The next day.
Song Ci searched the Internet for a long time, but could not find the source of the song that sounded in his mind last night.
He finally came to a conclusion.
The dream I had when I was 18 may come back.
The door to that brilliant parallel world seemed to be opening towards him again.
He came to Xidu TV Station with three parts of joy, three parts of anxiety and three parts of hesitation.
Li Weicai and his team were already waiting in the conference room.
"Teacher Song, what do you want to drink?" the staff member asked with a smile.
"Just a glass of boiled water will do." Song Ci said.
Li Weicai signaled to open the planning PPT and projected it: "Teacher Song, let's keep the story short. We are going to invite you and the four female guests on the list you gave me to do a travel program."
Li Weicai said blatantly.
Song Ci finally understood the general meaning.
Xidu Channel is planning to use Song Ci and his four ex-girlfriends as the team, plus two artists, a male and a female, to form a singing and traveling program with a total of seven people.
There were a total of six recordings, going to six different famous scenic spots in China, each time lasting three days and three nights.
This program planning is very different from what Li Weicai told Song Ci before.
But all the Song poems were accepted as ordered.
First of all, he really needs Xidu TV, the domestic first-line satellite TV platform, as his biggest exposure channel in recent years.
Secondly, of course it’s the 750,000.
This is something Song Ci cannot refuse.
How many times do you have to sing on the stage of a pig farm to make money back?
Song Ci happily signed a contract with Xidutai.
The first recording of the program was set at the Yellow Crane Tower, a well-known scenic spot in Yizhou.
The first 100,000 yuan was quickly transferred to Song Ci's account.
Song Ci quickly transferred 5,000 to his sister, who is in her junior year of college.
After a while, my sister called: "Oh my god, my brother, did you pick up your wallet?"
Song Ci smiled and said: "I signed a contract and made some money."
My sister smiled and said, "Is there a program for you now? Where is it on?"
Song Ci said seriously: "What local station! It's Xidu TV! This is a first-line satellite TV with stars! You will know when the program is broadcast after a while! Spend the money given to you with confidence and boldness!"
My sister sighed on the other end of the phone.
In the next few days, Song Ci racked his brains to get back into the previous state and hear music playing in his head again.
But I can't get into that state no matter what.
If this is applied to the protagonist of a martial arts novel, it would be impossible to find that mysterious and mysterious realm.
…
Song Ci sang three of his masterpieces in front of Lao Zhao's pig farm.
There were dozens of local people at the scene.
The vast majority of people have never heard these three songs of his.
But many people held up their mobile phones, took pictures of Song Ci singing, and posted them on short videos.
On everyone’s faces, there was no enjoyment of the song’s lyrics and singing, but only the mood of “you can post on social media”.
The Song lyrics were all accepted, and I sang them happily on the stage.
After singing, he bowed seriously to the expressionless audience below the stage.
Then he went home, packed his luggage, and went to a B&B chosen by the program crew.
Due to the change in program format, the name of the program was also changed to "World".
Song Ci carried his suitcase and walked into the three-story B&B.
There are many pairs of slippers at the door, in red, orange, yellow, green, blue and various colors.
Song Ci chose a pair of pink ones and put them on, then walked in with her luggage.
no one.
But you can see cameras hanging everywhere.
As far as the eye could see, there were at least twenty of them.
Song Ci adjusted the radio microphone hanging around his neck: "I was the first to arrive!"
He sighed, then put down his luggage and sat on the sofa.
Currently, there is only one special sponsor for the show, which is China’s famous milk product [Starry Sky].
Song Ci picked up a can of starry sky milk, took a sip, and said to the void around him: "What should I do now? Just wait like this?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound at the door.
A girl appeared with luggage.
She wore a white palace dress, a dark green belt wrapped around her waist, and a gold hairpin in her hair.
She is dressed like a lady from ancient times.
Song Ci hurriedly greeted him.
He didn't recognize this girl: "Hello, I'm Song Ci."
He nodded at the other person.
Wang Yin nodded slightly and said, "Hello, Teacher Song, I am Wang Yin."
"Shall I help you with your luggage?"
"No, I'll do it myself."
Wang Yin didn't have much luggage, just a small red box.
After a while, she and Song Ci sat awkwardly in the living room, separated by a few pillows.
If you do post-production, it is especially suitable to add a crow flying over this picture.
"Um...what do you do?" Song Ci decided to break the awkwardness here.
Wang Yin pursed his lips and whispered: "I am a poetry lover."
"Oh...I sing."
"I know."
It was quiet again.
Song Ci only felt his scalp numb. This atmosphere was a bit uncomfortable.
He thought that the one who came after him, Gao Luo, should be an ex-girlfriend.
"Hey, is there anyone? Come and help me get something!" A loud male voice came from outside the house.
Song Ci immediately greeted him as if he was relieved.
The man was wearing a black T-shirt and had red hair.
And behind him, there are five boxes.
"Ah! Are you Teacher Song Ci? I'm Shen Xi!" Seeing Song Ci, Shen Xi's face was filled with a smile, and she extended her hand to Song Ci from a distance.
"Hello, hello, you have so much luggage!" Song Ci was shocked by the opponent's formation.
I'm just staying here for three days. This kid didn't bring his own home here.
After a while.
The three people sat in the living room.
"Ahem..." Shen Xi coughed twice, then looked at Song Ci and said, "Um...Teacher Song, I really like your music. I hope to have the opportunity to hear you sing live."
At this time, Wang Yin, who had been silent, said silently: "Teacher Song Ci, what musical works do you have?"
"There are so many! For example..." Shen Xi continued, but was immediately blocked. He couldn't remember any musical works of Song Ci.
He could only laugh twice awkwardly.
Song Ci said: "If I have the chance, I must sing it to you."
Song Ci's expression became much more serious.
Now that these two people are here, the only ones left are the ex-girlfriends.
With one stroke, you can stab your ex-girlfriend right through her vagina.
At this time, someone came outside the house again.
