My Age of Investment

  Chapter 430 The Mark of the Times (seeking monthly ticket)

  Wait until 5 or 6 in the afternoon, Xia Jingxing and Wang Wei, Yang Haoyong, Zhang Chenguang and others had dinner early, and then they came to Xiang Provincial Station together.

  As soon as he walked into the studio, Xia Jingxing felt the crowds on the scene.

  Man and woman in their early twenties holding light sticks, plastic slaps, holding poster boards supporting their idols, sitting on chairs and talking with each other.

  Tudou, as a strategic partner of Supergirl, Hunan Provincial TV station was very helpful and sent a staff member to direct Xia Jingxing and other four people to the second row of seats near the stage.

  In Wang Wei's words, this is called a VIP seat because the front row is the judge seat.

  At this time, the Supergirl show was still very simple, and the judges were right next to the stage.

  The stage is not big, you have to be careful not to be disturbed by the noise of the audience when you sing on it.

  Looking at this simple and cramped stage, with the dim orange lights, Xia Jingxing was secretly surprised. After more than ten years, the stage and lighting have all been upgraded, but there is no more popular national-level talent show like the Super Girl in 2005.

  Think about it carefully, there should be more routines seen by the Chinese people, and it is no longer strange that the whole family is sick or the relatives die, and it is no longer possible to swindle the audience to tears casually.

  Wait until 8:30 in the evening, the game officially starts.

  The golden curtain opened, and a group of little girls with croak braids and double ponytails in pink tutu skirts hummed a song "La la la~".

  Seeing this, Xia Jingxing still feels normal, and the next scene is irritating.

  A group of sixty or seventy-year-old aunts wearing yellow cloaks hummed beautifully "La la la~"

   "Huh again, I'm going to be a small connoisseur of newspapers!"

  Xia Jingxing said, but because the surroundings were too noisy, Yang Haoyong and others did not hear clearly, and kept asking.

   "Come out, come out, the red-haired hedgehog standing in the middle is Brother Chun!"

  Yang Haoyong was afraid that Xia Jingxing would not know him, so he yelled and gave Xia Jingxing a finger.

   "Who do you mean the red-haired hedgehog head?"

  A little girl sitting next to Xia Jingxing became unhappy, and stared at Yang Haoyong.

  Yang Haoyong looked at this and cut an explosive head, glanced at the girl with the same hairstyle as Chun, and waved his hand, “I didn’t say you, I said on stage.”

   "It's not okay to say that on stage, respect my idol a little!" said the girl dressed up as the little Taimei fiercely.

  Yang Haoyong didn't want to care about a twenty-year-old girl, so he kept repeating and expressing his apologies.

  Little Taimei gave up and looked at the stage without blinking.

  Xia Jingxing scratched her brows. Did she meet a real fan?

  The stage has also reached a climax at this time.

  Sing as long as you want,

  Sing loudly,

  Even if no one applauds me,

  ……

   There was a scream like a pig from the audience. The decibels of the little sister next to her were too high, so Xia Jingxing couldn't help but dig her ears.

  The opening song is finished.

  Wang Han, who has no beard, and Li Xiang, who has not yet turned into a bucket, acted as the host and the host. They appeared on the stage and began to make an announcement.

  "...Thank you Mengniu Sour Yogurt for supporting our program!"

Yang Haoyong next to him couldn’t help saying: “Dai Lun, Mengniu’s sponsorship of Super Girl really made a lot of money this time. It claimed that the sponsorship fee was 28 million yuan. In fact, it only used 14 million yuan, which helped Mengniu sell several billion yuan. s product……"

  Xia Jingxing nodded, “They are fast-moving brands, which are more suitable for this type of advertisement, and girls like to drink yogurt...”

  Seeing that Xia Jingxing and Yang Haoyong were not watching the show, they were just there forever. Little Taimei couldn’t help saying, “Are you here to watch the game or to discuss business.”

Although the words were full of dissatisfaction and said "you", the little sister mainly yelled at Yang Haoyong, and Yang Haoyong was also staring badly.

  Yang Haoyong touched his nose and glanced at Xia Jingxing who was gloating. He felt very innocent. Why did he get angry at me alone?

