No. 451: The youngest artist in history!

Style: Romance Author: Stranger in NightWords: 3422Update Time: 24/01/18 08:49:57
"Come on! Teacher Kong Fang! "Victory" is invincible!!"

"Ahhhh——!! The youngest artist in the world! I must listen to your concert!!"

"Keep going up! Heading towards 1.1 billion!! Teacher, you are the best!!"

Thick barrages have filled the artist’s temporary official website.

The ten numbers are beating crazily, just like the hearts of music fans around the world now want to jump out of their chests!

Stutter, tick, tick... The second hand sounded crisply, five seconds, four seconds, three seconds... one second!

zero! !

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Relevant cadres from China, the Cultural and Entertainment Association, and the Ministry of Culture and Entertainment all couldn't help but stand up.

"One billion..." Yao Andong finally couldn't help but said: "One billion fifty-three hundred and sixty-four... One billion fifty-three million sixty-four million!!!"

No matter how calm she was, her voice was a little broken.

She was forcing herself not to scream!

"It's passed..." A cadre from the Culture and Entertainment Department breathed a long sigh of relief, then immediately opened his eyes, waved his hands and shouted: "It's passed... it's been passed!!!"

"Far more than half of 700 million!!! Half-time kill! The third half-time kill!!!"

"An artist finally appears in our country!!"

"Fuck!!" "Great job!!" "This teacher Kong Fang... is really invincible!!!"

Today, the relevant staff of the Ministry of Culture and Entertainment are working overtime.

Too long to wait.

Decades of anticipation!

If China wants to regain its cultural voice, it must have top talents in every field!

Artists, great directors, these are the crown jewels of the industry! Even if we want to revitalize culture, without these people, we will be weak!

But now there is.

Only those who have been working on this frontline for many years know how difficult it is for China to regain control of its cultural voice. China has just become the largest economic and military power. It has not yet connected with the outside world. The outside forums are all dominated by white people. !

It is better for the Asia-Pacific to be in the radiation circle of China, and Korea and Korea have clearly changed the direction of the trend. But beyond the Asia-Pacific, there is still a vast ocean!

"Now...we finally have this chance!"

At this moment, a line of golden text suddenly appeared on the artist gallery.

"Pen name: Kong Fang."

"Real name: Zhao Ziluo."

"Nationality: Chinese."

"Age: 22."

"Title: Samsung Music God."

Next is the bust of Zhao Ziluo.

This information has just appeared, and all Chinese music fans are holding their breath.

The moment of becoming a god has arrived!

The long journey to reach God has finally reached the top!

The next second, countless golden light spots converged on the bust. Under the blazing eyes of countless people, the bust rushed into the clouds and leaped to the top! Higher and higher, brighter and brighter!

Just before arriving at the temple, golden light suddenly exploded!

Swish, brush, brush... The branches formed by the two musical notes have climbed up on both sides of the bust of Zhao Ziluo.

"Pen name: Kong Fang."

"Real name: Zhao Ziluo."

"Nationality: Chinese."

"Age: 22."

"Title: Artist!"

"Certification location: American Artists Union, Chinese Music Association.)

"Honour: The youngest artist in history!"

"The artist with the highest number of votes in the history of entering the artist gallery!"

"The only artist in history to complete three consecutive half-court kills!"

"Evaluation: He has a perfect understanding of music. Although he is young, his talent cannot be concealed at all."

"If music has reached a bottleneck and there is a vast fog ahead, he can become the star that breaks through the fog! His musical concept has already

Jing Ling

Beat 99% of creators! Even among artists, there are few who can compare with him! "

"He became famous in the Asia-Pacific region, and the god was created in the Western Continent. He and his Changqi band are already famous in the Western Continent. No one will not remember their music!"

"From "Despacito" to "Just Give A Reason", then to "Stayithe"... until today's "VICTORY" is a stunning song, he has completely proven himself!"

"Congratulations, from now on, there will be one more artist among the twenty around the world! Looking forward to your concert!"

Koryo, a luxurious villa.

Li Chengzhe lit a cigarette and looked at the lines of text with a rigid expression. There are already mixed feelings in my heart.

Three years ago, I could still talk to the other party arrogantly.

Three years later, the other party did something that even he couldn't do!

The youngest artist in history.

Three consecutive half-time kills!

The most voted music!

That song "VICTORY"... really shocked him.

Originally, there were only a few Asian-Pacific artists. With a new and powerful Asian-Pacific artist, they should have been very close.

But now, he can hide as far away as he can.

"Huh..." He exhaled a long puff of smoke and picked up the phone.

"Hello, Vice Chairman Yao, hello."

"...Well, yes, regarding the last time you invited me to be the judge of this Asia-Pacific Music Festival, I really can't get away...Okay, thank you for your understanding."

In Xilu, Jason looked at the screen blankly.

it's over.

The contest between him and Kong Fang is over.

From now on, the two of them will no longer be on the same page.

He no longer had the chance to challenge Kong Fang.

"How could this happen..." He closed his eyes slumpedly, smiled bitterly, and leaned back on the chair.

