Reborn in the Hong Kong entertainment industry in the 1980s

Hu Xiaoxiao was assigned to the third group, number 23. Her group had arrived at the stage when the first group came on stage.

After the camera focused on the second group, it was the third group's turn.

Hu Xiaoxiao held an umbrella in one hand, and slowly raised the other hand as if to catch the raindrops falling from the umbrella, creating a beautiful scene.

For whom does the drizzle fall? For whom does the stream flow?

Filled with a deep sense of desolation.

The fourth group continues—

The drizzle in March was light and persistent.

It kept drizzling down.

The fifth group also came down the steps with umbrellas.

The stream in the valley gurgles and splashes.

It flowed continuously, gurgling and splashing.

The last group—

"The drizzle keeps me company, the stream listens to my stories."

You can know the loneliness that fills my heart.

At this moment, all the contestants had taken to the stage. The 48 contestants, one holding an umbrella in one hand and the other placed on their hearts, sang together—

"Little Stream, who will guide me in this search?"

Searching for the heart that loves me—

The photographer positioned the camera to capture the beauties' silhouettes from various angles, including the front, side, and back.

Especially the face, which gets plenty of close-ups.

"I'm searching for that heart that loves me—"

The beauties looked into the distance, reaching their hands upwards as if their lovers were in the distance. Finally, their hands returned to their hearts.

End.

The high-ranking officials in the audience watched from beginning to end and were very satisfied, applauding in unison.

"In my opinion, tonight's ratings are guaranteed," Charlie said, sounding quite satisfied.

Linda was also present today and told Ah Zhan, "In the special program for Miss Hong Kong, we could include more introductions of the contestants. Also, in the 48-to-36 selection, we could consider how well they look on camera. Contestants who look good on camera are more suitable for the stage later on."

Every year during the Miss Hong Kong pageant, the program department would put on a special program about the contestants, although in previous years it mainly consisted of interviews.

Linda works for the television station, so naturally she wants her station to have better ratings.

People from other departments also offered suggestions. Lu Sheng told A-Zhan to take a look and said, "Strive for perfection, shoot several times, and try to edit out the most perfect video."

On stage, the instructors began directing the contestants to perform again.

They filmed nearly ten takes before wrapping up, by which time the city lights were already on everywhere.

Hu Xiaoxiao was unusually tired; usually, she would be full of energy at this time. It was clear that the training these past two days had been very intense, especially considering she's someone who sets high standards for herself.

She borrowed the TV station's phone to call Chen Tianhua and cancel tonight's dance lesson.

After making the phone call, all the other contestants left, and Hu Xiaoxiao walked out of the TV station alone.

The host, Zhong Boding, had just finished get off work and came over to greet Hu Xiaoxiao, praising her: "Ms. Hu, your performance just now was absolutely wonderful. I think among all the beauties, you sang the best and danced the best."

"Thank you," Hu Xiaoxiao said politely.

"It's so late, isn't your boyfriend coming to pick you up?" Zhong Boding asked, standing next to Hu Xiaoxiao.

Hu Xiaoxiao shook her head and said, "I don't have a boyfriend. Are you going to pick up your girlfriend?"

“Coincidentally, I don’t have a girlfriend either.” Zhong Boding’s gaze toward Hu Xiaoxiao carried a hint of deeper meaning.

Hu Xiaoxiao was tired and hungry, but she didn't realize it.

The next day, after learning vocal music from Uncle Huang, Hu Xiaoxiao, wanting to have morning tea, finished early and went to the teahouse.

Inside the teahouse, several of Uncle Huang's employees had just arrived, each carrying a newspaper or magazine.

After sitting down, Hu Xiaoxiao ordered all the dishes she hadn't tried before. She then told the waiter, "This table's bill is on me."

Uncle Huang and his companions drank tea, and although they sat at the same table, they all split the bill, paying their own way.

Hu Xiaoxiao is in a good mood today, and she wants to treat everyone.

The waiter nodded, collected all the orders, and glanced at Hu Xiaoxiao a few more times. "Miss, is your surname Hu?"

"Do you know me?" Hu Xiaoxiao poured herself a cup of oolong tea and asked.

The waiter's eyes lit up as he asked again, "Miss Hu, you're participating in the Miss Hong Kong pageant?"

"You found out about that too?" Hu Xiaoxiao looked at Uncle Huang and his old friends with a puzzled expression.

One of the older men, Uncle Li, waved to the waiter to bring the food, then pulled out a newspaper and said, "Look, all 48 contestants of the Miss Hong Kong pageant are in the newspaper."

Hu Xiaoxiao took it over; the front page of the newspaper was filled with headshots of 48 beauties.

The makeup and hairstyle in the close-up photo are taken from the look in the song "Little Rain in March" performed last night.

Hu Xiaoxiao then picked up the newspapers and magazines belonging to the elderly couple sitting at the same table and flipped through them. All the entertainment sections reported on last night's concert program.

Grandma Zhou took off her glasses and said to Hu Xiaoxiao, "Xiaoxiao, I watched TV last night and saw you singing."

There were so few shots of her; she was gone in a flash. I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me again. This morning I saw in the newspaper that contestant number 23, Hu Xiaoxiao, was you!

"Grandma, Grandpa, did you see the performance? What did you think of my singing?" Hu Xiaoxiao asked expectantly, waiting for their feedback.

Wong Pak-sin said, "Although I had the TV on last night, I was on the phone and didn't notice. I only found out today that you were competing for Miss Hong Kong. So you learned to sing because you wanted to compete for Miss Hong Kong."

"Uncle Huang, do you think my singing is good enough for the finals?" Hu Xiaoxiao asked.

Uncle Wong said, "Of course there's no problem, not at all. I've watched several Miss Hong Kong pageants, and many of them didn't sing very well. The lyrics you'll be given on the day of the finals won't be too many, so you won't need too much vocal knowledge."

"Although we have fewer lyrics, if we can sing it well, we'll have a slightly better chance of winning the championship."

Many small things, when combined, eventually become a large point, leading to a grasp of success.

Uncle Huang saw Hu Xiaoxiao's ambition, so he looked for the kettle, put the bowls and chopsticks together, and prepared to scald them. "It seems you are very confident about making it to the finals."

"I am very confident in reaching the finals. But I still need to work hard to win the championship."

Hu Xiaoxiao picked up the kettle next to her, moved Huang Bo's bowl and chopsticks over, and scalded the bowl for Huang Bo.

Now, she is very skilled at scalding bowls.

After scalding Uncle Huang's bowl, Hu Xiaoxiao casually scalded the bowls and chopsticks of the other elderly people as well.

Grandma Zhou watched Hu Xiaoxiao scalding the bowl with a smile and said, "Winning the championship won't be an easy thing."

Although you are good-looking, being good-looking doesn't guarantee you'll look good on screen. I saw you on screen, and you're nowhere near as attractive in person, which shows you'll be at a disadvantage when it comes to appearing on camera.

Grandma Zhou took the magazine from her husband, Uncle Xu's, hand and turned to the article about Miss Hong Kong.

This report is about Athena, a favorite in the Miss Hong Kong pageant.

It contains Athena's photos, background, family information, and more.

Athena is the favorite to win, and reports about her never stop.