Chapter 1 "Rising Stars of Tomorrow"
[Saving lives in the air]
【brain depository】
"The props team will check the stage equipment for the last time, hurry up!"
In the "Rising Star of Tomorrow" variety show group, Wang Hongrui, the president's planner and head of the election management group, frowned, and kept calling names, with a little impatience in his voice.
"The judges and teachers will arrive in 10 minutes, and the recording will officially begin in 15 minutes."
"I don't need to tell you the importance of the show! You all need to cheer up!"
"Roger that!"
There were bursts of echoes.
Wang Hongrui nodded slightly, picked up the thick audition resume folder on the table, turned around and left, and began to inspect the preparations of the track players.
The popularity is extremely high, and the highly anticipated third season of "Tomorrow's Rising Star" is about to start recording. As the president, Wang Hongrui is under great pressure.
The recording venue is very large and a lot of effort was put into designing the stage.
In each sub-regional track, the newcomers have already made preparations.
Some are playing with their mobile phones, pretending to be relaxed, some are playing with accessories on their bodies, absent-minded, and some are opening their voices, warming up, or adjusting the pitch of the piano, looking confident.
But without exception, they were all nervous.
"Hiss feels so depressing."
A yellow-haired man who seemed to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, and still a little out of his childishness, behaved even worse, with sweat dripping from his forehead, his eyes were erratic, and he looked around randomly.
An expression of nervousness was visible to the naked eye.
Perhaps because he really couldn't help it, the wandering-eyed Huang Mao finally spoke up to talk to the calm and silent elder brother beside him.
"Brother, what do you think? Brother, what are you doing?"
When the eyes actually fell on the elder brother beside him, Huang Mao froze suddenly, and the tension faded a lot.
This eldest brother, who seems to be only about 20 years old, has a short hair, is fair and clean, with bright lights shining in his big eyes, and a little smile makes people feel like a spring breeze.
In Huang Mao's opinion, if it were placed in a more ordinary talent show, he might be able to get away with it just because of his face.
Although it is a competitive relationship, the warm temperament and sunny appearance still make it difficult for Huangmao to become hostile.
It's just that the eldest brother's behavior doesn't seem to be in line with the environment.
There are three thick books stacked on his knees, while flipping through the books, making marks, and writing something quickly in the notebook.
If you look carefully, you can only recognize the staff printed on the notebook and the treble and bass clefs in front of it. The rest is full of ghost symbols.
,,, §,, ▂ In these symbols, various small tadpoles are free.
The titles of other books seen from the side made Huang Mao feel a little unclear.
"Zimbardo General Psychology"
"Contemporary Chinese literary and art development policies and the reality and solutions for the reform and development of Chinese performing arts troupes."
He carefully stretched his head and looked at the content of the book that his elder brother was reading. There was a line of big words on the chapter.
【Counterpoint and Fugue】
This scene is simply too inconsistent with the surrounding environment! ! This made Huang Mao feel like a student who crammed before the exam a long time ago when he was still in junior high school.
It’s just that this is a variety show! !
The judges will not test your theoretical knowledge "Brother, what are you doing looking at these?"
"Ok?"
He realized that the yellow hair next to him was talking to him.
Li Jinglin raised his head, looked at Huang Mao's surprised face, smiled politely, and replied in a very friendly manner.
"Ah, sorry, just reviewing."
"review?!"
"Are you reviewing here?"
Hearing this, Huang Mao's face was full of suspicion, and he couldn't help but raise his voice slightly.
Brother, I suspect you are pretending.
"Yeah, I'm used to it."
Li Jinglin nodded slightly, and spoke softly, with a smile on his face that didn't seem to feel offended by Huang Mao's tone.
"Habit?"
Huangmao pouted.
It's really a bit disconcerting.
But after glancing at the contents of Li Jinglin's book again, he felt a little confused.
can't read.
Completely incomprehensible.
"Brother, you can still read such an obscure book, and you're really not nervous at all on this occasion?"
The auditions are about to start, and I’m still reading this book He even took notes! The notes even made it so much more spicy! !
Is this really heartless, or did he not take the audition seriously? !
"nervous?"
"Why are you nervous? For the performance, nervousness is of no use, but it will interfere with your performance."
Hearing this, Li Jinglin looked at Huang Mao in surprise.
Slowly shook his head.
"The content of the performance is related to your daily accumulation. There is no need to worry about the content."
"As for the state of the performance, the fullness of the performance, in addition to the daily life, it also depends on the emotions when you are on the stage. Only being nervous at the critical moment will make it difficult to fully express what you have accumulated on weekdays."
He patted Huang Mao's back lightly, and his bright eyes revealed an expression of encouragement.
"Relax, don't be nervous, trust yourself, don't be disturbed by too many external factors, immerse yourself in the emotion of the work, and just do what you need to do!"
Huang Mao nodded in a daze.
realized.
Although Huangmao can't say the words "Buying ministers pay their salaries, hoeing with scriptures, and reading for more than three years" But I still feel that this may be the difference between Xueba and himself.
He didn't seem to be pretending to be B before!
But the realm has arrived!
This is probably a real god! "Big brother!"
Huang Mao always felt that the big brother in front of him was probably the old man Ring in the web novel.
The opportunity has come!
Will the day finally come for me to take off? !
"Is this the daily accumulation of confidence?!"
"Yes, reading and studying should be purposeful, but there should be no utilitarian purpose of learning for the sake of learning. For people like me who have no talent, daily accumulation and review, and repeated accumulation are more important."
Li Jinglin chuckled, like he was half joking, but he seemed serious.
"The attitude before the performance is very important, but this attitude is not the tension before the performance, but the practice of the work earlier."
