"I'm a Celebrity", a singing program that everyone can participate in, has attracted many people in Mingjiang City to participate due to its high bonuses.
The registration location is the lobby on the first floor of the TV station in Mingjiang City. Early in the morning, people who heard the news came here and lined up in a long line to sign up for the program.
Fortunately, He Yong had the foresight to ask his friend to help Chen Feng queue up in advance, otherwise Chen Feng might not be able to sign up for the queue all day and night.
The people who come to participate in the program are also of all kinds, and they come from all walks of life, including urban white-collar workers, people from society with tattoos of dragons and tigers, stumbling old men, and even young women nursing children, aunts holding vegetable baskets...
At noon, it was finally Chen Feng's turn.
"ID card." The staff in front of the registration desk said calmly.
Chen Feng gave him his ID card. After he recorded it, he gave Chen Feng a form and asked him to fill in some basic personal information and then sent Chen Feng a number, No. 369.
"Leader, can I participate under my stage name?"
"You still have a stage name?" The staff almost laughed.
Of course Chen Feng does not have a stage name, but he does not want to participate in the show under his real name. After all, his reputation is not good. If people who know him find out, they may tell others that he is a criminal, which will affect him.
Achievements in participating in the program.
Even if the show doesn't care about his identity, it won't let a robbery and murderer go too far, so Chen Feng should try his best to keep a low profile.
"I have a stage name."
"what is it call?"
"Xiao Feng, Xiao unrestrained Xiao, Feng Chen Feng, I want to participate under this name, is it okay?"
"Can."
The staff member wrote the name Xiaofeng in the participant column, "Participate in the first round of auditions at two o'clock in the afternoon."
"So fast?"
"If we wait until the registration is completed before auditioning, how long will it take for so many people to be finished?" The staff waved their hands impatiently and shouted: "Next!"
It was already one o'clock in the afternoon, and it was impossible to go back to Jiuli Town. Chen Feng called Jia Peng and asked him to get the broken guitar quickly.
At two o'clock, Jia Peng and He Yong brought the guitar over, followed by a girl with a ponytail. She was not pretty and had a dark complexion, but she was tall and full of healthy vitality.
"Why did you come together?"
He Yong smiled and said, "Brother Peng, who I just met here." He pulled the girl behind and said, "This is my sister He Xiaoju. Didn't I tell you last night? If Brother Feng goes to a boxing match in the future,
Or if you want to participate in a singing competition, ask her to help at a street stall. Although her cooking skills are not as good as yours, Brother Feng, she can still do it."
"Brother Feng." He Xiaoju smiled at Chen Feng, showing her white teeth.
"I'll trouble you about the street stall."
"My brother's eldest brother is my eldest brother. This is how it should be." He Xiaoju said, "Don't worry, Brother Feng, I will never let you down."
"Thank you." Chen Feng nodded, "I'm going to the second floor to participate in the show. There are so many people, and it won't be my turn until the evening. You go back first, and we're going to pack up and leave the stall."
"Brother Feng, let me stay with you here." He Yong said.
"You go and help them too, we don't need you here."
"I'll be your assistant. You haven't had lunch yet, so I'll buy you food." After saying that, He Yong went to buy food.
This He Yong is too enthusiastic.
"Brother Feng, let's go back then."
"Go ahead and call me on the phone if you need anything."
Chen Feng was right. He had been waiting until the evening. At 10:30, a voice finally sounded outside the performance hall on the second floor. Contestant No. 368 Wang Xi came on stage. Contestant No. 369 Xiaofeng was asked to prepare.
"It's finally my turn." Chen Feng felt that the flowers had withered.
"Xiaofeng? Brother Feng is a very good stage name. Does it have any meaning?" He Yong asked.
"Xiao means Xiao, which is homophonic to Xiaomeng. It represents my daughter. Feng is naturally me." Chen Feng said.
"Brother Feng really loves his daughter. He even thought of her when he chose his stage name." He Yong said with a smile: "Does she know about your participation in the show?"
"I don't know, why are you telling her this?"
"If you get good grades, she will be very proud of you. You should tell her."
Chen Feng shook his head, "No, she would definitely not be happy if she found out. She doesn't want my father, a reform-through-labor prisoner, to show up because she feels embarrassed."
"You've done a good job, she can't always be like this."
"You don't understand that she has deep-seated disgust and hatred for me. She thinks that everything she lost was caused by me, which is also true. I'm sorry for her..."
"Please invite No. 369 Xiaochen to appear, and No. 370 Zhang Xing to prepare."
Chen Feng sighed, "It's my turn."
"Brother Feng, come on!"
Chen Feng patted He Yong on the shoulder and walked into the performance hall.
After walking through a not-so-long corridor, I opened the curtain and saw a small stage with lights in front of me. Two cameramen with cameras stood at the two corners of the stage, and there was a moving unmanned camera above the front.
