Entertainment Era: Starting with Teaching Sister Meng to Sing

It's the weekend, and Wang Xiaozhou is going home to see his parents, so he didn't practice singing. Meng Ziyi didn't get home until before 10 p.m.

He took off his snow boots at the doorway, hung his heavy coat on the hanger, and smelled his white socks that he had worn all day.

Hmm, it smells so good. Fairies never sweat on their feet.

After changing into her pajamas, Meng Ziyi threw herself onto the bed and covered her face with both hands, but a smile still bloomed through her fingers.

This period has been the most comfortable time for her since her parents passed away.

Life has a vision, the future has hope, and there are good people around us.

Wang Xiaozhou's appearance gave Meng Ziyi, who had always lacked a sense of security, a sense of security and a sense of belonging.

At school, he was the best fighter in the entire county, and his brothers all called him "Big Sister-in-law".

In society, he can command the county hospital director to personally arrange wards.

In terms of talent, he can write a song tailored to himself. The accompaniment he made a few days ago is still on his phone's memory card. Every time I listen to it, I cry.

Most importantly, he never boasts about it; it seems that only he knows what he has done.

His parents didn't know his reputation in the county, his third uncle didn't believe he could write songs, and his brothers didn't know how many connections he had in society.

But he never explained it.

He wasn't even eighteen yet, but his mature mindset made his male classmates, who only knew how to flip their bangs and show off, look like little kids.

She just doesn't know what he really thinks of her. Every time she lets something slip, he says he only wants her to make money for him, but he clearly cares about her so much in their daily life.

A young girl in the throes of first love is often filled with moments of secret joy and moments of restlessness, making herself feel anxious and confused.

Unable to figure it out, Meng Ziyi decided to stop thinking about it. He got up and took a cold shower in the bathroom. While drying himself, he inadvertently looked at himself in the mirror and then twisted his body a couple of times.

Hehe, she's beautiful, so what's there to be annoyed about? I don't believe he won't be tempted!

The beautiful woman returned to bed satisfied. Just as she calmed down and was about to fall asleep, her phone vibrated twice. It was a text message from Wang Xiaozhou.

[I've successfully registered for the preliminary round of The Voice of China. I've packed my things and am heading to the provincial capital tomorrow.]

Well, another sleepless night.

The next day, the two went to school to apply for leave.

Wang Xiaozhou was doing well; his leave application process went incredibly smoothly, and the teachers were more than happy for him to stay at school and cause trouble for other students.

Meng Ziyi was different. She had the best grades in the art class, and the teachers advised her that the entrance exam for the Beijing Film Academy was in February next year, and she shouldn't waste time at this time.

Imagine how much a talent from your own art school could gain admission to the Beijing Film Academy, boosting the reputation of such a small county-level art school.

Whether out of a desire to cherish talent or for their own benefit, everyone hopes that Meng Ziyi can give it his all one last time.

Meng Ziyi remained silent and gently pushed the sick note on the table forward.

......

At noon, the two met at the entrance of the train station and, using the most primitive method, bought two tickets to the provincial capital at the train station ticket window with their ID cards.

Nineteen yuan and fifty cents, the money Meng Ziyi spent.

"How much money did you bring with you on this trip?"

The tickets were for 3:30 PM. As the two sat in the waiting room, Wang Xiaozhou asked.

Meng Ziyi counted on her fingers: "My brother-in-law just gave me my allowance for this week. I had saved more than 600 before, so now I have more than 1,000 in total."

Wang Xiaozhou retorted defiantly, "You only get five hundred yuan a week for living expenses?"

Meng Ziyi shook her head: "It used to be two hundred a week, but ever since my brother-in-law bumped into us on our way home together, he's been giving us a little more every week."

Wang Xiaozhou smiled. His third uncle was a bit awkward. He seemed to oppose Meng Ziyi entering the entertainment industry early, but in reality, he secretly gave her money.

Perhaps because he, as an elder, couldn't openly support such a thing, he secretly hoped that Meng Ziyi would succeed, and the bitterness in his heart was something that outsiders could not understand.

"What did you tell your third uncle and the others?"

"To be honest, if I were to participate in The Voice of China, what about you?"

"I lied to my mom and said I was having extra classes at school and wouldn't be able to come home for at least two weeks. Oh, and here you are."

Wang Xiaozhou stretched out his small hand: "Keep two hundred for yourself, give me the rest."

Meng Ziyi obediently handed over the money: "What do you need so much money for?"

"Is there no registration fee for The Voice of China? And you don't have to pay for food, clothing, accommodation, and transportation in the provincial capital? You have to make up for it for me first."

Meng Ziyi hesitated for a while before timidly speaking just before getting into the car: "The Voice... seems to not require an application fee."

Wang Xiaozhou: "Shut up."

......

Embarrassingly, Wang Xiaozhou only learned last night that The Voice of China doesn't require an application fee, and that the rules for offline preliminary selections only started when the show aired for four or five seasons; right now, it's just the directors choosing the contestants.

Therefore, the concern about holding the big show offline for the preliminary rounds has disappeared, and the pre-recorded second season of The Voice of China has become the only option.

It wasn't a holiday today, so the green train was almost empty. The hard seats were just like sleeper berths. The two of them weren't tired at all during the two-hour journey. After arriving in the provincial capital, they didn't even rest for a moment and went straight to the interview location notified by the program team.

Time was indeed very tight. Because of school, Wang Xiaozhou rarely went to internet cafes to look up information. When he saw the official website announcement on Saturday, it was already the last day to register.

The preliminary selection will end in three days, and the first round of formal blind auditions and recording will begin in ten days. I really can't afford to delay.

Upon arriving at the hotel, the two truly felt the incredible buzz following the success of the first season of The Voice of China. It was afternoon, but there was still a long queue at the hotel entrance, with everyone there for auditions.

However, the selection process was not slow, and the efficiency of people coming and going was extremely high. Wang Xiaozhou roughly calculated that most people did not stay in the room for a full minute, and the selection criteria of the director team seemed to be very high.

"What should I do? I'm a little nervous."

Looking at the long line of people, Meng Ziyi gently tugged at Wang Xiaozhou's sleeve.

Wang Xiaozhou turned his head and smiled, taking out two envelopes from his pocket and tearing them open: "But now is my performance time. If you want to be nervous, wait until the blind auditions, okay?"

The long queue gradually shortened, and it was Wang Xiaozhou and his companion's turn before six o'clock.

Meng Ziyi only showed her face briefly upon entering before being kicked out by Wang Xiaozhou. She then chatted with the production team in her room for some unknown reason. Ten minutes later, Wang Xiaozhou emerged with a competition card in his hand.

"We don't need to confirm the voice characteristics anymore, and I've discussed canceling the home visit segment. We'll just record a lounge interview for the pre-match vlog, is that alright?"

"no problem!"

Meng Ziyi's eyes were so determined, as if she were going to sink Sakura Island. The result of being able to participate in the blind auditions without going through the preliminary rounds was something she never expected.

"Let's go practice singing. We'll come back to the hotel tomorrow to officially sign the contract."

"Um."

"We don't have enough money for living expenses, so let's share a room tonight."

"Hmm... Ah?"

Wang Xiaozhou checked the favorability rating: 52%.

According to the system's standards, a favorability rating of 60% or higher is required to reach the level of lovers. Currently, we are still in the state of being more than friends but less than lovers, so we cannot act impulsively.

"For the rooms up for bidding, I swear I'll only sleep in my own bed!"