Mudslides from the entertainment industry

"come on."

"Don't worry, I have confidence."

Du Teng smiled slightly and walked towards the stage with his guitar in hand.

The aisle wasn't too long, but the lights were a bit dim. After walking through the aisle, the lights turned on, and as far as the eye could see, it was the audience number [-] in the audience, and then the judges sitting in the judges' seats.

He knew all three judges sitting in the seats.

Liu Tongqing.

Tao Lingling.

Zhang Feng.

All three are big names in the Chinese music industry, and their reputations are far and wide.

"Hello, three teachers."

With a confident smile on his face, Du Teng slowly bowed towards the three of them.

"Please introduce yourself."

The one who spoke was Liu Tongqing, who looked to be in his 30s, with shoulder-length black hair, reminiscent of a young artist.

"My name is Du Teng, and I am a student of the Music Department of Haida University."

Du Teng hugged the guitar and spoke in a calm voice.

Tao Lingling blinked, didn't turn on the microphone, but said in a low voice, "Are there a few students from the Music Department of Haida University today?"

Zhang Feng smiled and nodded.

It's normal, this is the Tianhai competition area, the students of Haida University are close to the water, and many students of the music department will come to join in the fun whenever they are free.

The more people who sign up, the more people will be promoted. After all, the teaching level of the Music Department of Haida University is still high.

Zhang Feng said, "What song are you going to sing today?"

This is getting into the topic.

Du Teng pondered, and then replied: ""Night Flowers"."

"Okay, please start your performance."

Zhang Feng spread his hand to signal.

"Ok."

Du Teng set up the guitar, sat on the chair in the center of the stage, and gently plucked the strings.

His eyes are slightly closed, as if to incorporate emotion into the rhythm.

Soft notes flow out of the sound hole, as if telling a story.

"Pale moonlight

broken flower

quietly flowing"

The slightly deep voice made the eyes of the three judges shine. This contestant has a good voice, but I don't know how well he uses it...

……

Outside the stage shed, Dong Cheng smiled and buttoned his phone, showing off to his friends the news of passing the rematch.

Fang Yu was bored, busy dealing with the girls who sent him messages, and earned some negative emotion points by the way.

"It's been so long since you've been in, should you come out?"

Dong Cheng put the phone in his pocket and muttered softly.

"almost."

Just as he was talking, there was movement in the stage shed.

Du Teng came out holding the guitar.

Fang Yu saw the silver badge on his chest, and smiled immediately: "I passed, congratulations."

Dong Cheng punched him, and said with a smile: "It's ok, I've been worrying about it for so long..."

Fang Yu squinted: "Really? Are you sure you weren't busy flirting with girls just now?"

Dong Cheng: "..."

"Negative emotions from Dong Cheng +233..."

"Ahahaha, how embarrassing."

Dong Cheng scratched his head, Nima, is it okay if people are hard to tear apart, can we be good friends?

Du Teng was in a good mood and didn't bother to joke with the two of them.

The number on the electronic plaque has changed, and the number of people promoted has been changed to five, which means that there are only three seats left for the promotion.

And these three spots will be selected from the remaining thirteen players and the players from the nine undetermined areas.

The faces of the surrounding contestants darkened, looking at Du Teng who had just come out, with complicated expressions.

According to the rules, the later the stage, the more intense the competition will be.

The more people who advance directly, the less likely the players in the back and the players in the pending area will advance, so we have to worry about it.

Of course, to Fang Yu and the others, it doesn't matter.

Anyway, this is no longer within the scope of their consideration, they just need to prepare for the sub-division championship game a week later.

But before that, they need to deal with the exams at the end of the school year...

When it comes to exams, Dong Chengma has a bitter face.

Fang Yu glanced at him lightly, what are you suffering, I haven't spoken yet...

Just as they were about to leave, a young man in his twenties came to them and looked at the three of them with scrutiny.

Just when he felt awkward, the young man looked at Fang Yu and said, "Are you Fang Yu?"

The way of asking, but the tone is very firm, obviously recognized.

Fang Yu didn't deny it, and nodded in response: "I'm Fang Yu, hello."

