In front of the stage in Area A.

"Oh! Isn't this Mr. Zuo Hai? I heard that you are a special judge at this Apple Music Festival—"

"Manager Zhang, are you in trouble?"

Zuo Hai stood in the crowd, his extra casual outfit looked inconspicuous. I really don’t know how Manager Zhang from Xinghai Records found Zuo Hai from the vast crowd. It can only be attributed to people with this kind of profession who are born with eyes that can find and look at people.

Manager Zhang is slow, his tone of speaking is very long, and his face is slightly fat and mustache, and his overall temperament is slow. He smiled and said, "It's better to see him at first sight because I'm not as good as seeing him for a long time. I've long known that Teacher Zuo Hai is unique in dealing with people, but I don't know why you didn't come to the judges' seat, but I met me in this corner. It's really fate."

Zuo Hai also felt a little regretful that he didn't return to the judges' seat. The place he was looking for was really a bit off. He had to stretch his neck regardless of his image to see clearly what he looked on the stage. He had seen the program list in his hand and knew that the next program No. 14 was the one he had been looking forward to the stars and the moon.

His whole mind is on the mysterious creator of "Li Bai" in the video. He has no time to deal with the old fried dough sticks in such a circle. He didn't even turn his head and casually said: "The stool on the judges is too cold, and the cold fart groove is too cold."

Manager Zhang's expression froze and his smile was a little frozen. He didn't know how to take Zuo Hai's words for a while. To be honest, he had been in the circle for more than ten years and had never seen anyone, but he had never met Zuo Hai. He was obviously an old senior in the circle, but he was not in a good state at all and was full of muddles.

This old man in his forties is so vulgar!

He cursed in his heart, and his face returned to a smile, saying, "Teacher Zuo Hai, don't joke. I know your plan is to see the performance of the newcomers. You can't see it even if you stay in one district. I think that although the Apple Music Festival in Yunhai City is average, there are many newcomers worth signing every year."

Manager Zhang racked his thoughts to guide the topic in this regard. He understood Zuo Hai and believed in looking at people. He took this opportunity to find some news that he was interested in. After all, he was not here to join in the fun, and his main purpose was to discover potential newcomers.

But no matter what he said, Zuo Hai would not be on the way.

"Have you found any good seedlings?" Manager Zhang smiled.

After being interrupted by Manager Zhang's chatter and the noisy sound of the crowd around him, even Zuo Hai, the host's newspaper, did not hear a rough idea, "Next, please invite... the band from Yunhai City to bring us... the No. 14 program!"

Why is this person so annoyed? Zuo Hai glanced at Manager Zhang and had a plan.

"Hey, Manager Zhang, aren't that who there?" Zuo Hai suddenly pointed at a place in the crowd in surprise.

Manager Zhang looked in the direction he pointed, and there was a dark head in between. There were no acquaintances. When he turned his head around again, he was amused and crying to find Zuo Hai slipped away while he was not paying attention.

"What's this person?" Manager Zhang muttered, then took out his cell phone and called: "You can pay attention to the No. 14 program in Area A. I feel like Zuo Hai is attracted to it."

...

"Next, please invite the No. 13 train band in Yunhai City to bring us the wonderful No. 14 program!" The host was too lazy to say more lines. No. 13 train? I have never heard of it. It is probably a small regional band. Even if it is performed in Area A, it is just a transitional program between well-known bands, and there is no need to pay attention to it.

The instruments had been arranged in advance by the staff, and then a group of musicians walked up from the backstage. They bowed politely and then prepared to start playing.

"It turned out to be Gao Liang!"

He Yong was about 1.9 meters tall and had a wide vision. He saw Gao Liang standing in the forefront at the first sight. He was particularly jealous of his enemies when they met, not to mention... his performance opportunity was actually taken away by this guy.

Liu Yuchen said angrily: "How could it be him?"

"I just knew that this kid was making trouble!" He Yong said gritting his teeth.

Everyone in the Cool Fire Band was extremely surprised. They never expected that this situation would be the case, either surprised or angry, especially Zhao Haoran's face was the worst.

"I really didn't expect that he would hate me to this extent... I was careless, so I should have been on guard against him."

Shi Jia had an indifferent attitude, but he felt that it was a bit of a pity that he could not perform. However, after watching so many shows, he didn't feel much regretful.

As for the bet? He lost and lost. He never made any bets. Even if Gao Liang mentioned it, he had to take into account his girlfriend Sun Yue's emotions. No woman was willing to become a bargaining goods.

Shi Jia comforted everyone and said, "Just treat it as if we are watching the show, we have no loss. At worst, we can go to the outdoor performance outside at night, and there are not many people."

"But, but..." Li Yiwei looked at Shi Jia, feeling puzzled, "The songs you have prepared for us carefully..."

Shi Jia smiled and said, "Song is dead, people live. Can't they sing it now? Can't they sing it in the future?"

Li Yiwei wanted to defend herself, but in the end she didn't know what to say. She was biting her lip and hugging the brown electric bass in her arms.

At the same time, the loud music sounded, and the members of the No. 13 train began to perform hard.

They played a classic rock song "The Monk" from the 1990s. This song does not require high singing skills and performance, but more importantly, emotional investment.

Shi Jia listened for a while and was professional. The lead singer, Gao Liang, had a hard-pressed hoarse voice in the eyes of an expert, and he might feel very involved.

Zuo Hai frowned. The frontman's side face looked a bit like the guitarist in the video. His voice was too artificial and he couldn't hear his original appearance. He was interrupted by Manager Zhang before and did not hear the host's report. Naturally, he didn't know that the band in front of him was called Train No. 13, not the cool fire he had been looking for.

“It’s disappointing!”

Zuo Hai was not in a very high mood. He had great expectations for this group of newcomers. However, the live performance was so mediocre, and he couldn't find any highlights that he praised. Although Gao Liang was a lead singer, there was no problem with going to Boss Liu's Tianma Records to get a newcomer contract, the bull that he had braged out earlier could not be taken back.
Chapter completed!