I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 313 311. Wa Huan

"Go and tell Director Jin that if the sound of the jet can be removed, just remove it in the next game and change it to post-dubbing. This will easily interrupt the rhythm of the players."

Sitting in the stands, Xu Xin sent a message to Zhang Jiao.

Zhang Jiao replied instantly:

"receive!"

Xu Xin put away his phone, and then heard Jay Chou say:

"Do you want to join my team? Hey, do you usually listen to my songs? Do you like me? If you like me, just ignore the other three mentors, okay? The three of them can't play as fast as me. You should Remember, I was the first to turn around."

"..."

"..."

"..."

As soon as these words came out, Han Hong and the other three had not yet spoken, but Sa Beining said:

"Isn't it hidden anymore? Just grab it openly?"

Or they all say that Sa Beining did a good job hosting it.

He really has a clue.

His brain reacts quickly and he also knows how to set off the atmosphere.

After the sentence was spoken, the other three people were the first to react.

Han Hong's eyes were full of "dissatisfaction":

"Is this how our show... works?"

Huang Xiazhong was also a little puzzled:

"Didn't our purpose...we agreed to support musicians? Why did you just ask them to leave?"

"Teacher Huang Guizhong."

Sa Beining spoke again:

"I have to correct you here. He is not leaving, because according to the program process, after multiple mentors turn around, the choice of which mentor team to join will be given to the contestants. Now it is the contestants who choose the four of you. You four have no choice. So, he is robbing you and bullying you for not being familiar with this set of rules..."

"Wow! Why can you make fire!?"

Jay Chou was not happy anymore.

But the eyes of the three people who figured out what Jay Chou was doing all became "unkind".

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The audience couldn't help laughing.

But Xu Xin nodded with satisfaction.

This kind of interaction between mentors has been mobilized by Sa Beining.

That's it.

What I'm afraid of are the four boring gourds. You glance at me and chat with each other, and there is no entertainment effect at all.

That way the show would be more or less boring.

But now, under the support of such an excellent host, the four people naturally "fight", which makes it more interesting.

Didn't you see that the honest man Dao Lang said: "Teacher Zhou, this is wrong for you"?

That'll do.

Haha~

Fight, fight.

It looks good when you fight it~

And in the end, after a lot of bickering, just when everyone thought Hu Xia would choose Jay Chou, he uncharacteristically chose Han Hong.

Because Han Hong gave him a series of professional opinions on his singing.

From small flaws and shortcomings to as big as how to maintain the peak of my clear voice...

Han Hong's golden voice is widely recognized in the music industry, including the audience. When they heard Han Hong's professional comments and even planned the "future", they felt that Hu Xia's choice was natural.

After selecting Hu Xia, Han Hong was in a good mood.

He stood up without any pretense and directly made a victorious punch.

He looked extremely proud.

After hugging Hu Xia, the clean boy waved to the audience with his guitar and harmonica and left.

"Which one do you think is better, Deng Ziqi or him?"

Hearing Xu Xin's words, Wang Sicong shook his head:

"I don't know, but I think his voice is quite nice... But, let me tell the truth. Lao Xu, I don't know if I am in love with a house or a black man or something... I just think this draft is so good-looking!"

"Hey~ Be confident, you just look good!"

Xu Xin let out two low laughs and suddenly stretched out his fist:

"Mr. Wang, celebrate our success."

"Snapped."

The two fists touched together:

"Mr. Xu, we are all happy together."

While the two were celebrating each other, Sa Beining's voice sounded along with the four chairs that turned back:

"Please invite the next contestant~"

Soon, the second Hu Xia of the same style walked in slightly awkwardly.

Why is it said to be the same model as Hu Xia's?

Because this boy is also tall and thin, and he also wears black-rimmed glasses on his face.

"???"

The audience was a little confused.

Even Wang Sicong muttered:

"Are these...twins?"

Xu Xin said nothing.

I just watched this young man come to the middle of the stage, bowed to the audience, and then turned to nod to the sound teacher next to him.

A melodious sound of erhu and pipa sounded.

"The first dawn shines through the window~the sun shines on the west bridge and the clouds~sway~"

"I miss the hem of your clothes that swayed slightly in the breeze~~"

Compared with the previous Hu Xia, it was different from the moment he opened his mouth.

