"The host paid attention, and the next contestant cut directly without faces. ”

"Don't go away from the lights, chase after him, don't care about the stage at the fourth camera, just cut over, close-up, give a close-up, don't move. ”

"The judges prepared the wording and tried to squeeze the time of the previous contestant as much as possible. ”

"The director of the scene controls the scene. ”

The No. 5 machine scanned the expressions of the players' seats and remembered to take pictures of everyone's interactions. ”

"Focus on each position, the following is the breaking point of the semi-final, and the time can be controlled a little longer, leaving room for editing in the later stage.

A minute later.

The grinning Meng Ke finally 'struggled' to stand up, not that he really needed a minute of rest, the main thing was ...... It's a shame, he needs to take his time in the stairs, but luckily, he's wearing a mask.

Half-squatting, under the cover of the mask, Meng Ke began to look for an empty spot in the player's seat, and then quickly slipped over.

Damn it.

Which bastard is this Nima controlling the lights, what are you chasing after Lao Tzu?

Move!

Meng Ke frowned, staring at the dazzling light above his head with a look of disgust, but judging from the camera, it was a mask without expression.

As soon as I sat down, a sentence came from my ear: "I'm sorry, there are people here." ”

There's a fart, the game has started, how can anyone lie to Lao Tzu to play.

Meng Ke suppressed his anger and said patiently: "Brother, don't tease me, there is no one here, unless it is a ghost." ”

The contestant who spoke pointed to the girl who was being commented on by the judges on the stage and said, "The seat is someone else's, I didn't lie to you." ”

"Whoever sits down is who's it, I dislike Lao Tzu ugly, and the young lady of rare people has a good figure?" Meng Ke complained.

"Yes, you're right, brother. ”

"If you want to go to the bathroom conveniently, Lao Tzu won't leave. Meng Ke replied coldly.

And then.

A sentence came from Meng Ke's ear: "The next player, the years can be turned back." ”

"Hehe......"

"Hey. ”

"Brother. ”

"Don't leave if you have the ability, come on, let's theorize again, who should sit in this seat. ”

didn't take a breath, Meng Ke stood up again with his head drooped, and walked towards the center of the stage dejectedly, really, he didn't give Lao Tzu face at all, can he die after resting.

When Meng Ke walked from the contestant's seat to the stage, there were bursts of ridicule floating in his ears.

"I can't walk steadily, what do you want to compete for, it's funny. ”

"The head changer has the ability to take off the mask!"

"If he can still improvise, I'll ...... live"

"In the first scene, a brother said that there has been no movement until now, don't brag. ”

"Anyway, if this can be top ten, I'll call him Dad. ”

Ay.

The big guy is the big guy, and there are people vying to call us dad, which is really polite.

At this moment, Meng Ke felt that everyone's eyes were all focused on him, and there were all kinds of emotions, and he even saw Lin Jingjing's little fist cheering in the crowd, and he still looked cute, but he knew very well that this was an old driver, a rich and sweet boss.

Spending twenty seconds walking to the center of the stage, Meng Ke stood still, still politely showing a friendly but respectful smile.

The smile was felt by Meng Ke himself.

Wearing a mask, he is still an expressionless monster in the eyes of others.

It's just that Zeng Haiyuan, who was sitting on the judges' seat this time, didn't plan to say directly, please start your performance.

Staring at Meng Ke with a professional smile, Zeng Haiyuan said with a smile: "Years can be turned back, first of all, congratulations on entering the semi-finals, for your quota, our judges can argue for a long time, and in the end, I pushed you in by the crowd, it stands to reason that you have to thank me." ”

"Well, I thank you. Meng Ke said casually.

"I don't have to, I hope you can continue to improvise, although it's not fair to you because the other contestants have time to prepare. But young people, you have to work hard and show your best side, right?" Zeng Haiyuan showed an encouraging face, he was really worried that Meng Ke would not be willing to improvise anymore, so the depression in his heart could only be held back.

This is a very straightforward agitation.

To tell you the truth, Meng Ke thinks...... Well, that's nice.

Nodding vigorously, Meng Ke said calmly: "Listen to Teacher Zeng's ......"

Meng Ke didn't finish his words.

Zeng Haiyuan on the judges' bench slapped the table and shouted: "Okay, it is worthy of the contestants I selected, if you have courage, then I will make the question, and you will improvise." ”

didn't think about it at all, and didn't let the other judges speak, Zeng Haiyuan said very quickly: "Listen to the title, five key words, quaint, dusty, reverse string, transliteration, and mythology." ”

"You have a minute to think. ”

"Please start your show. ”

A moment ago, they were greeted with a smile.

In the next moment, he became a man-eating beast.

If someone says that this is not a topic that Zeng Haiyuan has long thought about embarrassing people, no one will believe it, is this the difficulty of hell?

Quaint?

Dust?

Reverse string?

Transliteration?

Mythology?

Are you sure you want to show it in a song?

Most of the contestants were confused, this is not preparing for people to create, this is preparing to let people get out, even the program team was a little confused, the director was angry, and asked directly into Zeng Haiyuan's headphones: "Teacher Zeng, haven't you communicated with you, you can improvise, but don't embarrass him too much." This contestant thinks that he can enter the top ten, and when he is officially recording, he needs such a breaking point, and he can't be stuck in the audition stage, if you have an opinion, we can still communicate later, there is no need to do this. ”

Zeng Haiyuan took off the headphones quietly, anyway, the game has already begun, and with so many players paying attention, it is impossible to stop. I just want revenge, I just want to watch Meng Ke speechless, as for what is the official recording?

Will the official recording have its own share?

Zeng Haiyuan is still very clear about how many catties and taels he has.

The audition can still sit on the judges' bench and wave a wave, where the main station is, don't think about it, don't think about it, it's impossible.

Looking at Meng Ke again, he just stood quietly in the center of the stage, looking expressionless, as if he was stunned, but in fact, he was just searching with his golden finger: "Which song do you want to sing?" ”

"I still have to reverse the string. ”

"You say it's easy to make some money. ”

"One million, one million, don't give me any energy, my brother has been eyeing you for a long time, don't go. ”

"Okay. ”

"That's it. ”

Meng Ke opened his eyes, coughed, and asked directly, "Excuse me, do we have a guzheng here?"