Chapter 48: The Voice of Hong Kong Island Champion Bell
The twenty-fourth day of the lunar month is the small year of the Chinese.
And today, it is the final date of The Voice of Hong Kong Island.
The streets and alleys are full of strong New Year's flavor.
In this era, it is really a very hard thing to get from Oulothai to Hong Kong Island.
But Wushan has to come over no matter what.
Because he made an appointment with Jin Chun to take Jin Ling to see the grave of their biological father.
It was already evening, and he took a military plane from Wushi directly to Huacheng, and rushed to the dock by the car sent by Wu Lixing non-stop.
At this time, Wu Congxuan in his arms was already too tired to fall asleep in his father's arms.
"You're finally back," Wu Jianguo greeted him personally: "Tired, aren't you?" â
"It's okay!" Wu Shan was also a little tired, and grinned: "The little guy made it to the final tonight? â
"That's right!" He was half a step behind: "How do you know that she actually went to participate in The Voice?" â
"Hehe," Wu Shan couldn't help laughing: "Our President Wu has a lot of opportunities, and you don't usually pay attention to the news sent from home?" â
The eighteenth year of the women's college has changed, and Tan Jinling's interests and hobbies can be said to be very extensive.
In terms of painting talent, Western paintings can imitate Picasso's works, and some can even be fake.
And in music, casually playing tickets to participate in The Voice of Hong Kong Island can enter the finals.
"It's all your second father who is dealing with it," Wu Jianguo smiled awkwardly: "If she hadn't said it, I really wouldn't have known." â
Wu Shan nodded.
It seems that the family does not trust Wu Jianguo very much in many things.
Even if Wu Libi is his wife. She also didn't want her husband to fall into trouble with the family over something inconsequential.
"My daughter has grown up," Wu Shan sighed and walked into the cabin, "Call me when you dock." â
Although he reached the legendary realm in martial arts. I was full of energy, and I was very uncomfortable when I flew continuously on the plane, and I fell asleep as soon as my head was next to the pillow.
When I woke up, I had already arrived at the shore, and Hong Kong Island was already full of lights.
Jin Chun took his girlfriend on the shore and looked at his adoptive father, who he hadn't seen for a few days, with a smile.
Because Geng Maohua had never been to Hong Kong Island, he took his little girlfriend to go shopping all day.
When I got home, I learned that my adoptive father had arrived with my younger brother. Hurry up and pick someone up.
"Where's my sister?" Wu Congxuan finally woke up, rubbing his eyes with his hands. Wu Shan got into the car with the child in his arms and couldn't help asking. ă
She secretly let Uncle Ah Fu drive the car. Go to the finals. Jin Chun replied embarrassedly: "I heard that I slipped out every day these days." â
The young couple was in the front, Jin Chun drove by himself, and Wushan father and son and Wu Jianguo sat in the back row.
The second father, Wu Libi, hugged his son and kept looking at the door of his house.
See the nephew. Her face blossomed with joy.
"Second Daddy. It's time for you to lose weight. Wu Shan approached her and rebuked in a barely audible voice.
"It's not too much, it's only more than one hundred and twenty." Wu Libi gave his nephew a roll of his eyes: "Those who know know that you are my nephew, but those who don't know still think that you are my elder." â
"Eh," Wu Shan was embarrassed by the second aunt's robbery, touched the back of his head and smiled: "You don't look at it, you are the most heavy woman in the family." â
"Who said that?" Wu Libi was unhappy: "Your father is one hundred and thirteen." â
"Alright!" Wu Jianguo stopped: "How long has it been since you aunt and nephew met?" Quarrel as soon as they meet. â
I haven't eaten a meal here for almost two years, and Wushan has a good appetite. I ate four bowls of rice in a row.
Wu Congxuan saw his father's eating appearance, and he also mustered up courage.
It's a pity that the eyes are big and the belly is small. The second bowl has only a hole now, and it can't hold it anymore.
