Before the landlord could finish, Marilyn hugged him and kissed him on the cheek,"Mr. Connover, I appreciate you sharing these good news with . I have to get ready for the audition tomorrow. I take it you'll wish luck?
"Of course, good luck," the landlord said.
Marilyn sweetly smiled, hugged her food, and ran upstairs. The middle aged bald landlord raised his eyebrows, gently touched his cheek, and smiled. Then he shouted up the stairs, "You have at most another week, no more."
Marilyn Monroe rushed back to her room and closed the door, exhaling deeply. She was out of money. The bread she bought was the last she could afford, and even with rationing, it would only last three days.
She was two months behind on rent. She didn't want to kiss a bald middle aged man, but she had no choice.
The landlord was actually nice, having been lenient for so long.
She suddenly thought about the audition tomorrow and got excited again. She needed to perform well. If the judges liked her, she could change her current life.
Dinner was two slices of bread with jam and a cup of water.
After dinner, Monroe started to organize her clothes. She wanted to look her best for tomorrow. She found an iron and pressed a dress she had spent a lot on for a party at 20th Century Fox last year but hadn't had a chance to wear since.
The weather in Los Angeles was great that day.
At the "Super Idol" audition site, hundreds of people were gathered, and this was just one group. If everyone ca at once, there would be thousands.
ABC TV hosts interviewed participants with caras recording. These clips would be used in the show.
From that day, the ABC TV "Super Idol" talent show officially launched. The TV station sent out four film crews, and with so much material, viewers would see the audition episodes every day.
In an open space, a boy with thick black hair was strumming a guitar, softly humming a song.
The host went over to interview him.
"You look young," the host asked the boy.
The boy, who had a pretty face, smiled brightly at the cara, "I'm 13, which is old enough to participate."
"Can you tell us your na and where you're from?" the host asked.
"My na is Elvis, from Tennessee," the boy confidently said.
"You like singing?"
"Of course, I've loved it since I was little."
"Have you competed before?"
"I got second place at a talent show at the Alabama State Fair," the boy said confidently.
"Do you have confidence in 'Super Idol'?" the host asked.
"Of course, I'm very confident."
The boy leaned closer to the cara and loudly said, "My na is Elvis Presley. If you like , please call and support . I'll give you the best singing."
After that, he sat down and strumd his guitar, singing loudly.
The "Super Idol" competition had rounds of auditions, preliminaries, advancent rounds, and finals. To increase audience participation, viewers could call in to vote for their favorite idols during the advancent rounds.
The boy's plea for calls showed his confidence in making it to the advancent rounds. The host smiled at the cara, "What a confident young man."
No one knew that this boy would later beco famous all over Arica and even the world, known as "Elvis."
Other cara crews were also interviewing participants.
A male host saw a sweet looking girl and brought his cara crew over, "We're from the 'Super Idol' show. Can we interview you?"
The girl, excited to hear it was the show, said, "Of course, what do you want to ask?"
"What's your na?" the male host asked.
"My na is Patti Page, from Muskogee, Oklahoma," the girl smiled and waved at the cara, showing her lively personality.
"How old are you?"
"I'm 21."
"Have you perford before?"
"I used to be a singer at the Muskogee radio station. On weekends, I occasionally joined jazz concerts and later beca a backup singer for other artists, touring the country with them," the girl said.
"It seems you have a lot of performance experience. Why did you decide to join 'Super Idol'?" the host asked.
The girl smiled cheerfully.
"Can I say the real reason?"
"Of course, the audience wants to hear your true thoughts," the host encouraged.
"I want to be famous, get a contract with a big agency, release records, and beco a real singer," the girl candidly said.
This girl was really straightforward.
"Do you have confidence in making it to the finals?" the host asked.
"I've been singing in the choir since I was five. My greatest passion is singing. My dream is to beco a singer. I will do my best to achieve my dream," the girl said firmly.
"Good luck!"
In later years, this girl nad Patti Page beca one of the most famous female singers of the 50s and 60s. She had 40 songs on the charts and was the best selling female singer of the 50s.
The host saw a woman in her thirties with a slightly chubby figure and a wide face, definitely not a beauty. She was wearing a floral dress, looking very plain.
The host felt like he had found sothing interesting and walked over.
"Hello, ma'am, I'm a host from the show. Can I interview you?" The host extended the microphone.
The woman beca nervous at the sight of the microphone.
"Hello, I can accept the interview," she stuttered.
"May I know your age?"
"I'm 28."
"Are you married?"
The woman lowered her head slightly, "I was married, have a child, and am divorced."
"What's your na?"
"Patsy Cline."
"What do you like to perform?"
"I like country music. I often sing along with the radio. Neighbors and friends say I sing well," the woman said.
"Why did you decide to join 'Super Idol'?"
The woman was silent for a while and then mustered the courage to say, "My dream is to perform on a real stage. I don't have any other thoughts. I just want to perform, even if it's just one song. Then I would have no regrets in this life."
The host was moved by her words, "Good luck."
"Thank you."
Later, this plain looking woman beca a country music queen.
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