   Being so disturbed by the little Taimei, Xia Jingxing and Yang Haoyong also had no intention of chatting, and watched the game intently.

   "Who do you support?"

  Xia Jingxing heard a crisp female voice, and scanned the surroundings for several times, only to find that it was the stubborn little sister who was accosting herself.

   "Are you asking me?"

  Xia Jingxing pointed to herself.

Seeing this handsome boy next to her, whose hairstyle and dress are out of sync with the surroundings, she was looking at herself. The little sister blushed a bit and wanted to hold her hair up, but found out that she had cut her hair short, so she had no choice but to do it. Nodded.

  Xia Jingxing thought of nothing, so she chatted with the little sister next to her.

  Yang Haoyong saw this scene next to him, and finally knew why Xiaotaimei only troubled herself, because the value of the face is justice.

  Xia Jingxing smiled and said, "I definitely support Zhang Jingying!"

   "Ah, aren't you corn?"

  Xia Jingxing shook his head, "What kind of corn and corn? Zhang Liangying and I are fellow villagers."

  Little Taimei smiled, "Are you from Rongcheng? Chunchun, too! Why don't you support her?"

Xia Jingxing saw Xiao Taimei breaking the casserole's posture, and simply said: "Because Zhang Liangying has long hair, and the two girls next to her have cut so short hair. She woke up in the middle of the night. Who knew she was sleeping next to her? Are you a friend or a brother?"

  Little Taimei was stunned for a few seconds when she heard this sentence.

   Then she sneered twice, and didn't want to chat with Xia Jingxing any more. She thought it was an interesting soul, but only had a good-looking skin.

  Little Taimei stopped talking to herself, and Xia Jingxing was also happy.

  At this time, He Jiong, who was sitting in the front row of judges, suddenly turned his head, smiled and asked, "Are you Mr. Xia Jingxing?"

   "Hey, hello, Mr. He Jiong, I grew up watching "The Big Windmill" hosted by you and Sister Scarab."

  Xia Jingxing got up, smiled and shook hands with He Jiong.

  He Jiong's mouth twitched, saying how old he is, he is only in his early thirties.

  Since the stage was still playing, it was inconvenient to talk more. He said hello, and He Jiong turned his body back.

  But the scene where Xia Jingxing and He Jiong shook hands was captured by the photographer.

  "Do you still know Mr. He Jiong?"

  The little sister who had made up her mind not to talk to Xia Jingxing had temporary amnesia, and she took the initiative to talk to Xia Jingxing.

   "No, I just saw it on TV."

  Little Taimei glanced at Xia Jingxing, her eyes a little suspicious.

  At this time, the stage game is almost over.

  Wang Han is announcing the number of votes. Chun Ge won the championship with 3.52 million mobile phone votes, Zhou Bichang had 3.27 million votes, and Xia Jingxing’s "most optimistic" Zhang Liangying only had 1.35 million votes, which is a long way from the two.

  Little Taimei smiled somewhat proudly: “I see, girls with long hair are no longer popular, and those with short hair are the most popular.”

  Xia Jingxing was speechless. Brother Chun is considered to have started a trend. Since then, girls all over the country have started to cut their hair short, which can be regarded as the mark of an era.

   Seeing Xia Jingxing eating flat, the little sister felt funny and asked: "Which university do you come from?"

   "I dropped out of school and went out to work in society at the age of nineteen!"

"what!"

  Little Taimei gave a startled, she felt that the boy beside her did not look like that kind of uneducated person.

  The end of the game, the audience began to disperse one after another.

   "What is your QQ number, we are destined when we meet, add a QQ chant."

Seeing that Xia Jingxing got up and was about to leave, the little sister quickly asked for Xia Jingxing's contact information.

   "3838438!"

Before Xiao Taimei could react, Xia Jingxing got into the crowd.

  When Xiao Taimei reacted, she was no longer visible, and she stomped her feet with anger.

  Walking in the crowd, Wang Wei received a call and hung up after chatting for a few words.

  Then he walked quickly towards Xia Jing, his face solemnly said: "Jingxing, Mr. Ou Terrace and Mr. Wang from Tianyu want to chat with you."

  (End of this chapter)