The Woodpecker Music Festival is still going on, but singers come on stage and then go on. The audience in the audience always feels that something is missing and feels a little uncomfortable.

"Not nice!"

"It's far worse than Bai Yunfei!"

"Nothing interesting!"

"It's okay, it's just that smell."

Even with the applause, I could feel that it was not warm anymore.

Director Li Qingyang shook his head with a wry smile and said to the deputy director next to him: "There are really pros and cons. Bai Yunfei's "Chengdu" directly raised the threshold in the audience's mind a lot. The contestants behind him actually performed well, but it was obvious that the audience would not buy it."

The assistant director also nodded, "Yes, but it's already a miracle to make a Bai Yunfei. Where can I do this?"

Li Qingyang waved his hand and said indifferently: "If it's not warm, then it's not warm. Haha, with the part that Bai Yunfei had just passed, the ratings were stable."

...........

In the background, singers came down from the stage, and without exception, they would look at Bai Yunfei.

It is because of this person that the audience doesn't like them anymore.

For a moment, I don’t know how many players were depressed, but unfortunately they didn’t know the saying “If you give birth to Yu, why do you give birth to Liang?” otherwise they would definitely shout it out.

Bai Yunfei was listening to the contestants singing, but he didn't dare to be careless. The level of cultural and entertainment in this world is no worse than that on the earth. Maybe there will be a dragon and a tiger hidden in any corner.

Soon, at the end of the competition, direct student Zhang Wei came on stage. Zhang Wei also sang original songs, and the effect was unexpectedly good. In the end, the average score given by the judges was 9.0 points, and another high score that broke 9 appeared.

If Gu Du had not been before this, Zhang Wei would have been in the spotlight. But with Bai Yunfei, the pearl and jade, Zhang Wei's score also exceeded 9, but it was immediately overshadowed.

The final result was produced.

First place: Bai Yunfei. Score: 9.6.

Second place: Zhang Wei. Score: 9.0.

Third place: Wang Kai. Score: 8.6.

Fourth place: Li Wenting. Score: 8.33.

......

The semi-finals ended and the players left one after another.

Bai Yunfei and Zhu Wenqing also got into the car they had made before and returned to the hotel from the back door.

In the studio, many staff members gathered together to finish the program.

"Tsk tsk, this semi-final really made a big black horse with a shiny black horse!"

"Yes, I didn't care when Bai Yunfei first came on stage. Damn, I scared the capitalist."

"Hey, stop talking about you, I'm standing next to Director Li. Director Li was stunned at that time, haha."

"The worst thing is Zhang Wei. He broke 9 and was defeated by Bai Yunfei to become second place."

"I can only blame him for his bad luck and encounter Bai Yunfei."

"It's really good to say that song "Chengdu" is really nice."

"It's all right, the audience is crazy."

“This time the ratings should have risen.”

"It must rise, but I don't know how much it can rise."

.........

In Chengdu, Bai Yunfei stayed in a hotel.

Bai Yunfei took a shower and lay on the bed.

When I turned on the system, my reputation value increased a little, now it is 520,000.

Bai Yunfei knew in his heart that the real big head was still behind. After the official broadcast of the Sichuan Provincial TV station on Friday, its reputation will increase significantly, and Bai Yunfei's ranking will also increase greatly.

As a first-class large-scale music event in China, the Woodpecker Music Festival has an incentive to improve the ranking of artists. Moreover, his "Chengdu" is not a waste of time. If it can conquer the audience on site, will it not conquer the audience in front of the TV?

Dongdongdongdongdong.

The door was knocked, and Bai Yunfei got out of bed in his pajamas and went to open the door.

As soon as he opened the door, Zhu Wenqing walked in, "Yun Fei, do you want to go out to eat something?"

Bai Yunfei shook his head, "I won't go, I just finished washing up."

Zhu Wenqing shook his head with a tsk and said, "Yunfei, are you sure you are not going? In three days, even if you want to go out for a midnight snack, you will have nowhere to go."

Bai Yunfei was stunned and frowned and said, "What does it mean?"

Zhu Wenqing shook his head and said, "The broadcast time of the music festival is at 8 o'clock on Friday night. Your "Chengdu" was rated 9.6 points, breaking the record of the Woodpecker Music Festival. When the program is broadcast, it is hard to say in the whole country, but in Chengdu, it is not well-known, and it will definitely become a big name."

After pausing, Zhu Wenqing continued to laugh: "At that time, you could really feel the helplessness of those big stars."

Bai Yunfei thought about it and found that this was indeed the case. He pursed his lips and said, "Old Zhu, thank you for caring about me so much."

