" Hello, are you Mr. Lin Quan? Congratulations on passing the auditions for the South China region. Please bring your valid identification and the necessary items for the performance to Zhehai Satellite TV for the audition at 10:30 this morning..."
Lin Quan had just picked up the phone when the other party started to spew a bunch of words and then hung up.
Lin Quan was speechless.
What kind of show was this?
However, Lin Quan quickly found the relevant memories from his " previous memories ".
It was the program team of The Voice of China who had picked up the phone. The new season of The Voice of China, which was hosted by Zhehai Satellite TV, had just started its preliminary auditions.
After leaving the entertainment industry for more than ten years, Lin Quan's return had long changed. He didn't even have a way to contact her, let alone his company or manager.
Of course, Lin Quan had many acquaintances in the entertainment industry, but Lin Quan did not want to have anything to do with his past self. He had never contacted anyone, so he was naturally no different from a small newcomer who had just debuted.
Lin Quan had not only submitted his resume to Masked Singers, but he had also registered for the auditions for The Voice of China online and sent a sample of his singing to the production team.
With Lin Quan's strength, it was normal for him to be selected for the semi-finals…
"I have to reach the TV station at 10:30. It's already past 7 in the morning. I have to buy a high-speed rail ticket quickly. It takes an hour to take the high-speed rail from Shanghai to Hangzhou. I still have to save time to take the bus to the TV station.”
Lin Quan didn't hesitate. He used the few hundred yuan he had left to buy a high-speed rail ticket on his phone, took the key, and left.
Even though Lin Quan had already gotten off to a good start on Masked Singers, he was still meticulous about the audition for The Voice of China.
After all, it was no longer the time when he was famous more than ten years ago.
The entertainment industry was a place that loved the new and hated the old. It was the easiest to forget. If one wanted to stand at the top again, they had to put in more effort than before and cherish every opportunity...
The venue for the South China region's semi-finals was not inside the television station, but in a square in front of the television station.
"Name?"
At the registration area, a staff member sat behind a table at the contestant reception area and asked without raising his head.
"Lin Quan."
Lin Quan replied calmly.
The reception area was very simple and crude. It was just a passageway separated by a curtain beside the stage. The contestants who had passed the preliminary video selection were lined up, waiting for their identities to be verified one by one before they could enter the contestant waiting area behind the stage.
Why does this name sound so familiar? Hmm…maybe it was more common. There was probably a relative with this name among the seven or eight aunts.]
The staff member was a little puzzled, but he looked up at Lin Quan and didn't think about anything else." Yes, I passed the video audition. Did you bring your ID?" Check your identity."
Every year, there were too many people who wanted to become famous by singing in The Voice of China…Every audition zone was filled with people. Countless people with dreams were desperately trying to squeeze in.
The staff was already numb to it.
"Here."
Lin Quan calmly handed over his ID.
After more than ten years, the name " Lin Quan " had become a name that did not cause much association in the ears of young people in their twenties. Lin Quan did not care about this.
"Alright, go in. You are number 78. When the selection begins, perform according to your number.”
The staff pushed his ID card and a number plate over, then waved his hand to let Lin Quan enter the waiting area...
At the same time, in Zhehai TV Station, the executive producer of The Voice of China, Zhou Dongmei, was passing by the production team's office.
Suddenly, without anyone noticing, a music window popped up on a computer, and a magnetic voice sounded.
"What? Did I accidentally touch a button?”
A staff member hurriedly reached out his hand in embarrassment, wanting to turn off the music playing window.
Eh? This song?
No, it was impossible!
Why would he participate in the auditions for The Voice of China? But this voice sounded too much like him…
Executive Producer Zhou Dongmei suddenly stopped in her tracks and reached out to stop him."Wait!"
"I'm sorry, executive producer. This…this should be a singing demo for a contestant in the audition. I didn't slack off at work! I don't know what happened, but it suddenly popped up. Maybe there's a virus in the computer…"
The staff member said in embarrassment.
Zhou Dongmei was the executive producer of The Voice of China. During the recording process, her authority was even greater than that of the executive director. For a small matter like the South China auditions, she naturally would not interfere.
It was fine if he played the singing demos, but if the executive producer misunderstood that he was slacking off at work, that would be too unjust…
"I'm fine."
Zhou Dongmei waved her hand and asked solemnly,""Show me this player's information.”
"Oh, okay, okay, right away!"
The staff member hurriedly pulled out the information of the contestant from the computer." Hmm…it should be him. His voice is especially nice. I have a very good impression of him.”
She turned the computer screen to Zhou Dongmei and stuck out her tongue secretly. She was secretly glad that it was this uncle's singing demo. He was so handsome and manly, and his singing was so good. I immediately remembered him. Otherwise…if it were anyone else, I really wouldn't be able to recognize him!]
Zhou Dongmei bent down and read the information seriously.
(Crazy being locked up in a dark room, uncomfortable, asking for a wave of evaluation votes)
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