Chapter 32: Debut (1)
"In order to ensure the fairness and impartiality of the vote count, we will work with an independent third-party agency to have one of the Big Four accounting firms provide agreed procedure services for the online voting of the program. ”
This is an explanation given to Lu Xiu by the production team of "National Idol".
The gimmick of the Big Four is big enough and has considerable credibility, if it is any entertainment company senior executive who doesn't know much about the financial circle, I'm afraid that's it, but Lu Xiu is not.
He is an investment banker, and Huarong Financial is located in the hinterland of the entire financial street, and he can see through Lewen Media's perfunctory wordplay almost at a glance.
Lu Xiu called back with a backhand, "Mr. Zhao is playing with me?"
"The agreed procedure business report only reports on the agreed procedures implemented and their results, and does not issue any assurance opinions.
Mr. Zhao was on the other end of the phone, and the cold sweat was about to come down.
After Lu Xiu slapped the document in front of him, he thought about it, tossed and turned, and entrusted several old acquaintances who specialized in playing capital, so he thought of such a solution, but he didn't expect that Mr. Lu was not very old, but his eyes were quite vicious, and he saw through his little tricks at a glance.
"I want a notarization process, not a trivial report on the agreed procedure. ”
Lu Xiu threw down a sentence coldly, and hung up the phone directly before Mr. Zhao could reply.
......
Three months have passed, the weather has turned cooler, and "National Idol" finally ushered in the final finals.
Bai Yang stood on the main stage to announce the official start of the finals, and this long journey of 100 days finally came to an end.
Underneath the stage were black-pressed auditoriums, holding signs and banners for support, shouting the names of the trainees they supported, and on both sides of the auditorium were the instructor's seats and the special seats of each brokerage company.
Xu Chunqiu lifted the curtain from the backstage, and looked straight at the center of the first row without hesitation, No. 1 in the first row, an unfamiliar face, not Lu Xiu.
Her heart fell a little, but she still thought luckily, maybe the ticket to the dojo was not easy to buy, and he sat somewhere else.
Listening to Bai Yang's opening remarks, the seats next to the audience lit up, and he began to introduce calmly, "Next, please allow me to introduce to you the representatives of the brokerage companies to which the trainees belong in turn......"
Then she heard, "President of China Entertainment Media, Lu Xiu—"
The camera locked on Lu Xiu, and Xu Chunqiu's gaze was also locked on him.
He stood up from his seat in greeting, his shallow chin, tall and straight, dazzling in the crowd like a star falling in a sea of sand. She unconsciously touched her lips, as if she could still recall the unknown, red ginseng-smelling kiss in the hospital room.
"Don't touch your lips!" The sister next to her roared over, "The makeup is all off, hurry up and I'll make up for you......"
Her fingers were dyed red with lip gloss, and Sister Guanguan chattered as she lowered her head to make up for her lip makeup.
"Alright, go ahead. ”
Under the guidance of the staff, the trainees stood in the corresponding positions on the lifting platform in turn. The stage under his feet slowly rose, and Xu Chunqiu had slowly learned to become familiar with this exhilarating sense of weightlessness.
"Next, the twelve trainees who have come to the end will bring us -"
"Looking Up at the Stars". ”
The last performance was no longer a competition, no longer a-for-tat, everyone was quiet, standing there quietly and singing a lyrical song.
The lights come on, the melody of the piano is clean and gentle, and the dust floating in the air is illuminated like a river of stars winding in the night sky.
"On this day, I began to look up at the starry sky and found it."
"The stars are not far away, the dreams are not far away, as long as you stand on tiptoe"
The remaining twelve people are even numbers, probably because of this reason, the overall formation is arranged into a double C distribution, and in the end, the two strong contenders for the C position, Xu Chunqiu and Wu Hanxing, are standing against each other, but it is a pity that one is generous and frank, and the other is timid.
Wu Hanxing was not like this in the previous performances, she had been a trainee overseas for several years, her basic skills and expressiveness gave her confidence, and the internal C position selected by Lewen was not a mediocre person, even if there was no operation by the company openly and secretly, she still achieved good results in the previous rounds of performances.
But this C position that fell from the sky made her unconsciously doubt herself, completely subverting all her beliefs.
The previous competition stages, those applause and cheers, and even the grades that were attached to her waist at the initial rating, how true and how false are these, what is she obtained by virtue of her strength, and how much is operated by the company behind her back?
If this game is nothing more than a game of capital from beginning to end, no, not only that, if this is the rule of this circle, then what is the purpose of all those days and nights of desperate practice in the physical room?
Those people are right, she is the so-called "royalty", she broke the rules, and this is the retribution she deserves, although it is not actually her intention.
She also wants fair and fair competition and a frank and unrestrained life, but the agency has already made a good choice for her.
"I believe there is a pair of hands that will gently lead me to you."
"I believe there is a thread that connects dreams with reality"
"I believe that there is a kind of fate that will make all accidents come true."
"I believe that it is this day that fate begins to change."
Xu Chunqiu's voice was in her ears, they stood on the edge of the stage, a standing microphone was erected in front of each of them, and flower branches were twisted and wound on the stand, winding all the way up.
Wu Hanxing leaned closer, leaned on the wheat with one hand, and subconsciously knocked on the range of the radio with her fingertips, which was a small skill she learned overseas, but the corresponding sound did not come from the ear monitoring as expected.
Probably due to the negligence of the staff, the backstage did not open the microphone for her.
This is undoubtedly a stage accident.
Wu Hanxing panicked all of a sudden, the next paragraph will be her singing segment soon, what should I do.
At this moment, Xu Chunqiu pulled out the microphone on his wheat rack, as if he also had eyes on the side, and took her strange appearance into his eyes.
She never wears contact lenses, but her clear eyes are like begonias smudged with autumn rain, and they contain classical charm and shining points of light like a galaxy.
Her opponent reached out to her when she was most embarrassed.