no ambiguity

The big boss kept a low profile, he just wanted to take a look at it temporarily, and the Sai Fang immediately received him nicely, for fear of neglecting this one.There were more than a dozen seats in the referee area, originally reserved for He Yuying in the middle, but now they were vacant. He Yuying was on the right side, and on the left was the representative sent by the beverage sponsor.

The host didn't introduce this big boss, and the race team did a good job of keeping secrets, so the people present only knew that a rich boss came.

Qinghe thought that it was the financial backer behind He Yuying, and she was throwing money, and she was playing with He Yuying, the battle was so big, who else could there be besides the financial backer?

Recalling the last time I went to S City, what Qi Rui’an said in the car, He Yuying’s benefactor is quite capable, and he has made a lot of money from entertainment in recent years. This person is young and promising, and he has great means. This year is less than [-] years old, younger than He Yuying, with a wealthy family and a complicated network of relationships, and he is very successful in the circle.At that time, Qi Rui'an laughed and said: "It's amazing, he is a visionary."

After listening to Qi Er's words, Qing He couldn't help thinking about a few strange points, a little confused.

This time the competition is not a professional level competition, the participants are all unknown small bands, and the slow train is considered to be the best among them. Why is there such a large lineup of judges?To kill a chicken with a sledgehammer, the level of the judges is too high.

Furthermore, He Yuying's backer is Neon, she was put on the show earlier, it was hard work, but in the end she still made a wedding dress for Kong Yin, and had to hand over the traffic to others, although a company doesn't have to care too much, It seems that there is no big problem for senior sisters to help fellow juniors, but after helping again and again, a big singer is reduced to being a judge of a small competition. Is it necessary to help the poor to this extent?Can He Yuying really be so open-minded?

The most important point is that with such a large formation, the current situation has already deviated from the scope of normal competition.Qinghe has participated in several large and small competitions, whether it is in the former band Xichao or the current slow train, whether it is to make money or gain fame, I have never encountered such a situation.This time the game is more like a hype, for the sake of gimmicks.

Qinghe is not a member of the circle, and has no idea of ​​entering the circle, but has experienced some minor changes in the past few years, and is still familiar with this kind of operation.

In order to promote empty music, Neon went on shows and hit hot searches, but now that passers-by have it, it's almost something.

In the current era, traffic is king, and today’s popularity will be blurred tomorrow. It’s normal to go from being popular all over the Internet to being uninterested, and the limelight will always be just a moment.Neon poured a lot of money into it, and it wouldn't stop if it didn't earn back.The professionalism of the team behind Kongyin allowed the band to calm down after a wave of presence, and opened up a growth path for it.

The current audience hates traffic products with no strength and a false name the most. In many cases, capital spends a lot of energy and financial resources, but the products they create are substandard, drive high and low, and are even abandoned by the market, so the return is very little.Neon is well aware of the rebellious psychology of the public, and this time it is going to take the route of cultivation.

After going through a massive firestorm on the entire network, Kongyin has already stood in the public eye. They have already gained a lot of fans from passers-by, and they have a solid foundation. Next, they have to show their strength to prove themselves.It’s not advisable to take one step into the sky, the higher you climb, the harder you fall, the easier it is to expose your clues, you have to take your time, just like playing a game, first brush the mobs, level up all the way, and finally you can fight the big boss.

First in a small band, then produce works, continue to compete, continue to produce works... Then there are regular competitions, major music festivals, rankings, winning awards, holding concerts, domestic and foreign tours, incidentally appearing on programs, etc., Continue to expand your fame and reputation, spend money if you are not strong enough, and don't make a series of operations too smooth.

There are too many capable people in the world, but too few opportunities.

The four members of Kongyin were able to get on the stage, so they were not bad at all, all they lacked was a chance.

There are actually two extremes among the groups playing bands in China, those who die from drought and those who die from floods.

This is only about performances, as well as peripherals, copyrights, audio-visual products, etc.In addition, some pop bands will enter the entertainment industry to work hard, and the appearance fee alone can be worth the share of a concert, not to mention other income.

Qinghe had such an opportunity, but she "didn't know what is good and what is bad". At that time, she was young and frivolous, her temper was too violent, and in the end it was all in vain.

Back then, Nihong wanted to make Xichao one of the best rock bands in China, and wanted to make them popular. Not only did they plan to buy prizes for Xichao, but they also took four of them to meet investors.In that resplendent private room, the drunken man kept leaning on Qinghe, and the middle-aged man with a big belly sitting next to him put his hand between Deng Heng's legs meanly, and kept going up, almost Touching his crotch, Qinghe couldn't stand it anymore, picked up a glass of wine and poured it on the belly boy's face, saving this disappointing teammate.

But later Deng Heng complained that she was meddling in other people's business, and the higher-ups of Nihong scolded her for being lowly and humble, pretending to be noble, with a dead face and not being able to smile, so angry that she wanted to slap her in the face.The man who brought them into the circle, Kong Yin's current music manager, once satirized in a shrill voice: "Shame on your face."

Qinghe still has to face, so in the end he chose to break up.

