"You are not a farmer, you are just an actor who plays the image of a farmer!"

Guo Dalu looked at the turtle banana standing on the stage in a daze, "We are a singer competition, not a crew that selects actors, so please leave!"

Wu Bani stood on the stage and spoke in a daze, her face turned red and white for a while. After a moment, she screamed: "Why did you let me leave? You look down on the farmers! Look down on the lower class people! Why can't we farmers participate in the competition on the stage?"

Guo Dalu: "Damn, you can't even grow crops. You don't even know what solar terms you are now. You still have the face to represent the vast rural working people? Bah!"

He stood up and said to Tomb Ni, "I go home to harvest wheat every year and pick up corn at home every year. My household registration is still in my hometown, and I am also a farmer! But farmers are just a division of labor in society, and they are no different from workers and intellectuals in terms of personality and identity, so there is no need to treat it as a topic of discussion!"

"Today this is a singing competition. It doesn't look at identity, age, gender, just singing strength! What is your identity, where you come from, and who your parents and relatives are, it doesn't matter. At least it doesn't matter to me, but I want to explain one thing."

Guo Dalu looked at Tomb Ni, "In this game, don't be a sensational person, let alone a shameful liar, especially your scam is so clumsy; go on. Do you really want me to find someone to investigate you?"

Wu Bani's face looked extremely ugly. She opened her mouth to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything and walked down the stage with her head down.

The audience was booing. At this time, the fool could see that this turtle girl was definitely not a real rural sister. Guo Dalu was right, she was just an actor.

After Wu Banie stepped down, Guo Dalu scanned the audience, "I'll talk about the requirements of this selection competition. First, don't just go on stage and tell stories. Whoever tells stories will be disqualified from the competition directly! Second, don't package yourself with a special image. Are you a farmer? You have to carry a hoe to the scene? You are a worker, do you have to wear work clothes and workshop tools to the scene? This is completely unfair. Again, the quality of singing has nothing to do with your status. What I see is your singing skills. Don't take it out. That's not something that adds points, but something that reduces points!"

After Guo Dalu finished speaking, the audience burst into a thunderous state. Some supported them, but some opposed them. It was a mess and it took a while to calm down.

The game continues.

With the lessons learned by the contestants in front, the contestants behind no longer dared to make any tricks. They all competed honestly, and the lines that were originally prepared to tell stories and make miserable were swallowed up.

After the game, a reporter from Tiggo.com received permission and walked to Guo Dalu's office to interview Guo Dalu.

Reporter: "Mr. Guo, why do you make these two regulations in this selection competition?"

Guo Dalu: "Competition is competition. Any competition must have rules. Nowadays, many song competitions are not competitions at all. They are performing, telling stories, not singing! Singers all say that they are as hard and tired as they are, and how bad the family is, damn, your family is so bad, you still learn to sing? Working is better than singing! You can earn 100 or 200 yuan a day when you move bricks! Good brickworkers and carpenters on construction sites can earn 300 yuan a day, and 10,000 yuan a month. This is not a small amount in rural areas! Why don't they do cool labor? After all, there are only a few people who can make money by singing! Even if they don't want to do physical work, find a job? Why don't they look for it? How many people can earn money by singing?"

Guo Dalu looked at the reporter, "In the countryside, there are houses and land, as long as you are not sick or disaster-free, as long as you are willing to work and work hard, you will definitely not be hungry! Of course, the exception is the special circumstances, and it is not in this discussion."

"I am the son of a farmer, and I am also from the bottom. My family used to be very poor. In the past two years, in order to treat my father's illness, I had to go to the countryside to collect pigs, then go to the quarantine station for inspection, then take it back and slaughter it myself, and finally take the pork to the farmers' market to sell. In terms of hardship, I eat more than them! But that's just a period of experience in life. There is no need to tear open the wounds and let others see it, just know it yourself."

The young reporter curiously said: "When I see other people holding competitions, they will ask the contestants to tell them about their experiences and their struggles. This will easily resonate with everyone. Why don't you do this?"

Guo Dalu: "Although singing competitions are also entertainment programs, they are mainly competitions, and entertainment is second. The first thing we need to choose singers who can sing, not actors who tell stories! I don't care about the programs held by others, and it is not convenient to argue with them. However, in my program, I have to make the rules. If you are not satisfied with my rules, then you can leave!"

Reporter: "...Mr. Guo, are you a bit too domineering?"

Guo Dalu said strangely: "When will I not be overbearing?"

The reporter was stunned on the spot, yes, when will Guo Dalu not be overbearing?

His domineeringness has been going on for a day or two!

Why is it a bit stupid to ask this question?

After this episode was broadcast, it caused a stir on the Internet. Most people agreed with Guo Dalu's behavior, but some people disagreed.

"It's still a few words from Mr. Guo to relieve his anger! I've long disliked those guys who always make fun of him! Damn, nine out of ten sings have died, and the remaining one is still divorced by their parents! I wondered, is the prerequisite for learning to sing that both parents must die? This requirement is too high..."

"Yes, not only singing, but even the contestants in the dance competition are either dead, or motherless, or poor family background and difficult life. Damn, there are no contestants in these entertainment programs who come from normal families!"

"Yes, the current competition programs are a little more reliable except for sports events. The rest of the competitions have become sensational and bloody emotional films. I'm so embarrassed that I'm having to watch them!"

"Actually, I don't like the players' behavior, but isn't Guo treating them like this too rudely? After all, he is a judge. It's too uncivilized to directly knock the players off the stage, right? What he is not damaging to the player's image, but his own image!"

"Haha, when did Mr. Guo care about his image? Has he been rude for a day or two? Since Mr. Guo entered the entertainment industry, when did you see him civilized?"

"Okay, don't make a noise. I've already revealed the true identity of this turtle-bani. This person is named Wang Qiuju, the counter owner of an electrical appliance mall. His husband is an agent of a brand computer. Damn, he's always rich! He's worth at least several million! My mother sells the goods, and she also says she's a rural woman who works in the fields. She has grown up in the city since she was a child. Is it good? I suspect she can't even tell the difference between leeks and wheat seedlings!"

"Really and false? So, are the singers and dancers in the past very fake?"

"It's true or false, you'll know it after a bit of human flesh!"

Just because Guo Dalu opened such a hole, some singers and dancers who participated in the competition in the past, such as those who had already entered the entertainment industry to make a living, were all in trouble and were searched out by netizens.
Chapter completed!