At six o'clock in the afternoon, there is still an hour and a half left before the recording of the singer's program.

"Hahaha, Xiaomin, please show mercy later and give us old guys some face."

"Teacher Huang, you are seniors, so you should be merciful. I'm just here to learn from my experience."

"You are so humble. You have ranked first in three consecutive periods. How can we old men be your opponents? The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. We are old, and the world belongs to you young people."

On the way, she met other guests who came to help sing. Wang Xiaomin chatted with her for a few words, but she didn't expect to be complimented.

These seniors were all famous for a while, and she didn't have the chance to share the stage with them a few months ago.

If Fang Jing hadn't left behind a few songs before he left, she wouldn't have known where she was now.

But Fang Jingliu's songs were gone, only three. She originally wanted to sing one song during the free period, but she didn't expect that her opponent was too strong, forcing her to go all out.

The songs she sang in the fourth episode were still the same as before, singing covers, but the covers were her boss's.

"By the way, who is your guest singer this time? Do I recognize him? Can you please come out and meet him?"

"Well... my assistant singer is just an ordinary singer. You don't know him. Now he has gone to the bathroom. I will introduce him to you later."

"Really? Then I have to get to know this ordinary singer." Feeling that Wang Xiaomin's tone was a little perfunctory, the old man was a little unhappy. Young people nowadays are also very carefree.

In the early years, he was a music show judge and judged a child who was not suitable for singing. But now that child is very popular, and a large number of fans come to bombard him, saying that he is blind.

Being forced to do nothing, he still swallowed his anger and apologized to others.

He couldn't afford to offend someone who had a lot of traffic and a lot of fans. There was a shadow, and now when he saw young artists, he felt a little uncomfortable for no reason.

"Teacher Huang, I'll go over first, see you later." Without waiting for much longer, Wang Xiaomin nodded lightly and walked away.

Everyone is friendly in front of the camera, but in private, only she knows how cruel competition is, and it is common for people to quarrel with each other and look down on each other.

Wen Wu is the first and Wu Wu is the second. They are competitors in the first place. It is impossible to become friends. Moreover, we have not known each other before, so there is no relationship.

In the bathroom, Zhao Lei came out and met Wang Xiaomin.

Smelling the smell of cigarette smoke on his body and looking at his bulging trouser pockets, Wang Xiaomin frowned. Success or failure is everything. Everything is fate.

"Have you decided what song to sing? Do you want me to give you a reference?"

"No, I'll sing my own original song, don't worry, it's awesome." Zhao Lei grinned, patted his chest and smiled silly.

Suddenly, the world was spinning, and Wang Xiaomin couldn't see clearly. She just heard something, original.

Is it an original piece written by someone who didn't graduate from high school? Can it be said in another way? She just wanted to ask, is the pitch correct?

Over the years since her debut, the most stunning and evil original singer she has ever seen is Fang Jing. He just graduated from junior high school, but how many Fang Jings are there in China?

"Can...can you sing a few lines and let me hear it?"

Wang Xiaomin made up her mind that if Zhao Lei didn't sing well, she would have to beat him here even if he had the reputation of being a big star. At worst, she wouldn't want to help sing.

Instead of being embarrassed on stage, it would be better to let Zhao Lei go to the hospital for a few hours in advance.

"No, I just came out of the toilet and I feel gone." Putting his hands in his pockets, Zhao Lei tilted his head, looked at Wang Xiaomin seriously and said, "Do you know what Fang Jing promised me to help you?"

"He helped me pay off a debt of 600,000 yuan. I said I wanted to make an album, and he said he would pay for it. You should know how much it costs to release an album."

Wang Xiaomin was stunned. She had also released an album, ranging from production to promotion, ranging from four to five million to tens of millions.

Fang Jing's move is definitely not as simple as a few million dollars. What charm does this young man in front of him have that makes Fang Jing worth spending so much money?

"Okay, let's not talk anymore. I'm familiar with it when I go on stage. I haven't been on stage for many years, so I'm a little excited for no reason."

Passing by, Zhao Lei left behind a silhouette of his back, unruly and aloof.

At seven o'clock, on the eve of recording, Wang Xiaomin put on makeup and prepared. She was. This was specially arranged by the program team.

The new songs in the previous episodes added a lot of gimmicks to the show, and many viewers posted comments, wanting to hear only Wang Xiaomin's new songs, or songs written by Fang Jing.

Fang Jing is worth several billions. If there were people who wanted to pay high prices to buy songs from Fang Jing before, no one has the courage to ask now.

How much money can be paid? Eight million or ten million? Is the family short of money?

This is similar to a beggar paying ten yuan to find a chef at a state banquet to scramble eggs and fried rice.

…

Backstage, the host Wang Han began to introduce to the camera.

One program lasts for more than an hour, and you can finish it in half an hour just by listening to the singers singing. How come time is a skill?

"Recently, the station has received many messages from netizens, strongly requesting Fang Jing to be a supporting singer for this episode. In order to satisfy everyone's wishes, our program team traveled thousands of miles to contact Fang Jing, but he couldn't come because he was busy filming."

"However, Fang Jing recorded a video and shared it with us. Let's watch vcr next."

On stage, the video is broadcast and can be seen by the audience and the singers in the lounge.

Hello everyone, my name is Fang Jing. I can’t be here for this episode of the show. It’s a pity and a pity. I wish the show will get better and better.”

In the video, Fang Jing has strong features, his hair is shaved into a round shape, with the endless Gobi desert behind him. He is tall and has unruly eyes. He is chewing gum and has a heavy sniper on his shoulders. He is so handsome.

"Although I can't come, I sent a good friend to replace me. His name is Zhao Lei."

The name Zhao Lei fell into the ears of the audience. Most of them looked blank and had never heard of it. They all lowered their heads and whispered.

"You can't be an artist from Fangjing Company, right? This guy likes to praise his own people."

"It's impossible. You can tell he's a man just by his name. Fang Jing usually takes the initiative to take care of female artists."

"I know Zhao Lei. He debuted with Fang Jing a few years ago. He is a very good singer. I still have his songs."

There were various opinions. After a while, they all knew that Zhao Lei was a man, and they immediately lost interest. How can a man have long legs and good looks? Isn’t it nice to listen to a beautiful woman singing?

"Sister Xiaomin, it's your team's turn." In the lounge, a staff member came to inform.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Xiaomin lifted up her long white skirt and stepped onto the stage. Zhao Lei walked behind with his hands in his trouser pockets and a guitar on his back, still looking the same casually.

He is not a big name, he is not famous, he does not have a makeup artist or stylist, and he brings his own clothes.

When I walked to the stage, the lights dimmed and the music started.

Wang Xiaomin sang "The Wind Rises". When they heard the song, the audience was stunned and a little disappointed that it was actually a cover.

Next to the entrance door, leaning against the wall, Zhao Lei turned his head to look at Wang Xiaomin and shook his head.
Chapter completed!