"Standard Chartered Bank wants us to take a stake," Wu Libi has been watching his nephew eat at the table: "What do you think?" â
"Is there any mistake?" Wu Shan glanced sideways: "That's a British company, aren't the British authorities in Hong Kong still giving up?" â
"Huh?" Wu Libi was taken aback, and now he understands: "I thought it was purely a commercial activity, and I was still discussing it with your uncle." â
"Humph!" Wu Shan put the soup spoon into the bowl vigorously, and the soup splashed out: "On Hong Kong Island, we are a flag of the Chinese. â
"Even we have to praise the stinky feet of the British, what do you make other Chinese think?"
"There is no doubt that if we go and buy a percent share today, tomorrow the British will make a big splash in the newspapers."
"These dogs, if you can't come clearly, you will play yin." Wu Jianguo only now discovered the twists and turns inside.
If it does, the consequences will be unimaginable.
He is the person in charge of Yanhuang Holdings.
And Wu Jianguo's father is the vice premier of the State Council, the Ministry of Affairs, and the Yuan, so he has been attacked more.
He was so shocked that his back was covered with cold sweat, and the scenery of the Wu family might disappear in an instant.
For the operation of the enterprise, as long as the following managers come up with their own plans, the general amount does not need to be signed by Wu Jianguo.
When it comes to the holding bank, it must be reported to them.
"Besides," Wu Shan said, "Standard Chartered Bank's headquarters are in London. â
"Even if we buy all the shares, we get an empty shell, and all the funds are transferred back."
"When the time comes, the world will feel that Yan Huang is not optimistic about the mainland, and Hong Kong Island will become a dead port when the mainland receives it."
"Aren't we thinking about it?" Wu Libi's face was a little unbearable: "These questions are not easy to discuss on the phone." â
"Okay," Wu Shan waved his hand: "In the future, when they come back, they will directly say that we are short of funds, so there is no need to make too much trouble." Now, let's go to the finals of the girl. â
Another time, Murdoch once wanted to establish himself on Hong Kong Island. I don't know if he will come over in this life?
Although he is now wealthy, even in the face of the Screw Child family, Wushan is not shocked, and he is still very interested in the celebrities who appear in history.
Today's Yanhuang TV station has long been relocated to the Yanhuang Building.
The final in the evening was held on the 88th floor.
Yan Huang TV has gone from strength to strength and has already started its own operations in the Lion City and other Asian countries.
His family member Xu Xiaoming has made great contributions. He also got the treatment he deserved and became a shareholder of the television station.
The Wu family will definitely not be like the average audience in the past. There are private rooms available.
Xu Xiaoming is a wonderful person and is very good at being a person. This box has always been stored zĂ i, whether they go or not.
Seeing that the light in the box was on, he ran in sweating: "Mr. Wu, Mr. Wu." â
Then, Xu Xiaoming was a little incredulous, and shouted with a stammer: "Little sir! â
"Xiaoming, you're doing a great job." There is no exaggeration in Wushan's sentence.
After all, Yanhuang's development trajectory cannot be replicated. It's not easy for a TV station to become bigger and stronger.
To be able to do so today, I will do my best to suppress wireless on Hong Kong Island. We also started business overseas.
It is true that this has something to do with the fact that Wushan gave him a few ideas back then.
But no matter how good an idea is, it needs someone to execute it. And Xu Xiaoming is not only a good executor, but also an out-and-out creator.
"Thank you, little sir!" Xu Xiaoming bowed.
"If only you had time. Let's watch it together. Wu Shan asked curiously, "Is the sixth uncle here?" â
After all, it was the limit to hand over a good voice to two TV stations back then.
No matter how much Wushan worships Shao Yifu himself. Business is business.
Besides, Uncle Six's big studio system started back then, and later almost ruined the movies on Hong Kong Island.
Be harsh on employees, sign long-term contracts, and vigorously block them if they are not satisfied.
If it weren't for Yan Huang's sudden rise, the sixth uncle in this life would still take the old path of another time and space.
"He's here early," Xu Xiaoming scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "Do you want to invite him over?" â
He knew that the sixth uncle didn't have a good impression of him. Who can have a good opinion of a competitor?
Over the years, the survival of wireless is due to the mercy of Yan Huang's subordinates.
