"This is a sign that the other party's understanding of music is better than mine... No, no! I have to be firm in my Taoism! That's a Chinese!"
“The Chinese didn’t even know what a toilet was sixty years ago!”
"I, Lin Zhiying, was a genius since childhood and won the title of God of Music at the age of thirty-five! I was promoted to the second-star God of Music at the age of forty-two! How could I lose to him?!?"
She couldn't believe it, every song could be so powerful!
So she clicked on "Mountains and Rivers".
"With a stroke of a brush, I paint my mountains and rivers."
There is a sentimental wind, and the tide comes thousands of miles away.
"Jianfeng Qianyu painted this majestic painting."
Kunpeng hits the water three thousand miles.
"The surging river flows like a dragon and a snake!"
Stars hang down over the vast plains, and the moon surges across the river!
"I will never stop painting my country of China——!!"
Suddenly there was thunder in the sky, the sun and silver swords were deployed, two hundred thousand people fought for a moment, and a group of dragons leapt and raged! !
She seemed to...hear the tide.
From the rolling snowdrifts at the beginning to the rushing waves behind, the last high note simply made her soul fly away!
The unique singing voice and the continuous high-pitched notes... Her hands trembled, and the phone fell to the ground with a thud.
There was dead silence.
She took the opportunity to look at everyone's faces, and everyone's expressions were extremely ugly.
Even if they no longer want to acknowledge their former homeland, at this moment, the more advanced music has completely destroyed their defenses.
The ancestor returns to his throne!
Lin Zhiying silently picked up the phone. The moment she bent down, her eyes turned slightly red.
She knew very well how small the market in Korea was.
For the market of more than one billion people next door, the entire Korean entertainment industry is red-eyed.
They have done so much, just to get in one day?
But now... everything is in vain.
Her heart was aching, there was no hope anymore... This failure was enough to make Goryeo's ten years of hard work in vain: the whole of Asia knew that Goryeo's entertainment industry was powerful, but in the end, one man in China was in control and no one could stop it! !
How can markets and music fans in other countries be convinced by this?
"It's over." She didn't say anything, picked up her phone and walked out quietly.
No one stopped her.
In the living room, under the light and shadow, the faces of the four Korean music gods were constantly changing amidst the Changqi group's dazzling singing.
Lin Zhiying left Jin Haizheng's villa, and her assistant immediately took her coat and got into her Maserati.
They didn't speak the whole way and kept driving for five minutes. Lin Zhiying suddenly said: "Find me a Chinese teacher."
"yes??"
Lin Zhiying closed her eyes: "Also, tell the company that I will travel to China for a period of time next year."
The lights on both sides flashed continuously, and the assistant finally asked in a low voice: "Is it... a problem with the ranking this time?"
Lin Zhiying nodded slightly.
The assistant lowered his voice: "How about... we do something?"
Goryeo has a perverted self-esteem, and its own products must be the best!
For example, unplugging the network cable for e-sports.
For example, short track speed skating that pulls people.
Such as various cultures.
Korea must be first!
As long as Lin Jiying opens his mouth, the Korean Music Association will definitely find a way.
"Stupid." Lin Zhiying finally opened her eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief: "The Asian Music Association is watching! Headquartered in China, they have long been very dissatisfied with us taking away the top spot in Asia's entertainment! This Are you giving them a handle?"
After saying that, she did not speak again, but looked out the window in confusion at the passing night scene.
After a long time, he said faintly: "I lost..."
"But...how could you lose?"
…………
Zhao Ziluo fell asleep early at eleven o'clock on December 15th.
too tired.
Nineteen songs were recorded in one month. Even if the finished product was already in mind, it was still very difficult to adjust.
On average, there is one song a day and a half, and there are a few songs that he doesn’t feel are at their best. But time no longer allows it.
Fortunately, when it comes to singing skills, the Chinese music scene is really not bad at all.
Even if it doesn't reach the best level, as a pop song, it's pretty good enough that the listener won't feel the flaws.
