Reborn King of Marketing

Zhang Xuebing shrugged and shook his head.

The thin man had a look of disappointment on his face and turned around to watch the show with little interest.

Zhang Xuebing hardly smokes, but he always carries cigarettes with him in case of emergencies.

He saw that this man was a smoker and he had no cigarettes on him, so he took out the cigarettes in his pocket and said.

"Would you like one?"

The thin man's eyes lit up when he saw the cigarette case in Zhang Xuebing's hand. Smoking was not allowed in the hall. He pouted outside and said, "Come with me to have a smoke outside?"

The singer's singing at this time was unattractive, and Wang Xiaomin came on stage very late. There was plenty of time, and Zhang Xuebing had long been bored, so it was okay to go out for a walk.

The two stood up and walked out. Several people immediately wanted to follow them. The thin man shook his head inconspicuously, and those few people sat back down.

The two walked through the long corridor and arrived outside the studio hall, where they found a trash can.

Zhang Xuebing handed over the cigarette box. The man was really addicted to cigarettes. He eagerly opened the cigarette box and took out one and put it in his mouth.

Zhang Xuebing helped light it and lit one himself.

The lean man took a deep breath and exhaled the smoke with a satisfied expression on his face.

"My wife is very strict at home, she doesn't even let me smoke cigarettes, hehe!" After saying that, he smiled innocently, covering up his embarrassment, looking a bit humorous and a little cute.

Zhang Xuebing smoked so hard that it didn't even reach his lungs. He puffed out the smoke and said, "Smoking less is good for your health. This shows that your lady cares about your health!"

The thin man laughed and said, "I know this. I just feel annoyed by being controlled every day. My little brother, you seem to be unmarried. Listen to me and don't get married early. If you have more free time, you can do a lot of things you like.

thing!"

Zhang Xuebing has not considered the issue of getting married sooner or later. He was alone in his previous life. In this life, he has no great desire for marriage and has no resistance. He just wants fate to fall into place.

He said, "In this life, people are always under the control of others. When they were young, their parents, teachers, and leaders of the work unit were in charge. When they got married, their spouses were in charge. When they were old, their children were in charge. To put it bluntly, maybe after they died.

There is no such thing as the Lord of Hell’s control, there is no real freedom at all!”

He has been a man for two lifetimes and this is what he feels. He believes that no one in this world can think more clearly than him.

The thin man laughed loudly, patted his shoulder and said, "Little brother, you have seen clearly. Yes, as long as there are more than two people, there will be a subordinate relationship, unless he is the only one left in the world, but if it is true

If this is the case, I’m afraid human civilization is not far away from disappearing!”

Life is endless from generation to generation, human civilization is passed down from generation to generation, and it has overcome many crises it has faced.

Zhang Xuebing didn't want to continue discussing this issue, so he changed the topic and said.

"You also think that the song tonight is not good. I feel uncomfortable sitting there, so I came out to smoke a cigarette. If the show is exciting, I'm afraid I won't be addicted to cigarettes!"

The thin man smiled and said, "I'm not a professional, so I can't judge, but it's really boring. As for you, it doesn't look like you're here for a competition. Are you just doing business?"

Zhang Xuebing saw that he had finished smoking the cigarette and handed him another one before he said.

"A friend was participating in a competition and asked me to come to support it, so here I am!"

The thin man raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice as if he understood.

"Which friend of yours must be a girl, and very beautiful. When she performs later, tell me and I will support you as a thank you for these two cigarettes!"

This person is quite interesting and refuses to owe favors. Zhang Xuebing smiled heartily and said, "Then I will thank you on her behalf!"

The two chatted for a while. Zhang Xuebing saw that he had finished smoking his second cigarette. He calculated the time and Wang Xiaomin was about to come on stage, so he proposed to go back first and leave him half a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

The man hurriedly waved his hand, "It's good to smoke you two times. I can't be greedy. Besides, my wife will definitely find out if I smoke too much. I'm going to be restless at home tonight. It's not good to be away for too long. I should go back."

Got it!"

It seemed that this guy was an old man with tracheitis. Zhang Xuebing smiled lightly and walked back to the studio with him.

Fortunately, both of them still had their seats, and someone even brought hot tea, which was really thoughtful.

As soon as the two sat down, a young man in a black suit came to the side of the thin man, bowed and whispered.

"Director Yang, Director Xie would like to ask you to come on stage and say a few words when you present the award?"

Director Yang shook his head slightly, "Forget it, I'll just come and take a look. Besides, I don't know anything about singing, so there's nothing to say. It'll make people think I'm just a master of my own trade!"

The young man in a black suit had no choice but to take a few steps back.

Although their voices were low, Zhang Xuebing next to him could hear them clearly because of his sharp ears and eyes. He secretly thought that it was no wonder that this person was actually the chief director in charge of publicity. Even the director of the station looked at their faces.

At this moment, the previous song ended, and the host came on stage and said, "Please give the judges points!"

