Huang Xiao seems to have never admired anyone since he was a child.

He was convinced when he met someone like Wang Yu.

And he was not only convinced by Wang Yu, but his father was even more convinced.

Huang Xiao was carrying a big bag in his hand. As soon as he entered the house, he carried a bag for his father.

Huang Zheng was still asking, "What is this?"

Huang Xiao said, "I bought you a bag and a belt."

Huang Zheng said, "I don't need these things all day long, so what do you buy for me..."

Huang Zheng's mouth was almost at the center of his ears.

He said no, but he had already pulled out the belt on his waist and replaced it with this new one.

Huang Xiao entered the room and sorted out his thoughts these days.

If you continue to do this, it seems that you have no future.

Becoming a person like Brother Yu? It’s a bit difficult!

But it shouldn't be difficult to get along with him, right?

This is the influence a person has on the people around him after he shows enough charm.

Many people like to reason.

Who can't tell the truth?

How many people can listen to it?

There are also people who are good at being a teacher and can point fingers to anyone.

Just like a strong woman, she can output his theories to others.

If you don’t agree, he still thinks you are an idiot. If you dare to like it, he calls you a father.

These are not to change anyone, but to prove that they understand very well.

Teaching by words and deeds and inputting values ​​is the most efficient way to influence a person.

Huang Xiao looked at his dad at the door for a long time.

He doesn't seem to have given his dad a gift, right?

He didn't seem to have seen his dad laugh so happily.

So he said, "Dad, I want to go to your unit, can I let me follow Brother Yu?"

Huang Zheng snorted, "What do you think of our unit? If you want to, go in, hum!"

Huang Zheng took the cigarette and went to the balcony. The blue light LCD screen of the phone was at least one foot away from his face.

Unfamiliarly enter in handwritten form.

"Wang Yu, thank you, thank you really."

Just a few simple words, every word is the expression of the old father's emotions.

Wang Yu read the content of the text message and sighed: It is true to say thank you now. I wish you a greeting to my ancestors in a few days.

But it doesn't matter.

As long as he doesn't scold me in front of me, I will pretend that I can't hear anything... Wang Yu is still quite open about this question.

Huang Xiao is about to join the unit, and he will be Huang Zheng’s weakness in the future.

For his son, he believed in many things and had no choice.

Qu Wanling listened carefully to every singer's singing, and she would ask a question after listening to them.

"Wang Yu, does she sing well, or do I sing well?"

Wang Yu asked, "Do you want to hear the truth or listen to the lies?"

Qu Wanling said, "No, of course, listen to the truth!"

"The truth is that there is a gap between the resident singer in this bar and you."

Qu Wanling was very satisfied, but she was not satisfied enough, "What about the lies?"

"Like ..." Wait for me to make up, Wang Yu thought for three seconds, "There is a gap between the singers in Quanyuncheng Bar and you."

Goose Goose Goose...

Qu Wanling couldn't stop laughing. Wang Yu's broken mouth was really good at coaxing people, but as she smiled, she felt something was wrong again... Who is the difference?

When Qu Wanling and Wang Yu were having fun.

The keyboardist is coming.

Wang Yu praised Qu Wanling in front of the keyboardist, "Sing well!"

“No need to improve any more!”

"It just needs to be a little awkward and make people feel plastic."

“The shortcomings that teachers point out are the shortcomings you really have.”

The keyboardist holds a cigarette in his mouth and likes to chat with Wang Yu very much.

He always felt that Wang Yu was very organized in his work. (There were many routines)

The keyboardist asked, "I want to send two students to the draft this year."

"Brother Wang, do you think they have a chance?"

Wang Yu took the cigarette from the keyboardist.

Have you started calling me brother?

Then the next thing is to ask for something!

Wang Yu said, "The shortlisted places have basically been allocated."

"What is your purpose in sending them to the draft?"

The keyboardist said, "As a matter of showing his face on TV these days."

"A song for a resident singer is now 100 to 200 yuan."

"As long as you've been on TV, your net worth will immediately increase fifty or one hundred times!"

"You can also take on some large-scale commercial performances."

Wang Yu asked, "How much do you think is your psychological price for a singer in a large commercial performance?"

The keyboardist flicked the ashes, crossed his legs, raised his head and thought, "100,000?"

Wang Yu smiled, "Now there are a few national treasure singers in our country."

"You can see it in many large-scale evening parties and stages in China."

"They only cost two hundred thousand."

The keyboardist teacher kept silent and knew that what Wang Yu was talking about was the current market.

Wang Yu continued, "Xiangnan TV now has such a high viewership."

"The person who is thrusting his head wants to go to his show."

"Why do you think your people can stand out among them?"

"If I do this show!"

"Whoever I like is more attractive will have many shots."

"As long as this person doesn't hate him, he will be more popular."

"Can it be understood that he can attract a lot of fans?"

Wang Yu is real.

If you want to participate in this show, you must have a fan base, have money and have resources.

If you don’t have resources, what to play?

In last year's draft, those who had more shots during the audition process almost ended up reaching the finals.

So most of the shots played in the auditions in the early stage are collections of funny and mistakes.

These people obviously can't go to the end.

Use them as green leaves and hold up the few red flowers.

Many people went to the audition in the end and thought they performed well, but they didn't even have the last shot.

There may not be so many unspoken rules in 2004, but by 2005, the water in it was already very deep.

Wang Yu didn't say anything very thoroughly to the keyboardist.

Wang Yu has no obligation to teach him to make money.
To be continued...