Qin Ze chuckled and said, "Oh, you're still the finale."
Qin Bao Bao pouted. "Not the finale. They're afraid that a newbie like me will appear too early and cause dissatisfaction among the audience. It's better to leave me for the finale and set up a suspense. "
"I'm relieved to hear you say that."
"Get out of my sight."
Wang Zijin smiled and said, "You two can go and do crosstalk."
In the show, Yin Jia faced the camera and said with a smile, "Who's the last singer? Let's knock on her door. "
The bullet screen: "Who is it?"
"A newbie? No way, a newbie can be the finale? "
"The crew really knows how to keep us in suspense. Open the door, open the door. "
"I'm so disappointed. There's still no beauty in this episode."
"Don't joke around. Singers are different from movie stars. Movie stars pay more attention to appearance, so popular female stars are super beautiful. But singing doesn't matter if you're beautiful or not. It's all about the voice, singing skills, and talent. "
"Want to see a beauty? Go watch a movie, TV, or other variety shows. There are usually no super beauties in the music genre. "
"It doesn't matter if you're a newbie or a superstar. Hurry up and knock on the door. I can't wait to hear the song."
"The one who can't wait, hurry up and enter."
"What's there to enter? I don't want to waste a second."
At this moment, the door opened.
In the camera, Qin Baobao was wearing a white printed T-shirt. Her breasts were spectacular, her waist was slender, and she was wearing a pair of blue and white skinny jeans. She stood by the door with her legs closed. There was almost no gap between her legs. She had a pair of long legs that were incomparably lethal. Looking at her face, it was a foxy face. It was very seductive. Her makeup was exquisite, and her facial features were carved. There was a hint of uneasiness and nervousness in her bright red phoenix eyes as she had just arrived.
The screen suddenly went silent.
A moment later, the bullet screen went crazy.
"F * ck, who is this girl?"
"Fake Pig Trap shamefully gives up the title of number one in the world …"
"I'll protect this girl."
"So beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful … Important words must be repeated three times."
"Who is she? Who is she? "
"She's the last contestant? The production team must have specially invited a vase for eye candy, but I like it. "
"666, the production team is finally giving out the benefits."
"Licking the screen."
"Who can tell me who she is?"
"These breasts don't make sense. They must be augmented. Quick, let me examine them."
"Civilized Ball Watching."
Bullet screen comments slid across the screen like snowflakes. The netizens were stunned by Qin Bao Bao's beauty, and all kinds of people sent bullet screen comments. Some praised him, some were amazed, but most of them were mocking him.
Qin Bao Bao blushed. She was both embarrassed and angry. She leaned over to grab the mouse and was about to close the bullet screen. "What kind of people are they? They're so annoying."
Qin Ze held onto his sister's hand to prevent her from having her way. "The audience's evaluation of you is an important reference."
This was actually true. In the entertainment industry, one had to have this psychological quality. His sister used to be the little princess of the family, but now she had to train a strong heart. How could she continue in the entertainment industry if she flew into a rage out of humiliation after being ridiculed?
Qin Bao Bao vented her anger on her brother and pinched him hard on the waist. "You just like to see people ridicule me, you pervert."
Her face was burning. This was her first time appearing on the screen, and it was her first time seeing the public's comments about her, but she was not happy at all. Qin Bao Bao, who did not visit forums or use Weibo, could not stand the shameless and even insulting ridicule of an experienced driver. In contrast, Qin Ze, who had been in the ranks of the Internet for a long time and had rich experience, was much more used to it. He was not surprised at all. When he saw the familiar comments like "Ten years of legs" and "Civilized Ball Watching", he could even smile.
Qin Ze laughed and said, "Sister, I have to apologize."
Qin Bao Bao looked at him blankly, and her starry eyes fell on his face.
"Looks like you can really survive in the entertainment industry. Hahaha … Ouch. "
Qin Bao Bao, who flew into a rage out of humiliation, pinched Qin Ze's waist without reservation.
In reality, Qin Bao Bao was coquettish and angry, but in the show, she was dignified and serious, politely greeting Yin Jia.
"Hello, Miss Qin, I am Yin Jia. You are the last guest to appear. I believe the audience in front of the TV is very unfamiliar with you. Briefly introduce yourself. "
She called Qin Bao Bao Miss Qin, not Miss Qin.
