Chapter Seventy-Two: I'm Not a Singer
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A staff member walked in from outside the door and said to Yang Xianlin: "Director Yang, the audience has already entered the venue." ”
Yang Xianlin nodded, looked at the situation in the studio outside from the SLR glass in the studio, and then picked up the director's exclusive tools: "Attention all teams! The first recording, prepare!5!4!3!2!1!start!"
The stage lights in the studio were all extinguished in an instant.
As a burst of dynamic music plays, the LED wall plays the video intro that the post-production team has produced overnight.
The music stops, and the majestic magnetic narration begins.
"2011! Guangshen Satellite TV! Adapted by the strength of "Sou Ge World", created with a lot of money! Excellent suspense quiz large-scale music variety show "Golden Melody Fishing"! Gorgeous baton!"
"Many new and old singers will sign up, wash away the dust for the old songs, help the new songs put on the phoenix, 495 public hearings and 5 special guests a total of 500 votes online, after the singer sings, exercise the right to choose, the number of supporters reaches more than 300 people, the awakening is successful, the singer unveiled! The number of supporters is less than 300, and the awakening fails!"
As the video ended in a shocking explosion, the stage lights came on, and a man in a blue straight suit stood in the corner of the stage, with short and layered forehead hair that made him look very sunny and capable.
The man held up the microphone in his hand and said: "Salvage the golden songs of the years, wash up the new songs in the music world! Welcome to Guangshen Satellite TV, the large-scale music program "Golden Melody Fishing"! I am your favorite host - Liu Jun!"
After Liu Jun finished speaking, he raised the microphone in his hand, and the gaffer cooperated very well to make the stage lights flicker, and the sense of stage was very strong, and the audience was also very cooperative to give warm applause in response.
Liu Jun raised the microphone to his mouth again, looked at the card he was holding in his right hand and said, "First of all, let's invite our special guest juror and independent music producer - Chen Yongyi!"
The audience generally doesn't pay too much attention to the music producer, so Chen Yongyi is not too famous among these audiences, but the audience still works hard to applaud and cheer with the recording of the show.
"Famous composer - Liu Dongchao!"
Bang Bang Bang ......
"Asia's popular male model - Cheng Lanxi!"
Bang Bang Bang ......
"Finally, let's invite our sweetheart queen - Poetry, Dreams, Ying!"
"Wow!"
"Oh!"
"Queen, I love you!"
"Mengying, you are my goddess!"
"Queen, Queen, Queen!"
"Fei Xue Fei Xue, the queen is still so stylish!"
……
The applause in the studio was overwhelming, and it could not be stopped for a long time, until the four guests bowed to them and thanked them and took their seats, and the applause continued.
But soon, the audience's attention was attracted by Liu Jun's actions on stage, and the applause slowly stopped.
Liu Jun turned the card in his hand over and over again, looked at the front and looked at the back, and then looked at the front in turn, and finally he looked at the direction of the director hall behind the audience with a puzzled face, and shouted into the microphone: "Director, Director, didn't you say that there are five guests? Why are there only four teachers?"
After a pause, he quickly pressed the earbud on his right ear with the index finger of his right hand holding the card, and said with a dumb face: "What?
"Hey, no, director, didn't you just say that you spent a lot of money to build, why can't you even afford to give our guests such a little fare now?"
"Oh, well!"
After Liu Jun finished speaking, he looked at the audience again, bowed very formally and said: " Audience friends, and four guest teachers, I'm really sorry, in fact, the guests come to our show for the carriage and horse fees, our program group is included, but because the guest who has not yet come to the shuttle and horse fee is 99, and then contact his choreographer and give him 100 yuan, he is afraid of the trouble of finding change, so he refused, and now he is still dangling on the subway, but I said that this director team is too picky, 1 yuan is still looking for others to ask, pick the door!"
After Liu Jun finished speaking, the audience burst into laughter, they felt very novel, according to the previous program experience, the host came up to report behind the scenes, basically went straight to the topic, and would not be as funny as now, and they were also a little curious about who the guest who had not yet arrived was.
Among the guests, Shi Mengying also covered her mouth and smiled, but the four guests may not be very familiar with such a link, and they did not pick up their own microphones.
"Since that's the case, then let's ...... first" Liu Jun was about to say something, when he suddenly found a person walking into the entrance and exit on the side of the stage, with a white suit, white socks, black leather shoes, white gloves on his hands, the collar of his clothes inlaid with shiny silver-white decorations, his head was wrapped in a sheep's head mask, and the whole person did not leak a trace of skin and hair.
"Wow!" Although I don't know what's going on, the audience still sighs from the bottom of their hearts when they see this state, it's almost summer, although there is air conditioning in the studio, but it's so tight, it's really embarrassing.
The four guests also looked at the stage with a puzzled expression, showing them that the program process document was too different from the current situation.
"This teacher, why did you come up, I haven't finished talking about it yet," Liu Jun greeted him, just in time to meet the sheep-headed man in the middle of the stage.
The sheep-headed man was silent, his hands were dancing and moving, and Liu Jun looked at it for a while before he understood what he meant: "The staff of the props team, please come up with the microphone for this teacher." ”
Soon, the microphone was put into the hands of the sheep-headed man.
"Oops, why are you so stupid, how can I talk without a microphone!" The sheep-headed man took the microphone and scolded at the first sentence, but the sound that came out of the stereo was a cartoon sound like pinching his nose and a little sharp, which made people listen to it cutely, and they didn't feel like it was a reproach.
Liu Jun looked at the sheep-headed man a little speechlessly, and said, "Teacher, I just want to tell you secretly, you don't need to speak with a microphone, I can actually hear it." ”
"Hahaha......" The audience burst into laughter again.
"Well, that, I'm talking about the people in the audience can't hear it, no, it's not you," a little stuttering voice came through the microphone and then came out of the stereo, becoming very funny.
"Okay, but, teacher, isn't it a little early for you to go on stage? You see you've confused the four guests," Liu Jun pointed to where the guests were sitting, and the stage LED screen quickly switched to the four guests full of doubts, but after giving the audience a certain amount of time to observe, it was quickly closed again.
"Eh~ Actually, I'm not a singer," after pulling a long E note, the sheep-headed man finally burst out with a sentence that the audience didn't expect.