After being hacked by the whole network, I became the actor

The final round of the talent show "Singing Boys" came to a perfect conclusion. The three champions, the second runner-up and the third runner-up were all young people in their prime, especially the third runner-up, Chu Yifei, who was only 22 years old, but a college student who had just graduated from college.

Chu Yifei stood at the door of the crowded small dressing room, quietly watching the champion and the runner-up put on makeup. The champion was a gorgeous beauty with delicate facial features hidden under the heavy makeup. The red lips were seductive, and the long wavy hair was delicate and elegant. Lazy, more gorgeous.

The runner-up was a bright-looking young man with healthy wheat-colored skin, wearing tights, and his eight-pack abs were faintly visible. When he smiled, he grinned, revealing eight snow-white teeth, and was chatting with the makeup artist.

The two female makeup artists were amused by the runner-up's witticism, and they almost drew the champion's eyeliner crookedly. The champion's red lips curled up, not hiding the disdain and sarcasm in his eyes: "Can't you make up properly? You almost poked my eyes , has no one taught you that the most taboo to be a nymphomaniac when working in the entertainment industry?"

As soon as these words came out, the dressing room was suddenly quiet. The two female makeup artists looked at each other, and the runner-up smoothed things over with a smile: "She didn't mean it either."

The female makeup artist who put on makeup for the champion forced a smile on her lips, and shaded the champion's side face: "Okay."

The runner-up also finished his makeup. He looked at himself in the mirror seriously, tilted his head and said to the makeup artist: "Miss, please help me put some shadow on my dimples. My dimples are my specialty. Without dimples, I won't have them." Unique." Saying that, she gave the makeup artist a wink.

The champion snorted coldly, put on the headset and left, and when Chu Yifei passed by the door, he didn't leave a single one behind.

When the champion was far away, the runner-up sighed in a pretentious manner, with emotion and accusation: "She is good at everything, but her personality is a little too arrogant."

The two female makeup artists just smiled and said nothing, and the empty one waved to Chu Yifei: "Ji Jun, sit down."

The runner-up put on the headset and smiled brightly at the mirror. After confirming that it was perfect, he waved to the two makeup artists and left the dressing room.Chu Yifei looked at himself in the mirror, resisted the desire to turn his face away, and watched the makeup artist paste the foundation on his face, and let the makeup artist play with a stiff expression.

"Do you have any requirements?" asked the makeup artist, "Your skin is fair and of good texture, so you don't need to apply it too thickly, just a primer will do."

Chu Yifei didn't speak.

"You are the last "Singing Boys", and there will be no such show in the future." Another makeup artist who was already sitting on the side playing with his mobile phone sighed, and said melancholy, "This show was very popular back then, and Xu Guyan relied on He debuted on this show, and now he is doing well abroad, I heard that he immigrated to the United States a long time ago, and never came back."

"Master Xu, I was young at the time, and I even stole my father's cell phone to vote for him, but unfortunately I only won the third place." The makeup artist who helped Chu Yifei put on makeup also said excitedly, his eyes sparkling, "But even if I only won A third runner-up, but now the most popular and most promising is our Xu Dashen, the champion and third runner-up have no idea where to go."

"Singing Boys" is a large-scale old-fashioned talent show. Ten years ago, it was a big hit, and everyone knew it. Xu Guyan, who was the first third runner-up ten years ago, has now gone overseas to develop, in Europe and the United States. Occupying a place in the music circle, foreigners call it the "Oriental Siren", and it has established a god position in China and has been named the unique God of Songs.

It's just that Xu Guyan, the god of song, has been abroad for seven years and has not returned to the country for seven years. Countless people speculate that he has emigrated long ago.

After ten years, "Singing Boy" is no longer fresh, and its living space is squeezed by many competitive freshman talent shows. There are very few contestants participating in the talent show and viewers watching the show.

