Chapter 32 Wonderful Xiong Junliang

Half a month passed quickly, and during this period, Zhang Bufan waited for the invitation letter of the "New Singer of the Times" program, which meant that Zhang Bufan passed the primary selection and was qualified to participate in the show.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Zhang Bufan was watching TV at home, and when he stopped at the Beijing station, a program preview was broadcast on the TV.

It is the program that Zhang Bufan will participate in the day after tomorrow - "New Singer of the Times", the preview first briefly introduced the rules of the competition, there are a total of 7 singers in the competition, and the comprehensive score ranking of every two issues adopts the end elimination system, and then one will be added in the next issue to continue the competition. After the rules are introduced, the posters of the singers who will participate in the competition begin to be displayed sequentially on the screen. There are men and women, Zhang Bufan didn't know each other, until the penultimate appeared, his eyes flashed a trace of amazement, because at this time the poster appeared Chen Yizi, compared to her usual light makeup, she looked more charming at this time, the screen was a figure who slowly turned around, a black hair swaying in the wind, a fair-skinned face like condensation was thrillingly beautiful, delicate facial features, big and bright eyes, long eyelashes trembled and trembled, and there seemed to be infinite autumn waves in the eyes.

Although Zhang Bufan didn't know the previous ones, they all had similar characteristics, young, good-looking, and full of vitality.

After that, Zhang Bufan put his eyes on the TV screen again, because the singer has appeared six, and the last one must be him, a singer holding a guitar to the microphone and maintaining a singing posture occupies the entire screen, but the singer's face is cleverly blocked. This photo was taken by Zhang Bufan after passing the primary election, and it feels pretty good, especially to maintain that sense of mystery.

However, there is one thing that makes Zhang Bufan very embarrassed, other singers will write their names at the bottom of the poster, as well as a short introduction, such as the age hometown signing company and the like. The others at least have the name of a singer, only Zhang Bufan, and only six words are written below "radio broadcast host".

On this day, the sun was very light, sprinkled everywhere she could shine, and the weather in the north exuded the same bold atmosphere as the people who lived here. However, there is not so much haze in the capital of this world, and the sky is also very clean, Zhang Bufan looked at the blue sky in the distance through the car window. Think about what's on your mind.

"Brother, it's on the ground!" said the taxi driver next to him to Zhang Bufan.

Zhang Bufan retracted his gaze and looked out the window, it turned out that when he was out of his mind, the taxi had already arrived in front of the Beijing TV station building.

The car had already stopped, because the front was too congested, there were many fans with selfie sticks, some were shouting, and the security guards had already pulled up the barrier and lined up in front of them.

Zhang Bufan is a little far away from this group of people, and he can't see whose sign they are holding, but he can guess from this formation, he is definitely not a fan of the players, so many people will not be fans that newcomers can have, it is estimated that there will be big coffee guests in the evening, Zhang Bufan only glanced at it and didn't pay attention anymore, anyway, it's none of his business.

The taxi driver parked the car on the side of the road and said to Zhang Bufan, "Come on, brother!"

Zhang Bufan was stunned, is he so popular?

Zhang Bufan came directly to the door of the TV station, because there will be a small passage there, in order to avoid the overly enthusiastic fans in front, the contestants generally enter from the back passage. There will be someone there to receive them.

The program will notify all the contestants to gather in Studio 3 in advance, where some competition matters and the draw of the order of the competition will be explained.

Zhang Bufan walked into Studio No. 3 alone. The person in charge of reception, after guiding Zhang Bufan, made a phone call and left. Zhang Bufan couldn't help laughing at himself, "Hehe, it's not popular enough, look at people don't want to deal with you!" But Zhang Bufan can also understand the idea that they are in charge of reception, and he himself seems to be used to being lonely, and when he came to the studio alone, his eyes began to move, and he wanted to find the girl.

The so-called No. 3 studio is indeed very similar to the living room at home, with sofas, coffee tables, everything to eat and drink, the program team is very thoughtful, probably in order not to make the pre-game atmosphere too tense, so it also took some thought in the layout, and it looks very warm here.

Zhang Bufan stood at the door and glanced inside, there were a lot of people, but they were concentrated on one side of the sofa, standing in a circle, and someone surrounded in the center seemed to be saying something. Han Mo didn't go inside, he stood at the door for a while, maybe the conversation inside was over, the onlookers opened a gap, and the man who was originally standing in the center walked out of the crowd.

The onlookers looked at the direction of the person's movement with adoring eyes, Zhang Bufan looked for a while, but didn't see Chen Yizi, maybe she hadn't come yet. So he was about to find a place to sit, and was just about to walk to the other side of the hall, when the man had already walked to the door, and the moment he saw Zhang Bufan, he was stunned for a moment, and then showed a trace of disdain. Loud said, "A broadcast host also came to participate in this kind of show, are you stupid?"

