“So short!”

Chu Yu put down the serial content that he had read twice, complained with dissatisfaction, breathed a sigh of relief, thought about it, and picked it up and read it again, which was naturally much faster than the first time.

After a while, after watching the third time, she looked at the last paragraph, imagining how everyone would praise Yang Guo later, feeling itchy and uncomfortable, and muttered: "It's only once a week, it's still so short..."

Suddenly she thought of something. She looked around and didn't see her cell phone. So she ran downstairs, took the cell phone and ran back again, lay down on the bed, and opened the address book of her cell phone.

There is a number with the notes "Zhang Yang" in it, which she secretly wrote down when she exchanged the phone for her grandfather to save information.

She hesitated for a while, and suddenly seemed to have thought of something. Her eyes lit up and copied the string of numbers. Then she opened WeChat and was about to try if there was an account bound to this number. Her phone shook slightly and someone sent a message.

The note name is "Chuchu" and the content is a pronunciation.

Chu Yu ticked it and heard a soft and pleasant voice, dragging the slight tail sound, and a little coquettish: "Sister Yu'er, I'm so bored, let's go fishing, I want to eat grilled fish."

Chu Yu pressed the voice button and said angrily: "Don't go!"

"Why?"

"It was originally born from the same root, so why not be too urgent to fight each other?"

"Oh, I'm not going to eat you. Let's go fishing, okay? I'm almost moldy."

Chu Yu was reluctant to refuse and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, but it's too hot now. Let's go in the evening. If something happens to you, I can't take the responsibility."

"Oh, don't worry, I'm not a snow pile, it will melt when the weather is hot."

"I say it's time, no bargaining!"

"Okay, okay, then where are you now? Can I go find you?"

Chu Yu thought for a while and replied, "Forget it, I'll go find you."

The other party quickly replied: "Okay, I just returned from the teacher, and I must have arrived before you."

"Okay, I'll go there now."

Chu Yu picked up his cell phone and went downstairs, and was about to meet the old man who came upstairs. Chu Qi said, "What are you doing?"

Chu Yu kept walking, his long legs were staggering, and he went down from his brother, "Look for Yuting."

"Stop messing around."

Chu Qi reminded him with concern, thought for a while, and then shouted: "Why don't I have someone to send you there, don't drive yourself."

"Oh, don't worry, I have good driving skills..." Chu Yu's crisp voice gradually faded away.

Zhang Yang has been practicing singing in seclusion recently, and time flew away in the slow torture. If Lin Yiran had not mentioned it to him, he would have almost forgotten the serialization of "The Condor Heroes".

But after the chat, I soon forgot.

The second round of knockout match was recorded on Monday. The program team proposed to ask his parents to come, and Zhang Yang also mentioned it to his parents, but the two elders were making up for the lessons and did not want to delay the growth of the flowers in the motherland, so they had to put it aside for the time being.

Fortunately, Zhang Yang's confidence will not be eliminated in this round, and there will be a chance next.

The sixth episode of the Sound Super League this Saturday night is played by the first round of the Lu Yuan group and Xiao Jingyu group. Ling Ran group will not be played until next Saturday, which is the 25th. Zhang Yang did not watch the program in the evening and continued to practice singing.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and the second round of knockout round was recorded on the 20th. Zhang Yang advanced without any danger. Unfortunately, he did not get the golden seat to directly advance to the finals.

Ling Ran gave this promotion place to Shangguan Qiyu.

To be honest, Zhang Yang was somewhat uncomfortable with this, and the other tutors and students were also a little surprised.

Although the second round of knockout matches is still within the group, it is no longer a one-man show for each instructor, but a scoring system. After each song is sung, the five instructors will score each, with the highest ten, the total score is accumulated, and the lowest score is eliminated.

Each person prepares two songs, one song eliminates one person.

The golden seat is entirely decided by the mentor.

Before Ling Ran announced the golden seat, Lu Yuan expressed his attitude very bluntly and said frankly: "Realistically speaking, we should not interfere with the allocation of golden seats, but I do want to make a suggestion... I personally think that this seat is more suitable for Zhang Yang, because he has been participating in the competition with original songs so far, and I think it should be the same in the future, so I think it is more appropriate to give him."

Lu Yuan's words seemed a bit abrupt, but everyone could feel his appreciation or even praise for Zhang Yang. Naturally, they would not think that he was too excessive to say this. Instead, they felt that he was promoting the backwards and had a very predecessor style.

Ling Ran hesitated for a long time and finally gave the golden seat to Shangguan Qiyu, but then gave an explanation: "We all see Zhang Yang's talent and talent, but in terms of singing and today's performance, Qiyu is better. Moreover, my arrangements have a little selfishness. I want to see Zhang Yang's potential, and I believe you will not disappoint me."

Zhang Yang naturally bowed to express his gratitude.

After the recording, he returned to the hotel and received a call from Jiang Mo before going to bed.