The TV station intends to completely end this fading project, and the program group can only rely on the gimmick of "the last session" to attract a little popularity and make nostalgic audiences miss their youth.

According to tradition, the top three in the competition will have an opportunity to be interviewed. It is a talk show that is not very popular on TV. Now Chu Yifei and the three are preparing for the backstage of this show.

"Okay." The makeup artist didn't put too much makeup on Chu Yifei, but just put on a light layer of powder and drew an eyebrow. She looked at Chu Yifei in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction, "A good foundation is good, You look better without makeup than with makeup."

Chu Yifei also looked at himself in the mirror, as if he hadn't changed at all, or something had changed. He put the headset back on, and smiled softly, "Thank you."

The makeup artist was taken aback, and quickly waved his hands: "No thanks, no thanks, this is what I should do."

After Chu Yifei walked out of the dressing room, he heard two makeup artists behind him talking about him.

"Did you see the smile of the third runner-up just now? It's so pretty."

"I didn't see it. Isn't he good-looking? I haven't seen anyone who is more beautiful and recognizable than him, neither men nor women..."

After turning a few corners, we arrived at the studio. The champion and the third runner-up had already finished auditioning with the host, and were waiting for Chu Yifei. Seeing him walk in, the champion rolled his eyes indistinctly: "Why are you so slow? Hurry up." While speaking, she adjusted her clothes, pulled the low-cut little red dress even lower, exposing her white and flowery breasts.

The runner-up also changed a few sitting positions, with his back straight, showing the most standard eight-teeth smile, and two dimples on his cheeks.

According to the ranking of the competition, Chu Yifei happened to be seated last. After he walked in, he looked around habitually, and politely smiled at the host: "Hello."

The host is a middle-aged woman, but her appearance is comparable to that of a 28-year-old girl, with a smooth face and light makeup, she is almost younger than the real [-]-year-old champion opposite: "Hello, are you Chu Yifei?"

Chu Yifei didn't know how to answer, so he could only smile again, which was an answer.

The host was just being polite out of habit, and asked Chu Yifei to audition the headset to make sure that there was no problem, then tidied up his appearance, showed a perfect smile to the camera, and said the opening remarks: "There is a show that has been popular since ten years ago. Countless stars have been produced. Some people describe this program as Bole. Maxima often has it, but Bole does not. This program gives all Maxima a stage to show themselves, and the best-developed Maxima even goes overseas. .Let us welcome today's guests, the last "Singing Boys"."

The camera panned, from the champion to the runner-up, and finally landed on Chu Yifei's face, the show had begun.

Both the champion and the third runner-up were eloquent. They came and went with the host, and successfully stirred up the atmosphere. The topic gradually fell from the personal past of the champion and the runner-up to "Singing Boy". The sad piano sound slowly The sound rang, and the photos of the champions, runners-up and runners-up of the "Singing Boys" in the past ten years were displayed on the big screen in a timely manner.

Some quit the entertainment industry, some transitioned to the film and television industry, some struggled to continue singing, and some disappeared for some reason... Finally, they stopped on a young smiling face.

"Xu Guyan ten years ago was not Xu Dashen, just a young boy." The host said with an exclamation tone, "Now Xu Guyan is already an internationally renowned singer, the only one in the European and American music circles. The first step of Xu Dashen, the 'Oriental Siren', started in "Singing Boys."

That face is too young, about Mo, but there is a calmness and firmness in the eyes that ordinary teenagers don't have. Only when he smiles brightly, will he reveal the clarity and youthfulness that belonged to his age.

Chu Yifei frowned and looked at the 19-year-old Xu Guyan, with the corners of his mouth slightly turned down, showing a mocking expression.

"I came to this show because I worship Master Xu." The champion held his face in his hands and looked at the photo excitedly, "Master Xu is the pride of people of the yellow race. I will also learn from Master Xu in the future." , Sing your song to the world."