Zhang Bufan glanced at him lightly, ignored it, and was too lazy to bother with this kind of person, and then a group of people came in on the other side of the hall.

Zhang Bufan had just stood still, when someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

"Yizi?" Zhang Bufan shouted back.

When I looked back, I realized that I had made a mistake, it was a little fat boy who patted him, and he said hello to Zhang Bufan angrily, and Zhang Bufan replied lightly, "Hello." "This is not Zhang Bufan's show. He didn't understand the meaning of the person in front of him, so naturally he wouldn't say anything.

This fat boy is dressed very fashionably, with a pair of smiling eyes on his round face just right, and his personality is very enthusiastic, he said with a smile, "Look at this hall, there are so many people, in fact, there are only seven singers in tonight's competition, and they haven't come yet, and the rest are all serving singers, I see that you are the same as me, you are all alone, hehe, our brothers are called low-key."

Zhang Bufan found that there was no one next to this guy, and he suddenly felt a little kind, the guy was very talkative, and he had been talking to Zhang Bufan endlessly, he could say a few words about everything, if it was someone else, Zhang Bufan might be able to deal with it

After a while, he left politely, but at the moment he was not disgusted with this person, thinking that he was here alone anyway, and it was good to have someone to accompany him, so he should pass the time.

A sudden commotion was heard in the distance, interrupting the fat boy's Hu Tianhai.

"This seat belongs to our Xiaoyi, please go and sit somewhere else. Don't disturb my Xiaoyi's rest, my Xiaoyi is a third-level star, can be compared to a small star like you?" A woman in her thirties was pointing at a girl on the sofa in a condescending tone, and behind the woman stood a tall and delicate young woman with delicate facial features, and the woman did not speak, but her eyebrows and eyes were full of arrogance. I'm afraid that others won't know that he is a third-level star.

The girl didn't move immediately, her lips kept muttering, looking at the amplitude should not be rebuttal, she seemed to be reciting the lyrics, so the reaction was a little slow.

"It's all this time, which singer is still reading the lyrics, and the songs that will be sung for a while, shouldn't they have been familiar with it by heart, the lyrics have not been memorized, and what competitions are they participating in, just go home. The middle-aged woman pouted and smiled in a sarcastic tone, and her voice was so loud that everyone around her looked at her. Then there was another burst of laughter.

The girl finally stood up, obviously wanting to say something to defend herself, and there was a hint of stubbornness in her eyes, but she quickly covered up the stubbornness because she was not confident. Soon she packed up her things and went to the corner, where she was then lyrical.

This was just a small episode before the start of the game, and Zhang Bufan didn't pay attention to it.

And the fat boy on the side began to talk endlessly, pointing over there and saying, "See, that's Ling Xiaoyi, a third-level star who was only recently promoted, and the only third-level star in this show." It is said that the beginning is not small, you look at her pomp, a first-class star is almost the same! ”

When Zhang Bufan heard this, he couldn't help but glance at Ling Xiaoyi more, he thought that this show was a competition between some non-mainstream stars and quasi-non-popular stars, but he didn't expect to pull out a third-level star.

The fat boy saw that Zhang Bufan didn't respond to him for a long time, patted Zhang Bufan on the shoulder and said, "Hey, buddy, what do you want? That Ling Xiaoyi is really beautiful, but she is too proud to be a friend, if you want to..."

Zhang Bufan hurriedly interrupted him, "Stop, there's nothing, where did you just go, continue!"

The fat boy who was interrupted by Zhang Bufan didn't say any more, his eyes kept looking at the door of the studio, Zhang Bufan asked with some curiosity, "Are you waiting for someone?"

The fat boy said in a mysterious tone, "I'll tell you, there are still two singers who haven't come, one is Chen Yizi under Chenhua Entertainment Company, that's called beautiful." When you see her, you will know that Ling Xiaoyi looks like an average. ”

Zhang Bufan nodded in agreement, "What about the other one?"

The fat boy paused, and said with a slight exaggeration, "Hehe, the other one, that's even more incredible!" He is a radio host from the Beijing Radio Station, and you say that a radio station member is coming to participate in a singing competition, is it awesome? And don't look at the propaganda poster without his information, I finally found out his name!" The fat boy said in a magic stick tone, "His name is Zhang Bufan." Hehe, just by listening to the name, you know that he is not ordinary. ”

The fat boy seemed to have discovered some shocking secret, and said it angrily, and the corners of Zhang Bufan's mouth twitched constantly when he listened. I only heard the fat boy change his words and said, "Hey, brother, we've been talking for so long, I still don't know your name, my name is Xiong Junliang, and my fans call me a fat male god, amazing, haha!

"Zhang Bufan!"

(To be continued)

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