Lin Xuan'er stunned.

Why is an outsider coming with her Amway's own app.

Wait? Moonlight Radio? She is not there, and Moonlight Radio has launched?

Lin Xuan'er opened Moonlight Radio with an abandoned mood. It didn't take long for it to laugh like a barrage.

In this pleasant atmosphere, she also watched the singer's singing.

And Zhou Yiyang presented his own comments as usual:

"This singer sings very well. But what do you say, I think he must be nervous, singing is worse than usual. In the end, he even sang the sound.

It is possible, so I dare not make sure that Xuan'er's ticket is higher than him. "

After Zhou Yiyang finished speaking, Tang Yan next to him asked excitedly: "Brother Yang, how do I feel that there is something in your words, yin and yang weird!"

"Think too much." Zhou Yiyang immediately waved his hand: "I'm just asking for a real thing. This classmate, please don't be so eager."

He pouted his lips grievily, and Su Yin next to him immediately sent a piece of marshmallow to Tang Yan's mouth: "Ah!"

"ah?"

Tang Yan opened his mouth and swallowed it subconsciously, let alone, it was pretty good.

What was she angry just now? Forget it, forget it!

The third singer is naturally Wang Xingrui's biggest opponent. Wang Xun who took the script of the big demon king.

Under the table, Tang Yan grabbed Su Yin's hand. Although the snack dandruff on the opponent's hand made Tang Yan very disgusting, she still held back her hand.

"What's wrong with sugar sugar?" Su Yin asked with concern.

"It's a bit nervous." Tang Yan said, "I actually want him to sing a rollover, are I too bad?"

"Yes!" Su Yin looked at Tang Yan exaggeratedly, and his eyes widened as a copper bell, as if he had to open his mouth to condemn Tang Yan in the next second. "How can you do this!

"

Tang Yan looked at Su Yin despise.

The little Su who talked with her was gone, and now it is "hypocritical Niu Lulu Su"!

"Woman, you have changed! Let's say that you want to be a poisonous tongue sister flower!"

"Really?" Su Yin looked like he couldn't regret: "So I got the wrong script! I thought my people today is set."

"I think, we can start a group comprehensive in the future, so that you two can talk about the cross talk." Zhou Yiyang frowned.

However, no matter how ridiculous they are, Wang Yan has started his singing.

What he brought this time is a very famous rock song.

It can be said that this song will be sang on many important occasions.

And every draft show will sing this song.

"Wang Yan's selection of songs is still very smart. To perform this song on this occasion, he can play the sound of his treble area well. However, rock songs are not just sang well, but you have to sing.

Mobilize the atmosphere of the scene. So, let's look forward to it! "

Wang Yan, 28 this year.

Although it looks the same as in the early 20s.

In his face, when he first debuted, the brokerage company was actually planning to make him a powerful idol singer.

However, after two variety shows, after finding that Wang Yan really had no sense of variety, the brokerage company gave up him.

That's right, not to give up this policy, but directly abandon Wang Yan.

In this way, the small town boy who was dug out for singing skills had not seen the light of the stars, and was thrown back to the mud that could not be seen again by reality.

A week ago.

"Wang Yan," who walked towards him was his agent. There were a few good artists under the hands of the agent. When he took over Wang Yan, he was very disgusted.

"Singing General" has a reputation, and the brokerage talents have changed their attitudes. "I want to bring you a good news."

"Brother Wen, what news?" Wang Yan stood up nervously from the sofa. Obviously he had not adapted to the status of the star, still seemed to be a newcomer.

He was almost forgotten. It has been ten years since his debut.

"You have set the champion of" I'm a Singing General "." When the agent said this, his eyebrows rose, and he seemed to make a great contribution.

"What!"

Wang Yan was unhappy at all.

At this moment, he felt that the uncomfortable emotions were rising from his feet.

"Surprising, right?" The agent didn't even look at Wang Yan with his eyes. In his perspective, when he heard this news, no artist would be unhappy.

"Can I refuse?" Wang Yan made a lot of effort to say this. Although he said it, he felt very arrogant.

"Are you joking or you are crazy?" The agent stood up, staring at Wang Yan incredible: "Reject? Do you know what it means to win the championship!"

"I know." He had heard that rumors long ago. This champion can be on "The singer is me". That was the stage he dreamed of. He wished at the starry sky more than once at night.

Gao Gao.

Now that this opportunity is at your fingertips, he chose to retreat.

"I can get the champion by myself." Wang Yan added.

"Oh," the agent sneered: "Your greatest opponent Wang Xingrui, people are more popular than you, singing skills are comparable to you, there is a creative wizard Zhou Puyang behind it. Why dare you say that you can win the championship?

This is our company's own variety show, so we can operate from it and set you as a champion! So, you don't have to choose! Wang Yan, I know what you mind! You are high, you think this champion is not clean!

Yes, it is indeed a dark screen! But I said straight, this is the only chance for you to turn red.

Are you 28 this year and your debut for ten years? "

Facing the aggressive agent, Wang Yan couldn't say a word of refutation, so he had to nod.

"Ten years, no one knows you, there is no familiar song. Are you in the countryside? 28 -year -old man, you have to go to the bar to sing and subsidize your home. In the past ten years, you have lived.

Can you? Are you going to continue to be a good singer who is unknown and can only be praised by industry insiders? "

"In the past ten years, the money you saved can not even buy a house of one square meter, do you willing? What do you think you have to reject this opportunity? Seriously, if it wasn't for the first time we gave you the big devil king at the beginning

Person, buy you hot search, you may be eliminated at the beginning. Now you come to tell me, I want to rely on my own championship, do you match? "

The agent's words are hard to hear.

Like a knife, he was fiercely stuck on Wang Yan's heart.

But he can't refute.

Because the agent is talking about facts.

Unconsciously, it has been ten years since his debut.

On the day when he was in the agency, Wang Yan went to the provincial capital for the first time and took a green leather train. Together with the vast worker, he pursued his dream north.

He still remembers the vow to Yun Duo across the window: "I want to be red and purple, I want to have a concert in the bird's nest!"

But for ten years, he hasn't played a song, and there is no fan.

He had to go to the bar to sing. He was lucky, and he could go to a wedding singer at the wedding scene.

He is the thirty -six line that many people tease.

He hasn't returned home for the New Year for two years.

Because I dare not.

Afraid of relatives and friends ask, he has lived well in Beijing, and asked him what he did in the past ten years.

He was even reluctant to call his family, for fear that his parents read his distress from his tone, knowing that he was actually not good in the capital.

He didn't eat fragrant and spicy, he was a Beijing drift in the basement.

The opportunity in front of me may be his only hope.

"I'm sorry." Wang Yan didn't wipe the tears on his face: "It's me."

The agent had expected this result long ago.

He patted Wang Yan's shoulder: "Just think about it. After" The singer is me ", you may be red. At that time, you can do something you want to do."

"Um."

Half an hour ago.

Wang Yan came to Wang Xingrui, who had just finished singing.

The two of them had nothing to interact, but they still greeted symbolically.

"Come on." Wang Yan stopped, and finally left without his head.

Leave a dull Wang Xingrui in the wind.

Now, Wang Yan stood on the stage and faced a thousand audiences. He found a corner with joy, where there was a group of people holding his lamp.
To be continued...