There were three judges sitting in front of them, two men and one woman. Chen Feng knew from the screams of the contestants who came in just now that these three people must be celebrities, but Chen Feng didn't recognize them.
There are two men, one old and the other young. The older one is in his fifties. He wears glasses, is a bit fat, has longer hair than Chen Feng, and looks like a very entertainer.
The young man is about thirty years old, with a slight beard and neat short hair, and looks very handsome.
The lady must be in her thirties, well-maintained, fair-skinned, beautiful, and very elegant, but there was an impatient look in her beautiful eyes.
The three of them were actually a little impatient. Apparently the players in front of them did not satisfy them.
The woman didn't say much to Chen Feng, but said calmly: "Please start your singing."
Chen Feng picked up the guitar and said, "This song is called "White Birch Forest"." After speaking, he gently plucked the strings, and the beautiful guitar melody flowed out from his fingers...
The quiet village is covered with white snow
Pigeons flying under the hazy sky
The two names are engraved on the birch tree
They vowed to love each other for the rest of their lives
One day the war came to my hometown
The young man picked up a gun and ran to the border
Sweetheart, don’t worry about me
Waiting for me to come back in the birch forest
…………
As Chen Feng sang, the three judges' initial impatience slowly turned into calmness, and then they began to smile. Finally, the long-haired middle-aged man closed his eyes and followed the rhythm.
As Chen Feng's guitar cadenza ended, the three of them clapped happily. The middle-aged man with long hair smiled and said: "Finally, we have waited for a good song."
The woman nodded and said: "This song has a soothing melody. It is a nice ballad. I am intoxicated by it. This song tells a poignant love story. There is white snow in the sky, white doves flying in the sky, and a beautiful girl silently
I am waiting in the birch forest for the triumphant return of my lover who has gone to the battlefield...waiting until old age...it's so touching!"
The young man agreed: "The melody of this song is beautiful and pure, and the lyrics are also very good. The whole lyrics are based on white, white doves, white snow, birch forest, white hair. White symbolizes purity and sadness. This song was written
It’s pure love, poignant love, what a great song!”
"I have never heard this song. Have you two heard it?"
Both of them shook their heads.
Chen Feng was very puzzled. Could it be that the songs he remembered were all original songs from college?
"Excuse me, contestant Xiaofeng, is this a song you wrote yourself?"
Chen Feng could only nod. Although he didn't dare to vouch for it, the song "My Deskmate" he had sung for Jia Peng was indeed an original song, so he took a gamble on this song.
"I didn't expect this surprise to be such a big one!" The long-haired middle-aged man laughed and said, "We actually listened to such a beautiful original song in this people's song competition."
The woman looked at Chen Feng with interest, "Are you a professional singer-songwriter?"
"No, I'm not a musician."
"I said I've never heard of your name." The woman was a little disappointed. She was not a professional singer-songwriter, which meant that this song might have been written by this person on sudden inspiration. There should be no better works. She
I secretly wanted to tell the director of the company in the evening if I couldn't let him buy the song.
"I support originality. This song is also very nice. I hope you will always produce excellent original works in this program. I will always pay attention to you." The long-haired middle-aged man held up the sign and said, "Passed.
Young men also held up passing signs.
The woman smiled sweetly and said, "I hope you can surprise me again in the future. Of course I will pass."
All three passed, and Chen Feng advanced to the second round of auditions.
Chen Feng walked out of the performance hall, and He Yong greeted him, "Brother Feng, how are you?"
Chen Feng nodded, "It's time to enter the second round."
"Great! Come on, let's go back to the street stall to celebrate!"
When the two returned to the street stall on Changping Street, they saw several people arguing around Jia Peng and He Xiaoju, looking like they were about to start a fight.
"What's wrong?" Chen Feng came over.
"Brother Feng, they said we were selling fake wine!" Jia Peng shouted: "How is this possible?!"
"Fake wine?" Chen Feng frowned slightly, "Are you drinking the ordinary liquor from our street stall?"
"No, they didn't want to drink this kind of liquor. I went to a canteen on Mingchang Street in the south to buy it alone."
He Yong asked: "Where is that bottle of wine?"
A customer pointed to the white wine packaged in a red porcelain bottle on a stall table, "That's the bottle of Bayeux Spring Aged Wine."
He Yong walked over and picked up the wine, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, then took a sip and nodded: "It is indeed fake wine."
Jia Peng was stunned, "He Yong, why are you talking to others?"
"This is simply a fact. Bayeux Spring Aged Wine does not taste like this at all."
The customer spread his hands and said, "Let me tell you! This is my favorite wine. How could I make a mistake?"
Chen Feng said to the guest in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, it's our fault. I'll give you free food and drinks today, and I'll give you two boxes of beer as a gift when you come next time."