The next day, just after seven o'clock, he was woken up by the ringing of the phone.
It's an unknown number.
Damn it for disturbing your dreams!
He pressed down the phone without hesitation and continued to sleep.
I don't know how long it took, but the rapid knocking on the door finally woke him up. When he rubbed the head of the chicken coop and opened the door, outside the door, there were Cao Geyang, Queen Anling, King Zhang Qingchen, and King Zuoqiu. First-tier singer Mu Yuchenfeng, first-tier singer Wu Lingfeng, first-tier singer Li Yian...
There were more than a dozen figures in Wuyangyang. Almost all the singers participating in the two countries' charts this time were present. The leader was Minister Zhan, who had a flattering smile on his face and an attitude more respectful than a eunuch.
"Teacher Kong Fang, are you still asleep?" It could be seen that the fat man's hands were shaking with excitement and his voice was a little wandering, but his attitude when he spoke was as humble as dust.
"Is there something wrong so early in the morning?" Zhao Ziluo pressed his temples and complained while inviting everyone in.
"I don't dare to disturb you." Zhan's face turned into a smile: "It's just that there is something very important. Please move aside, Teacher Kong Fang."
Zhao Ziluo finally regained consciousness.
He frowned and looked at Minister Zhan: "Old Zhan, what's wrong with you? Why are you acting like this today? I look uneasy."
"Teacher Kong Fang, please take a walk." Heavenly King Zuoqiu walked up with a smile on his face and walked in familiarly: "I'll get you some clothes, just wear whatever you want."
Zhao Ziluo sighed: "No, no, no! I'll do it myself. How dare I ask Zuo Tianwang to help... Go to the company and clean up."
"No! No need!"
"Yes, Teacher Kong Fang, you can do whatever you want. It doesn't matter if you wear pajamas!"
"No need to wash up, just a few words, you can go back to sleep when you come back later. Oh, by the way, there is a bedroom behind Director Zhu's office!"
Zhao Ziluo, whose CPU was still in a stalled state, was helped into the elevator.
There is a queen on the left and a king on the right. Cao Geyang wanted to come up and help, but he couldn't even get in, and he was so anxious that he was spinning around outside.
After squinting in the car for a while, he was helped into the company elevator again - the security guard's eyes almost popped out, coming to the company in pajamas? Who is this big deal?
The elevator goes all the way up and opens when it reaches the sixth floor.
Just after opening it, the bang bang bang bang gun barrels exploded. It was obvious that he had not slept all night and his eyes were red. Zhu Dong rushed over energetically at this moment and held Zhao Ziluo's hand: "Teacher Kong Fang! Thank you for your hard work." Got it!!”
"No, no, no, no." Zhao Ziluo shook his hand twice and quickly let go: "Director Zhu, just tell me if you have anything to do. I'm still waiting to go to bed. I'm so sleepy."
Zhu Dong, who was wearing a suit and leather shoes, and Zhao Ziluo, who was wearing pajamas, looked so incompatible with each other, but the people around them were smiling, and there was no trace of dissatisfaction at all.
"Why are you still sleeping! Teacher Kong Fang!"
Zhu Dong pulled Zhao Ziluo and walked towards the data room: "It exploded... it exploded!"
“Your song exploded!!”
"The three rankings round out the top three! The data is very different from the fourth place! There is almost no possibility of surpassing!"
"Teacher Kong Fang...I...I..."
In his excitement, he could not finish a sentence.
It's unbelievable.
When he saw this data last night, he almost couldn't believe his eyes!
He spent the whole night worrying about gains and losses, and even now, when the dust has settled, he still feels like science fiction.
The wolf is coming.
The entire Chinese music scene is uneasy.
But...in just one night, the outcome has been decided?
One man is in charge, and ten thousand men are not allowed to open it!
All the wolves were stopped outside a fence called "Kong Fang"!
At this moment, it is not an exaggeration to call him the patron saint of Chinese music!
