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Chapter 120: Here comes the kicker (Part 2)

The program started recording at 6 o'clock, and some viewers arrived at a specific door early from 3 o'clock in the afternoon to queue up.

It rained yesterday, and today the sky was a little gloomy, but fortunately it didn't rain, otherwise it would have been a pain for the lucky guys who had carefully cleaned up and came here.

In the process of screening public judges by the program team, there are three recent photos of life that cannot be modified. Those with outstanding appearance will be the first to pass.

So these faces are above the standard, and at least the audience who are not cold-blooded gathered together, which is different from other fanatical fans or audiences.

They were dressed beautifully, and they were obviously dressed up, just to make it look better if they were included in the TV. If the TV audience was so surprised that they searched the Internet, they would be a little popular.

It is no exaggeration to say that there were young girls and young men who appeared in "Singer" for less than a second, and Weite's fans increased by tens of thousands.

So even though they were still queuing up and there were no cameras around, they were not relaxed at all about their dressing, constantly fiddling with their hair on their phones and making up their makeup in the small mirror.

Until the evening approached, the audience obtained the number plates of the corresponding age group according to their respective ID cards and mobile phone text messages, stored their phones, stood behind the host off-site, and recorded them as the start.

Behind them, inside the building 2 of Xiangnan TV, staff were also conducting the final dispatch before recording. The singers who had finished drawing were visiting each other, making jokes, chatting, and making sounds that were spread far away to Zhang Yiman's lounge.

Zhang Yiman is a singer who is playing in the hall and cannot meet other singers for the time being, so he can only move in the lounge.

Zhang Yiman was not curious about what was happening outside at all. She was wrapping up with a big cotton jacket and looking at the lounge that was temporarily her own.

There is a live broadcast TV in the lounge, a soft sofa, a dressing table, and a piano.

It is much larger than the small space that Han Jue saw in TV in his previous life, and the interior is richer.

Zhang Yiman lay down here and sat there, and finally started playing his fingers in front of the piano.

Han Jue, the singer's agent, returned to the nest like an old swallow, threw himself on the sofa. He didn't move for a long time, as if he had fallen into a dream with the sound of the piano.

The follow-up show "Singer" was surprised to see the filming artist, while the cameraman in "Love" was very calm.

Zhang Yiman was flicking and stopped in the middle of the way. He found that Han Jue was really asleep. He patted Han Jue and woke him up. His movements were very familiar.

"Uncle, it's almost six o'clock, why are you still taking a nap?" Zhang Yiman knew Han Jue's personal skills that could sleep at any time. Han Jue also called "Health Preservation is never too late at any time". He repeatedly persuaded Zhang Yiman to "Health Preservation is not too early, you have to win at the starting line!] Invite the other party to salt fish together.

All of these things, Zhang Yiman, who was motivated, refused.

"You know it's almost six o'clock, right? We should have dinner at this time," Han Jue said with his eyes closed.

"Hehe, let's go and eat after recording. You can drink some milk."

"Ah! Isn't this natural organic milk?" Han Jue learned very quickly and applied what Zhang Yiman learned from [exaggerated lines].

"Gudonggudonggudonggudonggudonggudong." Han Jue sucked a bottle in three mouthfuls. Because it was said that milk was sponsored and could be drunk unlimitedly, Han Jue bit the straw and sucked his cheeks and drank two bottles to relieve his hunger.

"Why don't you drink?" Han Jue looked at Zhang Yiman drinking tea and asked curiously.

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha!" Zhang Yiman heard this and laughed at the sky for a while, then sank into his dantian, saying, "Dangdangdang~ Teacher Zhang's music class is on~"

Her face was proud and she had a refreshing sense of revenge, making people feel as if she had been brewing for a long time at this moment...

"Well……"

Han Jue was shocked when he heard Zhang Yiman imitating his teaching model.

"Wait!" Han Jue interrupted Zhang Yiman's lecture and got up and left.

Zhang Yiman thought Han Jue didn't want to attend the class anymore, so he felt very aggrieved and tears were about to come out.

As a result, Han Jue walked to Xiao Zengming in "Love" and took out his notepad from his backpack.

He ran back to the sofa, holding a pen in his hand, looking very good at learning:

"Teacher Zhang, please!"

Zhang Yiman burst into tears happily.

"Hey, the first lesson," Zhang Yiman wiped his tears, stopped the tremor caused by excitement, and began to teach. "Because I'm going to sing in a while, and the milk is relatively sticky. When passing by the throat, it will hang on the throat, so it is not recommended to drink milk before singing."

Han Jue suddenly realized that he kept writing in his notebook, as if he wanted to write an essay about Zhang Yiman's few words.

"Let's Love" cameraman walked behind Han Jue to take a photo. After Han Jue wrote a sentence, he drew Zhang Yiman in the blank space with cartoon brushstrokes.

The cartoon image of the teacher with a one-to-one ratio of head and body is particularly cute.

The cameraman didn't expect Han Jue to have this trick.

Zhang Yiman on the other side of the sofa was unaware of it.

"Then today's [Teacher Zhang's Music Classroom] is over. See you next class!" Zhang Yiman waved to the camera seriously.

"Goodbye Teacher Zhang!" Han Jue shouted.

"Wow! So comfortable, so happy!" Zhang Yiman lay back on the sofa, smiling very satisfied.

"Well? Now we are the veritable [working couple], so if you have a colleague, you don't ban my class." Han Jue took the opportunity to propose his wish to "resuming classes".

His [Teacher Han’s Common Life Classic] was suspended from class for an unlimited period last week by Zhang Yiman, because the imitation audience was beaten by his parents.

This made Han Jue feel very regretful for a while.

So this time I cooperated with Zhang Yiman in the hope that he would resume classes for the sake of his "colleague".

"No." Zhang Yiman ruthlessly rejected Han Jue's ambitions.

Han Jue was not discouraged, so he persuaded him, and Zhang Yiman covered his ears and refused to listen to the fooling.

After that, they had a deep chat about where to have midnight snacks after the recording was over.

Fortunately, there is not much weight for the singers here, and the "Singer" and "Love", and most of the materials for this period are handed over to the "Love" program team for use. So when Han Jue and others are crazy about everything, they just don't talk about "Singer", the "Singer" program team had no choice but to let them go.

One hour later.

"The audience enters the venue."

With the director's order, the audience rushed into the studio like an ant. Orderly ants.

When the audience sits down, the recording is about to begin.

The singers all returned to their respective lounges and were ready.

“Each department is in place, three, two, one.”

The host walked out of the hazy lights and stood in front of the audience.

"Thanks to the sponsor of this program...Thanks to Balabala... Hello everyone, I am the speaker of this episode, and also the singer - Dou Tong."

"Today is the game competition system, and the rules are as follows: As long as the player's final ranking is in the top four, the last place in this round will be eliminated. If you do not enter the top four, the player's game will fail."

"Next, let's invite the first competitive singer!"
Chapter completed!
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