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A song is sung.

When the music ended, Chu Renmei stood awkwardly on the stage, looking nervously at the four tutors.

None of them took lights.

The four instructors looked at each other and began to joke with each other:

"You go ahead."

"You should say it first!"

"I have nothing to say. . . . it is . . . indescribable.

"What are you doing now? Shirking responsibility?"

"Okay! Then I will say it!"

The only female mentor on the stage looked at Chu Renmei again.

She looked at her critically:

"This contestant, let's not talk about what you sang just now, I want to ask what kind of outfit you are wearing?"

Chu Renmei hurriedly looked down at her clothes.

It was wearing... an ancient blue robe.

Three points are like costumes, and seven points are like gowns.

"I.....I don't know..." She was a little panicked.

The female tutor began to sarcasm:

"We are a singing program, as long as you have a good voice, you can stay, it's as simple as that."

"I don't think it's interesting to rely on fancy clothes to attract attention."

"I'll give you a little suggestion, if you come here again next time, don't wear this kind of clothes... I don't know what kind of clothes."

She suddenly asked:

"By the way, how old are you?"

Chu Renmei quickly replied: "Oh, I... I am 26 years old."

"You're only 26 years old?"

The female tutor feigned surprise:

"Looking at your makeup, I thought you were 46: a 25-year-old girl! Why is the unfortunate youth at ten o'clock!"

Chu Renmei twisted the corner of her clothes and lowered her head silently.

Tears rolled in the eyes.

Another male tutor wearing glasses couldn't stand it anymore, he interrupted:

"You always stare at people's clothes and say what!"

"We're a professional music review show! Let's talk about her songs.

He cleared his throat and asked:

"You just sang Cantonese opera, right? Traditional drama?"

Chu Renmei picked up the microphone: "Yes. 27

"You sing Cantonese opera, why do you come to our stage?" the glasses teacher asked inexplicably.

Chu Renmei didn't know how to answer again, she hesitated and couldn't speak.

The glasses instructor asked again: "Then what is your dream?"

Chu Renmei summoned up her courage: "Become the most famous Cantonese opera star!"

The four instructors looked at each other and burst out laughing!

Their laughter, to Chu Renmei's ears at this moment, seemed so piercing, like needles with barbed thorns!

Mentors joked:

"If you know traditional drama, why do you add the word traditional?"

"No matter what it is, adding the word "traditional" means that it... has been eliminated."

"Cantonese opera, does anyone still listen to it?"

"It seems not."

"What's fame about something no one listens to?"

"This contestant, I still suggest that you... change the style of music and sing some popular songs.

"Wouldn't it be nice to be the most famous pop star?"

"Idol singers are fine too."

"Anyway, what you like is just the feeling of being sought after by the audience. What you like...is this stage."

"Singing pop songs, or Cantonese opera, what's the difference to you?"

"Change your clothes, too."

"You have a good figure, the skirt can be a little shorter."

All kinds of harsh pointers fell into Chu Renmei's ears.

Her resentment suppressed by Cao Yu is about to move...

The color of the pupils faded, and the black hair fluttered...

no... no... no...

It's not what you say!

Don't insult my dreams!

It's been a long time.

After all, she endured it and walked off the stage silently.

After that, Chu Renmei's life seemed to be on the accelerator.

Chu Renmei began to change her preferences according to what her mentors said.

She tried on some blushing outfits, and the skirts got shorter and shorter.

She also tried to sing some pop songs without technical content, the rhythm became faster and faster, and the style of music became more and more sunny.

In this imaginary life in this dream, she seems to have completely accepted her identity, forgetting that she is a ghost, forgetting that she was once married, forgetting the husband who killed her, and forgetting Huangshan Village.

When she once again stood on the stage of Good Voice, Chu Renmei has completely changed her image.

She wore a standard girl group high ponytail, her makeup was bright and attractive, and her smile was sweet:

"The song I bring today is to burn my calories!"

Chu Renmei sang and danced rap on stage, full of energy.

Halfway through the singing, the instructors burst into flames one after another!

"Wow! Whether she chooses me or not! I want to turn around and look at this girl! Your voice is so beautiful! So energetic!"

"My team needs a beautiful girl like you!"

"What's your name? Chu Renmei? It's really beautiful!"

"You're a born star!"

The audience also stood up and applauded thunderously.

Chu Renmei felt dizzy from extreme happiness on the stage...

is this real?

Am I really recognized and loved by so many people?

This is my stage!

When she got off the stage, a sunny and handsome male manager found her.

"Chu Renmei, you really have great potential for development. Our Inhuman Talent Agency plans to sign you!"

"This is our artist management contract, you can see if there is any problem."

Chu Renmei was already too deep in the dream, but she felt that the male manager in front of her was a little familiar, but she didn't recognize it at all.

"Your inhuman artist agency... is it a big company?"

Cao Yu said with a professional smile: 543 "Of course, the voice of Xia Guo is the program we invested in."

Only then did Chu Renmei accept the contract and see:

"What is your personal plan for artists? I signed with your company, or do I only want to sing? Or do I also want to act?"

Cao Yu helped her read the contract:

"Miss Chu, look here, it's written in the contract, if you become a signed artist of our company, we will arrange specific work according to your style and preferences.

"It doesn't have to be only singing, but also filming, and even variety shows."

Chu Renmei nodded, quite satisfied.

She then saw that the contract included working hours and holiday arrangements, and she was a little worried:

"Work every day? No vacation at all?"

Cao Yu explained: "Artists must arrange according to the itinerary they have booked in advance. There is no way to have fixed holidays. Of course, if you feel tired, you can tell me in advance and I will arrange a rest day for you."

He smiled awkwardly:

"Of course, since you have chosen this star-studded path, you should also know that the working hours of artists will be relatively longer, and there is no way around it.

Chu Renmei is in the dream, and her original intention has been distorted.

She was dazzled by flowers and applause.

So, without thinking too much, Chu Renmei signed the contract:

"Is it enough to sign here?"

"Okay."

Dreams shattered. .