Variety shows, backstage of Tomorrow's Son.

Zhang Fan held the guitar, looked at the director in front of him in a daze, checked the memories that erupted in his head, and felt so unreal, he just took a nap in the preparation room, and after waking up, countless memories were stuffed into his mind.

There are countless songs, countless movies and televisions, countless novels, and countless anime, all of which pour into my mind.

Of course, and most importantly, the memory of a person with the same name and surname as himself also entered his mind. The key is that person is still the film and television singer, the absolute top-notch, and at the end of his memory, this person has already directed and acted in several popular works, which means that this person is still a director.

It's just that in the next moment, Zhang Fan's other feeling came to his heart again, why is he here, because he was diagnosed with stomach cancer, he should be lying on the operating bed in the tumor hospital at the moment, what is wrong with him, another memory suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was a teenager, graduated from nursing school for a year, worked as a medical nurse in a hospital called a tumor hospital, usually had nothing to do with self-taught guitar, tried to write songs, this time he came to Tomorrow's son because he wanted to be a scumbag, drunk and lying on the knees of beautiful women, and from time to time he changed the type of beauty to exchange feelings.

It's just that in the position of hospital nursing, you can see your future at a glance, he has to control the power of the world, and the wish of a drunk beauty on his knees is absolutely impossible to realize, so he is not willing to be lonely, and after seeing the competition system of the son of tomorrow, he is very confident in his appearance, so he participated in the selection of the son of tomorrow.

Zhang Fan, a body with a young soul, with his handsome appearance, participated in the Shengshi beauty track when his singing skills and musical instrument skills were amateur, and he actually broke into the top 12, not to mention that the appearance of this body is against the sky, but now there is a brawl between the three tracks, which is not necessarily very dominant, and the singer who lives in the same house also secretly told himself that it is said that behind the show of the son of tomorrow, there is the shadow of capital, and they want to praise the signed artists of their own company, and the champions and runners-up have all been decidedIf that's the case, it's really not easy to win.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fanyi reached out and took out the song he had reported to be sung from his jacket pocket, and watched it again, water, it's too watery, if you use this song to win a promotion, it's hopeless at all, not to mention that there is a label competition behind, it seems that you have to come up with something.

Zhang Fan nodded to the executive director in front of him, and then said, "Let's go, director, I'm ready!" After speaking, he followed the director who led the way to the studio.

The two memories are merging, it is the body of a twenty-two-year-old boy, accelerating the soul of a twenty-two-year-old boy, and suddenly breaking into a forty-five-year-old soul, and now the memory of this forty-two-year-old Zhang Fan dominates.

After all, he is a man in his forties, and he used to be brilliant, although he finally retired from the circle due to illness, but after all, he has experienced a lot, and he has already looked down on everything, just think about the debts that this young body is now carrying, an empty wallet, a few months of rent and several credit cards have been overdrawn, and he is still applying for a new credit card, forty-two-year-old Zhang Fan still decided to come to power, and he also wants to win the promotion, after all, as long as he wins, he can have an income of several thousand yuan, and he needs to solve the urgent need, At least you can pay the rent, and this month's living expenses will be enough.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan, who was walking forward with the director, looked at the time on the electronic watch he bought for twelve yuan on his wrist, and suddenly said to the director next to him: "Director Peng, there is still half an hour before the start of the live broadcast, I need a few minutes to use the computer to check the information, you see?" ”

When Director Peng heard Zhang Fan's words, he also raised his hand to look at the time, and then said: "Hurry up Zhang Fan, there will be a live broadcast at eight o'clock, and there is still half an hour, but we have to prepare in advance, give you ten minutes at most, and you must come to the studio to gather after ten minutes, as for the computer, you go to Xiao Wang to use his notebook, so hurry up." After speaking, he didn't care about Zhang Fan anymore, Director Peng left directly, it seems that he didn't come to call Zhang Fan.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Fan came to the studio with the printed song in his arms, and at this moment Zhang Fan was relieved, everything was done, and he waited for the stage to be held.

When he came to the studio, Zhang Fan said hello to the director and several star promoters again, and then went on stage and stood behind Yang Xing promoter, taking advantage of the fact that there was still a little time before the start of the live broadcast, Zhang Fan lowered his head and recalled the song again in his mind.

In the memory of the original owner of this body, in the music scene of this world, there is no song that I just wrote, and I have just checked the music registration copyright platform, and there is indeed no information about this song, so I used this song myself, anyway, after I just finished writing, I have registered the copyright.

At this moment, another gaze swept in front of Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan seemed to feel it, and suddenly looked up, just staring at that gaze.

