Chapter 12: The Game Begins

It's useless to think about things that you can't figure out. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoAnyway, there will come a day when I will figure out this god space clearly.

At first, Wang Fan didn't feel anything special about the charm fruit. When he chatted with his friend Huang Jun, he was broken by Huang Jun.

His voice, all of a sudden, became magnetic.

Of course, it was impossible for Wang Fan to tell Huang Jun directly that he was carrying a god-becoming space with him. The change of his voice is precisely because of the fruit of this divine space.

Wang Fan blamed all these changes on the growing stage. Moreover, he also told him that he was working hard to practice his voice for a provincial competition.

Anyway, whether Huang Jun believes it or not, he himself believes it.

Three days later, of course, it is impossible to pass the same day. Therefore, Xiang Ailan took Wang Fan to the provincial capital on the afternoon of the first day.

In the end, he is engaged in literary and media work, and Xiang Ailan found the information of all the participants in the competition from somewhere.

Then, in the hotel with great interest, Wang Fan analyzed one opponent after another.

Xiang Ailan selected 5 people from these 25 pieces of information and asked Wang Fan to pay special attention to them.

"This, a native of Quang Hai Province, now sings in one of the more famous local bars. The strength is strong, and the treble soars very well! It's a formidable opponent. ”

"This is recommended by Huangyan City, I heard that I started practicing singing when I was a child, and I have a lot of experience on stage, and I am also a good hand at singing."

"You have to pay special attention to this. He is already a well-known singer in our province and city. Although he is not even a third-rate star, it is undeniable that people can definitely throw you off the street in terms of singing skills. ”

"And this ......"

"Okay, Uncle Xiang! What the hell are you here to hit me? Come here to cheer me on! No matter how much I say good things about others, I don't have any confidence at all. Wang Fan sat on the bed, listening to Xiang Ailan's chattering words in his ears, and couldn't help but interrupt him with a wry smile.

Before I came, I had already thought of all kinds of possibilities. It's just that what I didn't expect was that there was a singer in it.

Although he is a singer who is not in the stream, it is not easy to participate in this kind of petty fight-like competition.

In fact, in this regard, Wang Fan's cognition is wrong. A competition held in a provincial town is not a petty fight. It's just that there are no singers in Shishi who can get on the stage. Otherwise, who wouldn't want to take that honor?

Besides, the other two members who were selected with him may not lose to him in strength, but he has the advantage of the lyrics.

"Alright! I won't say it, and you don't have any psychological pressure, just treat it normally. Let's focus on participation. It seems that even Xiang Ailan is not optimistic that Wang Fan will be able to successfully advance.

Starting tomorrow and continuing until the day after tomorrow, within three days, the top 10 will be selected. That means that 26 contestants will be eliminated.

Because the process of this competition will be released in the form of recording and broadcasting. In the whole competition, there are only three judges, plus a moderator.

Of course, there must be a live audience.

This is the consistent style of this parallel world at present. Compared to the selection mechanism on the earth in the previous life, this is simply a toddler.

Tomorrow, the treasure chest in the god space should be refreshed! When the time comes, if you have two more charm fruits and believe in your own voice, it will be enough to make up for the skills in singing and pronunciation.

Wang Fan thought beautifully.

Early the next morning, Wang Fan, as a contestant, was pulled to the provincial TV station early by Xiang Ailan.

And the other two contestants, who are also from Shishi, were also brought over by their respective leaders.

Although we don't communicate much on weekdays, we come out of the same place. After meeting, he nodded in a friendly manner and smiled kindly.

The order of appearance is determined by the lottery of each contestant. Wang Fan's luck was better and he was drawn to 12th place.

The position is just right, too far forward and stressful. If you appear later, the aesthetic fatigue of the judges will increase, which is extremely unfavorable for the performers.

Wang Fan doesn't plan to sing "You at the Same Table" today, although this song is very classic, but for Wang Fan, who has many classic songs, there are songs that are more suitable for this stage than it.

Wang Fan, who was sitting in the backstage waiting, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. Now, he's trying to calm his mind.

"Little friend, your mother called you home for dinner!"

Sometimes, you don't go to cause trouble, but someone takes the initiative to come up and heat you.

Maybe it's because it's close to the game, and everyone is a little stressed, and they want to have some fun and relax. And among these people, only Wang Fan looks like a bully.

After all, he was only 17 years old.

"How many times a year do you come home for dinner?" Wang Fan sneered flatly.

The one who took the initiative to make trouble, named Hao Xianghai, was a player who was promoted from Akiyama City. I don't have much ability to sing, but I practice it well.

These are all things that Wang Fan saw from the information he brought to Ailan.

No, the players who were originally sitting in the backstage waiting together saw Hao Xianghai suddenly get up to have fun, and they all watched the excitement from the sidelines.

But he didn't want to, Wang Fan's simple response made Hao Xianghai, who took the initiative to stir up trouble, have nothing to answer.

Only then did they realize that the corners of this small child's mouth were quite neat, and he was not at all as honest as he looked.

Then again, in my previous life, I lived at the bottom of society, and what work I didn't do? Who hasn't met?

Just their little trick, Wang Fan's casual words killed them in minutes.

Hao Xianghai, who couldn't take advantage, glared at Wang Fan hatefully, and then ran back to his seat in a gloomy manner.

I wanted to make fun of Wang Fan, but I ended up making myself look like a clown.

What just happened was just a small episode before this competition. For this kind of passer-by, Wang Fan has no extra thoughts to spend on him.

"Race 12 get ready! Race 12 get ready! In the backstage broadcast, this phrase was repeated incessantly.

Wang Fan stood up, took a deep breath, and clenched his fists at the same time. In the end, it depends on the present dynasty.

Because the studio is a relatively independent space, the quality of the previous contestants' performances is unknown to the contestants sitting backstage and waiting.

This also makes all the players who did not play before the results come out, and they are worried.

Only the contestants who come down from that stage know the scores given by the judges. Even so! They just know their scores.

While not knowing the strength of other players, no one can guarantee that they can make the cut.