Qiao Bai snorted coldly: "Pan Wenbo, put away your villain's dewillful face!" I know you're behind the scenes, and quietly inform those celebrities that this show won't last long. That's why they declined my invitation...... Even in the matter of collecting songs, you have not used any less means. However, my Qiao Bai's character is not to admit defeat until the end. "I Write You Sing" As long as it doesn't come to the end, I will never give up! In addition, I am not familiar with you, please call me Qiao Bai, or Team Leader Qiao! ”

Pan Wenbo shook his head and said, "Oh, yes...... I just like how unruly you feel. What would you do if I told you that the station just decided that your show would have to be taken off the shelves next week? ”

"What?!" Qiao Bai got up suddenly!

Pan Wenbo smiled proudly: "Don't look at me like that, this is Taili's decision." After all, the station's resources are also limited, and it must be concentrated to make better programs. If it weren't for the fact that the relationship between you and me is not bad, I wouldn't have given you this week's time.

Work hard, a week, hahaha...... I'm really curious what you can come up with.

Of course, you can give up, or come into my arms, and I promise, you will have more time and resources. ”

"Get out!" Qiao Bai sent the guest directly.

Pan Wenbo was not angry, but said coldly: "There is always a time when you beg me, I will wait for you!" ”

After speaking, Pan Wenbo went out humming a little song.

As soon as Pan Wenbo left, Qiao Bai sat down on the chair dejectedly.

What can you do in a week, in a week?

Almost nothing can be done!

She couldn't even rehearse the rehearsal, let alone make the post-editing......

At this time, Wang Peng rushed in, and he said excitedly: "Team leader, I heard that ......"

Qiao Bai waved his hand and said, "Inform everyone, the plan has changed, we won't do editing, do live broadcast!" ”

"What? Do live streaming?! Wang Peng screamed.

All variety shows at home and abroad are almost rehearsed, filmed in advance, or even filmed several times, and then edited together through post-editing, so as to achieve the program effect.

Live variety shows?

They haven't done it, and no one has done it!

This is crazy......

Qiao Bai nodded affirmatively, and his eyes gradually sharpened: "Yes, do a live broadcast!" I don't believe that the show I created will lose to those damn capital! ”

……

"Apprentices, I'm going on a business trip for my teacher!" Fang Zheng kicked open the door of his house, stood triumphantly, and laughed.

In the yard, the lone wolf hiding under the tree to enjoy the shade lazily raised the dog's head, the squirrel on the tree pulled a leaf and looked at Fang Zheng curiously, the salted fish basking in the sun on the roof glanced at him, the red boy who was squatting on the edge of the bitter spring to drink water looked back at him, and the monkey who tirelessly swept the fallen leaves and the occasional flying sand floating in was the most well-behaved, stood up straight, held the broom, and folded his hands and said: "Amitabha, Master, I don't have time to go out." ”

When the other disciples heard this, they hurriedly raised their hands: "Master, we are not free either!" ”

Fang Zheng's face immediately darkened, but then he sneered: "Are you sure? This time it's not about going to the door, it's that your master is going to be a big star! ”

Originally, I thought that everyone would have a snack, but it turned out that a group of apprentices should eat and drink, and bask in the sun......

Salted fish pouted and said, "You used to be as popular as a star, aren't you also poor?" A few hungry ......."

The others nodded.

The monkey still folded his hands: "Master, I'm not free. ”

Fang Zheng's face was black, and he yelled: "This time is different, this time there is a package of food, accommodation and air tickets, the whole process is accompanied by a young lady, the lighting stage, and the national live broadcast!" ”

After Fang Zheng finished shouting, he felt that his body sank, especially his pants fell down!

He quickly pulled his pants and looked down, only to see salted fish, red boys, and squirrels all hanging on them! The three guys stared at him with big watery eyes, and said in unison, "Master, I'll go with you!" ”

The lone wolf on the side sat there, arching his head and rubbing at Fang Zheng: "Master, it's so dangerous to go out, you need a bodyguard." ”

Fang Zheng looked at the monkey again, only his old monk was in general meditation, tepid, not in a hurry, sweeping the yard, after sweeping a leaf several times without sweeping it into the monkey, he threw the broom with a hideous face, and scolded: "What a, delay things!" ”

Then he bent down and pouted his buttocks, picked up the leaves and threw them into the stalks, and shouted at Fang Zheng: "Master, I'm done, I'm done, I'm free!" ”

Fang Zheng just wanted to praise the monkey for not being shocked by honor and disgrace, and his Zen heart was stable, but when he saw such a scene, he suddenly felt powerless, and he suddenly felt that his own temple was really a fake temple! Nothing serious!

