Entertainment: Start with the villain in the competition

After Han Hong finished speaking, everyone applauded warmly.
For Han Hong, for Wu Zong, and for this wonderful show.
Wu Zong took the microphone.
“First of all, I would like to thank Teacher Han Hong for being able to cooperate with me on this song.”
“Actually, I was quite apprehensive at first, because after all, this style of music is relatively breakthrough and unconventional-.”
“But I didn’t expect Teacher Han Hong to agree to me after just looking at it. I was very pleasantly surprised.”
“I think, in fact, although Mr. Han Hong is a senior, he can still have an inclusive and learning attitude towards new things at any time. This is something that our young artists can learn from.”
Xiao Ni nodded.
“As you said just now, as an artist, maintaining an enterprising spirit at all times is the key to longevity, and it is also the mentality necessary to become a master.”
“Do you praise me so much because you want me to sing another song?”
Han Hong said jokingly.”Why do I think you two weasels are giving New Year’s greetings to the chicken?”
A speech made the audience laugh out loud.
Unexpectedly, the always serious teacher Han Hong actually has such a humorous side.
Sure enough, after asking Wu Zong to step down and take a break, Xiao Ni did not let Han Hong go, but asked her to sing another song.
Of course, this part was rehearsed yesterday.
Wu Zong came off the stage and returned to his seat, heaving a sigh of relief, his face brightened.
mission completed! Two-point attribute points are in hand!
Of course, as usual, these two attribute points are still temporarily stored.
“Okay, you, you hide it deep enough, does Teacher Han Hong know it?”
As soon as Wu Zong sat down, Yang Mi, who was beside him, turned to his side and whispered.
“Hi,”
Wu Zong smiled.
“Good luck.”
What Wu Zong said was right.
If Han Hong really closed the door for him, he would have no choice but to come back in dismay.
But how could Yang Mi believe Wu Zong’s rhetoric?
“Fuck you, tell the truth, are there other resources that haven’t been revealed?”
“No, it’s really just luck.”
Wu Zong explained.
“Hmph,” Yang Mi glanced at Wu Zong, full of doubts: “Is it the special care that Yuehua gave you, or the resources that Yaya’s studio gave you to contact?”
“Hush—it’s so sour,”
Wu Zong took a slow breath, looked up and down at Yang Mi and said teasingly:
“Did you smell a vinegar smell?”
“I hate you to death!”
Yang Mi rolled her eyes at Wu Zong, then turned around and stopped looking at him.
Wu Zong turned sideways to Yang Mi’s side with a smile on his face, knowing that the joke should not be too big, and said sternly.
“I really contacted me yesterday afternoon. You can ask Jiang Jiang, she knows.”
“Don’t worry, no matter what, as long as you stay in Jiaxing for one day, Jiaxing is my home.”
Wu Zong’s words warmed Yang Mi’s heart.
No more words needed, she can understand.
“That’s what you can say with this mouth.”
Yang Mi whispered coquettishly, but she had a sweet smile on her face.
On the stage, various awards were given out in an orderly manner.
“Okay, the following is the ‘Popular Artist of the Year Award’!”
Xiaoni came on stage again, holding a hand card and said.
“He is the most popular artist this year; he is the artist who created the myth of ratings; although he is a rising star in the year, he has attracted 32 million fans within a month!”
“Then, would you like to ask all the fans at the scene to shout his name out loud!”
“The winner of the ‘Popular Artist of the Year’ award, he is—”
Xiaoni handed out the microphone.
A tidy crowd of cheers from fans came!
“Wu—Zong—”
“Let’s welcome Wu Zong with applause! Come on stage to accept the award!”
wow—
In the warm applause, Wu Zong took the stage again to receive the reward.
“meet again.”
Wu Zong and Xiao Ni shook hands and laughed.
“This time there is really no show.”
Xiao Ni laughed.
“Don’t be nervous, this part is purely for awards.”
“There are many fans at the scene today who are here for you. Do you have anything to say to your fans?”
Wu Zong took the microphone and greeted his fans in the direction of his fans, causing a lot of screams.
“First of all, thank you very much for always supporting me.”
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“From a business point of view, I thank you all. You are my parents. I just took this opportunity to thank you from the bottom of my heart. Thank you, thank you.”
Having said that, Wu Zong put down the microphone and bowed deeply.
Undoubtedly, this move is very pleasing.
The barrage also praised Wu Zong’s remarks.
‘Wow – Brother Zong is so real! ’
‘What a responsible artist, no love, no love! ’
‘Be sensible and understand gratitude, Brother Zong is really good! ’
‘It’s really a role model for artists. Now there are a few little fresh meat that treat fans as their parents. ’
‘I was touched, Zong brother, he is really worth it! ’
‘Just with this mentality, I’ve become a fan’
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“Don’t brag, if Wu Zong can keep this mentality, he will be a master sooner or later.”
“This kind of mentality is really rare among young artists…”
‘…’
Some words warmed the hearts of the fans and made them feel that their efforts were not in vain.
At least, Wu Zong understands and understands their dedication and gratitude.
Compared with the practice of other masters who use fans as cash machines or even tools, Wu Zong’s words simply don’t know how high they are.
“Then second, as a public artist, in the days to come, I will be more disciplined and present more and more exciting works for everyone. I hope you will continue to support me.”
Wu Zong bowed again.
Under the stage, the shouting came again, shouting Wu Zong’s name, cheering for him.
To be honest, Wu Zong was deeply moved.
In his two lives, he had never seen such a scene.
He has never seen so many fans holding up a light sign with his name on it, cheering for him, cheering for him.
This huge sense of satisfaction is what he has always dreamed ofcoveted.
If only grandma was still alive at this time.
Your grandson has really become a star as he said when he was a child.
Look, there are so many people who like your grandson.
Wu Zong smiled, bit his lip lightly, and glanced up.
He believed that the grandma of both worlds must have seen it. Ten thousand.