"Cultivating the habit of accumulation will be very easy. On the contrary, when the book is used, you will hate less and want to learn it all, which will make people more resistant to learning."
"Diligence can make up for one's weakness. This diligence also requires skill."
"Brother, what you said is exactly like my father's."
Huangmao scratched his head.
I am most afraid of this kind of person.
What he said was all the truth that he didn't understand.
Can't hear it at all.
But this does not prevent Huang Mao from admiring this kind of person.
Although Huang Mao has no culture, it does not mean that he does not distinguish between right and wrong.
"Haha."
Seeing that the boss closed the book with a serious face, Huang Mao became serious even if he couldn't listen.
"If you also develop the habit of fragmented accumulation, you will be surprised to find"
"Found what?"
Huang Mao was a little excited and sat down like a good baby.
Isn't this the big guy's secret recipe? !
"I found that I forgot everything I learned."
Li Jinglin laughed three times.
"Hahaha!"
"?"
This sudden cold humor caught Huang Mao off guard.
【weirdo】
Huang Mao, who didn't know what expression to use, silently labeled Li Jinglin like this in his heart.
The elder brother in front of him seemed to be a bit out of tune with the other contestants' painting styles.
"Speaking of which, this season's "Rising Star" is really fierce. It is worthy of being the hottest variety show judges in China. They are either top-notch or first-line judges. Or they are veterans in the industry, top star-making operators, and even the teachers of the national team. "
Huangmao rubbed his hands together nervously.
"And the teacher of the national team? Who? How do you know?"
Li Jinglin suddenly became interested.
At present, only half of the judges' lineup has been announced for the purpose of pre-heating the show. In order to maintain the popularity in the future, the confidentiality work is quite good.
The kid in front of him may really have a good background and can find out a lot of inside stories.
"Hehe~"
Seeing that Li Jinglin seemed to be interested, Huang Mao smiled and seemed very proud of his well-informed.
"That's the principal dancer of the National Opera House, the youngest member of the national team, the goddess Luo Shiyao!"
"There is also the chief pipa teacher of the National Chinese Orchestra, Mr. Zhao Mingya!!"
Speaking of this, Huang Mao seemed to start sweating on his forehead again, and became a little nervous.
"I don't dare to think about whether I can go up. The people who can come here are very strong. I have this self-awareness in terms of professional ability and background."
"But what if you really make a fool of yourself in front of so many bigwigs?"
"Hey, don't worry!"
Amid Huang Mao's apprehension, Li Jinglin shook his head easily.
"Take a [-] step back, even if you are ugly again, the teachers have seen too many ugly people, it's nothing, don't put so much pressure on yourself."
"Moreover"
Li Jinglin patted Huang Mao's shoulder again, and started to enlighten him very honestly.
"If the performance is really bad, you may not be given a shot at all, let alone make a fool of yourself. Don't worry, you won't get out."
"If you are well prepared, the worst possible scenario is to explode all the tension. This would be better. As long as you are social enough, you won't be afraid of social death!"
"Think about it from another angle. If you are ugly enough, at least you can be remembered by the teachers, right?"
"?"
Looking at Li Jinglin's sincere eyes, the words "Just put 1 hearts at ease" are written all over, full of the color of wanting to comfort myself.
When it comes to complaining, I still can’t say it out loud.
However, although the elder brother's words are unpleasant, they are reasonable.
In such a large audition, would the judges really care about the mistakes made by an ordinary rookie and laugh at them? Obviously not.
I'm afraid it's hard to remember you.
With such continuous interruptions, the tension in Huang Mao's heart really faded away a lot.
He clenched his fists and cheered himself up.
"The judges of the second track are already in place! Please prepare for this track!!"
The staff picked up the loudspeaker and shouted the announcement.
"The judges and teachers may randomly call your name, so keep your spirits up!"
All the players on the track suddenly trembled and looked at the staff in disbelief.
Random roll call.
"Wow! How exciting can it be?"
"My mentality has changed slightly."
"It's over, I'm even more nervous!"
After a short delay, there was a burst of commotion.
Where have these rookies seen such an exciting selection method?
There was an uproar for a while.
"quiet!"
The field control teacher frowned and shouted, and the scene suddenly fell silent.
"First one, No. 24 Chen Haoran!"
"Ka!"
The one named was a young man not far away.
Judging by the expression on his face, it was obvious that he almost missed his breath.
The pie chart of the eyes is full of incomprehension, doubt, and panic.
There are more than 20 numbers in the front and more than 20 numbers in the back.
Poor god.
I never thought in my life that my number 24 would be ranked first. [Author Glass Heart, don’t scold me. If you scold me, I will cry. I will cry until I die, and then scratch your glass in the middle of the night]
This book is not so hostile, and there is no idea of diodes, so some extremists can ignore it.
I will write about all kinds of popular and classical music performances, as well as serious culture and entertainment. They say they don’t have brains, but they don’t. They have brains, but not many.
If you don't like it, I hope that my brother will keep his words. If you like to watch the hostility, you don't need to watch the second-level confrontation. I will let you know in advance.
Single heroine, no literary youth, the protagonist has a softer and more modest personality, doesn't like to care about every detail, only uses music to speak, and is almost not aggressive, and any genre of music will be involved.
Copying songs, but there is no system, don't worry about this, just treat it as a parallel world, the work is empty, anyway, I am the author, I have the final say, I rely on this to make a living, there is no way.
Anyway, at least Jay Chou and JJ are gone. As a Jay Chou fan, every book without Jay Chou is my greatest respect (mainly because I have to copy it)
(End of this chapter)