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The short three-day rehearsal time passed quickly, and when Ren Xing knew that it would take a day to record the show, his heart was broken, and the chapters owed to the readers were dragged on the plane before they were updated, and he had to find a time to make up for it.

However, whether the boat is good or not, and I don't know what Chen Baida's background is, he actually changed the band members directly, and the column group has replaced the band member Liu Mingming with Ren Xing.

By ten o'clock, the group had already come out of Haishi Airport, and Ke Qi, one of the top four, arrived at the airport at the same time.

Listening to Chen Baida, she is a folk singer and a full literary young woman.

Literary youth, folk singer, Ren Xing came to be a little interested, because he was also a "plague" youth in that world, and folk songs were also one of his crafts.

Originally, Ren Xing thought that he would meet fans to pick him up, but he didn't expect that none of the fans would see it, except for the special car of the column group printed with "Good Songs of China", the group got into the car, and everyone didn't wake up yet, so they rested by themselves.

At half past ten, the program was recorded.

The contestants are sorting out the instruments or props they need to use, Chen Baida has no equipment except for Ren Xing, who has a guitar, and the column group has it, and it is more complete and better.

So when Ren Xing sat down in the backstage lounge with a guitar bag on his back, he immediately attracted the attention of many people.

One of the young men with permed pineapple-shaped hair secretly talked to the team members next to him, "Look at this stupid hat, hey, he brought his guitar with me."

A short-haired young man wearing sunglasses snorted disdainfully: "Pretend! After saying this, several team members around him showed disdain.

How fresh is it, with the guitar on his back and he says I'm pretending to be forced? Find fault with this, Ren Xing was not happy, and immediately choked back: "Can I have you pretending to be forced?" Look at the way you look, you still wear sunglasses indoors, what? Wearing glasses looks expensive, right? How much does a pair of glasses cost? ”

Through the sunglasses, Ren Xing could see the anger in the eyes of the short-haired young man, but he didn't care, scolding me? I was really a bully, Ren Xing didn't take a breath, and immediately pointed to the pineapple head and said, "And you, what are you looking at?" Haven't seen a normal person, have you? Look at your head like a fruit essence, is it written in the household registration book? ”

The pineapple-headed young man's face turned red, his face was originally black, but now it was simply red and black, panting and not knowing what to say, they scolded people with three sentences at most: X you, X your whole family, X you. At this time, I met a scolding person without dirty words, and it was simply a civil and military fight, and I searched around my head and didn't find the words, so I didn't know how to fight back for a while.

At this time, Chen Baida walked in, he had just accompanied a few other people to test the equipment, and he didn't know what was going on inside. As soon as he came in, he saw that the two sides had formed a confrontation, and he looked at each other angrily, seeing that the situation was not good, so he hurriedly pulled Ren Xing aside and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"No, these grandchildren owe." Ren Xing said nonchalantly.

"Hold the grass, scolded you? It's okay, it's inconvenient to monitor here, wait for the show to end and then beat them, Lao Tzu is going to swell his right eye this time. When Chen Baida said this, it was as simple as saying that I was going to have lunch and add a tea egg to me.

He said it easily, but Ren Xing was shocked when he heard it, pointed to the back, and asked, "The short-haired one didn't wear sunglasses because you hit your eyes, right?" ”

Chen Baida nodded proudly, with a kind of expression in his eyes: How is it, brother is amazing.

And Ren Xing just wanted to slap him on the back of the head at the moment, thinking to himself that I said I didn't do anything, why was there so much hatred, and the feelings were pulled by you? After hesitating for a few seconds, Ren Xing still decided not to smoke, making such a fuss in front of his opponent made people laugh. But he still couldn't help but be curious, and asked, "Didn't I say who you are?" The mixed entertainment industry is not as mixed as you, and you beat people and stuff people through the back door, so you are not afraid of being exposed to shady? ”

Ren Xing has wanted to ask this for a long time, Chen Baida doesn't look like a person in the music industry at first glance, this is not to say that he has no music cells and temperament, but mainly his style. When practicing songs in the past few days, Chen Baida has said more than once that as long as he wins the championship, he will give the bar in Yushi to Ren Xing. Coupled with the current incident, he dared to beat up his opponent after the last game, and he was really brave.

Chen Baida smiled and said, "You want to know if you ask my cousin to go, and she will tell you." ”

Ren Xing cut off, "Forget it, give me less of this set, don't say it, don't say it, anyway, the two of us will join forces this time, and we will disperse after the game." ”

When Chen Baida heard this, his face changed, and he was about to say something, when someone from the column group came over and called Chen Baida to draw the semi-final opponent, this link is to send a representative to draw lots, and Ren Xing doesn't have to go, so he returned to the lounge alone.

When I came to the lounge, there were many fewer people in the lounge at this time, one of the brothers went out, the female folk singer went out, and the short-haired youth also went.

When the pineapple head saw Ren Xing coming back, he still glared at him angrily, but Ren Xing ignored it, because it was not challenging, and he couldn't scold him, I still have a demon king like Chen Baida in the fight, and the rest is only to compete on stage.

Ren Xing took out his mobile phone and searched the previous program videos of "Good Songs", and watched the performance styles of the other three teams in the top four, the folk female singer is indeed very literary, and the whole performance state is a world of one person, I don't know what is going on outside, the kind of audience shouts or abuse that I can't hear! But she relied on this style to break all the way to the semifinals, and 40% of netizens thought she could win the championship. Four people compete for the championship, and she occupies 40% exclusively, how popular is this?

The brother group has a bit of a campus ballad style, and the stage performance is also inclined to be cheerful and relaxed, with good affinity and appeal.

The style of the Meteor Band is similar to Chen Baida's kaleidoscope, a bit messy, and the style is not limited to one, but it is mainly pop.

If the semi-finals are against the Meteor Band, Ren Xing thinks that the chances of winning are very large, because the audience is the same, that is, to see whose music can move people more and whose live effect is better. But if you play against Ke Qi or the brothers in the semifinals, it will be difficult to say whether you will win or lose, and it will depend on which style the judges and the audience prefer.

It's a bit of a hanging! Ren Xing couldn't help but start to worry, he knew that he should try a little more style, before recording, Ren Xing took Chen Baida and they practiced a total of two songs, both of which belonged to the scene of super-combustion, and it was completely true to meet the combination, it could be just frontal, but it was very likely that Ke Qi would punch the cotton with a punch.

"Let's hope you don't win her." Ren Xing held the phone, his face was a little solemn, and he said in a low voice.