Chapter 1884: Ancient dog blood president Wen is the heroine 10
With their super strength, Shu Ange and Wei Lan were directly promoted to the top 20 without any accident, and were hailed by the media as "seeded players to win the championship".
As for Zhou Shilin, he was successfully shortlisted in the top 40, but he needed to compete with the other 29 for the top 20 spots.
Because of this, he was particularly jealous of Wei Lan, who had risen to the top 20.
This is an era when the fan economy is beginning to emerge, and it is also an era when the concept of pan-entertainment is taking shape.
The audience rating of W station has risen at an incredible speed, allowing them to see the business opportunities contained in the "National Singer" competition.
In order to stabilize the ratings and ignite the enthusiasm of the audience, the W station has launched more off-site audience interaction sessions. At the same time, the promotion rules have been slightly modified to allow fans to actively canvass for the players they support.
As w TV station wishes, viewers who rarely directly participate in the star-making activities participate in it with freshness.
Wei Lan's unique voice and indifferent style have attracted many fans for him.
In order to attract more customers, the bar where he sang took advantage of the situation to advertise, and its popularity became extremely popular in just a few days.
Many people came to the bar where he sang, just to get a glimpse of the future star singer.
The bar at night is like another dimension country, with colorful sky lights, floor lights and ray beams, creating a bizarre visual fruit.
The lively and complex drum music, combined with the lighting effects, pushed the atmosphere of the scene to a climax.
"Wei Lan, we want Azure!"
As soon as Shu Ange stepped into the bar, he heard a group of little girls shouting Wei Lan's name frantically.
Almost all people crowded towards the stage, and the security guards worked hard to maintain order.
Passionate emotions are contagious, and even the air becomes a little hot.
"Please be quiet."
Wei Lan's voice, like Qing Lingling's ice water, poured on the surging fire, but unexpectedly made the fans hold back their overly excited mood.
They opened their eyes wide and gazed at the blue with enthusiasm.
Many fans probably don't even know what Wei Lan looks like, but that doesn't stop them from admiring him and chasing him enthusiastically.
His slender and fair fingers fiddled with the guitar in his arms, and the clear and vivid campus folk songs flowed in everyone's ears like moonlight.
"Listen well, Wei Lan, we love you!"
Seeing that the scream was about to overwhelm the singer, Wei Lan raised her hand and pressed down gently, and the fans immediately stopped the sound.
Before he became famous, the bar owner was not happy for Wei Lan to sing too lyrical songs in the store.
He repeatedly emphasized that he must sing pop songs to arouse everyone's emotions, such as: "Your fiery lips kissed my chest", "I love you, love is piercing and unreasonable", "Every time A long night spent thinking of you" and so on.
In most bars, the songs that DJs like to play are songs that can drive everyone to "howl" together.
Since Wei Lan emerged in the "National Singer" and brought high popularity to the bar, the boss took the initiative to ask him to sing more contest songs to try to attract more people.
If it wasn't for the urgent shortage of money, Wei Lan would not choose to sing in the bar.
"Okay, it's really nice to sing!"
When the song was over, the crowd cheered.
"It's like a lullaby. It's for the dead."
In the applause, discordant factors were mixed in, causing fans to respond angrily: "What do you know, this is called a campus ballad!"
"That's right, Wei Lan is great and has a golden voice!"
The picky man rolled up his sleeves and pulled up his neckline, revealing the large tattoos on his arms and chest.
His long five-year-old three-dimensional face was full of flesh, and after the tattoo was exposed, the little girl who had been arguing with him before timidly retreated to the back.
"I rarely have the interest to listen to songs, and sing me a cheerful rhythm, like "Hotty", "You Are My Little Honey" or something."
Luo Yang took out a toothpick to pick his teeth, asked his younger brother to move a chair for him, and looked at Wei Lan arrogantly.
Wei Lan held the guitar without raising her head, and her voice was still a school ballad with a soothing rhythm.
"Don't sing! I told you to sing a song with a cheerful rhythm. You don't have long ears, so cut the song immediately."
Royan was furious, and several doglegs rolled up their sleeves to surround the stage.
He also cut the song, he thought he was in ktv, Shu Ange frowned, a little worried about Wei Lan's safety.
The bar is a gathering place for three religions and nine elites. After Luo Yang made a scene, the wealthy bar owner smiled and brought a few security guards over to smooth things out.
"Brother Luo is free to come over today, and he didn't say hello in advance."
Luo Yang raised his chin slightly, and squinted at the bar owner: "Boss Jin is very busy, so he has no time to pay attention to us little scoundrels. I brought my brothers to cheer, and I was defeated by the little white face. How do you think about it? ?"
"Wei Lan is still young, works part-time in a bar, and doesn't know much about the rules. I will apologize to you on his behalf."
"Fuck, you are his father, what qualifications do you have to compensate for him?"
Luo Yang spit on the ground, and made it clear that he was looking for trouble, but Boss Jin's face was not very good. "Brother Luo, if you are deliberately making trouble today, I, Jin Wanxi, are not cowards."
Jin Wanxi got angry, Luo Yang put away his arrogant and domineering attitude, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and handed it to Jin Wanxi: "Boss Jin, don't be angry, Lao Luo, I can't speak, you call this Lan or something Xiaobai face has a glass of wine and apologizes, and this matter is over now."
His words landed, and the younger brother behind him walked onto the stage with a glass of wine.
Singers are very taboo about tobacco and alcohol, alcohol hurts their throats, and bars are a mixed place. After a glass of wine, it may not only be alcohol, but also other bad things.
Seeing Luo Yang's concession, Boss Jin took the cigarette reluctantly with a smile, turned around and said to Wei Lan, "Give Brother Luo a face, drink this glass of wine, and go down for a rest."
"Ha, Boss Jin really feels distressed, did you hear that, the boy called Lan, he's not going to drink the wine soon."
Luo Yangyi's irritated appearance was particularly insulting.
If Wei Lan drinks this glass of wine in front of the public, it will become a black history that he cannot erase.
Even though, he is the one being bullied.
Boss Jin obviously wanted to relax, so Shu Ange crossed the crowd and walked towards the stage.
Wei Lan put away the guitar in his arms, and without even looking at the gangster who was serving the wine, he walked silently down the stage, suppressing the urge to do it.
"Grass, the stinky boy is shameless. Give me a drink. If you don't want to drink it, drink it until he drinks it."
Luo Yang was furious, and the little gangsters under him were more excited than each other, and when he rolled up his sleeves, he was about to pull Wei Lan.
"Stop, so many people bully one, you have no shame. I have to call the police. If you dare to do it, just wait and explain to the police!"
Shu Ange stepped forward, and the little girls who were frightened by the actions of Luo Yang and others found their backbone.
They stared at the gangster angrily, and some people called the police after realizing it.