Qin Bao Bao smiled sweetly. "Hello, everyone, my name is Qin Bao Bao. I am honored to stand on the stage of" I Am a Singer "and compete with so many teachers. I hope everyone can like me."
"I heard that you are going to sing an original song in our show this time. Is that so?"
"Yes."
"If that's the case, then it's amazing. I believe the audience is also looking forward to it. Let's wait and see."
"Actually, it's not my original song …"
Qin Bao Bao was halfway through her words when Yin Jia interrupted, "So far, all the guests of this episode have appeared. Go and say hello to them."
Bullet screen: "Qin Bao Bao? Are you sure it's not a stage name? "
"It's definitely a series of family feuds."
"Forgive me for laughing."
"Bao Bao? Damn it, I laughed so hard. "
"You're so rude. She hasn't finished speaking yet and you interrupted her."
"Yin Jia is jealous of Qin Bao Bao's beauty, isn't she? Her attitude is cold and her smile is fake. When she saw Huang Yuteng, she couldn't wait to smile. "
"The legendary real-life version: Bao Bao is bitter in her heart, but Bao Bao won't say it."
Because of Qin Bao Bao's excellent appearance, she captured the hearts of many viewers. Everyone was complaining about the injustice for Qin Bao Bao. The host Yin Jia's attitude was not very good. But soon, several bullet screen comments popped up:
"I've already searched Baidu. There's no such person in the entertainment industry."
"Baidu + 1. There's no such person."
"She got in through the back door. Identification complete."
"There's really no such person as Qin Bao Bao. Such a beautiful woman can't be unknown in the entertainment industry."
"Damn, she must have used her connections."
"Damn, I knew it. How could a newcomer compete with a big star in the music industry? This doesn't make sense."
"This is very logical. As long as you're willing to take off your clothes, even a loser can become a big star."
"You don't have to guess. She must be the mistress of some TV station leader."
"It can't be. How can such a beautiful girl be his mistress? I don't believe it, I don't believe it."
The attitude of the people in the entertainment industry towards celebrities was very contradictory. They admired and liked them, but they also despised them from the bottom of their hearts. In ancient times, actors were not popular. They could only be concubines when they got married. This view was deeply rooted in the people's hearts. Even now, it had not changed.
Looking at the gossip of celebrities, in every ten comments, there would be one comment: "Bitches are heartless, actors are unrighteous."
It was precisely because of this reason that the old man firmly opposed his daughter to enter the entertainment industry. His precious daughter was his flesh and blood. Who would want his daughter to "humiliate" herself in the entertainment industry?
There were also female celebrities who insisted on their bottom line. Most of them gradually fell in the big dye vat of the entertainment industry. Half of them were forced by reality, and the other half did not want to give up glory and wealth. How many of them could really emerge from the sludge without being tainted?
On this point, Qin Ze was still very confident in his sister. Qin Bao Bao entered the entertainment industry for her dreams (that was what she said). As long as it was not for fame and fortune, she would be able to stick to her principles and would not resort to unscrupulous means to get to the top. Secondly, his family did not lack money. They had a well-off standard. Qin Bao Bao did not have such a thing as being "forced by life". Lastly, he was no longer the unknown mediocre younger brother. Give him some time and he would have enough confidence to protect his sister.
Qin Bao Bao was so angry that her whole body trembled. Qin Ze frowned. "I'm not watching anymore."
As he spoke, he was about to close the bullet screen. However, Qin Bao Bao slapped his hand away and said with a sobbing voice, "The audience's comments are also an important reference. You said it yourself."
She was using a self-harming method to vent her anger on her younger brother.
It was not Qin Bao Bao's fault that her psychological state was poor. She had lived for 25 years and had been proud for 25 years. This was the first time she had tasted the dark side of online violence. It was inevitable that she would be affected and hurt a little.
In the big room where the guests were gathered, everyone saw Qin Bao Bao through the screen.
Li Rongxing: "Oh my god, goddess."
Li Zongde: "So beautiful!"
Hong Jingyao: "A very beautiful lady."
Chen Xiaotong's broken Chinese: "Is she the mainland's new female singer?"