After finally finding an opportunity to sit on the chairman's position, Kong Fang happened to come to Xilu, and he wanted to compete with him again.

Obviously I have a lot of advantages.

Obviously he has money and people.

But the final outcome...why do you just watch the other person sit on the throne of the artist?

What went wrong?

"Ding-ding-ding--!" At this moment, the phone rang like crazy.

It's Orianna.

But Jason didn't want to answer the other party's call now.

But Oriana refused to give in, and her phone rang like crazy.

"***!!" Jason cursed angrily, grabbed the phone and said angrily: "Say!!"

Oriana was also in a very bad mood, biting her like a mad dog for a long time, but in the end Kong Fang actually became a god in the Western Continent!

She can't accept it! !

However, when she saw the president's Facebook, she had to accept it.

"You'd better take a look at Xilu Entertainment Network now."

I see Nima! !

Jason suppressed the anger of letting Oriana's family tree rise to heaven, and opened the Xilu Entertainment website to take a look.

Seeing this, he was almost so angry that he didn't crush the cup!

"It's impossible that there won't be Teacher Kong Fang in this year's Olympiad Awards, right?"

"When the National Security Law was enacted last year, I thought it was ridiculous. We can't have this or that law this year, right?"

"This group of people put forward the idea of ​​art without borders, but they also showed me that there are borders! From now on, I will never buy Oberlin Award peripherals again!"

"Teacher Kong Fang must be nominated! Must!!"..

"Whether it's "Despacito" or "Stayithe"!! Even if other songs are included, I understand that he alone is nominated for the golden song this year!!"

"@西甲娱乐会! Give me an explanation!!"

grass! !

Jason's anger almost burst out from his seven orifices

.

Don’t you have some sense of regional honor? !

That's a yellow man! !

Why did you win the Oriental Award?

No...right...

There is also an Olympus Award this year!

Thinking of this, his head exploded!

What to do with the O’League Award?

How to award awards?

Not giving?

His prestige has plummeted, and music fans will tear him apart!

But give?

This is simply a stab in the heart!

"What should I do? What are you going to do!" He gritted his teeth and spat at the phone: "Don't fucking tell me you don't care! You were the one who made this bad move!"

Beep beep...the phone has been hung up over there.

Jason was stunned for several seconds and slammed the phone down.

"***!!!"......

China, Asia Pacific Entertainment Network, are all crazy now!

"Congratulations! Congratulations to Chinese music god Kong Fang for being promoted to artist!! This is the pride of Asia Pacific!! Asia Pacific music will surely rise!!"

"Although I like our Korean music very much, I have to admit that Teacher Kong Fang's music has an irresistible magic!"

"Ah hahaha! I knew the old thief would reach this point! An artist who is about to turn 23! Unprecedented!"

"Blow it for me! Blow it for me!!"

Chinese musicians are going crazy with joy! !

And the moment it was confirmed that he would become an artist, Zhao Ziluo's phone rang immediately.

The first one is actually Xia Lingling!

Then, various congratulatory calls kept coming, Tao Yonghua was the second one, and then even Qin Kong and Yao Andong called in person!

Tonight, he is the most handsome boy in the world!

The same is true for Liu Fei'er - various concert planning companies are constantly calling.

Brand new artist, first concert, how big of a gimmick is this?

Lin Dong and Zuoqiu can't even be reached on the phone!

Just when Zhao Ziluo had been on the phone for dozens of minutes and thought he was finally done, the phone suddenly rang again.

"Teacher Kong Fang, hello, I am Secretary Chen."

Zhao Ziluo was a little surprised.

"First of all, congratulations to Teacher Kong Fang for being promoted to artist. Also, at 12 noon tomorrow, can you invite Teacher Kong Fang to have lunch?"

Zhao Ziluo's eyes lit up.

The signal is finally here!

He didn't believe that after becoming an artist, his superiors would still consider so many things.

In his pursuit of the position of Vice Chairman, he has put down a very heavy weight this time!

So……

Tomorrow's meeting may be the first time the superiors have included him as a candidate for vice chairman, thus making the first contact.

This is so important to him!

"Of course!" He replied with a smile, but still couldn't help but ask: "Is there anyone else?"

"Yes, there is a leader who likes your music very much and hopes to meet you."

Sure enough!

These are all fake.

Zhao Ziluo probably wanted to see his governing philosophy.

If he is really lucky enough to become the vice chairman, how will he face the fierce cultural export from Xilu?

Chance!

He put down the phone and thought for a long time before falling asleep.

At noon the next day, when he arrived at the "Lou Wai Lou" restaurant, he was immediately invited to a private room.

"Welcome China's new artists!" As soon as he walked in, Secretary Chen took his hand and shook it enthusiastically: "Please sit down, please sit down."

Sitting on the main seat was a man in his forties or fifties with gray hair who smiled kindly at Zhao Ziluo.

"Let me introduce it to you."

"This is Director Zhou Dehui, Deputy Director of the Literary and Arts Development Division of the Ministry of Culture and Entertainment of China."