This boy's voice... is also quite gentle.

But not that clear.

But... ever since Jay Chou released it, this prelude is composed of erhu and Xiaodi, and has been defined as a "Chinese style" song. As soon as he started, Xu Xin noticed that Jay Chou sat upright.

The slow, soft singing continued:

"I am wandering among people~"

“I can’t find your paradise~”

"Putting a bottle in the east and a mirror in the west~ I wish I could forget it~~~~"

"..."

Silently, Jay Chou's chair turned around.

His eyes were full of surprise and appreciation, and he tilted his ears slightly, carefully appraising the charm of the lyrics in this gentle tone.

Until Daolang turned around.

After he noticed it, he immediately pointed at Dao Lang with some dissatisfaction.

Dao Lang, who seemed to understand how this "game" was played, just smiled, and then stared closely at the boy singing on the stage.

Finally, there is Han Hong.

Huang Xiazhong didn't seem to like this song very much, so he didn't play it.

All three chairs turned for him.

When the boy finished singing, Huang Haozhong asked in confusion:

"Why is that sound effect gone?"

"Let's ignore the sound effects for now. Hey, please introduce yourself first! ...Don't speak."

Jay Chou said the last sentence to Sa Beining who came up.

Sabine rolled her eyes:

"Then you can't steal my lines?"

"Hahahaha~"

Amidst the low laughter of the audience, this slightly shy boy with black-rimmed glasses bowed politely:

"Four...Hello teachers four, my name is Xu Song. I am a singer..."

"Hello Xu Song."

Unexpectedly, it was Dao Lang who spoke first:

"This song... is quite unfamiliar to me. What is its name?"

"Hello, Mr. Daolang, this song is called "Qingming Rain" and it is my own original song."

The judges were not surprised by Xu Song's answer.

The blind audition contestants of "The Voice" can provide accompaniment.

The purpose is to encourage some free musicians to interpret their own styles.

Even the band on the stage is just a decoration.

Basically useless.

The live LIVE will not start until the next team competition.

Therefore, if you really want to provide accompaniment, as long as it meets the regulations and the time is set at about 2 minutes.

When he heard this, a trace of appreciation appeared in Dao Lang's eyes.

At this time, Sa Beining asked:

"Your original song?...You just said you were a singer?"

"Uh... yes. I independently produced an album of my own in January this year. This song was also included... but the response was mediocre..."

After Xu Song answered, Huang Haozhong asked in confusion:

"Isn't it strange? This song is obviously very good~"

"He is an independent musician."

Han Hong said with admiration:

"Without a company's promotion, if the album is released into the market, it may not even be able to generate a single splash."

"..."

"..."

"..."

Or Han Hong dares to say it...

Even Sabine was a little surprised by this statement.

The atmosphere was a little cold for a while.

But Jay Chou’s words immediately rang out:

"Isn't this also the meaning of our "Good Voice" existence? To discover more outstanding musicians who lack opportunities but are talented, and provide them with a platform to showcase so that everyone can hear more good music. Isn't it? ?”

He responded with applause from the audience:

"Hua la la la la..."

Among the crowd, Xu Xin breathed a sigh of relief...

Um.

Now it seems that the wheel has completely mastered this show.

Thinking of this, he said to Wang Sicong:

"I'll go to the back to see if there are any problems with the players' preparation."

"Um."

Wang Sicong responded and did not follow him.

Obviously, watching the draft is more interesting.

Xu Xin quietly left the table, walked around the audience exit, and walked out of Studio No. 5.

There are many people outside.

Xu Xin even saw some players staying in the shade of the trees to warm their voices.

There are men and women.

The purpose of the program "The Voice" is to make music.

So everything is based on singing.

It can be seen that the contestants in the blind audition are both male and female, and there are even some people around 30 years old.

This is simply a fantasy in other drafts.

What potential does this kind of person have even if he becomes popular?

However, "The Voice" accepted them all.

As long as your singing is impressive enough, then there's no problem at all.

After going around in a circle, he happened to see Yang Ying walking into the player waiting hall.

He didn't say anything and just followed in.

The player waiting room was not noisy either.

These players were all accompanied by their parents and friends, and they were all sitting aside and waiting patiently at this moment.