"Do you have any thoughts about the outcome today?"

"It would be great if you could stay."

"Okay, don't you tell the truth. Anyway, the result is already like this. I'm not calling this phone to care about you or comfort you. I just think that since you want to enter this circle, it's better to tell you something."

"You said."

"The Shangguan family, like my family, has shares of Qilin TV. The golden seat has been arranged for her long ago. Several mentors know this, but Shangguan Qiyu's own conditions and strength can be suppressed. No matter which group they go to, the mentor will not be guilty of giving the golden seat."

"But it is indeed an accident that you will choose Ling Ran Group, but for Shangguan Qiyu, this is naturally a good thing. The more you are, the higher the gold content of her golden seat."

"Ling Ran's connections are not bad, but it's too different from the entire Qilintai, so it's not necessary to make a mistake. Her appreciation for you is not fake, but it's not realistic to offend Qilintai for you, or to offend a certain mentor."

"Don't think that Lu Yuan said this today for your own good, because you wrote a Chinese-style song to help his teacher promote Chinese style and would have a good impression of you. He knew that Ling Ran could not give you a golden seat. He said this to sell it to the audience, and to embarrass Ling Ran a little."

"You haven't really entered this circle yet. It's not bad to think more when you encounter something."

Zhang Yang was silent for two seconds before saying, "Thank you."

Jiang Mo asked again: "Is there anything else I want to ask?"

Zhang Yang thought about it and asked, "Did you say the championship has been decided?"

"almost."

Jiang Mo did not hide it and said calmly: "But it is not a secret operation. We are one of the five major TV stations, so we still want the face."

She smiled, not knowing whether it was a joke or a self-deprecating thing, "There is a script that will definitely be written in the competition system. If you watch the finals of last season, you will know that there is a part of off-the-season star canvassing votes at the end of the finals. If someone wants to praise someone, it is very simple. Just ask the stars to mobilize fans to help you canvass. Anyway, you pay to vote, and if you canvass too much, we won't lose."

"What do you mean is that during the finals, Shangguan Qiyu's family will ask many celebrities to help her canvass votes?"

"Well, no matter how popular the students are, they can't compare to the years of accumulation of famous stars, let alone more than one, so there is basically no suspense. Of course, if you want to find a backer, then it's up to you. A company should have called you these days, right?"

"Um."

"All refused?"

"I even said I didn't think about it and decided to call back."

"Which company are you going to sign? Do you want me to give me some advice?"

"Uh... I can't ask for it."

"Haiou International, Deep Blue, and Tianlai, these three companies are relatively abiding by the rules and the scale is also good. If someone contacts you, the conditions are suitable. Of course, the better the grades, the better the conditions are. You should be clear about this in your heart."

"If I open a studio myself, do you think it's possible?"

"What's the meaning?"

At this time of my previous life, the mainland entertainment industry had just begun to pilot the signing system, and in this world, we have started recruiting trainees, more than a little bit ahead of time, but the studio model has not appeared yet.

"That is, I set up a studio myself and affiliated with a company. The company provides resources and divides the studio's income. Is that feasible?"

Jiang Mo pondered for a while before saying, "It's hard to say, what you want is actually autonomy, right?"

"Um."

"If you get well, you will be independent?"

"Uh...if it develops well, I definitely want to try it myself."

"I really can't say about this. How could you come up with this method?"

"Just think about it."

"You can try it, but the greater your energy, the more powerful you have, the higher your voice, and the higher your feasibility of this method, work harder."

"I will, thank you."

Jiang Mo hung up the phone, looked at the ceiling and thought for a while, turned over on the bed, picked up his cell phone, and called Su Hui.

The phone rang twice and was quickly connected. Su Hui gently "feeded" him, "Momo, what's wrong?"

Jiang Mo said Zhang Yang's words on the phone just now and said, "This kid is not very old and has a lot of ambitions. Do you think we want to help him?"

Su Hui smiled and said, "No, it's possible to make a bad thing if you help."

Jiang Moqi said: "Are you afraid that he will feel unbalanced?"

"It has nothing to do with this, it's just that there is no need to do extra things. Being successful is his ability, and not being able to achieve his development may not be of no benefit. There are really things that cannot be overcome..."

Su Hui sighed and glanced at his daughter who was lying in the quilt playing with her phone, but it was actually obvious that she was eavesdropping. She smiled and said, "No need to take the initiative, someone will open her mouth."

Lin Yiran's cheeks turned red, she glanced at her mother, didn't dare to glare at her, turned her head and continued playing with her phone, pretending not to hear it.

Jiang Moqi said: "What do you mean, Yiyi really likes him?"

Su Hui said helplessly: "You can read novels for a while and blush and smile foolishly. What do you think?"

Lin Yiran simply put down his cell phone, retracted his head into the quilt and pretended to be an ostrich, leaving only a long, thick and thick hair that was spread out. Su Hui was funny and patted her head through the quilt.
Chapter completed!