Chapter 25: Ghost on Variety Show (7)
The twins Sun Wang and Sun Chi from the Crazy Band have been in the rock music industry for many years. The brothers look similar and have the same stage style, but the biggest difference is that one has a smoky voice and the other has a sonorous and powerful voice.
This time, the two actors, whose styles collide, clearly showed their strength. Within the same group, the weaker one is bound to be ridiculed and criticized, and for this reason, both Lin Wang and Lin Chi felt the pressure from the other.
They originally thought that Jian Qian would come in last, but unexpectedly her performance really amazed everyone. It was a melodious and beautiful ancient style song. Except for the first few sentences where she was overly nervous and her breath was unstable, she regained her form and confidently performed a piece of opera singing.
[99 Peanuts for Me*: Jian Qian sang very well, exceeding my expectations [love] [love]]
[Good Mao Ning haha: Are those who sing brainless sweet songs so talented now? Speaking of which, Jian Qian's previous songs were all just catchy songs, but this time there's some technical content.]
[Stupid YY: Lin Wang's voice is so unpleasant. A bunch of people are crying and howling like ghosts and wolves, but they still praise him. When the microphones are on, all kinds of monsters and ghosts appear [picking nose] [picking nose]]
[Making me furious: Ying Zhisheng's points are inflated!! Ying Zhisheng's points are inflated!! The online voting process is totally unfair!!]
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In the observation room, Jiang Huoda never expected that the competition in the first episode of the show would be so fierce. Thinking of the public pressure he would face if he was eliminated in the first round, he sat on the sofa with a serious face and couldn't even drink the water handed to him by the staff.
"Ying Zhisheng." Zhang Xing exuded visibly relaxed confidence. He sipped the yogurt provided by the program sponsor and struck up a conversation: "I saw your video of the pitch-shift challenge. You sang so well, it got over two million likes. I wanted to praise you but didn't dare comment for fear of getting scolded for stealing your attention."
"You are also very good." Ying Zhisheng replied.
"It's so rare to see you on variety shows. When I heard you were a guest, I couldn't believe it and thought it was fake news."
Ying Zhisheng, head bowed, was fiddling with a tumbler on the table. His curly hair obscured his features, giving him a rather youthful air. The camera zoomed in for a few seconds, until those cold, sharp eyes swept over him.
"I'm here to promote my new album. I might sing a few new songs from the album in the next few rounds."
Ying Zhisheng's eyes swept towards the empty space in front of him, where Lou Sheng was admiring Jian Qian's performance.
Lou Sheng stood in front of the big screen, watching Jian Qian, dressed in flowing green clothes and ancient-style costumes, on the stage. He praised her sincerely, "It's beautiful! This opera singing voice gives me the leisurely and relaxed feeling of being in the affluent Jiangnan region. Jian Qian must have learned this specially. She's really put in a lot of effort."
"I noticed that Jian Xi has dimples when she smiles. My mom also has dimples."
“…”
Ying Zhisheng listened quietly to Lou Sheng's speech, his eyelashes drooping, and suddenly, with a snap, he pushed down the dangling tumbler on the table. Several guests nearby cast their eyes over.
Hearing this, Lou Sheng turned around and looked at Ying Zhisheng for a moment, "Are you in a bad mood?"
The program was being recorded, so Ying Zhisheng couldn't answer him.
Lou Sheng circled around Ying Zhisheng, snorting, "You're jealous. Every time I praise someone, you get upset. After all these years, you're still like this. Can you improve a little?"
"I haven't heard your opera singing voice yet, Ying Zhisheng, don't you know how to sing?"
The production team arranged for Ying Zhisheng to read the commercial. His steady, slightly hoarse voice pierced through his ears and resonated deeply with his heart. The footage spanned three minutes, but it's worth noting that, aside from their onstage performances, the combined footage of Lin Wang and Lin Chi offstage hadn't even reached fifty seconds.
Jiang Huoda looked away for a few seconds, his eyes filled with unconcealed jealousy. This was how things were in this industry, praising the powerful and bullying the weak. If you didn't climb higher, no one would care even if you died here.
After Jian Qian finished her performance, she returned to the observation room. After a short break, the eight guests stood up and were about to go on stage, waiting for the results under the watchful eyes of the public.
Before going on stage, Jiang Huoda went to the restroom for ten minutes. He played a few pre-recorded practice clips of the guests, and after Qi Chang freestyled, the atmosphere gradually cooled down. The director started cursing when he slowly returned, apologetically saying, "I'm sorry, everyone. I just had a stomachache and was delayed."