Reputedly. In private, the sixth uncle often scolded Xu Xiaoming, and even once scolded Wushan.
Of course, in public, he is still the humble and polite Sir Shao.
"Let's go over and say hello," Wu Shan waved his hand: "After all, I'm a junior." â
To put it bluntly, Uncle Sixth is a good-looking person.
If you use power to let him come, even if he really comes, I don't know if he will start scolding people after he goes back.
"Sixth Uncle, Miss Fang." As soon as Wushan entered, he generously clenched his fists.
"You" Sixth Uncle was a little incredulous: "Are you back for the New Year?" â
"Little Mister!" It's one thing for Miss Fang to have an idea in her heart, but she doesn't show any emotion on her face.
"No, I'll just come and see the girl's game." Wu Shan shook his head: "It's over, take them back to the mainland for the New Year." â
"It's fine." The sixth uncle is a little over, after all, Hong Kong Island is his home now.
As for the hometown in his heart, he doesn't know what it looks like.
"What? Your daughter? Miss Fang was a little surprised.
"Yes," Wu Shan smiled brightly: "Tan Jinling, her stage name seems to be called Bell." â
The two glanced at each other, and the sixth uncle nodded at Miss Fang, who went out.
The voice co-organized by the two TV stations, the champion, runner-up and third runner-up are everyone's meat.
What is paid is also the benefit.
But no matter how it is divided, Wushan's daughter, as long as her singing level is good, a champion is proper.
Whether it is Uncle Sixth or Miss Fang, this is very clear.
Wushan came here to say this.
"Sixth uncle, I went to accompany my family." He grinned and clenched his fists and left.
"Little sir, did you tell Uncle Six?" The effect of Xu Xiaoming's own visit is definitely different.
"En," Wu Shan nodded indifferently: "Now Yanhuang is doing a good job, are you still in charge of specific affairs?" â
"We at Yanhuang TV Station uphold the purpose of Yanhuang and discover talents internally." Xu Xiaoming's eloquence is very good: "If I want to grasp everything in my hands, it will be too unreasonable." â
The competition had already begun, and before the Wu family came in, cabaret performances and competition singers were interspersed with each other.
The box is just a curtain, which does not play the role of sound insulation.
Everyone's conversation is in the interval between the host's speeches.
The hosts of this session are very interesting, all of them are film and television actors.
In the literary and artistic world, if you are good at acting, you will sing, and if you are good, you will act, it is the same everywhere.
Like tonight's Zheng Shaoqiu, Zhou Runhua, Zhang Delan, and Wang Mingquan's combination is very good, and the men are handsome. The beauty of the woman.
"Dad, my sister is on the field!" Wu Congxuan shouted happily.
Fortunately, this is not a live broadcast hall. The TV station uses recorded tape, not to mention that the scene itself is noisy.
The child's voice was shrill and drowned out by the boiling sound in the studio.
As soon as her singing came out, Wushan was shocked.
South of the clouds
The direction of my heart
The peacock flies away
Could it be that this child is also a reborn?
After singing the song, the applause was thunderous, and Wushan woke up in surprise.
"Miss Bell's singing voice is so beautiful!" Zhou Runhua walked out with applause.
"yes!" Zheng Shaoqiu echoed on the side: "My ears still echo her singing." â
"Miss Bell, is this your original?" Zhang Delan walked to the middle of the stage: "I've never heard of it." â
"This is the most memorable sound I've ever heard tonight!" Wang Mingquan's eyes seemed to be able to speak: "Sister Bell." Can we tell us why we chose such a song? â
"I" was singing and dancing just now, and Jin Ling chose to be still wheezing: "This is not my original. â
"Is that your teacher's work?" Zhang Delan stared at the instructor Gu Jiahui curiously: "Teacher Gu, your song blends a lot of ethnic minority styles in it. â
"I want to say yes!" Gu Jiahui touched his somewhat bald head: "But to be honest." My disciple's song is so ahead of its time that I can't make it. â
The host was a little cold and didn't know how to continue
"Okay, now let's hear what the other instructors have to say!" Zheng Shaoqiu had an idea: "Teacher Luowen." How do you feel about the song Disciple's Rival? â
"The sound of heaven!" Lo Wen said eloquently: "On our Hong Kong Island. In the past, Cantonese songs were popular, and English songs also had a certain market, but now they are Mandarin. I've never heard a pop singer sing a song in Mandarin so well. â
"Thank you, Mr. Luo, for your comment!" When Zhou Runhua spoke, Jin Ling bowed and saluted.