Recalling the past, thinking about Deng Heng's reaction when he saw him before, Qinghe sighed, a dog can still bark, but a human is not a human anymore.

After all, it's over, it's useless to think too much, she chatted with Qi Er for a while, trying to distract herself.

The competition on the other side continued, hotter than the 38°C day.

The winner or loser of this game is determined in one round. The band goes up to perform, and the judges in the audience score points.Fifteen professionals, each with a total of ten points each time, can give scores from one to ten, and the final total score is the number of votes for the band.

For the sake of fairness, all performances are scored on the spot, and the scores are recorded first, and then the comments are made, so as to prevent the contestants from playing emotional cards when answering questions.

The judging system is generally fine, and at first glance it is still very fair, at least in the eyes of the audience.As for the judging committee not suppressing points, or deliberately giving high marks, the general public has no way of knowing that voting is a subjective act, and the judges have different aesthetics and standards, and the number of votes depends entirely on their preference. As long as it is not particularly obvious, how can the audience Perceived abnormalities.

Qinghe never has too much expectation for the competition, she only strives to get money, and the rest has nothing to do with her.

In the afternoon, the competition was fierce, and the young people were full of motivation and strong appeal.

But it is a pity that the strength of the rookie band is almost there after all. Some people lose the chain temporarily, and some people are not good at basic skills. From arrangement to technique, from [-] pm to [-] pm, there is no one who can play. So far, no dark horse has broken out.

The score situation of each band is relatively bleak, the bands with 60-90 points are the majority, and there are only two teams with more than [-] points, but they are not high, and none of them exceeds [-].

Obviously, the big team in the afternoon was not able to fight, and the judges were very dissatisfied with them.

The highlight is at night.

When Qing He saw the roster yesterday, he knew it. He knew that the competition team was playing dirty tricks, leaving all the powerful bands behind, deliberately creating competitiveness, and interfering with the results in different ways.

In a competition without a clear answer, there is an extremely metaphysical phenomenon. The performance of the previous or even the first few contestants often affects the results of the latter.There is a comparison between the front and back contestants. If the front band performs too well, the next band will generally not score high, unless the latter can go against the sky, and vice versa.

The slow train is unlucky. The first few opponents are not bad, and anyone who can be named is in this pile.

As for Kongyin, they are very lucky. There are rookie bands in the front and back, and there are almost no opponents around. The playing time is also stuck in the middle. At [-] o'clock in the evening, it is neither early nor late, and the order is just in front of this pile of capable teams. .

In short, the process of this competition is that the bands in the front take the lead to lay the groundwork, and the bands in the back fight each other, and the years in the middle are quiet.

Qinghe didn't react yesterday, but now she understands.

Others have a backstage, but they don't, so there's nothing they can do about it, and they have to be tougher when they get beaten, and it's worthwhile to arrange whatever they want.

At seven o'clock, there was a half-hour break in the middle of the competition, and the judges had to relax collectively.

After an afternoon of hilarity, the enthusiasm of the student party in the auditorium remained undiminished, and they became even more rowdy after dark. They shouted like ghosts in the audience. If the security guards didn't stop them, these people would have to rush to the stage.

Many fans in the auditorium were He Yuying's fans. During the intermission, the fans gathered around spontaneously, shouting He Yuying's name excitedly, and throwing food to the judges area.

He Yuying was kind to the fans. She not only stood up and waved to them, but also picked up the bagged bread on the ground and tore it open, taking a small bite with confidence.

The fans below were almost crazy with excitement, shouting to tell her not to be so tired, let her have a good rest.

Qing He went in after this, taking advantage of the lack of people, to take a look inside to see what it was like.

The fans' shouts made her ears hurt. She subconsciously covered one ear and didn't let go until the voice died down.

She went to the audience area, but didn't go to the front, and mingled with the audience.

He Yuying's fans were too crazy, they were all pushing forward, and the security guards couldn't stop them, so they could only yell and back away.

Qinghe doesn't chase stars, and has never experienced such a situation, so try to stay away from this group of people.However, the sky failed as people wished, and within a short distance, the group of fans came to this side, like a tide overturning the water, directly dragged him into the camp.

Her legs and feet were not good, she couldn't dodge for a while, and she was afraid of being stepped on or fell, so she could only follow these people, planning to find an opening to get out.

Someone pushed her, someone accidentally kicked her injured leg.Qinghe was so painful that she couldn't hold her expression, she groaned in pain, and immediately couldn't control her waist.

As soon as she was about to fall, a hand stretched out diagonally to grab her and lead her out.

Qinghe couldn't hold on, his legs went limp, and his body crooked and fell into the opponent's arms.

The scene was too chaotic, she didn't care so much, fearing that she would really fall, she quickly hugged him.

The man's embrace was warm, and the touch on his chest was soft.

When the familiar smell of perfume came, Qing He's hands froze, feeling something was wrong, he immediately tightened his hands, wanting to raise his head to have a look.

But the other party took her one step ahead and stood aside, saying in a gentle voice, "Be careful and stand still."

Qinghe touched the man's waist.

"Boss Wen?"