in the locker room. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Song Zhongji was trying to change the costumes of the game, and he changed a few sets one after another, but Song Zhongji didn't like it, he felt that these costumes were too old-fashioned and did not fit his image.

So, Song Zhongji asked the assistant to call Hou Lin, who was busy before and after.

"What's the matter?" Hou Lin was arranging the arrangement of the stage, when Song Zhongji suddenly called him, he thought something big had happened.

"You have too few patterns in your competition clothes, and you're so old-fashioned, how can you let me wear them? Isn't this deliberately ruining my image?"

Seeing Hou Lin coming, Song Zhongji was the first to say angrily.

After Hou Lin heard Song Zhongji's words, he held his breath in his heart.

This person not only didn't say that he was late for recording, but he also picked and choose.

When these clothes were custom-made, he checked them by himself, and they were all customized according to the most popular styles of the year. How could it be as old-fashioned as Song Zhongji said?

However, the opinions of the contestants, he, the deputy director, must listen.

So, he walked to the hanger and took out several pieces of clothing one after another to take a look, these styles and styles are quite trendy, and they are the latest models at the moment.

So, Hou Lin said, "Isn't that good? These styles are all the latest." ”

Who knew that Song Zhongji said with a disdainful face: "These clothes are very good in the eyes of you Chinese people, but in the eyes of my Korean people, they are a bunch of rags." These clothes are not good, you have to change them for me. ”

When Hou Lin heard Song Zhongji's arrogant words, the anger in his heart came up at that time.

What is good in the eyes of you Chinese people, in the eyes of us Korean people, is just a pile of rags.

Doesn't this mean that Sang scolds Huai?

"How do you speak? Can you speak? Let me tell you, we have these clothes here, do you like to wear them!" Hou Lin said angrily.

"Do I like to wear it? If you don't change it, I'll give up the game! I'll see how you still broadcast live! Let me tell you, the audience, including the whole country, is coming for me, if I give up the game, I'll see how you will broadcast live. I'll see if it's your big loss or mine!" Song Zhongji was very unimpressed by Hou Lin's angry words, but sneered with a very strong attitude.

"You ,,," Hou Lin heard this, and was immediately defeated by Song Zhongji's shamelessness.

This person usually looks well-dressed, but he didn't expect to be so shameless. When it comes to the critical moment, the original form is revealed.

However, although this Song Zhongji is arrogant and domineering, what he said also has some truth.

I have to say that judging from the reaction of the audience who just entered the market on the Internet, most of these viewers did come to see Song Zhongji.

Moreover, now that the audience has entered, the show is almost ready to be broadcast live.

How can he have time to get clothes for Song Zhongji first!

For a while, Hou Lin was frozen there by Song Zhongji.

Backstage, in the waiting room.

Yang Hua and the others were sitting in the waiting room with slightly nervous expressions, waiting for the recording to begin.

At this moment, two staff members walked in the corridor outside the waiting room, and the two men were talking as they walked, and their faces were in a hurry.

Maybe the two of them were in a hurry, they didn't control the sound of their voices, and they spoke a little louder, and what the two of them said could be clearly transmitted to the waiting room.

"What kind of bullshit errand do you say, this is going to start live broadcasting, where are we going to get new clothes? It's too late to buy it first!"

"You say, Director Hou is really, what kind of work is he arranging? Why did he get the competition clothes after this point? Isn't this embarrassing?"

"Hey, you really can't blame our Director Hou for this, our Director Hou is also forced to be helpless. You didn't follow Director Hou to the locker room just now, you don't know. It was all picked by Song Zhongji's grandson, who deliberately played a big name, saying that those competition costumes were too old-fashioned, and he had to ask Director Hou to get him a few new styles. Otherwise, he will abandon the game and not record it. Aren't you saying this is a trick?"

"Playing a big name? Won't you? I watched Song Zhongji's recording a few times ago, although people are cold and don't like to talk, but they don't play big names, right?

"Who's to say it's not! I don't know what scheming is now. This person is usually well-dressed, but he didn't expect it to be so deeply hidden. ”

"Hey, it's hard for us, where are we going to get clothes for him at this point?"

...

The voice faded away, and in the waiting room, several players except Yang Hua couldn't help but stare at each other when they heard this.

No one expected that at this critical moment, Song Zhongji would suddenly play a big name. Isn't this a blockage to the column group?

But you look at me, I look at you, and no one speaks.

They also have no right to speak, except for Yang Hua, no one is worthy of Song Zhongji.

People play big names, and they do have that ability.

in the locker room.

Hou Lin's face turned red with anger, slammed the door and left, and said: "I hope you can win the championship this time, otherwise, if you want to play a big name in the future, it will be difficult!." ”

When Song Zhongji heard this, his face couldn't help but change.

Immediately, his face returned to normal again, and he sneered, looked at Hou Lin's back, and said:

"Tonight, with Brother Pu Hao to support me, I have won the championship this time!"

...

On the stage, everything is ready, and the host is already waiting for the broadcast.

In the stadium, there were a lot of people, and this time the national singer changed the venue, so there were more than 10,000 spectators.

At the scene, the sound was noisy, the shouts were all over the sky, and all kinds of fancy neon signs were displayed without wind, and the night was a little more colorful.

However, judging from the names on these neon signs, the audience who supported Song Zhongji accounted for the majority.

At this time, there were still ten minutes left in the countdown to the game, and the security guards at the scene were also dispatched to maintain order in the audience.

Soon, the whole stadium fell silent.

Many people are watching the time and waiting for the show to begin.

Nine minutes.

Eight minutes.

Seven minutes.

Six minutes.

...

Three minutes.

Two minutes.

One minute.

When the time counts down to the last three seconds.

The host walked to the center of the stage, took the microphone and said loudly: "Tonight, the fourth season of the National Singer Finals officially begins!

"A veteran singer in the music world, Mr. Jiang Yun!"

"Big brother in the music world, teacher Zhou Anguo!"

"Songwriter and songwriter Huang Zhiwen!"

"Music genius Mr. He Wenbin!"

...

"Strength mezzo-soprano, teacher Li Xiang. ”

PS: Chapter one. This finals are so hard to write. The baby has been very unhappy in the past two days and begged for comfort. It's all tears. Is there such a song that can make you and me gentle? (To be continued.) )