There were 180 contestants, and 72 were finally selected.

An average of 2.5 people enter one.

Their chances are great.

Yang Ying found a girl with a bob haircut and was leading her and... two people who seemed to be her parents to a specially reserved interview table.

"Hello contestant, can you introduce yourself first?"

Looking sideways at the camera, Yang Ying held a miniature microphone in his hand and said to the bob-haired girl.

The girl looked slightly uneasy, but still nodded:

"Hello everyone, I...my name is A Qiao, from Shaoyang, Hunan. I am currently a web editor..."

"Hello, A Qing~"

Yang Ying smiled and nodded:

"Then the two uncles and aunts who accompanied you here are...?"

"Dad, mom."

The middle-aged couple also looked a little restrained.

In order to open up this constraint, Yang Ying took the initiative to ask again:

"Do you usually like singing..."

Xu Xin didn't say anything, just listening to Yang Ying's hosting in the video recording team.

Until a reminder came from the intercom over there:

"The next player is ready."

The interview is over.

"I wish you success in being selected. Come on, your parents will watch your performance and support you."

After leaving his blessing, Yang Ying stood up and led the three people out.

Her life is actually quite hard.

As the deputy host, she has to constantly rush back and forth to the player waiting room and in front of the TV in the waiting lane.

But there is no need to feel distressed.

She earned half a million from one season of The Voice.

Moreover, as a graphic model for "Xifeng Wine", she has already begun to make her mark in the advertising industry.

It's much better than being a young model in Xiangjiang who can only serve as a backdrop in some variety shows.

When Yang Ying saw Xu Xin, he was smart enough not to say hello.

It was just a polite nod and did not interrupt the filming.

Xu Xin followed him out and entered the passage.

Finally, A Qiao's parents were full of encouragement and watched their daughter enter the preparation room.

Yang Ying took the middle-aged couple to the LCD TV.

"Uncle and aunt, we will be able to see the scene from here in a moment. Please cheer for A Qiao~"

she said with a smile.

Then……

When she performed a song by Elva Hsiao's "The Most Familiar Stranger" and won awards from Huang Yaizhong and Dao Lang, her daughter's excellence made her mother jump with excitement and cover her face, leaving hot tears.

Even if this is just the first step.

Perhaps being able to witness their daughter's selection at the scene was enough for the couple to be extremely excited.

Yang Ying's facial expressions and reactions are also professional.

After all, I come from a background in variety shows, so when should I make an expression, how should I capture the camera, etc...

She understands so well.

Finally, after Ah Qing came down, she and her parents hugged each other under the applause of Yang Ying.

And Xu Xin's heart also dropped.

very good.

The entire "The Voice" is like an extremely precise machine, with every link running perfectly.

After A Qiao left with her parents, Xu Xin nodded to Yang Ying who came over:

"Thanks for your hard work."

"It's not hard, Director Xu."

Yang Ying quickly shook his head.

Xu Xin smiled, his eyes fell on the high heels she was wearing, and after thinking about it, he said:

"Next time you can choose shoes with a lower heel so that you won't feel tired when walking."

Yang Ying was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly:

"Yeah, thank you, Director Xu, for your concern...but I still want to show my best side."

"Then come on. Try to make the audience remember you, come on!"

"Yeah. Shall I continue?"

"good."

Yang Ying left, and Xu Xin took out his mobile phone, walked out of the passage, and lit a cigarette for himself.

Dial Yang Mi's phone number.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Everyone performed well."

Squatting on the curb, Xu Xin said:

"The contestants are all very capable, and the chemistry between the four judges is also quite good. Sa Beining is very professional, and even Yang Ying works hard. I think... this show is here!"

He gave his own assessment.

"The evaluation is so high?"

Yang Mi smiled and said:

“My husband is awesome!”

"Ha~"

Xu Xin chuckled lightly:

"I suddenly had an idea."

"What?"

"I think you should set up a... creative department for related variety shows. Recruit some talents and see if they can provide any wild ideas... It's really interesting. You should come and see it. I thought it was nothing before, But... there are a lot of jokes in the variety show, and it’s fun to watch.”

