"Stop, stop, don't play accompaniment first, don't sing yet, let's talk. ”

The fat man couldn't wait to stop the director's behavior of acting for the tiger.

If you listen to it again, it's going to kill you.

Xiaohu, who was not far away, also nodded in agreement.

"Judge, why don't you let me continue singing, are you moved by my singing?"

The man holding the microphone on stage flicked his hair and smiled contentedly.

Fat man: "......"

Xiaohu: "......"

I touched your grandma's legs!

o(▼Dish▼メ;) o

The fat man with a round body really wanted to pick up the mineral water bottle that fell on the ground and give him a mallet.

Don't you see the expressions of the audience in the back?

The young man is also a big man, why don't you have any AC number in your heart?

Hasn't anyone ever told him that singing is hard to listen to?

It's not just ugly, it's hard to hear, even if the words are not clear, and the damn sentence is not in tune, a good song is sung in pieces.

Pregnant sows can't wait to arch people when they hear it!

"Have you ever studied music?"

The fat man no longer wants to talk nonsense, he just wants to quickly invite this great god from nowhere.

But as the old saying goes, it's easier to please God than to send God.

The man on the stage obviously had no intention of leaving.

I saw him raise the microphone and put it to his mouth, and said with a wicked smile: "I haven't studied music systematically. ”

It seems to say: Why can I sing so well without learning music, hurry up and praise me!

The fat man patted his broad forehead, which was already covered with sweat.

At the same time, there was an expression on his face that was indeed so.

But even this is too outrageous, Ya Wuyin is incomplete and has no self-knowledge to say that this is the kind of person.

The fat man didn't mean to discriminate, he just felt that the path of the singer was really, really not suitable for the contestant on the stage.

After shaking his big head in disappointment, he leaned back in his chair with his hands folded on his shoulders and said no more.

Xiaohu glanced at him, and smiled helplessly the next second.

Good fellow, you know that in the end you want him to come forward to be a villain.

"I'll be blunt, young man, you're not fit to sing. ”

Xiaohu looked straight, and then said in an orderly manner.

It's like stating a trivial and ordinary thing.

In their more than ten years of music career, they have seen too many people who are not suitable to be singers.

Some people have an attitude of chance, while others genuinely like music.

But if you don't have talent, you don't have talent, and even more so that some people don't just have no talent......

After hearing Xiaohu's words, the originally triumphant "chic brother" on the stage was stunned in place, and the whole person was like being struck by lightning.

"What, teacher, what did you say, can you repeat it again?"

His eyes widened in disbelief at what he had just heard.

"I said you're really not fit to sing. ”

Xiaohu said again unhurriedly.

"No, no, no, teacher...... Can you give me another chance? Is it because I didn't sing well enough? Then I'll do it all over again, please help me put down the accompaniment......"

Brother Chic was a little overwhelmed, and turned his head nervously to say to the staff behind the stage.

"No, no, no. ”

Xiaohu smiled wryly and waved his hand.

Obviously, the program team still listened to him more, and there was no music on the stage.

The dashing brother standing in the center of the stage was suddenly disappointed, and he didn't understand why Xiaohu would stop him.

He stood there with the microphone in his hand, staring blankly at the judges and the audience in front of him.

There is no intention of exiting.

"Young man, how do you think of singing?"

Xiaohu sighed after a brief hesitation, pinched his chin and asked.

"I think it's good. ”

Brother Xiao nodded unconvinced.

Xiaohu: "......"

How the hell are you going to keep talking?

Could it be that the ears of the two judges and the audience behind them are ornaments?

Can't hear the good and the bad?

Xiaohu spread his hands, and this opening of his mouth killed Tianchat.

"Judge, my name is Yu Haibo, I think my voice is as magnificent as the sea, standing on this stage today I just want everyone to hear my unique voice, I want to make waves in the Chinese music scene again!"

“......”

For a while, the entire studio hall was silent.

After a few seconds, I don't know who was the first to laugh out loud.

This was followed by laughter one after another.

Even the fat man didn't hold back, covering his mouth and shaking the fat hidden under his clothes.

Oh my God, where the hell did this come from!

Send an angel sister to take him away!

At this moment, Lu Yan quietly returned to his original position.

The silence almost scared Han Feiyu.

Hearing the laughter in the audience, Lu Yan was confused, looked at Han Feiyu and asked, "What's the matter?"

The company meeting, which was originally scheduled for the afternoon, was postponed for some irresistible reason, and she was able to have extra time to accompany Han Feiyu to stay here.

Although there are still many things waiting for her to deal with, it doesn't matter, there is no hurry.

Right now...... Think of it as a short vacation.

Han Feiyu smiled and didn't say anything, just raised his finger and pointed at the contestant on the stage below who suddenly exploded in the small universe - the source of the laughter.

