Seeing that the audience was so enthusiastic, Yang Kun quickly struck while the iron was hot and said,"Guan Ping, stay and compete. I believe you will definitely become famous!"
The cold Wang Feng nodded as well. With both hands in his pockets, he said,"Yes, stay. We'll all be there for you.”
Zhang Bichen, who was standing backstage, looked at the figure on the stage and said softly,""Stay."
Facing their urging to stay, Guan Ping thought for a moment and slowly said,"I'm really just a group of friends and relatives accompanying someone else to participate in the competition. Moreover, I'm a student of the performing arts department. Isn't it wrong to come here to sing? Thank you, everyone. Goodbye."
Guan Ping put down the microphone and walked backstage.
"W-what did he just say?”
Ying, whose brain had short-circuited, asked with uncertainty.
Qi Qin's lips twitched and she said softly,""He said he's a student in the acting department. Uh, I really don't believe it."
Before he could finish, he covered his face with both hands, looking as if he could not accept reality.
Her singing was so good that it was already at a professional level. She was even better than professional singers who had been immersed in the music industry for twenty years.
And now, he actually said that he was a student of the performing arts department? Wasn't this slapping the four instructors 'old faces?
F * ck, if she was so talented in singing, why did she have to learn to perform if she just sang obediently?
Yang Kun and Wang Feng's expressions also became extremely gloomy, and they both sighed repeatedly. Obviously, Guan Ping's departure made them feel extremely regretful.
When he arrived backstage, Guan Ping noticed that Zhang Ruochen was staring at him in shock. He couldn't help but chuckle."What's wrong? Are you scared by my strength?”
"Mr. Guan Ping."
At this moment, the host quickly stepped forward and raised the microphone."Excuse me, are you really studying acting? Besides, wasn't the main reason you gave up on The Voice's competition because of Miss Zhang Bichen?”
Guan Ping calmly replied as he watched the host put the microphone in front of him,"Are you really the host of The Voice of China? And not a spy sent by some paparazzi?”
Hearing this, the host's face darkened, and the cameraman burst out laughing.
"Move aside!"
After a shout, a fat middle-aged man appeared backstage. He was rushing over at the speed of a hundred meters.
A humanoid tank!
This was the first impression that appeared in Zhang Bichen's mind. As the fat man ran, she felt the ground shake slightly.
It was getting closer and closer.
The fat man's mouth grew bigger and bigger. He shook his head, spread his arms, and ran forward with all his might. It was like a hundred-year-old man who had just seen a peerless beauty.
She looked at Zhang Bichen's pretty face. Guan Ping frowned slightly. Could it be that the Addict series had already spread to China?
"Bang!"
Guan Ping punched the fat man to the ground and grabbed his hands.""What are you trying to do!"
The host beside him suddenly grabbed his hair and looked at the scene in horror. He stammered,"D-Director."
"Director?"
Guan Ping looked at the fat man lying on the ground in confusion.
In the director's office of The Voice of China.
Qian Duoduo, who was already forty years old, still looked pale. He rubbed his belly and complained to Guan Ping, who was sitting opposite him.
It had been many years since he became famous. No matter where he went, people would call him Director Qian respectfully. But today, he was beaten up in his own territory!
However, Qian Duoduo endured his anger. Because in his eyes, Guan Ping was no longer a person, but an accelerator on the road to success.
As long as he could advance further in the director's circle, what was the big deal about being beaten up? He wouldn't have any complaints even if he had to suffer another two beatings.
Looking at Qian Duoduo sitting across from him, Zhang Ruochen felt a little awkward. He hurriedly tugged at Guan Ping's clothes. The latter understood and said indifferently,"I'm sorry, Director Qian. I've made you suffer.”
Although he said he was sorry, Guan Ping didn't seem to feel sorry at all.
Qian Duoduo did not have the demeanor of a director at all. He smiled and said,"It's okay, it's okay. My stomach hasn't been feeling well recently. Today's punch just happened to make me feel much better.”
He was fat and had a particularly wretched smile. The more Guan Ping looked at him, the more his hands itched. He really wanted to punch him again.
Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Zhang Bichen said,""I don't know. Did Director Qian bring us here to talk about something?”
"Hehe, there is indeed a small matter.”
Qian Duoduo rubbed his fat hands and asked tentatively,""I wonder if Mr. Guan Ping will come with you when Miss Zhang is participating in the competition in the future?”
At the mention of this question, Zhang Ruochen felt a sense of emptiness in his heart. He stole a glance at Guan Ping.
Would they come together?
It shouldn't be. They were just acquaintances. He had accompanied her today because he was afraid that he would miss the competition. There was no reason to come again in the future.
Thinking of this, Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly.
Guan Ping, who was sitting beside her, frowned slightly. Three bright words appeared in his mind.
Unspoken rules!
Looking at this fatty's wretched appearance, Guan Ping felt that he was a person who liked to play dirty.
"I wonder if Director Qian wants me to come or if he doesn't want me to come?" he asked in an unfriendly tone.”
"Of course I want you to come."
Feeling a little impatient, Qian Duoduo slowly sat up straight and said seriously,"Mr. Guan Ping, on behalf of The Voice of China, I hope that in the future, whenever Miss Zhang Bichen has a competition, you can come personally. If it's possible, I can pay you a handsome salary.”
After hearing that, Zhang Bichen couldn't react in time. He asked in confusion,""Why are you doing this?"
The director gave them money? What kind of logic was this?
Guan Ping crossed his arms and understood after thinking for a while.
The most important thing for a program director was the viewership ratings. As long as there was enough news, they would be able to make enough money.
In that case…The corner of Guan Ping's mouth curled up slightly. He stretched out a finger and said softly,"For the sake of the viewership ratings, a million shouldn't be too much.”
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