Chapter 15 Big Stage

Three days before the broadcast of the Voice of China, that is, at 10 a.m. on Wednesday, Zhao Yongqi arrived at the backstage area of ​​the studio of ZJ TV on time. Someone soon took him into a room with both lounge and powder room functions.

None of the contestants participating in the Voice of China are big stars now, and naturally they cannot have their own lounge. Since the program will be recorded once a day, today we are only contestants with the ranks of 1-16 in the primary election.

Among the contestants, there were many handsome men and beautiful women, but when Zhao Yongqi stepped into it, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Today, Zhao Yongqi was wearing a black casual suit. Except for a gold thread extending from the shoulder to the end of the sleeve on his hands, the whole casual suit was not decorated. The inside was a white striped shirt. Of course, these clothes were provided by the TV station, and he himself did not have such clothing. Although it looked a bit retro, it had a completely different charm when worn. In particular, the stylist told him not to button the casual suit, while the shirt inside unbuttoned the top three pieces, revealing a large piece of skin under his neck. Combined with his sunny and handsome face, his tall and straight body was enough to cause a great visual impact.

"Hello, can I sit here?" After Zhao Yongqi entered the room, he found that everyone was staring at him in a daze. His face turned slightly red, and he asked the makeup artist closest to him in a shy voice.

"Please... please sit here first." A makeup artist who belongs to Zhao Yongqi, who looks like a young woman in her twenties, looks a little red and trembling after staring at him for a long time.

As a staff member of the TV station, there are countless handsome men and beautiful women who have seen it, but for some reason, I still couldn't help but feel palpitations when I saw Zhao Yongqi.

"Thank you." After a polite response, Zhao Yongqi sat down generously. The female makeup artist standing behind him took a deep breath and then walked to him.

After staring at Zhao Yongqi's Junxiu's face for a long time, the female makeup artist raised her slightly hot jade hand, gently touched his short hair, and couldn't help but stroke his face. Then her cheeks said slightly rosy: "Your hair is very good. In my opinion, you don't have to do any styling, but you will naturally look more handsome like this. And your skin is white and your skin is very delicate. I think you just need to apply some foundation and shadows. I wonder what you think?"

"Well, I think so too." Zhao Yongqi touched his nose and said shyly: "To be honest, this is the first time I have put on makeup when I grow up so old. I'm really not used to it. It's best to be simpler."

"Hehe, so that's how it is." Seeing that Zhao Yongqi was a little cute big boy, the female makeup artist couldn't help but chuckled, while the female students and makeup artists on the other side who were secretly looking at him also chuckled repeatedly, which made Zhao Yongqi's face suddenly become a little rosy.

"Don't worry, even if you go out now, it's the most handsome guy I've ever seen." Feeling that Zhao Yongqi was very easy to talk to, the makeup artist obviously put down his previous cautiousness and started talking as relaxed as if he was a boy next door.

This natural way of communication was exactly what Zhao Yongqi expected. To be honest, he had never seen such a "big scene" and was even less good at dealing with women. He has been very nervous since he entered here today. Until now, he communicated happily like a chat with a female makeup artist, which immediately reduced his nervousness a lot.

While talking and laughing, an hour passed quickly. Everyone had lunch boxed lunches provided by the program team. At 12 noon, the recording of the first episode of the Voice of China's National Voice officially began.

The huge studio is now filled with more than a thousand viewers, and there is a small guest area in the front row. The girl who was once rescued by Zhao Yongqi himself is sitting in it, waiting for the show to begin with some expectations.

As time came, with Director Wang's order, dozens of cameras started at the same time. Amid the cheerful music, the young man in a white suit strode to the stage in the dry ice fog.

"Hello everyone, welcome to watch the large-scale folk talent show launched by ZJ TV. The Voice of China. I am Mr. Hua."

After a burst of cheers, Hua Shao quickly read the names of various sponsors at a non-human speed, and then smiled and said to the audience: "I originally wanted to introduce myself more. After all, such an opportunity is rare. However, seeing Teacher Liu Huan's expression, I think it would be better for me to step down early, otherwise I might be beaten up."

Accompanied by the laughter from the audience, Mr. Hua spent some time introducing the four mentors Liu Huan, Naying, Harlem and Yang Kun to the audience, and officially began the stage of the contestants' singing.

When each contestant goes on stage, he will play a VCR and then sing. If there is a tutor who turns his back to the contestant, then there will be a chance to stay. If not, he will naturally be eliminated. Regardless of the result, the contestants will also be given a chance to introduce themselves. Therefore, it takes more than ten minutes for each contestant to go on stage, and the midfield also needs to give the audience and the mentor a rest time, so when it is Zhao Yongqi's turn, it is almost five o'clock in the afternoon.

When the fifteenth contestant left the stage sadly, Mr. Hua walked onto the stage again. This time he did not introduce the contestant quickly: "I believe everyone has watched the ZJ TV's overwhelming promotional short film before the show started. Under the romantic starry sky, the prince who sang affectionately, was he tall or short, fat or thin? I believe everyone must be looking forward to it?"

When we talked about this, there were already a burst of cheers and screams among the audience.

The interrupted Mr. Hua could only increase his voice and said with a wry smile: "Although I know you really want to drive me down, that will make me lose my job, so please bear with it. Please play VCR first."

"The gentle starry sky should move you..." The familiar melody sounded here, and in the VCR played on the big screen, there was no longer a blurred figure, but a close-up side face of Zhao Yongqi was captured.

"Wow……"

"So handsome!"

The screams of the little girl suddenly rang out from all directions. The one who was most surprised by everyone present was the girl in the VIP area.

"Ah!?" He couldn't help but scream and hurriedly covered his mouth. The girl never expected that her favorite singer was the big boy who rescued him from the tiger's mouth that day.

"Please, the prince of love songs for all of us, Zhao Yongqi!" After the words of Mr. Hua finished, the VCR clip was interrupted, and Zhao Yongqi's name was played on the big screen, but the music of the meteor shower did not stop.

Zhao Yongqi walked out of the backstage steadily, walked onto the big stage for the first time, holding a microphone in his hand, and continued to sing the climax with the music: "... accompany you to watch the meteor shower fall on this earth, letting your tears fall on my shoulders..."
Chapter completed!