Entertainment: 1990

Chapter 105 Setting an Example [Part 2]

On the stage.

Although she knew the shouts were mainly due to the script, Han Hong couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. So she bowed deeply to the audience and shouted, "The song I'm going to sing is 'On the Golden Mountain of BJ'!"

"Tch~ Such an old-fashioned song."

Guan Hu immediately seized the opportunity to provide assistance.

With his series of emotional provocations, even if Han Hong's performance was slightly lacking, the audience could forgive her. Not to mention, she sang this well-known song with great emotion, completely surpassing the previous two singers in terms of skill.

So when she finished singing the song, the audience immediately burst into enthusiastic applause.

Half of the applause was for Han Hong, and the other half was a slap in the face to Guan Hu.

Zhang Yan, also looking excited, clapped his hands and stepped forward, saying, "Han Hong's performance has far exceeded everyone's expectations—this is already at the level of a well-known singer. May I ask, are you from a formal song and dance troupe?"

Han Hong shook her head sadly and said into the microphone, "When I was 19, I gained more than 100 pounds due to the aftereffects of cholecystitis. Later, I applied to a song and dance troupe. I passed the singing test, but I couldn't pass the physical test."

But I still want to sing, I want to sing for more people.

With that, Han Hong bowed again to the audience and said, "Thank you all for your applause today!"

Although she had practiced many times, her voice still sounded a little stiff when she said these words in public.

But that's what makes it seem more real.

The audience erupted in enthusiastic applause once again, with many shouting encouragement for Han Hong to work hard and make those blind fools regret their actions.

Seeing that the mood had been built up enough, Zhang Yan immediately gave Guan Hu a wink.

"cough~"

Guan Hu coughed loudly into the microphone, as if he was upset about losing face, and took the initiative to pick a fight: "Your singing ability is okay, but choosing such an old song is a big problem. Who listens to such old songs nowadays?"

Before he could finish speaking, someone in the audience complained, "Why do you care what he does? As long as he sings well, that's all that matters!"

"Of course! What's it to you?!"

Hearing the protests, Guan Hu glared at the audience with displeasure and said provocatively, "Keeping up with the times is a basic quality that singers should have. These old songs that have been eliminated by the times should be buried in the ground."

The shouts and curses from the audience grew even louder.

Han Hong was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Because this is a song my mother sang. It was because of this song that she met JY and ZL back then."

Suddenly, both the stage and the audience fell silent.

The first to react was Guan Hu, who had a script. His eyes widened in surprise, and he exclaimed, "Your mother is Teacher Yong Xi?!"

Seeing Han Hong nod silently, his expression changed, and he said awkwardly, "Well, I still have a lot of respect for Teacher Yongxi, actually... well..."

Seeing his arrogant yet obsequious and incoherent manner, the audience burst into loud laughter.

At this moment, Guan Hu suddenly frowned and said, "That's not right. With Teacher Yongxi's connections and status, how could you not get into the song and dance troupe?"

Han Hong said firmly, "My mother would never do that, and I don't want her to do that either! I want to sing for more people with dignity!"

She turned to the audience and continued, "My father was a crosstalk performer, a student of Liu Baorui. He made his debut in Tianjin when he was young, so I hope to follow in his footsteps..."

At this point, she choked up a little, then bowed deeply and said, "Thank you all for your support!"

Seeing her like this, the audience erupted in unprecedented support, with many middle-aged women unable to hold back their tears, shouting at the top of their lungs:

"Girl, you're great."

"Girl, you're destined for greatness!!"

Seeing this momentum, Zhang Yan on the stage secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The more he learned about Han Hong's experiences, the more he felt that Han Hong was a perfect match for the sob story trope of later generations; she was incredibly convincing whenever she stood on stage.

Add to that her father's connection with Tianjin, and it's a match made in heaven!

Suddenly something flew towards Guan Hu. He quickly stood up to dodge it. The thing hit the back of the chair, but it turned out to be a clod of dirt.

"Who lost this... Oh my god!"

He tried to question the audience, but clods of dirt and stones were thrown at him, and even the other two judges were caught in the crossfire. The three of them could only run away with their heads in their hands.

After confirming that they were not injured, Zhang Yan quickly raised the microphone towards the tent.

Then a staff member ran out of the tent, quickly went onto the stage, and whispered something in Zhang Yan's ear.