He paused: "I want to hear Teacher Ye Zhentang's opinion." â
"To be honest, when I hear the song Bell, I feel like I'm there." Ye Zhentang smiled bitterly: "I don't think my students can beat her in singing or song selection." â
"Thank you, Mr. Ye!" Wang Mingquan applauded: "The last one is the only female mentor, Teacher Jenny, what kind of comments do you make on the song of the bell?" â
"No wonder my disciple can't even make it to the finals!" Jenny sighed: "The strength of the bell is too strong. â
This sentence clearly smacks perfunctory. Wushan can hear the sour smell in it.
"Now, let's give time to the bell!" Zhang Delan walked up to Jin Ling: "Do you have anything to say to everyone?" â
"Actually. I'm singing for my dad! Tan Jinling's words were shocking: "My father is omnipotent in my eyes." â
"In the army, he was an excellent commander. Locally, he was a good official for the country and the people. â
"On the surface, I was dismissive of him. Inside, I respect my dad. â
"One day, I overheard my dad singing this song. I was stunned, I didn't expect my dad to sing. â
"My dad didn't like to be in public for a number of reasons. So, I sang this song to Mr. Huang Zhansen as it was, and he composed the song. â
"Here, I would like to thank my father, who gave me a privileged life and perfect learning conditions. I would also like to thank Mr. Huang, who made this song see the light of day. â
I went, and it turned out to be so. Wu Shan himself didn't know when he had sung this song, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"My sister sings so well!" Geng Maohua tilted his head and asked, "Uncle, it turns out that you wrote the lyrics and composed the music." â
"Xiaoshan, when did you study music?" Wu Libi was also puzzled: "It seems that I have never heard you sing!" â
"Not really!" Wu Congying jumped onto his father's lap: "My father also sings at home, both in Chinese and in English. â
"Xiaoshan, you're hiding too deeply!" Wu Jianguo laughed: "It seems that in the future, if you are not an official, you can also be a singer!" â
"Singing nonsense!" Wu Shan was a little overwhelmed: "Second father, you have watched me grow up since I was a child, don't you know how many catties and taels your nephew has?" â
"I don't know!" Wu Libi had a tiger face: "Nephew and daughter-in-law"
Originally, she was going to say that she had found one after another. gave the Wu family a bad mouth, and when he saw Geng Maohua present, he couldn't say anything.
At this time. The little one in her arms whispered, "Mom, I want to pee!" â
The two of them immediately asked the servant to send them to the toilet, and finally freed Wushan.
As for Xu Xiaoming, he had already gone out. Because as one of the organizers, he wants to award the third runner-up.
I don't know how he and Uncle Six arranged it, but seeing the audience voting, the people in the box were still a little nervous.
"After the voting session. The results are all in! Zheng Shaoqiu quipped: "Brother Hua, why do you say I'm more nervous than the singer himself?" â
"No way!" Chow Yunhua teased: "This year's Hong Kong Island Voice, the man is handsome." The beauty of women should have the type you like. â
"Now the result is in my hands!" Wang Mingquan exclaimed: "Wow, my God, the number of votes for the champion is so much higher than that of the runner-up and the third runner-up?" â
"That can't be helped." Zhang Delan smiled slightly: "Fortunately." She wasn't a singer of the same era as us, otherwise, I would have to sell fish balls. â
"No, no, no!" She pretended to fan: "Qiu Guan, it's better for you to start announcing, my heart is still beating now." â
"You all bully honest people!" Zheng Shaoqiu turned his back to the other three: "Okay, now I announce that the third runner-up is"
Qiu Guan still has the potential to be a host, and deliberately lengthens his voice.