It was Yang Xing's eyes, looking at himself intently, Zhang Fan glanced back calmly, and then said, "Teacher, is there something?" ”

Yang Xing looked at Zhang Fan, who was calmly talking to him in front of him, as if he was a little different from before, although he was still as handsome and handsome as before, but he always had a feeling of wanting to pounce when he saw the child before, like a little beast in estrus.

And now, she can no longer see a trace of desire in Zhang Fan's eyes, her whole eyes are like a deep pool, and she can't see the bottom, and the surface of the lake is indeed calm and waveless, making people unable to understand what he is thinking.

"Zhang Fan, you have a good image, are you interested in developing in the film and television industry?" Yang Xing looked at Zhang Fan's handsome appearance and asked in a low voice, only the other team member on the side could hear it.

Zhao Tianyu turned his head to look at the two of them without words, but Zhang Fan could see the envy, jealousy and hatred in his little eyes, but Zhang Fan.

I only heard Zhang Fan say: "Thank you, mentor, I can only sing, I'm afraid I can't do the filming industry?" ”

"In my play this time, there is a male character of the third male in it, which is very suitable for you." Tutor Yang looked at Zhang Fan while speaking, only to see that Zhang Fan heard his words of invitation again, his eyes suddenly changed, and he no longer looked at himself, but lowered his head to look at his white and tender long legs.

Tutor Yang's eyes changed, and he looked at Zhang Fan carefully.

At this time, Zhang Fan's body was being dominated by the twenty-two-year-old Zhang Fan at this time, and his mind was full of Mentor Yang's white and tender long legs, and whether he would be popular and rich if he accepted this role.

Mentor Yang looked at Zhang Fan, who was distracted, and called out again: "Zhang Fan? ”

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, his eyes were certain, and he hurriedly stopped to look at Mentor Yang's long legs. "Okay, Mr. Yang, if you say I can do it, I will definitely do it, when will you start filming and tell me in advance."

"Well, I'll get my help to contact you later, the recording is about to start, get ready." Tutor Yang spoke, then turned his head and stopped looking at Zhang Fan.

At this time, Zhong Tianyu leaned over, hugged Zhang Fan with a smile and said, "Brother will be developed in the future, but remember to carry him!" ”

Zhang Fan smiled and said a few words easily, and then the recording began, Zhang Fan didn't say anything anymore, and walked to the waiting area backstage, after all, this is twelve into ten, and the beginning of this game is to sing a song together among the twelve people of the competition, although this song is really not very good.

As the lights on the stage come on, the countdown begins at the back of the stage.

"Ten."

"Nine."

"Eight. ...”

Finally in the last sentence. "One." The sound of the words sounded, and Zhang Fan mechanically followed the team to the stage, but he was a little uncomfortable, so he could only follow and dance mechanically, mechanically singing songs that had already been rehearsed, like a marionette.

Finally, the song and dance were finished, the lights on the stage were turned on, and Zhang Fan and his party of twelve people stood behind their respective mentors.

And Zhang Dada, who walked to the stage, has already begun to walk to the stage and began to introduce the new rules of this scene. After all, he is a professional host, and his mouth is still very slippery.

Speaking of which, it is nothing more than a two-person duel, according to the results of the candid shooting of the audience outside the venue, the first one with the lowest number of votes will go on the field, select an opponent after playing, and then exclude the two people who have played on the court on the next level, and let the one with the lowest support rate outside the field play again and select the opponent.

The winner of the match advances directly, while the loser enters a pending match to eliminate the two.

The rules of the game are very simple, it is the promotion system, there are not many places to vote, the three star promoters have one vote per person, one vote for the audience in the venue, and one vote for the audience outside the venue, it seems that there is no room for operation, in fact, haha.

Twenty-two-year-old Zhang Fan, how would he know these things, he has not been beaten by society, he has not experienced the prosperity of the entertainment industry, he still looks at the realm of mountains in front of him, he still feels very fair at this moment, but now there are not many people left, and this game no longer needs him as a-stirring stick.

I only heard Zhang Dada say: "Let's see the ranking of the off-site support rate as of just now, please display it on the big screen." ”

As soon as Zhang Da finished speaking, he saw that the big screen behind the stage directly displayed twelve rectangular grids, and the first grid was flipped over, showing a photo of a contestant, as well as his name and number of votes, Meng Zikun, more than six million votes.

There are a lot of votes, of course, it is not Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan in the last issue is barely promoted, and it is impossible to rank too high.

Then the rectangular screen began to display the reversal animation, one by one the contestants appeared on the rectangular screen, Zhang Fan was the last one, the young Zhang Fan and the forty-two-year-old Zhang Fan had two memories that had been expected, and now Zhang Fan has also prepared new songs, although this variety show is not a pure music audition, but Zhang Fan can be promoted mainly because Zhang Fan is handsome.