"Well……"

Yang Mi thought for a while and said:

"It's OK, but it doesn't fit in with the positioning of Western Film and Television Station, right? I... don't want to really make Western Film's stuff so commercial. I think the bloodline of Western Film Studio can't be messed up... In the future, it will still be about movies and The TV series will be better."

"I didn't ask you to forcibly tie up Xiying Studio."

Xu Xin smiled.

Although he is very pleased with his wife's "mother's family" point of view.

but……

"I think variety shows can attract people. After all, Xiying's current handicap is still a bit smaller, and you are right. Indeed, Xiying's "bloodline" is film and television. But this does not prevent you from using your talents in other aspects. Isn't it talent? It's not like there is only one TV station, right? Don't you want to improve your status? By then, you will have a few ace variety shows in hand, and you will add your own celebrity status and so on... Whoever sees you, who doesn't? confused?"

"Ha~"

Yang Mi chuckled slightly at this statement:

"I don't care if others are confused or not, as long as you are confused."

Xu Xin felt hot...

"You are at home?"

"Yeah, I was just getting ready to take a nap."

"...Wait for me and sleep together."

"You don't see it?"

"I don't want to see it anymore. There is no problem with Wheels and others, and there is no problem with Yang Ying and others. Why should I stay here?... Hehe, good sister, just wait for me. I will go back and hold you to sleep."

As he spoke, he quickly stood up and started walking outside.

This is a couple who has a tacit understanding... Although they just said "hold each other to sleep", through the different changes in tone, tone and tone, some things were already clear to them.

…

The first day of recording for "The Voice" was a complete success.

The recording ended at 5:30 in the evening. A total of 32 people were blindly selected, and 11 people joined the teams of various instructors.

During dinner in the evening, Yang Mi received a list of these people:

"Hu Xia, Xu Song, A Qiao, Xu Li... Oh, Zi Qi is here. She chose Huang Haozhong? I thought she would choose Han Hong."

"ROCK ROLL~"

Xu Xin, who was adding mutton to the crescent moon cakes, said casually.

After the meat was stuffed into the crescent cake, he spread a spoonful of chili on it and handed it to Yang Mi.

There are three mouths, so eat more.

"Give."

As soon as he handed over the crescent cake, Yang Mi picked up a large piece of mutton with her chopsticks and put it into his bowl.

"……hey-hey."

Xu Xin couldn't help but be happy.

Obviously, the two have such a tacit understanding that each other knows what they are doing.

Although it's just a basin.

Although if you really want to eat it, let alone this bowl of water, the store can buy it for you.

But it's not necessary.

It's best to enjoy the warm feeling of a couple in this old Xi'an Shuibain store.

"Where should we go for a walk tonight?"

Xu Xin asked while drinking soup.

Yang Mi thought for a while and said:

"Just hang around here."

Furong Garden is quite lively at night.

It is necessary to eliminate food after eating, otherwise she will get heartburn easily.

After finishing the meal, Xu Xin held hands with her, followed by three Vajras, a man, four women and two babies in their bellies, wandering around the Furong Garden Square.

The entrance square here is a good place. There are many parents who come here to play or live nearby and take their children for a walk.

Perhaps because she was going to be a mother, she liked watching the children playing there more and more.

What's more, there are stalls set up at the entrance, and the bustling atmosphere of the market is much more interesting than the already bustling scenery.

"It's so nice to be pregnant~"

Walking on the side of the road, Yang Mi looked at the stalls set up on both sides of the road and suddenly said this.

"Why do you say that?"

"Didn't you notice that everyone was walking around me?"

Although she was wearing a mask, her eyes still showed bursts of pride.

Deliberately pushing his belly out:

"Hmph! The world is huge, and pregnant women are the biggest! Master Qingtian is going on a trip, be quiet~~avoid~~~"

"..."

Although she has become accustomed to her social cow attributes.

But on the road between a group of stalls, she could openly shout such shameful words...

Xu Xin was quite impressed.

Although I have to admit...

The stall owners sitting on the horses behind their stalls, especially at this moment, look like the people kneeling on both sides when the county magistrate goes out for a trip.

But it’s one thing for you to feel secretly happy about this thing.

Saying it is another matter!

In other words, you are a pregnant woman. If you are not a pregnant woman, it depends on whether you get beaten or not.

