Chapter 539 Fiery Summer 4


    Priscilla Chan couldn''t hold back a single tear.


    Zhou Huimin burst into tears and almost exploded.


    The essence of this thing is the same as that of a **** drama. It creates a touching atmosphere, draws the audience into it, and achieves a kind of empathy in a short time. And Zhou Huimin’s story is true, which makes it even more immersive.


    This kind of story is too common in civilian families.


    "Oh, that''s a poor kid too!"


    "Communicate well with your mother, she will definitely understand you!"


    "Mom, I also have a dream of becoming a star!"


    "roll!"


    At home, Zhou Huimin''s mother was also in tears. It was the first time she heard her daughter speak her heart. She wanted to go to her daughter''s small room and look at the closed door. She hesitated again because she didn''t know what to do with her daughter at this moment. say what.


    "Look, you made my little sister cry!"


    "Don''t cry, don''t cry, you can do it!"


    At the show, the four instructors took turns to persuade Huang Zhan. Zhong Zhentao got a handkerchief from nowhere and ran up to the stage to hand it to her. Zhou Huimin took off her glasses and wiped her tears.


    "Go back and talk to your mother. There are no parents in the world who don''t love their children."


    "If it doesn''t make sense, I''ll help you explain it!"


    "Brother B, I promise you a thousand pieces of gold!"


    "Thank you, Brother B..."


    Zhou Huimin expressed her thanks in a tearful voice, which aroused everyone''s pity and laughter. She is an innocent and lovely little sister. Huang Zhan looked at it seriously for a while, and based on Yue Nu''s countless experiences, he suddenly said: "Don''t wear your glasses, raise your head and let us take a look?"


    "Stop bullying others!" Zhong Zhentao said.


    "You''re farting! I asked her to show everyone the front and smooth her hair back."


    “…”


    After wiping her tears, Zhou Huimin held the big plastic glasses in her hand. She raised her head at a loss and smoothed her hair. It was a face with baby fat, fair and tender, destined to become the dream lover and ancestral idol of countless men.


    "Wow!"


    A close-up of the male audience members at the scene showed a young man beaming with joy.


    Huang Zhan slapped the table: "You should have taken off your glasses earlier! You were born to eat this bowl of rice."


    "I think you will have a great future in filming."


    "Agree!"


    "OK! Our time is almost up. The four instructors should restrain themselves... Only Brother B turns around. According to the rules, you will enter his student group."


    The host controlled the rhythm, and Zhou Huimin nodded fiercely: "Thank you, Brother B, for giving me another chance. You are a good person."


    "Hahaha! I''ll call you good guy B from now on!"


    "It''s the first time I''m praised for being a good person. I feel uncomfortable." Zhong Zhentao said.


    "I hope my mother can come with me next time. Thank you! Thank you everyone!"


    Zhou Huimin left the show, and the host explained it again. Amid the cheers and applause of the audience, the first episode of The Voice ended perfectly. Advertisements followed, followed by a ten-minute behind-the-scenes program to show a more realistic state of the players.


    It was already ten o''clock.


    The mother looked through the crack in the door and saw that her daughter had turned off the light. She didn''t know whether she was really sleeping or pretending to sleep, so she sighed silently.


    …


    "This show is really good. When is the next episode?"


    "Next week!"


    "We still have to wait a week? Can''t we broadcast it every day?"


    "Hey, why don''t you watch TVB?"


    "No, there will be behind-the-scenes footage later."


    Tonight, countless families expressed their satisfaction, their emotional value has been greatly filled, and the rookie singing competition has long been forgotten. Some people also went to take a look, which was also at the end.


    Fifteen players stand in a row.


    The host announced: "The winner of the bronze medal is Deng Zhiyu!"


    "The winner of the silver medal is Sun Mingguang!"


    "The winner of the gold medal is Lu Fang!"


    The three of them stood up to receive the award, and according to the rules, they all got a contract with China Star Records. As the champion, Lu Fang had the privilege of singing "I Am Chinese" again, well, again.


