number one idol

Chapter 36 Recording Begins

There is a long red carpet in front of the main entrance of the stadium, which will be prepared for the mentors when they come out.

He Xiao stood in front of the door and experienced the feeling of walking on the red carpet. It was not bad, it was like that.

After registering his identity information with the staff, He Xiao was led into the stadium.

The whole stadium has been remodeled, the lighting is very gorgeous, and the stage is colorful. Only when you get close can you feel its spaciousness, which is more impactful than watching it on TV.

This is a variety show with an investment of over [-] million yuan, and every detail is done to perfection.

Although half of the funds of over [-] million yuan were put into the pockets of the five instructors, "Voice of Dreams" is still one of the best large-scale variety shows in China.

When He Xiao arrived, what he saw were more busy figures.

"No. [-] machine check again!"

"Check completed."

"There is a problem with the power supply of the stereo. Has the electrician come yet?"

"It's coming soon!"

"Who the fuck took the mic stand?!"

"Xiao Wu, didn't you ask you to take the bracket for repair?"

"Ah? I don't know!"

"..."

It's too messy, there are all kinds of sounds.

He Xiao went through the crowd and finally found Director Wang Shi by the side of the stage.

His chubby body is very eye-catching in the crowd. At this time, with one hand on his hips, he is holding a manuscript in the other and spit foam on others.

"I can't do such a small thing well, how the hell am I supporting you bastards! Can you move more quickly? And the driver? Is your walkie-talkie broken? Damn talk! Take the instructor around more Go around a few times and record more scenes in the car, do you hear me!"

The car that the instructor rides in is a domestic brand that has risen in the past ten years. This time, a lot of money has been invested to sponsor "The Voice of Dreams", so the advertisement has to be printed for others, and the scenes of the stars riding in the car must be carefully prepared.

Because the time to enter the venue is limited, it all depends on the post-editing, so the recording time will be longer, otherwise the instructor will arrive at the recording venue within 10 minutes of getting on the bus, and there is no bright spot within 10 minutes, so it’s nothing Clipable too.

The driver took the instructor around a few more times, so that the instructors have enough time to freely develop the dialogue, which will produce a lot of jokes, and it will be much easier to edit at this time.

He Xiao stood next to Wang Shi and watched him arrange work intensively, but he didn't dare to speak. He didn't notice He Xiao until five or six minutes later, when Wang Shi finished ordering the work in his hand.

"When did Xiao He come here? Why are you standing here stupidly? Hurry up and put on makeup backstage. We still have three hours before the recording starts. After you put on your makeup, go straight to the band teacher and tell the song you want to sing. How many rehearsals are there?" Second-rate."

Facing amateur guests, Wang Shi was not so irritable. He told He Xiao about the shooting process, and asked him to rehearse with the band as soon as possible.

Because Wang Shi is just a director, he doesn't know anything about music, so he doesn't care about what songs to sing, how to rehearse or adapt them. The only requirement is that they sound good.

As long as it sounds good and attracts attention enough, he lets the contestants do whatever they want to sing.

It was also the first time for He Xiao to participate in the recording of a variety show. He didn't know these tricks, so he went directly to the director, but he waited stupidly for five or six minutes before he realized that he was delaying the matter.

He quickly thanked Wang Shi, and He Xiao went straight to the dressing room backstage.

I glanced at the house number, the dressing room, and I entered right.

The house is quite busy, everyone is working, one of the female stylists is doing makeup on a slightly fat girl, when she heard someone open the door and come in, she looked up.

"Is it today's amateur guest? You can sit there and wait for a while, or go to the band rehearsal first. I'm a little busy here, and I'll draw it for you later." The female stylist should have seen today's amateur performers in advance I got the information, and I recognized He Xiao.

"It's okay, you are busy with your work." He Xiao waved his hand casually.

There were quite a lot of people in the dressing room, except for the female stylist who said a word to him, the others got busy after taking a look at He Xiao.

During the period, He Xiao also saw Hua Shao, the host of Jiangsu and Zhejiang Satellite TV, come in. The makeup artist immediately put down the work in hand and gave him a priority to make a look.

Hua Shao is very easy-going. In real life, he speaks very slowly, not as fast as on TV.

He Xiao wanted to say hello to him, but after watching for a long time, he couldn't get a word in. After thinking about it, he decided to forget it. He is a boring type of person, and he doesn't like to take the initiative to socialize.

He wandered around in the dressing room for a long time, but no one gave him makeup, he was too busy, other amateur contestants, hosts, and those from the music support group were all waiting in line.

He Xiao didn't see Ding Liang and Ye Hongyan, the veteran singers who had met, probably chatting in which lounge.

After thinking about it, He Xiao didn't wait any longer. The song he was going to sing today was quite difficult, so he had to hurry up and go to the rehearsal with the band teacher first, so he found a free dressing table and started styling himself.

He has learned the knowledge of styling and matching in the black phone. He is not a master, but he is much better than ordinary stylists, and he is familiar with various skills.

Grasping the tools on the table, He Xiao started modeling for himself.

In just over ten minutes, he had completely put on his make-up. The man's make-up was exquisite and elegant, and he couldn't tell anything when he looked at him suddenly, but he just thought this man was very handsome.

"As expected of one of the four great magic arts in Asia." He Xiao was very satisfied with himself.

Just as she raised her buttocks and was about to leave, the female make-up artist next to her happened to look over, and He Xiao froze for a moment when she saw it.

"Mr. He? You are..."

He Xiao scratched his head, "Didn't I see that you guys are very busy, so I thought about not adding to the chaos, and saw that there was a guy on the table, so I put on my own makeup."

The female makeup artist stared at He Xiao's look twice, feeling a little dizzy.

After waiting for a long time, you put on makeup for yourself?

And it turned out so well?
Look at that eyebrow trimmer, he is more professional than your mother and me!
Are you here to sing? ?

Ah professional makeup artist!

The female stylist was quite speechless, her make-up skills were not good enough, she felt that she had met an expert, and the real master was right in front of her, she couldn't recognize it.

At that time, I had a big blush, and I could only smile awkwardly and politely: "You're so good!"

"Success, then I won't make any trouble, you can be busy."

He Xiao sauntered and pushed the door to go out without any hesitation, he was panicked in this room.

(End of this chapter)