Zhu Wenqing nodded with a sensible expression, "No need to thank you. As your agent and friend, this is what I should do. Well, you only need to buy the order at that time."

Bai Yunfei nodded with a smile, slowly walked behind Zhu Wenqing, bent down slowly, and then picked up the pillow from the sofa in a flash and smashed it towards Zhu Wenqing's head.

"You are shameless. You want to eat delicious food and fool me! You want me to pay for you! You don't have to thank you yet! I thank you! How long has it been since I met you? You have gained 20 kilograms!"

Bai Yunfei had already figured out Zhu Wenqing clearly. This guy has been studying in the UK since college and stayed in the UK to work after graduation. However, when he was in middle school in China, he became a habit of Chinese snacks. He had been holding it abroad for so long, and after returning to China this time, he turned into Zhu Bajie.

Bai Yunfei was confused at first, why did Zhu Wenqing talk to him about work and why he didn't talk in the office. He insisted on taking him to many old snack shops in Beijing to talk. He never stopped every time he went to his mouth. It was because of the conversation, but it was just eating.

Zhu Wenqing was hit and ran away immediately, and the two of them quarreled around the sofa.

"Bai Yunfei, I'm for your own good, don't be ungrateful."

"Yohe, the agent takes the artist to eat snacks? Don't you know that the artist needs to maintain a figure? The key is that I'm asking me to pay for it, look at your stingy look."

"Aa, one person is half."

"Old Zhu, you speak with your conscience. Do I eat half of yours? I'm so embarrassed to talk to me."

"Why are you yelling so loudly? Can you be better?" Zhu Wenqing shrank his neck and took the pillow, "Okay, okay, what do you think you should do?"

"Celebrate me, you treat me."

"ah?"

Bai Yunfei stopped and smiled proudly, "You wait."

After saying that, Bai Yunfei walked towards the room.

A few minutes later, Bai Yunfei, wearing a khaki casual outfit, walked out of the room with his neck holding Zhu Wenqing's neck.

...........

On the other side,

Sichuan Provincial TV Station, in the office of the deputy director.

Wang Boyang is the deputy director of Sichuan TV station in charge of variety shows. In the past two months, Taiwan has held the 7th Woodpecker Music Festival, and he has also started to work together.

After finishing the work at hand, I saw that it was already 9:30 and was about to get home from get off work when the office door suddenly rang.

Wang Boyang frowned, who is this? Haven’t gotten off work yet?

"Come in."

As soon as Wang Boyang finished speaking, he saw Li Qingyang, director of the Woodpecker Music Festival, walk in in a hurry.

Wang Boyang and Li Qingyang have the word Yang in their names, and their relationship is good in private. When the Woodpecker Music Festival was first launched, Wang Boyang hosted the big aspects, while Li Qingyang did the small aspects, and the two matched them very well.

Seeing Li Qingyang's expression was wrong, Wang Boyang suddenly felt panicked. Tonight is the semi-final of the Woodpecker Music Festival. Could it be that something went wrong?

The Woodpecker Music Festival is his most proud work, and you must not make any mistakes. Wang Boyang hurriedly asked, "Old Li, what happened? Is there something wrong with the music festival?"

Li Qingyang didn't answer, stopped in front of the coffee table, poured himself a glass of water, touched the temperature just right, and drank it all in one sip.

Wang Boyang was anxious: "Old Li, don't keep it aside, but what happened?"

Li Qingyang took a deep breath and said, "Look, you're scared, it's a good thing!"

Wang Boyang heard that it was not a bad thing, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, glared at Li Qingyang and said, "What a good thing?"

"Guess." Li Qingyang said happily.

Wang Boyang said angrily: "Don't guess."

Seeing that Deputy Director Wang was really angry, Li Qingyang poured another glass of water and walked over and handed it to Wang Boyang, shook his head and said, "Old Wang, please calm down. Don't you guess I'll tell you that a dark horse appeared in the recording tonight."

Wang Boyang raised his eyebrows when he heard this, took the teacup, and snorted: "What else do I think of? You're so fussy, have you never seen a dark horse in so many years?"

After complaining for a while, Wang Boyang took a sip of water to moisten his throat, and then said, "How dark is it?"

Li Qingyang said solemnly: "Average score is 9.6!"

Puff.

Wang Boyang didn't have time to swallow a sip of tea and sprayed it all out.

Opposite, Li Qingyang was shocked, his hair, eyebrows, and beard were dripping, and there was even a smell of smoke in his mouth.

Li Qingyang raised his hand and wiped his face. Before he could complain, Wang Boyang grabbed the collar and pulled it over.

Wang Boyang glared and said, "How many?"

“9.6.”

"Damn!"
Chapter completed!