"Ah sneeze~~~Who is talking about me now?"
At this time, Fan Xiaobin, who was watching the Spring Festival Gala live broadcast at Grandpa Yancheng's house, sneezed three times in a row, rubbed his nose and muttered in a low voice with some discomfort.
Next to him, Fan Guohua was looking at the TV screen with admiration. He also thought this chorus song was very good.
So he turned to look at the careless grandson and hummed: "I asked you to follow your brother Mo to Chengdu. I don't think you learned anything. It has been several months and there is still no progress in song creation."
"Grandpa, I'm not Brother Mo, he's just a freak. We have to take our time."
Fan Xiaobin shrank his neck, but spoke confidently.
When Fan Guohua heard this, he was immediately angry, but after thinking about it, his anger subsided. Because now he feels more and more that his student is a freak, and a song written in ten minutes can become a classic. Looking at the songwriters and songwriters in the entertainment industry, he is afraid that he will not be able to find another person.
At Yancheng TV station, Chen Mo had quietly arrived backstage.
Seeing a teacher returning with the students who had just performed on stage, he hurriedly greeted him: "Hello, teacher, I am Chen Mo from Xingluo Entertainment. I would like to ask who wrote the song you sang just now? It’s really good!”
"It turns out to be Mr. Chen. Hello, I am Zou Kanghua. I wrote the song just now."
When he heard the name, Chen Mo already knew that it was written by the teacher in front of him, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.
Judging from this song alone, Zou Kanghua's strength is no less than that of a top silver medal songwriter. Unexpectedly, the other person is just a teacher in an elementary school.
Chen Mo came back to his senses: "Hello, Mr. Zou, I would like to ask if you are interested in joining Xingluo Entertainment?"
Zou Kanghua didn't expect the former to be so direct, but he seemed to have answered it many times before, and replied calmly: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Chen, I'm just a music teacher, and I just want to be a music teacher. I like to watch These children use music to cultivate their emotions and use music to relax themselves.”
"Teacher Zou's level is higher than mine. My teacher also asked me to stay in school, but I refused."
"Mr. Chen is so ridiculous. I just want to live a more relaxed life. The industry is too tiring!"
After chatting with Zou Kanghua for a few words, Chen Mo returned to his seat. Although it was a pity that the invitation was not successful, there was nothing he could do and he couldn't force others to join him!
Shaking his head, he stopped thinking about the company and allowed himself to be completely relaxed.
No matter where the Spring Festival Gala is held, the biggest purpose is to let everyone relax. He has also figured this out, and now he has to spend time with the people around him.
At this time, a skit was being performed on the stage, which was very creative and burdensome.
Chen Mo also laughed from ear to ear, but the little girl Shen Xingluo didn't know what everyone was laughing at, and she couldn't understand it.
As the sketch program came to an end, the laughter and applause from the audience stopped abruptly.
"Why is it still such a routine? Alas!" Chen Mo shook his head and sighed, because the sketch on the stage had risen to thinking about the philosophy of life, which suddenly made everyone lose interest.
If the audience closest to the stage observes carefully, they will find that several actors also have a little helplessness on their faces.
They don't want to make everyone laugh to the end, but such works are often said by some people to have no depth, and it is difficult to pass the selection of the Spring Festival Gala program team.
When the skit ended, the applause was not as enthusiastic as before, but more applauded because of the hard work of the actors on stage.
It was also at this moment that in the backstage data monitoring room, the monitors discovered that the ratings dropped from 0.85 just now to 0.67, and were still declining.
"Alas! It seems that the Spring Festival Gala will no longer have sketch programs in the future. The ratings will drop."
"What do you know? It's not that people don't like sketch programs, but that the sketches nowadays have changed. They don't have the same New Year flavor as before, and they're not as happy as before!"
The two data monitors chatted with each other. Half an hour passed before they knew it, and they didn't even notice that the ratings had increased again.
At this time, on the stage, a female singer wearing a starry sky pattern cheongsam was singing passionately:
"I pray to have a transparent heart"
“And eyes that shed tears.”
"Give me the courage to believe again"
"Beyond the lies to embrace you"
"Whenever I can't find the meaning of existence"
"Whenever I'm lost in the night"
"the brightest star in the night sky"
"Please guide me to you"
"..."
Listening to Shen Qingrou's singing, Chen Mo was very satisfied with his choice. The original song "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky" was written by a male singer, and what he sang expressed more of a kind of sadness.
But Shen Qingrou seems to have injected new soul into this song. Her penetrating and ethereal voice makes people hear hope.
Although the little girl doesn't understand the lyrics very well, it doesn't affect her liking this song at all, because this song was written by her father and sung by her mother.
A group of people sitting in the front row looked at each other and nodded: "Well, this song is good and very powerful. We need songs like this."
"Yes, this kind of song is a good song, much better than those songs that only know nothing but moaning."
"I remember the host said just now that the person who wrote this song was a person named Chen Mo. Is he the Chen Mo who has been causing a lot of trouble recently?"
"Yes, boss, that's Chen Mo. He only officially announced his debut in October this year and founded his own company not long after. This Chen Mo can be said to be an all-rounder, including song creation, variety show planning, novel writing, etc. …”
"Then why did he go to Rongcheng to set up a company? It's great to be in Yancheng!"
Several big bosses kept discussing, and their words were full of satisfaction with Chen Mo and Shen Qingrou. Of course, there may be a certain factor in this because of the Shen family.
However, Shen Qianshan and his wife had tears in their eyes. They missed the opportunity to become the brightest star in their daughter's heart.
They also deeply feel that it is not easy for their daughter. Fortunately, the brightest star in their daughter's heart has appeared again. They hope that the star can accompany their daughter forever.
"Old chief, you have been watching for more than an hour, it's time to take a rest!"
In a courtyard in Yuquan Mountain, the guard and life assistant anxiously persuaded the old man in front of him. The health doctor had warned him that the old chief should not sit in one place for a long time, as it would be very bad for his health.
Shen Zhenggang glared: "Why are you so anxious? My granddaughter is singing, can't I just listen to it?"
"Okay, okay, then why don't you turn down the sound a little bit? It's not good for your ears, and..."
And it will disturb other leaders!
Of course, the guard did not dare to say the last sentence. He knew that the old leader did it on purpose. When Miss Shen came on stage to sing, the old leader deliberately turned the sound to the maximum so that other leaders could hear it.
Then, the door of the small courtyard was banged, and there were also angry curses.
"Old Shen, you old guy, did you take the wrong medicine? You're just watching TV, is it necessary to turn up the sound so loud? You're even connected to a stereo!"
(To be continued!)
