My Age of Investment

At five or six o'clock in the afternoon, Xia Jingxing, Wang Wei, Yang Haoyong, Zhang Chenguang and others had dinner early, and then they came to Hunan Province Station together.

As soon as Xia Jingxing walked into the studio, he could feel the roar of people on the scene.

Men and women in their early twenties, holding glow sticks, plastic palms, and poster boards supporting their idols, sat on chairs and talked to each other.

As Supergirl's strategic partner, Tudou.com was very friendly and dispatched a staff member to lead Xia Jingxing and the others to the second row of seats near the stage.

In Wang Wei's words, this is called a VIP seat, because the front row is the judge's seat.

At this time, the Supergirl program was still very simple, and the judges were next to the stage.

The stage is not big, so you have to be careful not to be disturbed by the noise of the auditorium when singing on it.

Looking at the crude and cramped stage, with the dim orange lights, Xia Jingxing was secretly amazed. After more than ten years, the stage design and lighting have all been upgraded, but there has never been a national-level popular talent show like Supergirl in 2005.

Thinking about it carefully, Chinese people should have seen more routines, and it is no longer surprising that the whole family is sick or a relative has passed away, and it is no longer possible to deceive the audience to tears.

At 8:30 in the evening, the game officially started.

The golden curtain opened, and a group of little girls with shofar braids and double ponytails in pink skirts hummed songs.

Seeing this, Xia Jingxing still thought it was normal, but the next scene made his eyes hurt.

A group of sixty or seventy-year-old aunts wearing yellow cloaks hummed the bel canto "la la la ~"

"Hmph again, I'm going to become a little expert selling newspapers!"

Xia Jingxing said something, but due to the noisy surroundings, Yang Haoyong and others couldn't hear him clearly, so they kept asking.

"Come out, come out, the red-haired hedgehog standing in the middle is Brother Chun!"

Yang Haoyong was afraid that Xia Jingxing would not recognize him, so he kept yelling and identifying Xia Jingxing with his hands.

"Who are you talking about with a red-haired hedgehog head?"

A little girl sitting next to Xia Jingxing became unhappy, and glared at Yang Haoyong angrily.

Yang Haoyong looked at this and cut an afro,

The girl with the same hairstyle as Brother Chun glanced at her and waved her hand, "I didn't talk about you, I said on stage."

"It's not good on stage, show some respect to my idol!" said the girl dressed as Xiao Taimei fiercely.

Yang Haoyong didn't want to argue with a twenty-year-old girl, so he repeatedly bowed to express his apologies.

The little girl just gave up and looked at the stage without blinking her eyes.

Xia Jingxing scratched his brows, did he meet a true fan?

The stage also reached a climax at this time.

sing as you want,

Sing loudly,

Even if no one applauds me,

...

Immediately, there were hog-killing screams from the audience, and the decibel level of the young lady next to her was so high that Xia Jingxing couldn't help but dig his ears.

The opening song is over.

Wang Han, who has no beard, and Li Xiang, who has not yet turned into a bucket, acted as the male and female hosts. They appeared on the stage singing together and began to announce the curtain.

"...Thanks to Mengniu Sour Yogurt for your great support for our program!"

Yang Haoyong next to him couldn't help but said: "Dai Lun, Mengniu really made a lot of money by sponsoring Super Girl this time. It was claimed that the sponsorship fee was 28 million yuan, but in fact it only cost 14 million yuan. This helped Mengniu sell billions of yuan. Products of……"

Xia Jingxing nodded, "They are fast-moving brands, more suitable for such advertisements, and girls like to drink yogurt..."

Seeing that Xia Jingxing and Yang Haoyong were arguing all the time without watching the show, the young lady couldn't help but said, "Are you here to watch the game, or to discuss business."

Although the words were full of dissatisfaction and said "you", but the young lady mainly yelled at Yang Haoyong, and it was also Yang Haoyong who stared at him unkindly.

Yang Haoyong rubbed his nose and looked at Xia Jingxing who was gloating. He felt very innocent. Why did he get angry at me alone?