Huang Yuteng shook his head: "Qin Bao Bao? I've never heard of her. She must be a newcomer. "
Hong Jingyao laughed and said, "Don't underestimate newcomers. There are too many young people nowadays who are good at singing."
Everyone talked about this and that and waited for Qin Bao Bao to push open the door and enter. She bowed to a few famous singers. Everyone applauded sparsely. She was beautiful, but this was a singer's stage, not a beauty contest. How could a newcomer with no fame and no works gain their recognition and respect? However, they still pretended to welcome her.
The netizens also expressed their opinions on the bullet screen:
"The guests don't seem to like her."
"Definitely. She's a woman who relied on connections."
"Don't like her? Nonsense. Which male guest here doesn't want to sleep with her? "
.....
When Qin Ze saw this, he was a little unhappy. In the past, he liked to see such comments on the Internet. However, when the target of the comments was Qin Bao Bao, his sister, the feeling was completely different.
"These people are really uncultured." Wang Zijin was also unhappy.
"Qin Ze used to be one of these people," Qin Bao Bao said faintly.
.....
"Let's move on to the next segment. The contestants will draw lots to determine their opponents and the order of appearance. Good luck to all of you. "
After the host, Yin Jia, finished speaking, a staff member walked into the camera with a box.
The second season of "I Am a Singer" basically followed the first season's routine. The singers had to compete with each other. The six of them were divided into three groups and competed with each other. The winner advanced, and the three losers started another competition to fight for the two spots. The last person was eliminated.
The audience acted as the judges. They decided who stayed and who went. Back then, the program team of "I Am a Singer" took a big risk by eliminating the judges and using the audience to decide the winner. Because this model had never appeared before. At most, the audience and the judges would vote together. The audience would be guided or misled by the judges.
Unexpectedly, "I Am a Singer" became popular because of this.
"Teacher Hong has the most experience. Teacher Hong, go first."
"Teacher Huang is the most famous. Teacher Huang, go first."
"Ladies first. Teacher Xiaotong, go first."
The singers were humble, laughing, and arguing with each other. In the end, Hong Jingyao, who had the most experience, went first. He took out a plastic ball and said, "Number one!"
Everyone laughed. "What an auspicious number."
Hong Jingyao rolled his eyes. "What auspicious? I'm the first to go. I have to bear all the pressure."
Everyone laughed.
Chen Xiaotong was the second to draw. "I'm number two."
Li Zongde said, "My god! I'm number one. I'm Teacher Hong's opponent. "
Huang Yuteng said, "I'm number three."
Li Rongxing strode to the lottery box and took a deep breath nervously. He looked at the camera and said nervously, "Now there are only number three and two left in the box. If I get number three, my opponent will be Teacher Huang. Oh my god, do you know how nervous I am right now? There's a 50/50 chance. If I get number two, it's heaven, and if I get number three, it's hell. No, no, I have to go home and worship my ancestors first. "
With that, he turned around and left.
"Hey, you're back. Where are you going?"
"Young man, be careful. Is this the time to worship your ancestors? Who's going to sing if you leave?"
"Pfft …"
"Program team, quickly tie him up and bring him back."
The guests didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The audience was also amused.
Next to them, Qin Bao Bao stood there with a faint smile on her face. She seemed out of place. The camera only showed her for a moment before moving away to focus on the guests.
.....
Qin Ze glanced at his sister next to him and joked, "Don't tell me you got number three."
Huang Yuteng was a popular singer. He had experience and fame and was definitely the most popular singer present. If the popular Heavenly King and Heavenly Queen didn't appear, no one could suppress him. He had a huge fan base. If Qin Bao Bao got number three, she would really be in the death group.
Qin Bao Bao, who was still angry, looked at him sideways and didn't bother to answer his question.
At this moment, exclamations and screams sounded. On the screen, Li Rongxing was dancing happily with a plastic ball in his hand. The number was: number two.
Li Rongxing was surprised. "Thank you to the country, thank you to the people, thank you to the program team, and also thank you for your brilliance."
All the guests were amused.
Huang Yuteng shook his head and laughed.
Then, all the guests present looked at the "isolated" Qin Bao Bao, a newcomer.
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