"Hurry up, hurry up!" He was the first to finish his performance, and after over an hour of taping, he didn't show up early or late, only arriving right before going on stage. The director's impatient warning came through his headset: "Don't do this again. It's too unreasonable to have so many people waiting for you."
When Jiang Huoda walked by, Ying Zhisheng smelled a hint of blood.
Lou Sheng pointed at Bashuo who was scratching Jiang Huoda's calf and said, "This kid just finished eating, his stomach is bloated. How much did he feed him?"
Bashuo mistakenly thought that Lou Sheng was hungry, so he opened his mouth to spit out the food he had eaten and share it with Lou Sheng.
"No need! No! No! Don't do this! I appreciate your kindness." Lou Sheng was almost disgusted by this little brat.
Ying Zhisheng chuckled. Originally standing in the middle, he slowed down his pace and switched positions with Lin Chi to wait for Lou Sheng.
The production team was keeping it a secret, awaiting the results of the points calculation for Lin Wang and Lin Chi from the Crazy Band, as well as Jian Qian. So far, Zhang Xing was in first place, Ying Zhisheng slightly behind, and Jiang Huoda in last place.
Lou Sheng went straight over to look at the host's hand-held card. There were no names of the eliminated guests listed, just a string of ellipsis. He had to look at the rankings. This was truly a no-brainer. He was filled with curiosity to know who was eliminated in the first round.
There was also a lot of discussion on the barrage, and the fans of several singers who were on the verge of elimination were also very uneasy.
[I'm the most handsome, right?] Jiang Huoda, Jian Qian, and Lin Wang, one of them has to be eliminated. Jiang Huoda is definitely the one eliminated in the first round. Jian Qian and Lin Wang both received higher scores from the judges than Jiang Huoda.
[Parallel imports, get out of here! Bullshit! How could it be Jiang Huoda? The production team hasn't figured it out yet, how can you predict the future?]
[Wu Yu Bu Bi 336: Oh my god, there are so many ghosts. If this continues, something bad will happen sooner or later!]
[Fool/.: What the hell is Jian Qian singing? It’s so awful, awful, awful, awful, awful, awful [vomit] [vomit] [vomit]]
[Bao Bao Bu Ku: Ying Zhisheng is so handsome! He's been smirking all day, aren't you in love? [Angry], please don't be like this.]
[The deification is about to fall from the altar: Please, the production team, stop promoting Ying Zhisheng! He's been given so many screentimes, is this really fair?]
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What no one expected was that the last one was Lin Wang.
When the name was announced, Lin Wang forced a smile to hide his inner embarrassment, tightly gripping the microphone and smiling, "This show really allowed me to feel the gap between myself and other singers. I still have a lot to learn."
Lou Shengduo wanted to tell him that it wasn't that he was inferior to others in skills, but that Jiang Huoda, who couldn't stand losing, had tricked him. Seeing Bashuo's well-fed appearance, it was obvious how much Jiang Huoda had fed the little devil in order to avoid being eliminated.
According to the rules of the competition, when it came to the three-minute improvisation stage to win points, Lin Wang, who was on the verge of elimination, challenged Jiang Huoda, who was ranked second from the bottom, without hesitation.
Sun Qing clearly didn't have to participate, but he suddenly challenged Ying Zhisheng: "Brother Sheng, let's have a PK to liven up the show. Impromptu performances are free to express yourself, so we should stop at the right time and avoid hurting feelings."
Should we stop at the right time and not hurt feelings? If Lou Sheng hadn’t seen the little baby ghost suddenly open its eyes behind Sun Qing, he would have really believed it.
"They're no match for each other in strength, so they're all playing dirty." Lou Sheng put his arm on Ying Zhisheng's shoulder, raised his chin slightly and said lazily, "If you beg me to say a few nice words, I'll help you get rid of this evil. If you lose to Sun Qing this time, who knows how you'll be ridiculed."
Ying Zhisheng hummed softly, his fingers quietly touching Lou Sheng beside him. His fingertips skimmed through the air, unable to touch. Just as he was about to retract his fingertips, he felt a chill on the back of his hand. It was Lou Sheng holding his hand.
Lou Sheng looked down at the direction his fingers were trying to touch and blurted out, "Ying Zhisheng, why were you secretly touching my abs?"
“…”
The program was being broadcast live, and Ying Zhisheng had no way to defend himself, so he just raised his lips and smiled faintly.
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