Being disturbed by the little sister, Xia Jingxing and Yang Haoyong also had no intention of chatting, and concentrated on watching the game.

"Who do you support?"

Hearing a crisp female voice, Xia Jingxing glanced around several times, only to realize that it was the fierce young lady who was flirting with him just now.

"Are you asking me?"

Xia Jingxing pointed at himself.

Seeing this handsome boy beside her, whose hairstyle and clothes are out of tune with those around him, was looking at her, the little girl blushed a little, and wanted to flick her hair reservedly, but found that she had already cut her hair short, so she had no choice but to click on it. nodded.

Xia Jingxing thought that nothing would happen, so he chatted with the young lady next to him.

Yang Haoyong saw this scene from the side, and finally understood why the little sister only troubled herself, because appearance is justice.

Xia Jingxing said with a smile, "I definitely support Jane Zhang!"

"Ah, aren't you corn?"

Xia Jingxing shook his head, "What about bagging grains and corn, Jane Zhang and I are fellow villagers."

The little girl smiled, "You are from Rongcheng? So is Chunchun! Why don't you support her?"

Xia Jingxing saw the young lady's attitude of breaking the casserole and asking the end, so he said straightforwardly: "Because Zhang Liangying has long hair, and the two girls next to her have their hair cut so short, they woke up in the middle of the night, who would have known that the one sleeping next to them was a girl?" Friends or brothers?"

When the little girl heard this sentence, she was stunned for a few seconds.

Immediately, she sneered twice, and didn't want to chat with Xia Jingxing any more. She thought she was an interesting soul, but in the end she only had a good-looking skin.

The little sister stopped talking to her, and Xia Jingxing was happy and quiet.

At this time, He Jiong, who was sitting in the front row of judges, suddenly turned his head and asked with a smile, "Are you Mr. Xia Jingxing?"

"Hey, hello Teacher He Jiong, I grew up watching "The Big Windmill" hosted by you and sister Scarab."

Xia Jingxing got up, smiled and shook hands with He Jiong.

The corner of He Jiong's mouth twitched, saying how old he was, he was only in his early thirties.

Since the competition was still on stage, it was inconvenient to chat more, so after saying hello, He Jiong turned his body back again.

But the scene of Xia Jingxing shaking hands with He Jiong was captured by the photographer.

"Do you still know Teacher He Jiong?"

The young lady who had already made up her mind not to talk to Xia Jingxing suffered from temporary amnesia, so she took the initiative to talk to Xia Jingxing again.

"No, I saw it on TV."

The little sister took a few glances at Xia Jingxing, with suspicion in her eyes.

At this time, the competition on the stage is almost over.

Wang Han was announcing the number of votes. Brother Chun won the championship with 3.52 million mobile phone votes, Zhou Bichang with 3.27 million votes, Xia Jingxing's "most promising" Jane Zhang only had 1.35 million votes, far behind the two.

The little girl smiled proudly: "See, girls with long hair are no longer popular, and those with short hair are the most popular."

Xia Jingxing was speechless. Brother Chun had started a trend. Girls all over the country began to cut their hair short. It can be regarded as a mark of an era.

Seeing Xia Jingxing deflated, the little girl thought it was funny, and asked, "Which university are you from?"

"I dropped out of school and started working in society when I was nineteen!"

"ah!"

The little girl was surprised, she felt that the boy next to her didn't look like that kind of uneducated person.

As the game ended, the audience began to leave one after another.

"What's your QQ number? It's fate when we meet, so add a QQ number."

Seeing that Xia Jingxing got up and was about to leave, the young lady hurriedly asked for Xia Jingxing's contact information.

"3838438!"

Before the little girl could react, Xia Jingxing got into the crowd.

When the little girl came to her senses, the person had disappeared, and she was so angry that she stomped her feet.

Walking in the crowd, Wang Wei received a call, chatted for a few words before hanging up.

Then he quickly walked towards Xia Jing, and said with a solemn expression: "Jing Xing, Chief Ouyangyang and President Wang of Tianyu want to chat with you."

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