Entertainment, the music scene is wonderful because of me

Zhuang Jie's body shook with the rhythm, the microphone was put to his mouth, and the lyrics in the Xiangcheng dialect blurted out.

[Watching them hold a stack of flash cards and

don't know how to play] [Looking at those old brothers who don't know how to speak in Xiangcheng

] [Looking at their grandmother and not knowing how to shout

] [My little overlord is falling apart by the game I play

] [......]

Singing together, several guests backstage widened their eyes.

No one expected Zhuang Jie to rap, after all, none of the songs he released before were rapped.

Huang Yinggong looked at Zhuang Jie in the broadcast screen with interest, the original or the local dialect, he suddenly remembered that Zhuang Jie was not in the hotel for a few days, it seems that the relationship in those days was specially looking for someone to learn dialects.

A junior who has the strength and works hard is worthy of his appreciation.

Yang Jiangqiao had no heart or lungs, and just now he was depressed and asked Zhuang Jie to help him at the bottom, and he had already shaken his body with the rhythm.

[Xiangcheng people

, Xiangcheng soul] [Party ends in the morning

] [Martyrs' Park cruise

] [Listen to intimate lovers by the boat

] [Time flies

] [Say bye with the past

] [Xiangcheng Yanzi is straight

] [Do not wear a strap]

[......].

There were constant exclamations from the audience, in disbelief that they had come to the wrong place.

The 300 on-site judges are all locals.

They've been to the places in the lyrics, and they know some of the stalks.

In addition, this is the Xiangcheng dialect and sung in a rap way, and the whole field became popular all of a sudden.

Compared with Wang Peng's song, Zhuang Jie's song has more appetite for them, and even in the second half, everyone can sing two paragraphs along.

[This is the people

of Xiangcheng, the soul of Xiangcheng] [The story of Xiangcheng lives in the city of Xiangcheng]

ended with the song, Zhuang Jie posed to the camera with a horizontal ratio.

"Woohoo! "

Zhuang Jie. There

were bursts of cheers and screams from the audience, and it could be seen that this song in Xiangcheng dialect was very suitable for their taste.

"Look, I'll just say it's a good song. Music

Director Cedley looked at the live footage from the cameras on the monitors, with an expression that I didn't expect.

"What do you mean, I've always thought this song was good, okay.

Liu Hongyi showed a satisfied smile on his face, it was right to accept the recommendation and invite Zhuang Jie to participate in this show, and this was the first issue to create a surprise.

Pop, folk, Cantonese, rap, he now wants to know what he can't.

Even if Zhuang Jie suddenly told him that he could rock and roll, Liu Hongyi would dare to believe it.

On stage, the host walked onto the stage.

"Thank you Zhuang Jie for bringing us a song of Xiangjiang water, or sung in our dialect, it can be seen that everyone likes it very much, here I want to remind everyone, don't forget

to vote!" The host's words pulled back the people who were still invested in this song and reminisced about this song, and hurriedly picked up the voting machine to vote.

Huang Yinggong said with relief: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the number of votes for Xiaojie's song is not low."

"The audience responded enthusiastically, and the dialect shortened the distance, so it must have been at least 280 votes. Pang Qi, who currently has the highest number of votes, echoed and estimated the number of votes.

Others were also staring at the broadcast screen with anticipation, wanting to see how many votes Zhuang Jie could get.

Although this show is also competitive, there is no elimination.

The main thing is friendship first, competition second.

The most important goal is to sing their own adapted or original songs, so that more people can hear and know themselves.

Taking advantage of the voting stage, Liu Hongyi gave an order to the host, asking him to ask Zhuang Jie how many votes he thought he could get.

"I don't think it matters how many votes there are, what matters is that I sang this song and gave it to the city, to everyone in the city. "

All of a sudden, the pattern opened up.

After saying that, the final votes also appeared on the big screen behind him.

288 votes.

A very auspicious number.

"Congratulations to Zhuang Jie, who won the highest number of votes in this round of performance. The

audience applauded thunderously.

"Thank you all and thank you very much for your vote.

After Zhuang Jie finished speaking, he bowed down to greet the three hundred public judges.

This episode of the program is now finished.

When Zhuang Jie returned to the backstage lounge, the director and music director came.

"Congratulations, the song is very good, winning the first place in this issue. Huang Yinggong took the lead to come up and say hello.

"Luck, luck, there are still many things that need to be improved, and I hope Mr. Huang can give me advice. Zhuang Jie said modestly.

Seeing that Zhuang Jie was so modest, Huang Yinggong also happily patted Zhuang Jie's shoulder.

Everyone came up to say hello, and even Han Er rarely opened his mouth to say congratulations.

Originally, he should have left and returned to the hotel after the recording of the show, but Yang Jiangqiao coaxed Zhuang Jie to treat him.

So everyone found a place to drink, and pulled the director and music director over.

In the process of drinking, Zhuang Jie kept paying attention to Han Er.

Everyone raised a glass and he drank, everyone put down and drank it himself, and the wine in the cup was like drinking water, and there was no agent to follow him.

After drinking it, everyone didn't dare to let him drink it, but he smiled and said it was okay.

Zhuang Jie sensed a trace of sorrow from his free and easy expression, it can be seen that the things in his heart made him very irritable, only thirty years old, but there were many gray hairs mixed in his hair, he didn't know what happened to the other party, he wanted to persuade but didn't know where to speak.

And now everyone is not very familiar with each other, and it is not appropriate to rush to comfort them.

Zhuang Jie simply withdrew his gaze, but it happened to collide with Liu Hongyi's gaze, the other party smiled and raised the wine glass, and Zhuang Jie also raised the wine glass and collided gently.

Just drink a moderate amount of wine, and everyone will have fun.

The next morning, Zhuang Jie woke up rubbing his swollen and aching head.

When I went out after washing, I saw that some of the staff of the program team were packing up their things.

In the hall, except for Huang Yinggong chatting with the director with a smile, when he saw Zhuang Jie coming in, he hurriedly beckoned him over.

"Yo wake up, I was just about to call someone, how do you feel?" Liu Hongyi looked back at Zhuang Jie.

"It's okay, nothing too big.

Not long after Zhuang Jie sat down, others also came to the hall one after another.

Although the recording of the first episode has ended, the director still has something to say.

"It's been a hard time, our show has been very successful, and next week when we record the second episode, we should be able to launch Penguin Video, and everyone will be able to see it then." "

Where is the second issue?" asked Yang Jiangqiao.

"Don't worry, the city location of our second phase is set in Chang'an, and we will see you in Chang'an in six days. "

The target city for the second phase was decided, and everyone left after breakfast.

All of them are busy people with other schedules, and Zhuang Jie is a salted fish.