September 30, night, eight o'clock.
Countless music and variety show lovers are already sitting in front of their computers. Although the live broadcast room of the sub-channel separately listed for Tianzuo Sound Source is still dark, the barrages are already rolling like a tsunami.
"Lin Tianwang! Let's become an Asian superstar through this show! Yuxuan Yuxuan, soar to the sky!"
"I beat Teacher Li Sichen to be the first! With his strength, he should have a ticket to the Zijin Palace!"
"Come on! Sisters! The support team of Xu Tianhou, the dictator of eternity, is here! Suppress you for a million years!"
"Oh? Are you a fellow Taoist from Tianhou Palace? Eat a million-year soul ring from me!"
There are endless barrages of all kinds of sexy and broken legs, and in Hongjiang TV station, in a huge studio, Li Mingxuan and hundreds of staff are ready.
"Director Li, as of 7:30, the number of barrages exceeded one million within half an hour. The number of real-time viewers is estimated to be over 20 million."
"Director Li, according to statistics, the hot search index increased by 17 percentage points within one hour, which has already crushed the second place by a cliff."
Li Mingxuan looked solemn. After a month of promotion and hundreds of millions of promotional expenses, Tianzuo Audio is undoubtedly the number one variety show. But the huge traffic also brings huge pressure.
He took the risk of using the live broadcast method. If something went wrong, Hongjiang TV Station and Dingsheng Entertainment would not let him go.
Although he had been on the battlefield for a long time, his heart was still beating wildly at this moment.
Taking a deep breath, he said in a deep voice: "Has the server processed it?"
A voice immediately answered: "Preparations are complete, there are seven sets of servers in total, there is no chance of any problems!"
Five minutes left... Li Mingxuan glanced at his watch, cold sweat broke out on his forehead unconsciously, and his voice became louder: "The lighting, machinery, stage... are ready!"
"Understood, I've checked it five times!"
No one spoke anymore.
The entire studio could only hear the clicking sound of the second hand.
There were only three minutes left before eight o'clock. Li Mingxuan pressed the timer: "Every unit reports!"
"The lighting team has completed debugging!"
"The stage team has completed debugging!"
"The logistics team is ready!"
"The directing team is ready!"
Everyone's face turned red. They knew very well what impact participating in such a national variety show would have.
Seven fifty-eight.
"The live broadcast begins!"
Following this voice, several storyboards suddenly appeared on each computer - this is the camera with the best angle on the scene. You can cut into whichever scene you want to see from any angle.
"Spread the flowers! It's finally started!" "Hurry! I can't wait!" "This is the first time a variety show dares to use the live broadcast mode. Director Li is awesome!"
For more than ten seconds, there was no picture visible on the entire screen. There are only dense barrage.
Boom boom boom——! Golden fireworks soared into the sky.
"Welcome to watch Hongjiang TV's Tianzuo Audio Program!" the host shouted: "Thanks to Dingsheng Entertainment, Ruisen Dairy, Haitian Group... for their strong support!"
"Oh oh oh——!!" The audience all stood up, waving fluorescent sticks and light signs as hard as they could. Amidst the roar of the crowd, the host bent down in an exaggerated manner, raised his hands and shouted: "Now, we have three judges and teachers invited!"
There are nine gates in total on the stage, and at this moment, the fire is shining in the three central gates. Three figures walked out with smiles.
All three of them were wearing crisp suits, and the one on the left was a middle-aged man with gray hair. Wearing glasses, he looks quite elegant.
In the center is a square-faced man, about fifty years old, who looks quite majestic.
The man on the right has gray hair and a thin build. They just waved their hands lightly, and the screams from the audience rose and fell like a tsunami. At the same time, the barrage was fired like a machine gun.
"It's raining heavily in the bamboo forest! There's no one alive! Damn it! I haven't seen anyone alive in at least two years!"
"Living fossil! This is the absolute living fossil in the music industry!"
"There is no judge with a higher standard than this! Hurry up, bosses! My hair is standing on end!"
The three judges walked to the chairs and sat down. They all seemed very familiar with each other and made some jokes with each other. But the camera doesn't focus on them, but on the nine arches.
"We would like to invite nine participating musician teachers from Tianzuo Sound Source!"
brush--! The fireworks exploded and nine figures appeared at the same time.
The moment everyone appeared, they all looked around - not just them, the audience screamed collectively and stared at every door.
Kong Fang!
The songwriter who has never been seen is finally coming out!
The nine people were all familiar with each other, and their eyes passed over each other, and finally fell on an excessively young boy in the corner.
"Teacher Kong Fang?" The first person to speak out was Queen Xu Zili. She didn't hide her surprise, even covering her mouth slightly, her eyes widened: "No... the program team! Did you find the wrong person? "
From this perspective, everyone understands the effects of the program.
At this second, almost all camera lenses were focused on Zhao Ziluo. He was also a little nervous. Before time travel, he was not qualified to be on such a stage.
"Hello teachers, my name is Kong Fang. I am currently studying in the Composition Department of Qinhai Conservatory of Music. I will be a sophomore soon."
"Isn't it?" Golden record writers Ma Lin and Yu Yan both opened their mouths: "You killed the entire August, and you're only a sophomore?!"
Platinum godfather Yang Liuqing shouted exaggeratedly: "Program team, I want to call the police, there are aliens here! I strongly recommend taking slices for research!"
At the judges' table, even Zhulin Tingyu looked at Zhao Ziluo in astonishment. After a long time, he nodded and said: "A hero comes from a young age. The waves behind push the waves ahead. Old, old..."
Zhao Xinmin's eyes were shining. Li Xiancheng slapped the table and said excitedly: "Okay... okay! There is a successor!"
The scene was quiet for a second.
Immediately afterwards, all the audience waved their light sticks and shouted: "Teacher Kong Fang! You are so handsome!" "Husband! I can do it!!" "Oppa! This is my WeChat account!"
Audiences across the country were dumbfounded.
Half a second later, the barrage exploded!
"This is Kong Fang?! This is Teacher Kong Fang!!"
"Who the hell said that Teacher Kong Fang is in his thirties or forties and has an unshaven beard? Get out of here!!"
"These legs, this waist, this face...wait a moment while I wipe away the tears of emotion from the corner of my mouth."
"What the hell... Teacher Kong Fang is only a sophomore? I don't believe it! I don't believe it! Hahahaha! (Carried away by ambulance)"
"Compared to what I was doing in my sophomore year, I was living like a dog!"
"Dog:??? Please don't use comparison, thank you."
Bang...Qin Hai, one of the music professors sitting in front of the TV, had already dropped the cigarette in his hand to the ground.
"This is... this is..." A professor stood up and stared at the screen: "Zhao Ziluo!!!"
Is he Kong Fang?
Kong Fang who killed August?
I...taught Teacher Kong Fang for one semester, how to write lyrics and music?