In most cases, Fang Yu is still very polite, although the visitor doesn't look very friendly.

"you do not know me?"

The youth frowned.

Fang Yu was silent for a moment, and asked, "Who are you?"

youth:"……"

"Negative emotions from Wang Yang +787..."

"Wang Yang?"

Knowing the other party's name through the system, Fang Yu felt that the name was a bit familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Dong Cheng sized up the young man for a moment, then leaned over and reminded him in a low voice: "His name is Wang Yang, just like you, he is the second player in the Tianhai competition area to get a pass."

Fang Yu was stunned.

During the preliminaries in the Tianhai competition area, two people got the pass, one was Fang Yu, and the other was this person.

It is said that with the original song "Listen to the Wind" and his uninhibited singing style, he successfully conquered the judge Xie Long, and finally gave him the pass.

This program has been aired before, no wonder Fang Yu finds this name familiar.

After looking at the other party again, he overlapped his appearance with that of Wang Yang on TV.

"What is this guy doing here?"

Dong Cheng muttered.

"Who knows, probably because I'm free."

Du Teng shrugged.

Wang Yang looked at Fang Yu, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said condescendingly: "I've heard your "When You", it's not bad."

Fang Yu replied seriously: "Thank you for the compliment, but I haven't heard your song, it should be... not bad, right?"

The last "It's not bad" is an interrogative sentence.

Wang Yang: "..."

"Negative emotions from Wang Yang +999..."

Dong Cheng couldn't help laughing.

Brother Yu is still the same Brother Yu, and his heart-pricking skills remain the same as before.

"can."

Wang Yang's face darkened, and he sneered, "We'll see you on stage in two weeks."

After saying that, he turned and left.

"Forehead……"

Fang Yu was stunned, and asked in a low voice: "Is this person sick?"

The sound was not loud, but it was enough for Wang Yang who had just left a few meters to hear it, and suddenly staggered.

"The negative emotion value from Wang Yang is +999..."

Now even Du Teng couldn't help laughing.

"It's sick, and it's not serious."

Chapter 21 After the game (revised)

At night, at an unknown stall on the side of the road, three young boys clinked glasses to celebrate.

It was Fang Yu, Dong Cheng, and Du Teng.

Happy Boys advanced to the semi-finals, they took this train, and at Dong Cheng's suggestion, they came here to rub their hands at night to celebrate their small victory today.

Don't look at Du Teng's superficial indifference, but in fact, the joy in his heart is no less than that of Dong Cheng.

Dong Cheng smiled and said, "Let me tell you, during the rematch, when I finished singing, Sister Tao Zi called it a compliment, tsk tsk, I don't even have the nerve to tell you."

Du Teng twitched the corner of his mouth: "Hehe."

Dong Cheng picked up the wine glass, drank it, and filled it again: "Don't believe me, I was taking care of your emotions at the time, you know, I was worried that you would be hit by me and make a mistake in your performance."

Du Teng touched him: "Then I really want to thank you!"

"You're welcome!"

Dong Cheng chuckled and said, "Stop talking about that, cheers for us still fighting side by side today!"

Dong Cheng is very good at mobilizing the atmosphere, and there are endless topics to talk about. It's only been a while, and there have been several rounds of drinking.

After a few glasses of wine, his face was a little rosy, and he said with a smile: "Actually, I dreamed of becoming a singer before I signed up for the music department."

Du Teng hiccupped and grinned, "My ambition is not as high as yours. I just want to be an independent musician."

Fang Yu glanced at him. Independent musicians mean that they are unwilling to sign with a record company and rely on their own style to guide pop music. This ambition is not low.

"Indie musicians can burn a lot of money."

"Hehe, I'm really sorry to hide it for so long, my buddy is actually the second generation rich, and his family has mines!"

Du Teng patted his chest.

Dong Cheng cast a contemptuous look: "I believe you are a ghost."

"What I'm saying is true!"

Du Teng gave a cut, expressing love, believe it or not.

Du Teng smiled wryly: "If I said that I didn't want to join Fast Guy, would you believe me?"