"Okay, let go, the old rules, for the sake of fairness, who will follow the teacher in his heart. Purify your mind and pack your things! After Fang Zheng finished speaking, he turned around and jumped into the classic car.

Jingxin jumped seven or eight meters high when he heard this, turned over a few times, and rushed into the backyard to clean up his things.

After running a few steps, he came back to his senses: "Master, what are we all carrying?" ”

Fang Zheng was also in a daze, yes, what are you bringing?

Finally, he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, don't bring anything, let's go!" ”

So, one person and one demon drove a classic car in the direction of Fangtang Village with black smoke all the way to Fangtang Village under the envious and jealous eyes of a group of apprentices who were not human.

I took a ride in the village to the county seat, then transferred to the high-speed rail, and went all the way south.

Because the TV station paid in advance, Fang Zheng had money in his hand, and his walking posture was much erect.

The red boy shouted as he walked: "Master, you finally have money, let's have a good meal when we get to the place, right?" ”

Fang Zheng touched his head: "There is not much money, just eat delicious food, wait for the place, if you are really bored, the teacher can take you to the playground to play." ”

The red boy thought of the last time he said that he was going to the playground, but the thief took him to ride the happy sheep and sheep for an afternoon, and suddenly sneered: "Forget it...... I grew up. ”

As soon as he walked out of the subway, Fang Zheng heard a burst of music, and the familiar melody made Fang Zheng stunned!

Following the prestige, I saw a young man with glasses sitting cross-legged on the ground in the subway station, holding a guitar, playing and singing softly.

The box in front of him with a guitar was open, and there were dozens of dollars in change inside.

"Hey, it's him again." At this time, a young man next to him chuckled.

Fang Zheng immediately grabbed the other party: "Amitabha, donor, that donor is often like this?" ”

The young man smiled: "He, not so often, almost every day, but the time is not necessarily when." I heard that it was a male nurse from the hospital next door. The voice is very good, but unfortunately, it can't be long, and it's destined to not be able to eat the bowl of rice of the star. ”

Hearing this, Fang Zheng carefully looked at the young singer, his hair was slightly long, his eyes were small, his lips were thin, and his face was slightly round, not ugly, but a little immature. Although he looked ahead, his eyes were obviously dilated, as if he was caught up in his song, and he couldn't see the people and things in front of him at all.

said that he was singing here, but it was better to say that he was just a person here, and his heart had already flown to the music and didn't know where to go. He may not be here to make a living, but simply enjoying the freedom of no one to control here......

After all, not everyone has a place to practice with good sound insulation.

"Donor, what song does this donor sing?" Fang Zheng asked.

The young man thought for a while: "It's all folk songs and other songs, which are very nice and heartfelt...... However, there are too many people who sing well these days, and if they want to become popular with this, either their parents are orphans and have to be supported by the owner, or the handsome ones can eat with their faces, and the fans are hard. Otherwise, talent alone is useless. Don't talk about it, there are still things to deal with, so let's go first. ”

Fang Zheng looked at the back of the other party's departure, and then didn't leave, just stood opposite the young singer, listening to his song.

As the young man said, the songs of young singers are all folk songs, and his voice is not very outstanding, but there is a kind of magic that can sing folk songs to the heart and make people fall into a burst of memories.

The reason why Fang Zheng felt familiar was because his voice and tune were very similar to the song "If I Become Rich One Day" handed in by Fang Zheng. It's not like a tune, it's like that feeling!

At this moment, Fangzheng's mobile phone rang, and it was Wang Peng urging Fangzheng.

Fang Zheng patted the red boy's head and walked towards the young singer, squatting down, he did not leave, but quietly waited for the young man to finish singing the song, his eyes refocused, and gradually brightened.

Although this young man is not brilliant, his eyes give people a sense of seeing through the vicissitudes of life, but his heart is very peaceful.

This is a teenager who has a heart that has been through vicissitudes for a long time and is full of contradictions.

The man was also stunned when he saw Fang Zheng, obviously he didn't expect that there would be a monk squatting in front of him to listen to him sing.