Zhang Yan immediately feigned shock and exclaimed, "How could this be?!"

He spoke into the microphone, so everyone present heard him clearly and turned their attention to him, wanting to know what had happened.

"The inner one..."

Zhang Yan said somewhat awkwardly, "Because everyone was so enthusiastic, and Han Hong's performance was so brilliant, the remaining three contestants all withdrew from the competition—uh, the contestants who came on stage before also left, so the five of them made up a whole car." Laughter erupted from the audience.

After the laughter subsided, Zhang Yan said, "Now only Han Hong is left—how about this, let's have her sing one more song, and then the preliminary round of this singing competition will be over, what do you say?"

"it is good!"

Let her sing!

"Sing three songs to make up for the rest!"

"Yes, sing three songs!"

Hearing the cheers from the audience, Zhang Yan turned to Han Hong: "Han Hong, what do you think?"

Han Hong wiped away her tears and said firmly, "I want to sing for everyone!"

She was genuinely moved, because although the lines were made up, her life experiences and the genuine emotions of the audience were real.

"Alright, let's hand the stage over to Han Hong once again!"

This time, Han Hong sang "Tomorrow Will Be Better," a song originally sung by more than 60 singers from Hong Kong, Taiwan, Singapore, Malaysia, and other places.

Han Hong's solo version may not be as good as the original, but it showcases her wide vocal range, infectious timbre, and diverse musical styles to the fullest.

Not only were the audience members captivated, but even Ma Yuan couldn't help but hum along softly.

"Boss, how do you think I look? How was my performance?"

Just then, Zhang Yan's voice suddenly rang in his ears, startling Ma Yuan. He instinctively asked, "Why did you come down?"

Zhang Yan looked at Han Hong, who was singing passionately on stage, and smiled, "My mission is complete. Now it's her stage all to herself."

Upon hearing this, Ma Yuan nodded slightly and exclaimed, "You're a real genius! How did you come up with such an idea and find such a person?!"

He had to admire Zhang Yan's ingenious idea; this singing competition was actually more like a stage play, and Han Hong was undoubtedly the most suitable female lead for this stage play.

Zhang Yan chuckled and said, "I'll take that as your agreement. Then we'll split up and send people to find ethnic minority singers, worker singers, and disabled singers—basically, we'll focus on the principle that you can't judge a book by its cover!"

"I think I can."

Ma Yuan nodded and said, "However, we need to confirm this with the station director again."

"Aren't you going to be the station director soon?"

When Zhang Yan returned to Tianjin, he heard that Director Lin was going to be transferred directly to the Propaganda Department, and that Ma Yuan would be in charge of Tianjin TV from now on.

"Sigh, even if I become the station director, I'll still be Director Lin's soldier."

Ma Yuan spoke modestly, but the corners of his mouth were harder to suppress than AK's. He composed himself and asked again, "Then in which month will we contact TV stations in various places?"

"Let's wait until after the first month of the lunar calendar."

Zhang Yan said, "Ideally, it should be broadcast nationwide before the CCTV Young Singers Competition."

This time, Zhang Yan's idea was not only to apply the formula of TV dramas to the singing competition, but also to learn from the model of TV dramas and actively recommend the broadcasting rights to other units.

"Ah~"

Ma Yuan said with some regret, "It's a pity that our TV station can't cover the whole country like CCTV, otherwise we wouldn't have to rush to benefit others."

"With technology becoming more and more advanced, our local TV station should be able to go satellite TV too, right? How about we suggest it to the higher-ups when 'Tianjin Wei' starts airing in Hong Kong?"

"to make!"

Ma Yuan thought that by then, he should have taken over as station director, which would be perfect for him to make a strong start as a new official.

Then he asked, "What name are you planning to give this show?"

"what do you think?"

"Don't worry about me, just go with your own decision!"

"Let's call it 'I'm Crazy for Singing'."

Zhang Yan looked at Han Hong on the stage again. Her round body seemed to be unleashing unlimited potential at this moment.

That morning, Han Hong sang seven songs in a row before stepping off the stage amidst thunderous applause.

Before she left, many older women rushed to give her eggs, encouraging her to go to the TV station to participate in the finals, so that the whole village would be waiting to see her on TV.

…………

That afternoon.

Zhang Yan's record company was officially established. The name was rather rustic, so it was called "Yuanmeng Records," and Han Hong became the first artist signed by the record company.

(End of this chapter)