The runner-up was not to be outdone: "Xu Dashen's singing skills are perfect, I have heard every song of his, and every song makes me feel amazing!"

The corners of Chu Yifei's mouth curled even wider, and he lowered his eyes to cover them.

"Yifei seems to have a different opinion?" The host noticed Chu Yifei's expression, turned his gaze to him, and asked softly.

Chu Yifei was silent for a while, then raised his head and smiled softly: "Although everyone says Xu Guyan is the God of Songs, I don't quite agree with this point of view."

Everyone present was stunned for a moment, even the director of the program group looked at Chu Yifei.

"It's just the Chinese people's mentality of admiring foreign countries, thinking that foreign countries are good, and Xu Guyan's strength is seriously overestimated because of his development in foreign countries." It was the first time he came to this program, Chu Yifei said a long sentence, and finished speaking After that, he continued to add more.

"Xu Guyan's albums in recent years have become more and more stereotyped, without any breakthrough, and the aura of the past is gone, only craftsmanship remains.

His skills and singing skills have improved, but the songs he sang are extremely flat and emotionless, like a big tree that has been eaten away by moths, and there is nothing but hollowness.

Apart from his skillful skills and unique voice, he has nothing worthy of praise. He has long lost the most important thing: emotion.There is no emotion, no matter how showy the skills are, they are all soulless songs, which can only make people think that his skills are extraordinary, but they will not resonate with the soul.

Therefore, even though he is advertised as the God of Songs in China, he is not eligible to win a Grammy at all abroad. He has been nominated for so many times, but he has not won a single award. "

After Chu Yifei finished speaking in one breath, the studio was silent. The champion's delicate makeup was ruined by a slightly distorted expression, and the runner-up also showed a look of astonishment. Even the well-informed host was stunned for a while, and couldn't help looking He looked at the director.

The director frowned and thought for a while, then raised his hand to signal to continue.

This show has been lukewarm for a long time, and the people who come to this show are all little-known artists below the third tier. They will feel grateful when they are notified, and the whole recording process has never been explosive.

This time it's rare for someone to be so straightforward, rushing to send hot spots, don't want it for nothing.Thinking of this, the director laughed, anyway, the only ones who get hacked are artists.

By the second half of the show, the center of the topic had completely turned to Chu Yifei. The champion and the runner-up managed to maintain the expressions on their faces.

After the recording of the show, Chu Yifei didn't go to the dressing room to take off his makeup, and left with his own things. When he walked to his small battery car, he heard footsteps hurriedly chasing after him.

"Chu Yifei! Stop!" came the champion's exasperated voice, "You are so shameless. I used to think that you would not fight or grab...Chu Yifei, stop! You are not allowed Go! Let me tell you, Xu Guyan is the god of folk songs, you have too many shots, believe it or not, you will be hacked all over the Internet tomorrow!"

Watching Chu Yifei drive away on a small battery car, the champion jumped in anger. The heel of the thin high-heeled shoes was overwhelmed and broke suddenly. She twisted and almost fell to the ground in embarrassment. She hurriedly stood up. Get up, tidy up the sexy little red dress with exposed breasts and thighs below, look around and pretend to be nonchalant, his face turns darker when his eyes turn.

Ya Jun was looking at her and smiling happily. Seeing her noticing him, Ya Jun shrugged: "There are a few people who come to the entertainment industry who really don't fight or grab. You think he doesn't fight or grab, it's because he can't grab."

Isn't this a chance, double it up and return it immediately?

The champion gritted her teeth, with a ferocious expression on her face: "This bitch, you're so fucking willing..." Halfway through speaking, her phone rang, and she picked up the phone to check the caller ID, her expression immediately changed, and the voice of answering the phone Sweet and soft, "Husband, the interview is over, thank you husband for helping me win this interview opportunity, do you want to pick him up from work?"

The runner-up's expression didn't change at all, but he suddenly remembered something: "I forgot to thank Sister Li...