Zhao Ziluo felt that he had never been so busy.
The selection and recording of more than a dozen songs put him in a busy state instantly. The feet do not touch the ground. Every day, bees shuttle between the four recording studios.
Time passed like this day by day.
Three days later, the planning department of Dingsheng sent the planning proposal for the Changqi group's first album "Above the Moon" - the shooting locations covered four places across the country, and the cover featured Nobu Dolma in a black dress and Lin in white behind him. Building.
Busy days always pass very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, November 15th is here.
Zhao Ziluo is used to such busyness. Just yesterday, all the songs of Changqi Group were recorded. Early this morning, they followed the shooting team to travel across the country for the final MV shooting.
Just today, Zhao Ziluo received a request for a meeting for the first time. When he entered the conference room at three o'clock in the afternoon, he found that everyone had arrived.
In the center is a senior director of Ding Sheng, and right next to him sits an elegant man with gray hair.
His appearance is unremarkable, but his name is astonishing!
The pillar of Ding Sheng is one of the three godfathers of music - Yan Guo Leaves Traces.
"Teacher Kong Fang is here, take a seat." Everyone looked very solemn. The director nodded to Zhao Ziluo: "It has just started broadcasting for a few minutes. Let's watch it first."
Zhao Ziluo looked around while sipping his coffee.
Queen Anling, King Zhang Qingchen, King Zuoqiu.
First-tier singer Mu Yuchenfeng, first-tier singer Wu Lingfeng, first-tier singer Li Yi'an.
Le Shenyan leaves his mark, Platinum Godfather Li Sixen, Platinum Godfather Yang Liuqing, Platinum Godfather Zheng Anrong. Gold record hole square.
All the best are out!
"It must be the same for Yuanfeng. But Xinghui..." Zhao Ziluo narrowed his eyes and put down the cup. He was not sure what Xinghui's attitude was.
At this moment, a signal suddenly came from the TV, and everyone stopped talking in tacit agreement.
The entertainment channel between the two countries specially developed for the Spring Festival has officially launched.
The well-dressed host sat in the center and said with a smile: "Everyone has been waiting for a long time. The current time is 3:10 pm on November 15th, Yanjing time. Approved by the main station, it is based on the musical and cultural exchanges between the two countries. The established temporary Chinese and Korean music channel is officially launched. I am the host Qi Hong."
She didn't waste any time and said directly: "In order to respond to the national policy of a culturally powerful country, this year's Spring Festival, we specially adopted the participation method of multiple rankings from both countries at the same time."
"Since this is the first time, we have controlled the number of participants. Now, our station will reveal to you the list of Chinese people preparing to participate in the New Year show."
"Next, switch to the Korean audio channel at the same time."
The screen changed, and a long table appeared on the screen. There were already more than a dozen people sitting on the long table.
These are the top musical forces of Goryeo - five music gods and ten quasi-music gods!
"Hello, audience from China." At the center was a man with a square face. He raised his hand with a smile and said in standard Mandarin: "I am Kim Hae Jung from Korea."
Everyone looked serious.
In China, Leshen is the top existence.
However, in the rating released by America, Leshen also ranked third, sixth or ninth.
Kim Hae Jung, Asia’s only two Samsung music gods!
"Thank you very much to China for letting us unveil it. This multi-chart competition between the two countries will definitely go down in history. And in the process of each teacher and singer appearing, we will express some opinions from our personal perspective."
"Of course, this only represents our own opinion. There is no superiority in musical genres, but there are differences in composition and soundtrack. If we tell the truth, we ask the Chinese audience not to hide their complaints."
“Only through communication can we make progress.”
brush! The eyes of everyone in the conference room became cold.
"The person who came here is not a good person..." Li Sixen sneered: "Concealing the disease and refusing to treat it? You put yourself in the position of a doctor from the beginning? Treating the Chinese music scene? What a shame!"
There is no superior or inferior type of music, but is there any superior or inferior music?
You Samsung music god is awesome, but it’s your turn to point out the Chinese music scene?
"They don't plan to treat each other as guests, they plan to destroy each other." The big director said coldly: "They feel that their music scene is far superior to the Chinese music scene, and they hope to decide the outcome in a battle...I understand, there is news that Heguo will also participate next year Come in."
"They want to settle down in one battle and dominate the Chinese music scene as an absolute winner, and then shift their focus to next year's competition with the Chinese music scene... After all, there are two Asia-Pacific superstars in the Chinese music scene."
Since he wants to rule as a king, he will never give his opponents a chance to refute!
From the beginning, the other party had no good intentions!
The expressions on the faces of the three kings and queens turned cold. They were probably going to have a big show today.
Woo hoo... A desolate horn sound sounded, followed by a song of fighting and iron horses. At the same time, the TV screen changed.
"It's the theme song composed by Teacher Yanguo Liusheng ten years ago for the TV series "The Bojia Dynasty" - Han Xin."
Zhao Ziluo knew it as soon as he heard it. During this period, he also listened to a lot of songs by Chinese music gods. The song "Han Xin" was a smash hit at that time and became popular in China along with the hit of Baojia Dynasty. .
The arrangement, lyrics, and composition are all good, phenomenal songs.
As expected, a photo of Yan Guo Liusheng appeared on the lower left, along with his information.
"Pen name: The wild goose leaves a voice."
"Nationality: Chinese."
"Level: Leshen. (Not participating in Leshen star evaluation)"
As the scene gradually faded, Jin Haizheng finally spoke: "Teacher Yanguo Liusheng, one of the gods of Chinese music."
But the next sentence made everyone at the scene narrow their eyes.
"Probably the most junior one-star music god."
The thin man next to him had a sign in front of him: Park Yoo Hee.
He nodded in agreement: "I have listened to many of his songs. Teacher Yanguo Liuyin is very good at using Chinese classical instruments to create a grand and atmospheric feeling. Unfortunately... it's too empty."
"China has a profound historical heritage, but foreigners cannot feel this historical heritage."
"It is true that good music has no borders. But what he comes up with is always these things. In my opinion, it is just self-pleasure within the Chinese music scene. It is a spiritual climax without taking into account the opinions of audiences in other countries."
"If he comes up with something like this again this time, he will definitely lose! He won't even make it into the top twenty."
Sharp!
As sharp as a knife!
But it's not over yet!
After a pause, Park Youxi smiled and said: "This kind of... Actually, I don't agree that Teacher Yanguo Liusheng is also the God of Music."
"This is a kind of one-sided strength, but even if this one-sided strength has not reached its peak, then his scope is too narrow. No wonder he has not had any good works in recent years."
Lin Zhiying, who has long shawl hair, smiled and said: "I actually suggest that China adopts a Leshen review system that is in sync with the world. This will encourage the Leshens to go further. Instead of just getting there by chance and waiting to die."
lucky.
Eat and wait to die!
Even Zhu Dong's forehead veins began to beat wildly.
They were wrong.
This is no longer a sign of bad intentions, but an attempt to trample the Chinese music scene into the mud! Never be able to stand up again!
"Open the barrage." Suddenly, a voice sounded.
Everyone looked at Yan Guo Liusheng, but there was no trace of anger on his face. Instead, he smiled and said, "Open the barrage. I want to see what the screen says."
No one saw that his knuckles holding the coffee cup were turning white.
As the God of Music, he has his pride!
