Traveling through the 80s, I picked up an actor

"Hello, teachers. I am contestant No. 187, Chen Yuemo."

Chen Yuemo...

Chen Yuemo!

Upon hearing the name, the assistant director, who had been hanging his head, immediately raised his head.

Chen Yuemo!

Is that Chen Yuemo?

He looked up expectantly, and what he saw was a tall, thin, fair and handsome young man wearing a white T-shirt, a plaid jacket, whitish jeans, and white sneakers that were also washed whitish but clean.

Hey!

It’s really Chen Yuemo!

It seems that I won’t be scolded anymore!

This year’s show is a sure thing!

"Hello, teachers. I am contestant No. 187, Chen Yuemo. Next, I will sing a song I composed myself, "The Man on the Stars, the Moon on the Earth."

what?

It’s actually original?

Using original works for the audition competition? It seems that they want to establish a talented person image.

The director was not very optimistic because God is fair and talented people may not be able to sing well.

Well, what we lack most now is talent and highlights. I am afraid that there is nothing redeeming about me. If I really have talent, my poor singing ability can be compensated.

"Well, you can start your performance now."

"Yes."

“People on the stars, the moon on the earth.

You are bright and clear in my heart.

If we are destined to meet in this life, this one sight will be a thousand years of love..."

……

The song is over.

Chen Yuemo bowed politely, secretly congratulating himself on not having made any mistakes in his performance today.

"Thank you, teachers. My performance is over."

From the moment Chen Yuemo finished singing, the audience was silent for a full three seconds.

Just when Chen Yuemo was reflecting on whether he had performed poorly, applause broke out from the audience.

In the song just now, Chen Yuemo's voice was like an ice lake under the moon, penetrating yet transparent and bright. He seemed to be singing and reciting poetry. In his lingering voice, a long and lingering story gradually unfolded, pulling at the audience's hearts again and again.

"Great! Great singing! Great song, too!"

"Did you write this yourself?"

"Yes."

"Okay, that's great! You can sing this song in the preliminary round!"

Chen Yuemo was a little nervous and asked in disbelief: "What does the teacher mean?"

"Congratulations, Chen Yuemo, you passed the audition."

The director decided to take back what he had just said: God... is unfair!

Chen Yuemo bowed repeatedly in excitement: "Ah! Thank you, teachers! Thank you!"

"Go ahead, go ahead." The chief director seemed even more excited than him, "Go for it in the next game!"

"Okay, I will. Thank you, teachers."

Chen Yuemo bowed and thanked him as he left the interview room. After the door was closed and Chen Yuemo walked far enough away, the chief director burst into laughter. The assistant director sitting next to him felt as if he had gone deaf.

"Great! Great!"

"He will definitely be in the top three in this year's competition!"

Everyone:...

Director, in this year's competition, every vote needs to be cast by the entire audience. It's too early for you to say that.

However, think about Chen Yuemo's bright and clear voice, his tall and straight figure, and his three-dimensional and handsome facial features.

Everyone seemed to think that there was nothing wrong in betting that he would be the champion this year.

It seems that the image of a future big singer has begun to take shape.

……

Wang Jing saw the news that Chen Yuemo was participating in the competition on TV. It was Jiang Li who called her to ask her about it, and she turned on the TV and saw it.

The preliminary round of "New Talent Singing Contest" will officially begin next week. This week is the warm-up period, and some audition clips will be broadcast on TV.

At the audition, Chen Yuemo's stage presence was very steady. He sang "The Man on the Stars, the Moon on the Earth". In order to leave enough suspense, only a short clip was broadcast on TV, but it was enough for people to feel Chen Yuemo's unique voice and charm.

Wang Jingke watched the replay intently, first he was infatuated with it, and then, he became a little angry.

This person participated in the competition without telling her. How unfair.

If I told her, wouldn't she be able to go to the scene and cheer for her?

But he didn't tell her, could it be?

In fact, in Chen Yuemo's heart, she is not a particularly important person? So, why should I tell her that she is participating in the competition?

When he thought of this, Wang Jingke felt a little disappointed.

Obviously Chen Yuemo didn't do anything, but she still felt that her young heart was deeply hurt.

She thought to herself that she never wanted to be friends with Chen Yuemo again. After all, in his heart, she was not worth mentioning!

Wang Jingke was sulking all night, tossing and turning in bed with his eyes closed, but he couldn't fall asleep.

The next day, he came downstairs with dark circles under his eyes and a resentful look on his face, which scared Wang Jingruo who was having breakfast.

What happened to this guy? It wasn't him who provoked her this time!

He can't be asked to pay for the beauty treatment!

Wang Jingke sat at the dining table, saying nothing, and spreading butter on the bread with a resentful look on his face, but he was absent-minded and spread layer after layer of butter. By the time Wang Jingke reacted, the butter was as thick as egg sauce.

She didn't want to get fat with so much butter, so she handed it to Wang Jingruo who was sitting opposite her and simply said, "Eat."

Wang Jingruo didn't want to get fat and wanted to refuse, but when he saw Wang Jingke's resentful face, he swallowed the word "no".

Forget it.

The world is big, but women’s anger is the biggest.

Looking at her like that, he knew that she was holding a grudge. He didn't want to be a scapegoat and be bombarded.

Le Chang'er was enough for him to bear. He finally went home to have some peace and quiet, but was blasted again. His little heart couldn't bear it.

So Wang Jingruo took a deep breath, forced himself to give a "grateful" smile, said "thank you", stuffed the bread into his mouth in a few bites, then quickly wiped his mouth and went upstairs again, running away so quickly.

It’s okay to eat one piece of this kind of bread, but eating two pieces will cause high blood lipids!

High blood lipids can lead to stroke, and stroke can lead to paralysis!

"Aunt Gui, bring me a pot of tea later! I want strong tea!"

Wang Jingruo ran so fast, but Wang Jingke didn't notice it at all. She just continued to spread the butter with a blank face, layer after layer, piece after piece.

It was not until the phone rang several times and Aunt Gui answered the phone and called her that she reacted. Unconsciously, she had already spread thick butter on three slices of bread.

"Miss, it's your call. It's from Mr. Chen."

Mr. Chen?

Wang Jingke was stunned at first, and then he was delighted.

Mr. Chen?

Could it be Chen Yuemo?

Wang Jingke perked up, threw away the butter knife in his hand, picked up the napkin on the table to wipe his hands, and walked over quickly.