    "So boring!"


    "Why don''t you watch the highlights and change the channel!"


    Lu Fang, who won first place, had no idea that he might be the hardest-working champion.


    He has an excellent voice and excellent singing skills. His representative works include "Friends Don''t Cry", "Old Love Song", "Your Smile", etc. He was famous for a while, but later disappeared due to limited appearance and personality problems. However, later generations came to the mainland to participate in variety shows.


    The rookie singing competition is also over. People from TVB and China Star Records are not happy, and their thinking has not changed: in the past singing competitions, singers were selected based on their ability, recorded, and packaged for debut.


    Just like Lu Fang, he has a bad appearance but is very powerful. If he is well built, he can also be a singer.


    But "The Voice" is a different approach, people become popular first!


    That Lin Yilian, Priscilla Chan, and the crying little girl, they are sure that there will be a large number of viewers specifically to watch a few people.


    “What ratings can they get?”


    "How do you know now? Just leave it to fate, we tried our best!"


    …


    "Dingle bell!"


    "Dingle bell!"


    In the ATV building, the night was not quiet at all due to the frantic ringing of telephones. The operator was so busy that he was sweating profusely. A few telephones were simply not enough.


    "We don''t accept phone registrations. You have to come onsite, at the Birthday Theater of the Arts Center!"


    "Okay tomorrow!"


    "Yes, you have to audition to confirm whether you can be on TV. We don''t just choose people randomly!"


    "What did you say? Hello?!"


    "Please don''t sing to me on the phone, I''m just the operator!"


    "Don''t curse, sir!"


    Li Zhuanglie walked around excitedly and worriedly, waving his hands, and kept saying: "It''s over, it''s over, we only plan 8 episodes. If there are too many people, we will record more episodes, and the advertising fees will have to be renegotiated! It''s a mess, It’s all messed up!”


    The program team originally accepted a total of 50 contestants, which was enough for the instructor. However, these people are not necessarily very strong. If there are stronger ones who sign up later, don''t waste it.


    So if you record more, the workload will be huge!


    It was Chen Qi''s opinion to accept subsequent registrations, and Li Zhuanglie didn''t know why. It would be very troublesome to figure it out.


    He wandered around for a few times, then suddenly picked up the phone and called Qiu Degen. As soon as he explained the situation, Boss Qiu said: "Except for necessary programs, you can mobilize the remaining resources to ensure the smooth broadcast of The Voice!"


    "OK!"


    …


    The next day arrived in the blink of an eye.


    Zhou Huimin didn''t go to bed until midnight, and woke up early in the morning. She felt uneasy inside. She heard nothing moving outside, but when she glanced around, she found a letter slipped through the crack of the door, lying quietly on the floor.


    She was stunned and took it apart to look at it.


    As she watched, she shed tears again. The mother''s words were simple but sincere. It was the first time that the mother and daughter indirectly spoke their true feelings.


    "Amin, it''s time to eat!"


    "Coming!"


    She wiped her eyes, opened the door and went out. It was a bit awkward to look at each other. She wanted to pretend that nothing happened, but it was impossible! As we were eating, my mother suddenly asked: "Why are you recording a show?"


    "We have to wait for notification, it will take some time."


    "Don''t delay your homework!"


    "Um!"


    …


    "Open the door! Open the door!"


    "We need to sign up!"


    The management staff of the Shouson Theater in the Art Center were startled early in the morning. It was like a zombie coming out of a cage. It was dark and full of human heads. The faces of men and women were jumping with excitement and they were shouting.


    "What are you doing! The mainland will accept it early?"


    "Sign up for ATV!"


    "Are the people from ATV coming?"


    "Coming, coming!"


    Several staff members rushed over in a hurry. They were earlier than the agreed time, but they still underestimated the enthusiasm of the crowd and hurriedly maintained order: "Don''t crowd, line up! Line up!"


    "How many people are here?"


    "There are hundreds or even thousands, right?"


    "Yao Shou, when did ATV become so popular?!"


    (End of chapter)