I’m Really a Superstar

afternoon.

The first round of auditions is over.

Afterwards, Zhang Ye called Ha Qiqi and others together and began to screen the samples of other contestants received in the mailbox. Today's audition is over, but there will be another one tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Contestants must be selected and notified in advance. For some out-of-town contestants who are far away, if they are really good, the program team will also be responsible for providing air tickets or train tickets, including round-trip travel expenses.

"Come, let's take a look."

"I'll be responsible for these hundred."

"I'm responsible for this page."

"Okay, if anyone who has passed the test tells me, I will try it again."

"Hey, Teacher Zhang, this sound is pretty good, come and listen to it."

"Let me take a look."

"Is this guy okay?"

"It sounds okay, let her know."

"Director Zhang, I also found a good one."

"coming."

Everyone was busy for another two hours before screening about one-fifth of the existing demos. There was no way, there were too many people who signed up. If people didn't think highly of "The Voice of the Republic" before, it's not that bad. If you are paying attention, then since Brain Gold’s 100 million naming fee was implemented, and since Zhang Yuanqi, Zhang Xia and other four well-known music instructors joined, the number of people signing up has increased exponentially. There are three or four times the number of people who signed up for a talent show, because there has never been such a luxurious lineup of mentors in history, and there has never been such a sky-high naming fee. The first step of "The Voice of the Republic" has already been taken. It has surpassed everyone and left other talent shows of the same type far behind.

Ring, the phone is coming.

Zhang Ye answered, "Mr. Jiang."

Over there is Jiang Yuan, the deputy director of CCTV, "Xiao Zhang, why did I hear that you made the four music consultants I transferred to you so angry that you left?"

Zhang Ye smiled and said: "Boss, it's not that I'm angry, it's just that my ideas are different. They can't help me with the draft work here, so I took a look and thought, Yu Jian, I'd better do it myself. The worst is that every game I'll follow up on the draft, it just takes a little time at most, it doesn't matter."

Jiang Yuan couldn't say anything else, "Okay, I don't care about this, as I said before, what I want to see is the results, the ratings.

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Zhang Ye said: "I know."

"How many people have passed the audition?" Jiang Yuan asked with concern.

"Four." Zhang Ye said.

Jiang Yuan was startled: "So few?"

Zhang Ye said: "But all of them are elites."

Jiang Yuan said: "Okay, then I will wait for your good news."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ye looked at his watch and greeted everyone: "Let's get here today. It's almost time to get off work. Thank you for your hard work."

"call."

"It's not hard."

"It should be Director Zhang."

Everyone then breathed a sigh of relief and got ready to get off work.

Zhang Ye is a workaholic. Normally, he might not be able to get off work at six or seven o'clock. When something really happens, he has to go to get off work at eight or nine o'clock. But now he is the first one to leave. There were still twenty minutes left, so Zhang Ye left early because there was still a little guy waiting for him. He had to rush to the experimental primary school to pick up Chenchen from school. If he was late, the little guy would be unhappy.

As soon as Zhang Ye left, everyone started talking to each other and had no worries.

Zhang Zuo lamented: "Do you think these players are really good?"

Wu Yi smiled bitterly, "I don't know, but Teacher Zhang probably has his own considerations."

"Oh, I don't know what to say." Ha Qiqi pinched her eyebrows and said, "I hope it can work, I hope a miracle will happen." She didn't believe what she said. ah

The others looked at each other with sad expressions on their faces

Some column team members even had expressions of pain on their faces.

Everyone has huge doubts about the people selected today. They have seen weird people, but never such weird ones.

Money is ordinary.

Sun Daxuan.

Zhou DaNian.

Luo Yu.

These four wonderful things are all very "coquettish"

get off work.

The "Good Voice" column team dimmed the lights and everyone dispersed downstairs.

In the elevator, deputy director Zhang Zuo met a friend from another CCTV program group. The two had known each other for several years.

The man said: "Lao Zuo."

Zhang Zuo said: "Hey, Lao Yu."

The man asked: "How are you doing? Are you busy with equipment? I heard that you spent more than 20 million to buy equipment?"

Zhang Zuodao: "Yes, I bought a batch of equipment, which should arrive tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

The person said: "Hey, you still have money. Also, with a naming fee of 100 million, it would take three days and three nights to throw money away with your eyes closed. Alas, look at our column group, it's just a penny pincher. Come on, it doesn’t matter what you want. The budget is tens of thousands more, and the leaders have to be stuck. How can you not be so nourishing? You can buy whatever you want." After a pause, he suddenly said: "By the way, your column is not a big one today. Do you want to choose?"

Hearing this, Zhang Zuo looked a little unnatural, "Ahem, right."