"Alright. Autumn Official! Wang Mingquan lightly snorted: "Don't hang the appetite of the audience and friends!" â
"Zhang Xueyou! Congratulations! Qiu Guan glanced at the nervous young man.
"Do you have anything to tell you?" Wang Mingquan let Mike out.
"I've loved singing since I was a child," the young Zhang Xueyou kept wiping the beads of sweat on his forehead: "I didn't expect it at all." If you participate in one session, you will be awarded. â
"Thank you to my instructor, Mr. Loewen, for correcting my extreme vocal style when singing and choosing such a good song for me."
"Thank you Yanhuang Satellite TV for giving me such an opportunity and signing a contract with me."
"Thank you to everyone who supported me, thank you!"
He bowed solemnly and did not raise his head for a long time.
The microphone can only stand there, and it can't move.
Liu Defa went up and pulled gently, signaling him to occupy all the positions of the four microphones.
"Youzai's speech reminds me of the era when I first stepped on the stage!" Zhou Runhua sighed: "Although I am acting, the feeling of facing the camera for the first time is the same. â
"I can't think of it, Brother Hua!" Zhang Delan threw her winks like a nymphomaniac: "Brother Hua is also embarrassed by such a powerful brother?" â
"It's the same for everyone!" Zhou Runhua hurriedly took the topic back: "I'll announce the runner-up." Don't, Ah Lan or you should announce it. â
"I said what's going on, it turns out that our brother Hua can't stand that the champion is not a man." Zhang Delan smiled: "That's right, the runner-up is Liu Defa, Fa Tsai!" Congratulations! â
Liu Defa's face changed greatly, he originally thought that he might be the champion.
"Thank you to my mentor, my family," he bowed sadly, "I'm sorry to disappoint you." â
"Fat boy, be strong!" His mentor Ye Zhentang stepped forward: "You didn't lose, because you are still young!" â
Liu Defa's shoulders were still twitching, and he gave way under the persuasion of his mentor.
"That's right!" Zheng Shaoqiu announced loudly: "Let's cheer the champion's name together, she is"
"Bell!"
The voices made by the four presenters and the audience together were deafening.
At this time, an abrupt children's voice sounded: "It's my sister!" â
"Huh?" Wang Mingquan's beautiful eyes flashed: "Bell, is that your brother or sister?" â
Tan Jinling in the center of the stage was stunned, she didn't expect Cong Ying to be shouting.
These days, she has put Afula Zhuang Ding together with a huge team of fans.
In her heart, how she hopes that at this moment, her family can come to cheer her on.
"It's my brother!" Jin Ling sobbed: "I didn't expect him to rush back to Hong Kong Island from the northwest of the mainland." â
Because she was very excited, the host also considerately did not let Jin Ling speak again.
"Okay, please ask Mr. Xu Xiaoming, the president of Yanhuang TV, to present the award to Zhang Xueyou, the third runner-up!"
Youzai's family background is not very good, and he was overjoyed to get the opportunity to work in Yanhuang, and happily accepted the trophy.
"Mr. Shao Yifu of TVB is invited to present the award to the runner-up!"
Sixth Uncle and Liu Defa had no expression on their faces, and even their smiles were squeezed out.
"Yikes!" At this time, Qiu Guan showed the note he had just received to the other three people.
The four of them looked at each other and shouted together: "Please ask Mr. Xiao to present the award to the champion winner!" â
What the? Wu Shan was a little stunned.
He didn't know if it was Xu Xiaoming's or Sixth Uncle's idea.
"Uncle Jianguo, you can go." After thinking about it, he shirked.
"What are you afraid of?" Wu Libi said angrily: "Who on the mainland watches Hong Kong Island TV." â
"Hurry up and get the makeup artist here!" Wu Jianguo instructed: "Try to get older!" â
Seeing that no one had shown up, the audience shouted in unison: "Little Mister! Little sir! â
When Jin Ling saw the familiar tall figure appear, she recognized it at a glance even though it was middle-aged.
"Daddy!" She couldn't bear it anymore, and threw herself into Wushan's arms all of a sudden. (To be continued......)