song so much. It warms my heart deeply!”
“The winning song is beautiful and touching. I watched the screen recording video more than ten times!”
The audience liked this song very much. The video recording of this song was circulated in major chat groups. Many viewers left messages on the official Weibo of the program team, hoping that the live version of the song could be uploaded to the music platform as soon as possible.
Ranked fifth on the hot search list is a Weibo post that the program team just sent out not long ago.
【Vote for the debut concert of "The Birth of a Group", the top four contestants will sing songs. 】
One hour later, the top four songs on the Fengqi Wutong song voting list were.
(1) Lady Shexiang.
(2) The most stylish ethnic style.
(3) Seabed.
(4) Landscape painting.
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The next morning.
After Lin Zhixing and Song Ge stored their luggage at the hotel where Dong Chen and Ji Yu were staying, they took a bus to the train station.
The show is quite popular, so in order to prevent taking photos and signing autographs from affecting their schedule, both of them wore masks and baseball caps throughout the trip.
After a three-hour journey, they arrived at their hometown, a small fourth-tier city.
After leaving the train station, Lin Zhixing clearly felt that Song Ge was in high spirits.
"Pigeon, how about this? I'll accompany you to visit your grandma at noon, and then we'll have dinner at my house in the evening, okay?"
"sure!"
Song Ge smiled and nodded, "Then let's go to the vegetable market together and buy some delicious food to bring back for grandma, and then I'll go with you again in the afternoon."
"Can."
Lin Zhixing agreed with a smile and waved his hand to stop a taxi.
"Master, West Vegetable Market."
"Okay."
As soon as they got into the taxi, Lin Zhixing and Song Ge looked at each other and both smiled.
The driver was a man in his fifties. He was listening to music while driving, with the song "The Most Dazzling Ethnic Style" playing on the loudspeaker.
The driver was listening and singing, "The boundless horizon is my love..."
The speakers were very loud and the atmosphere in the car was very lively.
"Dove, this is your word!"
Lin Zhixing nudged Song Ge with his shoulder and spoke in a low voice while trying to hold back a laugh.
"Big brother sings very well."
Song Ge covered her mouth and laughed.
“Stay!”
When the song reached the part where the two people had to work together, Lin Zhixing couldn't help but join in with a line.
The driver glanced at Lin Zhixing through the rearview mirror and said with a smile: "Young man, you don't have the confidence to sing like this. You need to practice more. Listen to me!"
“Stay!”
Wow, the original singer was questioned by the cover.
Song Ge looked at Lin Zhixing, who was covering his head with his hands and looking disheveled in the wind, and laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.
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Pimp Alley.
“8!”
"No need to look for the master!"
Lin Zhixing and Song Ge got out of the taxi carrying four large bags of delicious food.
It was not easy for taxis to get to Song Ge's house, and it was not far away, so the two chose to walk.
I walked past a row of shops along the street, turned into a tin stall selling fruit, and entered the alley.
In front of us are several Soviet-style buildings with dark exterior walls and narrow windows, which give them a very old feel.
Walking along the wall, behind a whole row of buildings, there are a few blue brick bungalows that suddenly appear. The courtyards are very small, and the doors of each house are very unique. They all have their own toilets, which are blocked by wooden doors with peeling paint.
This place should have been demolished long ago, but because it is behind a building and does not affect the cityscape, it has not been moved.
Song Ge’s house is easy to find. It’s the one with a poplar tree in the yard.
"Grandma, I'm back!"
Song Ge shouted with a smile, and pushed the door open with Lin Zhixing to enter the yard.
The old lady has a head full of silver hair but looks very energetic. She is wearing a floral vest and sitting in the yard washing clothes.
"Hey, the eldest granddaughter is back! The brat is here too! Come in quickly!"
Lin Zhixing was often naughty when he was a child, so the old lady gave him this nickname.
The old lady's eyes showed surprise. She quickly put down the work in her hands, opened the door and welcomed the two people into the house with a smile, "Why buy these things? We don't lack anything at home!"
"I'd like to have a meal with you later. Grandma is in good health, right?" Lin Zhixing put down the food in his hands and asked with a smile.
"Okay, okay, I feel better!"
Although the room was simple, it was very clean as the old lady was a very clean person.
After saying hello, Lin Zhixing looked around the room and his eyes were attracted by an old object in the room.
The old-fashioned wall clock in the room is very vintage.
It is the kind of clock that is wound with a key. You insert the key and turn it a few times. It can usually be used for half a month or a month. It is a very old item.
But the clock doesn't move.
"Grandma, the clock isn't moving. Let me help you adjust it!" Lin Zhixing raised his finger and said.
It's not easy for the old lady to live alone, so he plans to help with more housework.
The old lady glanced at the clock on the wall and explained, "My husband used to adjust the clock when it stopped working. He has not adjusted it since he passed away. Now I am old and confused. I can't even remember where I put the key. I've gotten used to it."
"Oh, okay."
Lin Zhixing nodded, looked at the clock on the wall, sighed softly, and felt a little sad.
Time keeps passing and we can't keep anything.
If this wall clock starts turning again, grandma might feel uncomfortable when she sees it when she is alone.
Speaking of Song Ge's grandfather, Lin Zhixing couldn't help but think of the little old man with a hunched back who loved reading when he was a child. He liked him very much and treated him like his little grandson.
Although collecting scraps doesn't make much money, every time I go there, he will take out some snacks to treat me, maybe half an apple, or two walnuts, a few cookies...
The past is still vivid in my mind.
Lin Zhixing's gaze passed through the glass window and fell on the poplar tree in the yard.
I remember there was an old rocking chair under a poplar tree. He often held himself in the rocking chair and read under the shade of the tree. Although he had not even graduated from elementary school, he attached great importance to his children's education and believed that reading more was very important.
I was very young at that time and didn't know many words, so he took me to read some simple books with pictures.
The old man explained to himself as he watched.
"Remember, this is Sister Jinlian, and that is Mr. Ximen..."
I was so confused yesterday that I thought today was Saturday. I will update more tomorrow...
(End of this chapter)
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