typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 812 Small but Bright

What is the most important thing between people?

sincere!

Zhu Pingan has never regarded Chen Ming as a junior. At the party, he was the director and Chen Ming was the entertainer.

The relationship between the two parties is that simple.

With Chen Ming's agreement, Zhu Ping'an had a very comfortable smile on his face.

"Then you stay here for a while. The soundproofing effect of the room is very good. You can practice singing here. I'll go out and take a look at the scene layout."

“Go through the rehearsal process as soon as possible!”

I wish Ping An took the last puff of cigarette and stood up.

Chen Ming sent Zhu Ping'an out of the room and sat back down in his seat.

There is the accompaniment of "Sunshine in the Cracks" on his mobile phone.

After a brief rest, Chen Ming started playing the accompaniment and practiced singing alone.

After practicing about five or six times, the staff came over to inform Chen Ming that it was time to prepare for the rehearsal.

Chen Ming walked out of the room.

At the same time, the show artists from other rooms also came out.

For a moment, everyone's eyes turned to Chen Ming.

When looking at Chen Ming's photos online, there is always a sense of distance, but now, Chen Ming is standing in front of them at close range.

When they were looking at Chen Ming, Chen Ming was also looking at everyone.

After scanning around, Chen Ming was surprised to find that he was actually the youngest among all the show's artists.

Apart from him, the youngest of the others was in his thirties, and looked about the same age as Wen Qing.

At this moment, Chen Ming finally knew how harsh the party was to Xiao Xianrou.

In previous lives, some popular artists were able to get the opportunity to perform on stage at parties.

But in China,

Xiao Xianrou's stage is limited to entertainment. As long as it is a slightly serious occasion, no place will be reserved for Xiao Xianrou.

hateful!

When will the little fresh meat stand up!

Oh~

I'm not a fresh kid, so that's okay.

Chen Ming comforted himself in his heart. A long time ago, he would be worried that he was not a young talent and envied other artists.

But at this moment, Chen Ming actually felt a little lucky.

Fortunately, I am not a fresh meat...

In fact, in the entertainment industry, any artist with a slightly better appearance may be classified as a minor.

Their appearance advantages overshadow their talents.

Of course, we do not exclude some artists who really have no talent and just rely on their faces to support themselves.

But this definition is unfair to those good-looking and talented artists.

They obviously work very hard.

But speaking out, he is Xiao Xianrou's idol, and not many people will mention his talent.

Very sad.

But it's also very realistic.

Chen Ming's appearance is ordinary, which has advantages and disadvantages.

At least, in China's entertainment environment, which is more stringent than on earth, Chen Ming's ordinary appearance is not a bad thing, but it brings him some benefits and conveniences.

Seeing Chen Ming, the others came up to say hello, but they were basically just acquaintances with nods.

They welcome Chen Ming to join.

But they are all elderly artists with their own arrogance, so they will not deliberately try to please Chen Ming.

Everyone walked towards the stage.

After simple tidying up, the seats in the Cultural Hall have become much cleaner and tidier.

Zhu Pingan stood in the aisle of the first row of seats and clapped his hands: "Everyone has seen the sequence of the show. Do you still have any questions about your order of entry?"

"No."

Everyone stood up and said.

Zhu Pingan nodded with satisfaction: "Today is our first rehearsal process. Keep everything simple."

"The host comes on stage, briefly talks about the opening remarks, and then everyone comes on stage in the order listed on the program list. There is no need to finish the show."

"If you think it's okay, just step off the stage and let the next program come on."

"Do you understand?"

Zhu Ping'an is really very professional in hosting the scene.

No one has any doubts.

very good!

Zhu Pingan turned around and whispered a few words to the assistant next to him, and the assistant trotted away.

"Then, the rehearsal starts now."

"The rest of the people will step down and the host will come on stage."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone on the stage walked towards the audience.

In an instant, the stage became spacious.

Chen Ming came to Zhu Pingan's side and stood quietly without speaking.

There are four hosts for this year's New Year's Eve party, two men and two women, all of whom are gold medal hosts of the Yuncheng local channel.

People who often watch the Yuncheng channel are familiar with these four hosts, but people from other cities are not very familiar with these four faces.

As a native of Yuncheng, Chen Ming was naturally unfamiliar with the four people on stage.

Chen Ming is a typical otaku.

Little surfing!

Rarely watch TV!

Unless he deliberately gets to know them, he really has no impression of these people.

I have to say that the four hosts have very strong professional abilities.

Without any sense of atmosphere, the four of them still looked passionate when they spoke the opening remarks, as if the audience was full of people.

Very dedicated!

After the opening remarks, the host left the stage.

"Mr. Huang comes on stage."

Zhu Pingping shouted.

The first program is a bel canto solo performed by an old artist. The old artist’s surname is Huang, and his single name is Yi Xian. He is a bel canto professional and is considered a frequent guest at Yuncheng evening parties.

Anyone who is from Yuncheng basically knows Huang Xian.

People who sing bel canto must be full of energy, otherwise they really wouldn't be able to sing bel canto.

Although Huang Xian is in his sixties, his body is very strong and his steps on stage are as brisk as flying, as if he is in his thirties.

Bel Canto repertoire: "Big River".

Just by hearing the name, Chen Ming knew how exciting this program was.

Huang Xian only sang a few lines in bel canto and then left the stage.

The bel canto "Dajiang Dahe" is Huang Xian's specialty. He always sings this bel canto at every party, without exception.

I guess everyone present was tired of hearing it, so Huang Xian sang a few symbolic words and then left the stage.

Since it was a rehearsal, everyone acted a little casually.

"Chen Ming, it's your turn."

Zhu Ping'an whispered.

Chen Ming hurriedly took the guitar from the staff and walked towards the stage.

Everyone looked down at the program list.

""Sunshine in the Cracks"."

"Never heard of it. Is it another of his original songs?"

"So strong! At such a young age, my creative inspiration has never dried up."

"The key is that he doesn't have any airs yet. If anyone else had Chen Ming's current achievements, he would have already started to ditch the big names."

"It's rare!"

The others couldn't help but whisper.

before today,

Among the people present, only Zhu Pingan had heard of "Sunshine in the Cracks".

The rest of the people just know the title of the song.

at this moment,

Chen Ming stood still on the stage and held the guitar in his arms.

The equipment is simple!

One person, one guitar, and one microphone.

There was no special lighting and no dry ice fog to set off the atmosphere. The stage after cleaning seemed a bit deserted.

Chen Ming looked very small on the stage, but very eye-catching.


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next