Chapter 208: Pig Arch Cabbage
Ten minutes later.
All support ticket rises stopped!
At this moment,
The results of the Top Ten Golden Melody Awards are out, and the song with the highest number of support votes is "Nocturne" sung by Sun Qingxuan and Chen Ming.
Really!
The song received the highest number of votes.
The artists present all had a strange feeling in their hearts, feeling that this result was both reasonable and unreasonable.
The reason is that the quality of "Nocturne" really crushed the audience;
But the unreasonable thing is that the quota is set, why has "Nocturne" risen again?
Backstage of the celebration.
The staff breathed a sigh of relief: "Mr. Fang, the number of our fans has not continued to fall." ”
That's the good news.
But what about the fans who have already been closed?
From the time they started to act to the final support vote results, less than half an hour passed, but in this half hour, nearly 100 million real fans evaporated out of thin air.
Looking at the number of fans on Huabo, Fang was always a little annoyed.
It's a big loss!
This 100 million active fans will need to operate for a long time before it slowly rises again.
"It's my turn to take the stage."
Ding Xiao tidied up his attire and put a professional smirk on his face.
Mr. Fang nodded: "After you go up, you can just follow the method you just said, and tell them that this is an innovation in the celebration." ”
"Especially the importance of the Hall of Fame, you have to make it clear."
Ding Xiao didn't say anything, the artists in the audience were already a little restless, and he needed to hurry up and control the scene.
A few seconds later.
Ding Xiao walked onto the stage from the backstage, his voice still full of enthusiasm.
"Artists, audience friends in front of the camera, this is the scene of the celebration."
"After a day of fierce chases, all of our 32 song support votes have been exhausted."
"Look at the big screen!"
Ding Xiao moved his position out of the way to avoid blocking the shooting angle of the camera.
Offstage.
Some kings and queens can't sit still.
What's going on?
I obviously spent a lot of money, why didn't I make it to the top 10?
didn't make it into the top ten, so how could you win the top ten Golden Melody Awards?
Ding Xiao's eyes moved slightly, and he saw the restlessness of the artists in the audience, but now is not the time, because he has to give priority to the feelings of the audience in front of the camera.
After a while, Ding Xiao smiled and said, "There are some changes in this year's Top Ten Golden Melody Awards, me."
On behalf of the festival organizers, a detailed explanation was given to each artist. ”
Variation?
All the artists looked stunned, and seemed to be a little surprised by what Ding Xiao said.
"Starting from this celebration, we will set up the China Entertainment Hall of Fame, and all artists who have won the Golden Melody Award can be inducted into the Hall of Fame."
"In addition, we have canceled the on-site awarding of Golden Melody Award trophies, and after the celebration, we will customize trophies for their artists, and the trophies can be crowned with signatures, mottos, etc."
"This year's Golden Melody Awards are particularly competitive, so we have temporarily decided to increase the number of Golden Melody Awards to 11."
"The eleven artists who won the Golden Melody Award will be the first batch of artists to be inducted into the Hall of Fame."
After some explanation, everyone suddenly realized.
I have to say, the organizers will play!
As you can imagine, this method is definitely a temporary method that the organizers have come up with, which can not only promote the new gimmick of the Hall of Fame, but also avoid the embarrassment of not having enough trophies.
With a little bit of operation, the so-called Hall of Fame will definitely become another honor comparable to the Golden Melody Awards.
Fang Shu was surprised in his heart.
The organizers are really clever in this method.
However, he still felt a little pity in his heart, if Sun Qingxuan didn't win the Golden Melody Award, how good it would be.
At the moment, it seems that the organizers should not be able to withstand the pressure of the Internet and choose to compromise.
Ding Xiao glanced at the audience, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he saw that Sun Qingxuan and Chen Ming's seats were empty.
Got out early?
Ding Xiao originally planned to let eleven artists take photos on stage to commemorate the occasion.
But Sun Qingxuan's departure made him dispel this idea.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the Golden Melody Award will be announced on the official blog of the celebration later, and we will customize the trophy as soon as possible and send it to each artist."
"The Point Guard Is Here"
"Before we know it, our musical celebration is coming to an end."
"Yesterday, we saw a lot of new artists with unlimited potential and hard work, and today, 32 kings and queens are showing their extraordinary musical charm."
"Hopefully, we'll see you next year!"
As soon as the words fell, a grand curtain rang out at the scene.
The melody is elegant and exciting, symbolizing the official end of this year's musical celebration.
Starting tomorrow, it's the turn of the film and television celebration to begin.
The two festivals are not hosted by the same party, and the film and television festivals receive extra attention from national television, which is even more important.
But these have nothing to do with Chen Ming.
The musical celebration is over.
Although this incident caused quite a stir on Huabo, it was still not as hot as the topic of Chen Ming's birthday.
Especially the blessings of artists from all walks of life, so that Chen Ming's popularity was directly detonated.
Ten o'clock in the evening.
Chen Ming was lying on the bed, still thinking about what Su Wen said in his mind.
Dreams need to be persevered!
If it can be easily achieved, it is not called a dream.
Chen Ming is an optimist.
After thinking about this, the unhappiness in my heart dissipated a lot.
Suddenly, Chen Ming thought of a video that Han Bingbing had sent to his mobile phone.
Click on it and take a look, inside is a video of blessing quotations recorded by all the children in the orphanage for him.
The appearance of these children is very immature, and each child's face is filled with joyful smiles, and through the background of the video, Chen Ming sees the weathered and old accommodation building.
It's time to put orphanage renovation on the agenda!
With the balance in his hand, it should be enough.
That's right!
There is also the matter of buying watches for Li Chong and others, and I can't forget it.
Thinking of this, Chen Ming made a call to Li Chong, only to know that they had already returned to Cloud City.
Some time ago, Chen Ming had been in a very busy state, and Mu Tianyun and the others were afraid of disturbing Chen Ming, so they did not notify when they returned to Cloud City.
Chen Ming couldn't help but be a little moved.
After chatting with Li Chong for a while, the two hung up the phone.
This night, Chen Ming slept peacefully.
He didn't even want to log in to Huabo to take a look.
What he needs now is a good rest, and Chen Ming doesn't want to pay attention to the things on the Internet for the time being.
Following.
Chen Ming hugged the beautiful woman in his arms, he was used to it.
Su Rou always sneaks in in the middle of the night.
Feng Yiping just asked Chen Ming to go to the TV station today to discuss the filming of the special episode, but did not say the specific time.
Chen Ming wanted to finish filming the special as soon as possible and try not to procrastinate.
Therefore, Chen Ming ran to the TV station early in the morning.
And when Su Rou woke up, she found that she was alone in bed.
Rubbing her sleepy eyes, Su Rou walked out of Chen Ming's room in a daze.
It happened that at this time, Su Wen slowly walked downstairs with a copy of yesterday's newspaper.
For a moment, the father and daughter looked at each other.
Su Wen glanced upstairs in astonishment, and then looked at Su Rou again: "Rourou, you .........."
Finished!
Could it be that my daughter has been arched by a pig?