Under the spotlight, the dashing brother's eyes were full of disdain.

How can ignorant mortals understand my great ambitions!

"You waves...... I'm afraid I can't get it up, so I'm better to work and live honestly. ”

"Next player. ”

Xiaohu was made to explode by his bold words.

This hasn't made a name for itself yet, but I already want to revive the Chinese music scene?

Young people, it's better to be down-to-earth and not float in the clouds all day long.

Seeing that there was no chance on the judges' side, Brother Xiao couldn't help but start to get anxious, turned around to look behind the dark curtain, and said in a hurried tone: "Director, can I apply for another chance to sing?"

After a while, there was no response.

On the contrary, the audience present was already angry, and some even shouted and began to drive him off.

Grandma, signing up here to be an audience is not here to find guilt.

Han Feiyu glanced at the programmer's eldest brother who was sitting not far away.

I saw that on his healthy face, the temples were already bruised.

It seems to recall some bad memories.

For example, those dog-dead brain-dead Party A suddenly stood beside him and made all kinds of strange requests, and the two hundred and five product managers still echoed on the side, like two obstructive mosquitoes buzzing endlessly in front of them.

I can't wait to pick up the keyboard and slap it in their faces.

In the midst of the shouts and sighs of the audience, Brother Chic finally had nothing to say.

He pursed his lips, a hint of resentment on his face.

"One day, you will definitely regret today's decision, and the Chinese music scene needs me to save it!"

Brother Chic was angry but still remained chic, and left the stage under his feet with great confidence and decisiveness.

"Cut, where did this person come from, he has a bag in his head, right?"

"I'm afraid it's not a mental problem?"

"Hehe, still in the Chinese music scene?"

When the audience heard what Brother Xiao said when he left, they couldn't help but boo.

Whisper.

Brother, the Chinese music scene does need someone to save it, but it's obvious that that person is not you!

Xiaohu and the fat man looked at each other and smiled, and what they thought in their hearts was self-evident.

It can be regarded as sending this great god away.

The fat man lowered his head and picked up the mineral water on the ground with some difficulty, but the fat on his body was too much of a hindrance.

"The next contestant, please. ”

The presenter reappeared in the center of the stage and began to read the small card in his hand, which recorded the information of the next contestant.

Finally, the next player is a little more normal.

sang a song that was more popular last year, and the performance was mediocre.

There's nothing brilliant about it, but there's nothing out of the way either.

But this is especially rare for the two people on the judges' bench and the audience behind them.

Finally, under the comments of the fat man Xiaohu, the contestants walked off the stage with a learning attitude.

The two of them also breathed a sigh of relief.

If they are all players like Brother Chic, I'm really afraid that my heart won't be able to bear it. In addition to palpitations, the two of them are afraid that they will not have to explain here today.

People ask for money for singing, and he is not exaggerating to be fatal!

Of course, that's all in the past.

Didn't that player just say that everything was okay?

I believe that the next player will perform better.

There will be bread, and there will be milk!

The next three contestants also performed quite remarkably, which immediately made the two judges very pleased.

Han Feiyu, who was sitting in the audience, had begun to feel bored at this time, absent-mindedly about the performance below, and subconsciously wanted to take out his mobile phone and find a novel to read.

I didn't expect the phone to have no signal.

Miscalculation, miscalculation!

Could it be that he guessed wrong, Song Yichen, a simple man, did not participate in variety shows?

"Please invite the next player, Song Yichen. ”

At this moment, the host's voice echoed in the studio hall again.

After hearing this, Han Feiyu slowly put away his mobile phone, leaned on the seat with his hands on his shoulders, and a familiar figure walked slowly on the big screen in the distance.

A neat and well-fitting white shirt with beige slacks, the ends of the slacks are slightly rolled up, revealing white and delicate ankles, stepping on a pair of canvas shoes printed with red hearts, hair tied into a refreshing ponytail, and the whole person looks like a girl next door.

Probably because of the nervousness, a fair and flawless little face was a little tight.

As soon as Song Yichen stepped onto the stage, he undoubtedly attracted the attention of the audience and the two judges of the fat man Xiaohu.

After all, no one, male or female, hates beautiful things.

"Huh, Boss Han, your 'ordinary friend' is finally on the scene. ”

Lu Yan couldn't help but joke with a smile.

Han Feiyu glanced at her angrily, and said teasingly: "Aren't you in the company that have a lot of things to deal with, why don't you leave?"

"Hehe, man. Lu Yan didn't overdo it, pretended to be angry and said, "I can't wait to drive people away when I'm done." ”

Han Feiyu: "......"

(￣△￣；)

Please, can you not say it so ambiguously!

Ye is a beautiful young man who grew up under the red flag of the new era!