Chapter 1 Please start your performance
In June 2016, the audition site of "Rising Star".
In the cramped waiting room, everyone around is chattering.
"Where am I?"
Xu Qian looked around with some surprise.
Suddenly, a lot of memories appeared in his mind, and then he understood his situation, this body is also called Xu Qian, twenty-one years old this year, and now participates in the audition of a talent show.
This talent show is called "Tomorrow's Star", as the name suggests, it is to select trainees through the draft, and then select future stars from them.
"Participate in the draft, be a star?"
Xu Qian fell into thought.
Then he said: "How comfortable it is to lie down, why do you want to be a star." β
He is the kind of person who has a mobile phone and a lot of instant noodles, and can live a "lonely" life alone.
"Hurry up and leave. β
"What the hell is going on in the draft. β
Xu Qianxin said.
"The next contestant, Xu Qian, please take the stage"
"The next contestant, Xu Qian, please come on stage!"
"Please come on stage. β
Suddenly, Xu Qian's name was reported.
Xu Qian was a little confused, how could it be so coincidental?
Helpless, he could only go on stage, and at the same time he secretly decided in his heart that he must hide his clumsiness.
Then he said in his heart: "I don't have any ability, as long as I play normally, I will definitely lose the election, so what else do I need to worry about?"
The three judges of the draft were looking at Xu Gan, saying that they were judges, but they were actually not much older than Xu Gan's age, and even younger than Xu Gan's age.
The three judges are named Zhang Chen, Meng Fan, and Liu Fei.
"What's your name?"
"Tell us about yourself. β
"What's the talent?"
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Xu Qian said: "My name is Xu Qian, and I don't have any talent. β
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"Nothing?"
Zhang Chen looked at Xu Qian.
"It's gone. β
Xu Qian looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.
Meng Fan suddenly said, "Do you know how lucky you are?"
"There were thousands of people who participated in the audition, but in the end only 10 of you were selected, but you didn't take this audition seriously, do you know how much opportunity you wasted?"
Xu Qian was a little confused.
What's the situation?
I didn't sell miserably, second, I didn't say that my parents died, third, I didn't say that I was penniless, and fourth, I didn't praise myself as unparalleled in heaven and earth.
I'm just telling the truth, do I need to react so much?
Has honesty become a mistake?
Meng Fan continued to say to Xu Qian: "I came out of this show, I am very grateful for this show, because it allowed a serious, diligent, and down-to-earth person to win the first place, if this can make all the serious, diligent, and down-to-earth people who take life feel some comfort or increase some confidence, that is the greatest meaning of me being an idol." β
"So I hope you don't waste this opportunity. β
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And then start boasting about yourself?
Meng Fan burst into tears and said: "Compared to you, I think I have always been a person who is not so lucky, everything I got today is based on my hard work, my seriousness, and everything I have paid." β
Xu Qian didn't even understand the situation now.
Why did a big man start crying?
Could it be that this is the effect of the show?
Xu Qian said: "I want to correct some of your views. β
"First of all, your personal experience is not enough to motivate" all the people who are serious and diligent in life, in other words, you are not as good as you think, compared to those scientists, those athletes, those who are unknown and still contribute to their posts, you can better represent this group. β
Xu Qian didn't like his attitude of speaking.
In today's era, just being an idol who is a draft champion is enough to be a spokesperson for "seriousness, steadfastness, and diligence"?
Between his words, he seemed to incarnate a messenger of justice who symbolized "seriousness, steadfastness, and diligence", and to be honest, Xu Qian felt that he was a little unqualified.
Meng Fan was dumbfounded.
This is a blatant slap in the face.
And Xu Gan's slap in the face continued.
"Secondly, please face up to your luck. β
"At present, there are more than 400 colleges and universities with performance departments in the country, and the number of domestic artists is unimaginable, but there are very few who can finally enter the public eye. β
"And the judge, as a popular artist and sitting on high-quality resources, has repeatedly lamented that you are still not lucky enough, such remarks honestly make me very uncomfortable. β
You may have tried hard enough, but among the unknown so-called "losers", there is really no one who works harder than you, so please face your luck. β
Meng Fan was dumbfounded.
His face was almost swollen.
The other two judges also looked at Xu Qian with interest, a drafter, who dared to speak to the judges like this.
Xu Qian just can't get used to these people, he is already very popular, but he still flaunts his misfortune, what does this make those people at the bottom think?
Anyway, he doesn't want to pass the test, so what if he just scolds the judges?
You'd better brush me.
Xu Qian continued: "Sometimes facing up to one's luck is also a powerful performance, because it means that the person has self-knowledge. β
Meng Fan felt like he was about to vomit blood.
Is there such a slap in the face?
Xu Qian's words were really fatal, and they devalued him to nothing.
Meng Fan felt a little suspicious of life.
The other two judges were snickering, fortunately they didn't flaunt themselves with "misfortune" like Meng Fan, who could stand being sprayed by Xu Qian.
"Ahem!"
Zhang Chen coughed.
"Do you have a show?"
Zhang Chen asked.
"He certainly didn't. β
Meng Fan said on the side.
"I have. β
Xu Qian looked at Meng Fan with a smile.
When Meng Fan saw Xu Qian's grinning appearance, he couldn't wait to beat him.
"Didn't you say you didn't know how to be talented?"
Meng Fan said.
"yes, I don't know how to be talented, but I have a show. β
Xu Qiandao.
Meng Fan wants to vomit blood, is there anything more annoying than this?
The other two judges were snickering, Meng Fan was obviously a little bit small-bellied, the key thing was that the other party didn't like him at all, and he didn't take his identity as a judge in his eyes at all, which was very embarrassing.
"And what show are you going to perform?"
Liu Fei asked curiously.
"I wanted to perform an original song. β
Xu Qiandao.
"Original ????"
Liu Fei, Meng Fan, and Zhang Chen all looked at Xu Qian with some surprise, and a thought popped up in their hearts at the same time: "Really?"
No one can create an original song, and the person in front of him doesn't think he's a person who can make an original song.
Meng Fan sneered even more in his heart: "It's up to you to return the original song?"
"Then please start your show. β
Liu Fei said.