The man said: "What do you mean? What happened in the end? How many good ones are there? I saw a pretty one when I passed by before, with the one with big red eyes. Has she passed the audition?"

Zhang Zuo said: "I didn't pass."

The man said: "Then which one did you choose?"

Zhang Zuo hesitated, "I'm not responsible for this, and I don't know."

The man didn't believe it, "As a director, you must know something about matters that are not your responsibility?"

Zhang Zuo coughed and said, "I really don't know."

another side.

Downstairs of the TV tower, Wu Yi met an old colleague from a previous department.

The woman said hello: "Wu Yi, are you off work?"

"Yes." Wu Yidao.

The woman asked: "Did you audition today?"

Wu Yi snorted, "Is there any? I don't know."

The woman rolled her eyes, "Who are you lying to? The whole CCTV knows that your first audition for "The Voice" is today, and it was reported on the news. Tell me quickly, how many people were selected? How did they sing? I But I love watching the singing talent show the most. How do the people you choose compare with the contestants from other satellite TV stations?"

Wu Yi suddenly said: "Hey, did you buy a new pair of shoes?"

"Yeah, it looks good... Hey, I asked you about the players. You said I have bad shoes." The woman said speechlessly.

Wu Yi said nonchalantly: "I don't know, I'm not here today."

Another side.

Xiao Wang went to drive his bicycle and prepared to go home.

Then came a college classmate of hers, a girl who also worked at CCTV. They graduated together and were recruited by CCTV together. They have always had a good relationship.

"Wang'er, I've been looking for you all day."

"Ah? Are you looking for me?"

"I want to ask you about the audition. I'm curious."

"Well."

"Your Director Zhang really doesn't choose people based on their looks but only their voices? What do the contestants who advance look like? Have you taken any photos? Show them to me."

"Well."

"Uh, what? I'm asking you, is there any internal video? Let me see it in advance. Now a lot of people are watching your new show. Many people on CCTV are also guessing who the contestants you have selected are. Like, today in my office area, I heard seven or eight people talking about this matter."

"Uh, this..."

"Aren't you at the scene? Tell me."

"No, the leader...the leader wants to keep it secret."

"Khan, what's so secret about this?"

"It's really forbidden to say."

"Just tell me a little bit secretly. Which one of us will follow the other?"

"Ahem, it really can't be done. So what, I'm leaving now. See you tomorrow."

"Hey, wait, wait, wait, why did you run away?"

The same scene happened to almost every staff member of the "The Voice" column group. Now "The Voice" is a hot topic. People within CCTV are also very concerned and curious. Many people even want to go to the auditions. We took a look at the scene, but due to regulations, not only the relevant staff were not allowed to enter the scene, so everyone had nowhere to put their curiosity. They had to wait until after work and immediately found the "Good Voice" column team they knew. Friends, classmates or former colleagues inquire about the situation circumstantially.

But without exception, they got nothing

Not a single member of the staff of "The Voice" relented. Everyone seemed to have agreed upon it and chose to keep it secret. Some people even pretended to be dumbfounded. They were obviously busy on the scene, but they He opened his eyes and said that he didn't know anything when he wasn't there. Do they really not know? Did Zhang Ye really ask for confidentiality? In fact, Zhang Ye never said anything about telling everyone to keep it a secret. As long as the video is not leaked, what can be kept secret about such a big deal?

But no one said there was none

Because the people in the "Good Voice" column team don't dare to tell others, they don't have the face to do so.

tell them? What the hell, how can you tell your sister? Look at the singing talent shows on other satellite TV channels at the same time, including the talent shows that were broadcast within the past ten years. Every one of them is one of them. Which contestant is not a handsome man or a beautiful woman? Which player is not full of youth?

beautiful boy

Beautiful girl

everywhere

But what do the contestants they selected look like?

burly chap

Yuba thin and ugly man

A woman weighing 1,670 pounds

There is also an old man

And this is not the weirdest thing, the weirdest thing is the occupation of these people. What are the occupations of the handsome men and beauties in other talent shows? There are students from music conservatories, music workers who have graduated from majors, music teachers, piano teachers, guitar teachers, some who accompany singers, independent musicians who write their own lyrics and music, and some who have even signed with an agency. The newcomers are either already debuting or are insiders in music-related industries. Their professional qualities are clear at a glance.

But look at the few people they selected for "The Voice"

train driver

P.E. teacher

bicycle repairer

And your mother has a sixty-year-old retired worker?

How does this compare?

What do they say about this?

Comparing the two, it's a slap in the face. No matter how thick-skinned they are, they don't dare to tell others about the composition and background of their players. It makes people laugh to death.