Soon the scores were displayed on the judges' bench. The singer had just received a high score of 9.1 points, which immediately caused a round of applause.

The host immediately announced, "Now please listen to the song "The Way You Look", sung by our station's intern reporter Wang Xiaomin!"

With the sparse applause from the audience, the lights were focused on the entrance of the stage. The next moment, Wang Xiaomin, wearing a snow-white performance dress, slowly walked out from behind the scenes.

Her delicate and innocent face, and slender and tall figure, set off by the white skirt and lights, made her look like a fairy descending from the earth, which immediately caused the sparse applause to become heated.

No matter how she sings, her appearance and grace alone are enough to win over the audience.

Wang Xiaomin moved lightly and came to the middle of the stage. At this time, the prelude of the accompaniment music sounded. She looked down the stage and saw Zhang Xuebing sitting at the seat she gave her. She immediately showed a bright and peach-like smile, which once again attracted a wave of excitement.

Explosive applause.

Director Yang, a thin man, turned to Zhang Xuebing and said, "This is your friend!"

Without waiting for Zhang Xuebing to speak, he nodded to himself and said, "Well, I'll see if you get on stage. You must be. You're so cool. I'm so lucky, little brother!"

At this moment, she began to sing, "I think of that day by the lonely window, when I said goodbye to my parents in my hometown and left alone. I feel so sad in the icy street, and the thin thoughts bring tears to my face..."

As her singing spread throughout the studio, the scene suddenly fell silent. There was silence in the hall with thousands of people. Everyone was mesmerized by her tearful singing voice.

"I seem to hear your complaints from the bottom of my heart. You are looking for change in humility. How can you climb to the top of this world if you cannot withstand the test of this world!"

Gradually the song reached its climax, and Wang Xiaomin perfectly interpreted the artistic conception of the song, making the audience intoxicated again and even forgot to applaud.

"Challenge the vicissitudes of the day, and stick to it every day without being humble or arrogant. There are always too many deceptions in the sky of fantasy. I have to be down-to-earth. I will always encounter the storms ahead, but I can't stop my madness. I am grateful for the past, even though I couldn't bear the experience.

The endless process gradually made me what I am today!"

When the lyrics entered the chorus, everyone woke up from their intoxication and burst into waves of applause.

"The shed tears wash away the miserable sweat and water, and the thousands of fatigues. The full wine and empty cups shed the bitter tears. They are free and unrestrained. When the sky lights up, all things are reborn. No more ignorance and troubles in the heart become fear!"

Wang Xiaomin finished singing the chorus, and the song flowed into the world. The audience could no longer restrain their enthusiasm, and the warm applause lasted for a long time.

Some of the more emotional people were even so excited that they cried.

Wang Xiaomin bowed deeply, looked up at Zhang Xuebing affectionately, and then bowed again, as if she was thanking him alone.

This made Zhang Xuebing sit there at a loss.

At this time, the judges started to give points. Unexpectedly, all ten judges gave full marks. So far, Wang Xiaomin’s song has the highest score.

The host came over and asked with a smile, "This is a new song. We have never heard it before. I would like to ask the singer, is this your original song?"

Wang Xiaomin smiled and shook his head and said, "This song was created by a friend of mine, but he refused to reveal his name. It's a pity. I want to say thank you to him here for being able to create such nice lyrics and such beautiful music."

Melody, thank you!”

After saying that, she bowed in the direction of Zhang Xuebing again, and then followed the lights to the backstage.

The scene erupted into bursts of applause again.

Director Yang in the audience also applauded, and then said to Zhang Xuebing.

"I made a mistake. I didn't expect that there was a composer sitting next to me. Brother, you really sang this song to the fullest. The sorrows and sorrows of life are filled with stubbornness and perseverance. It's very inspiring. It's great. It seems.

You are a person with a story!"

Zhang Xuebing thought that I had a lot of stories, but I really didn’t write this song. Do I have to be shameless to recognize it?

He thought about it for a long time, but still felt that he couldn't be so thick-skinned, so he said immediately.

"You may have misunderstood. I am really not the author!"

Director Yang nodded with a half-smile and said nothing more.

Soon the remaining singers had finished singing, and the competition entered the final stage to determine today's champion and runner-up.

All the singers appeared on the stage at the same time, appearing in a row.

The scores are all listed, and Wang Xiaomin is currently ranked first.

If there are no surprises, today's champion must be her.

The host quickly read out the score. She held a piece of paper in her hand and announced loudly, "Tonight, the results of our first singing competition have appeared. Now I announce the third place..."

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Soon the third and runner-up were announced, leaving only the much-anticipated champion.

The host looked at Wang Xiaomin, with a blessing smile on her lips, and she said loudly, "I will announce that today's champion is..."

However, before she could say Wang Xiaomin's name, a discordant voice suddenly appeared.

“I’m complaining that Wang Xiaomin plagiarized other people’s songs!”