Xu Xin, who was so embarrassed that she wanted her head to hit the ground, pulled her to speed up her pace.

The stall owners on both sides looked at this pregnant woman wearing a mask as if she was mentally ill...

Who are these girls?

Crazy...

After walking for a while, Yang Mi suddenly saw a cart selling candied haws:

"Hurry, hurry, brother, I want to eat that!"

"Jiaojiao, go..."

Before Xu Xin finished speaking, Master Qingtian spoke again:

"You go ahead~ The one you bought is sour~"

"..."

Reluctantly, Xu Xin muttered:

"Just let it go and fart."

Then I honestly went to buy candied haws.

When she turned around with five candied haws, she saw Yang Mi, Sun Ting and the others gathered around a tricycle.

He walked over in confusion, and then realized that it was a bookstall.

But unlike those books in the bookstore, these are all... thick and thick tomes.

Xu Xin probably glanced around...

What about "Warcraft Sword Master: Another World Aspects·Complete Edition", "Yanjie Memo", "Ziguan", "Dragon Clan" and so on...

There are so many.

There are also older ones such as "Zhu Xian" and "Piaomiao Journey".

They are all online novels.

And Yang Mi was holding a book in her hand and reading.

These books are not new at first glance, they all have signs of being turned over.

Even the corners of the particularly large A4-sized books were torn.

Then, the stall owner was quite honest:

"The big one costs two yuan a piece, and the small one costs five yuan a piece!"

The so-called big ones are those big ones.

The small one is the size of a normal book and looks more delicate.

Yang Mi was reading a book in her hand.

Then, perhaps feeling Xu Xin's gaze, she looked up and saw her brother holding a bag of candied haws in his hand. She nodded, picked at the stall again, and finally took four books and gave them 20 yuan. .

The stall owner gave the plastic bags and packed the four books. After Sun Ting took over directly, Xu Xin also hurriedly served Mr. Qingtian and handed over his candied haws.

After taking two bites, Mr. Qingtian lost his teeth due to the sourness, threw away his bunch of hawthorns, and snatched the bunch of assorted candied haws made up of bananas, grapes, and hawthorns from Xu Xin's hand.

Forget it, just take it away...

The most annoying thing is that she returned it after a while.

When I left, it was a combination of a hawthorn, a banana and a grape. But when I returned, the grapes and bananas were gone, leaving only the bare hawthorns.

Xu Xin was so angry that his nose was crooked.

Did my bananas and grapes die so miserably? Not even a whole corpse?

In the end, in line with the principle of not wasting, he ate a bunch and a half of hawthorn candied haws with tears in his eyes. The sourness made him go to the supermarket in front of his home, so he bought a bottle of mineral water and drank it.

I ignored Yang Mi.

Just a bottle of water and a pack of cigarettes, I sat in front of the supermarket and smoked them, and then I walked home leisurely.

The house next to it was still dark.

I don’t know where Wang Sicong and the others went to play.

After entering the house, he showed a contented expression as the cool air conditioner blew in.

Waved to the three girls on the first floor:

"go to bed early."

Went straight upstairs.

When I arrived in the bedroom, I heard the sound of water rushing inside.

Yang Mi is taking a bath.

He took off his clothes and went straight in.

Her belly is so big that it is not very convenient to apply shower gel or anything like that.

After washing her and saying "walk carefully", he started taking a bath.

After rinsing and walking out feeling refreshed, Yang Mi was already leaning on the bed and starting to read.

It's one of the few books I bought at the stall tonight.

Apple phones are good everywhere, but it’s not very convenient to use the web to read novels on WAP sites.

The browser it comes with obviously doesn't consider WAP users.

Xu Xin glanced at the title of the novel and asked in confusion:

"Harem...what do you pronounce these two words?"

Yang Mi flipped through the cover and said:

"Harem...Wa...this character is pronounced HUAN, right? It's a bit like the Huan of the world. Wa Huanzhuan?"

"Well……"

I walked to my sister, picked up the book and took a look...

"This seems to be ZHEN, right? Zhen Ji's Zhen?"

"Well……"

Yang Mi thought for a while:

"Zhen Huan?"

"probably……"

For no reason, he missed the dictionary Wang Sicong found for him on the plane.

Then I heard Yang Mi mutter:

"What a bad name..."