The two looked at each other, then both smiled.

Fang Zheng didn't say any polite words of Amitabha Buddha, and asked directly: "Donor, what do you call it?" ”

The man said, "My name is ......."

Before the man could finish speaking, a figure rushed in front of Fang Zheng, anxiously took Fang Zheng's hand and said, "Abbot Fangzheng, you are here!" Let's go, everyone is waiting for you. ”

Fang Zheng wanted to talk to the young singer more, but Wang Peng pulled him, and everyone was waiting for you, so he had to leave with Wang Peng.

On the way, Wang Peng explained the rules of the program to Fang Zheng while walking.

"The rules are simple, you only write the songs, and we'll arrange for someone to sing them. There are 12 groups in the first phase, with two people in each group, for a total of 24 people.

Among these 24 people, our mentor will select the song first, and whoever is selected by the mentor will be directly included in the mentor team.

We have eight mentors, and each mentor can choose three songs per session, which is three contestants.

Then there is a week-long training period, and finally there is the PK stage of singing on stage.

The two mentors took the stage, chose their own songs, and sang three songs in duet, which was a best-of-three system.

The results are determined by the referee, the media selector and the audience.

Of course, the core purpose of this program is not to promote the mentor's singing skills, but to promote everyone's songs, so if you have a desirable singer, you can also contact yourself, as long as they are willing to come, our program team welcomes it, and gives the same appearance fee as other mentors.

They will automatically be included in the group of mentors who choose your songs, but when they sing, they will sing it, not the mentors. ”

Fang Zheng rolled his eyes, the program team must be looking for stars with good singing skills, and he didn't have the ability to invite stars to help him sing.

And Founder believes that the players who can come to participate in the audition basically do not have this strength.

Therefore, this article is mostly a decoration. ”

While the two were talking, they had already walked into the recording studio.

At this moment, there were already many people sitting in the studio, and when they saw Fang Zheng coming in, some people cast curious glances. Apparently, a monk was a little curious about the singing competition.

Fang Zheng smiled at everyone and folded his hands to say hello.

At this moment, Fang Zheng felt a fierce gaze with a bit of resentment sweeping over.

Fang Zheng frowned and looked, only to see a man with long hair and slightly chubby clothes in the front row looking at him with unkind eyes.

Fang Zheng immediately flipped through his memories in his mind, and was very sure that he didn't know this person. Haven't even seen this guy!

I haven't seen it, why is this man so hostile to him?

This really made Fang Zheng a little puzzled.

Wang Peng also saw the man's unkind eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Master, do you know Tao Kai?" ”

Fang Zheng shook his head: "I don't know, I haven't seen it." ”

Wang Penghu looked at Fang Zheng suspiciously, obviously he didn't believe that the two didn't know each other, otherwise he couldn't explain why Tao Kai's cannibalistic gaze came.

At this time, someone called Wang Peng over, Wang Teng motioned to Fang Zheng to sit casually, and then admonished: "Master, that Tao Kai has a lot of origin, whether you recognize it or not, it's better not to provoke." We can't afford to mess with him......"

After speaking, Wang Peng left.

Fang Zheng wiped his nose, his face was inexplicable, he really didn't know that Tao Kai.

After Wang Peng left, Tao Kai also retracted his gaze, but the resentment contained in the last glimpse was extremely heavy, and it felt as if Fang Zheng had dug up their ancestral grave, and it was not a common thing!

However, the other party retracted his gaze, and Fang Zheng didn't want to ask why, this time his purpose was very clear, make money, make money, make money!

"Are you really a monk?" Fang Zheng just sat down, and a man with the same bald head next to him came over, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a smell of wine came to him, Fang Zheng immediately frowned, but then teased: "Yes, the donor wants to become a monk?" ”

"No, no, no...... I can't calm down with six roots, so I don't have to become a monk. It's just that I didn't expect you, a monk, to participate in such a layman's business. The man's red face turned even redder, and he hurriedly waved his hand to refuse, and then stretched out a hand and said, "My name is Feng Dewen, and my stage name is Fengren." What is the name of the master? ”

Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said: "Poor monk Fangzheng, stage name is also called Fangzheng." ”

Feng Dewen was speechless for a while, but he didn't care, he didn't seem to drink less, he seemed a little excited, and he was especially able to talk.

After the two chatted for a while, Fang Zheng asked, "Donor, do you know the donor in front?" ”