When the song ended, Duan Yue opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't know what to say.
Zhang Juan, Gu Sheng and others looked at each other in confusion.
"What kind of singer have I fallen in love with?"
She murmured to herself.
I liked Song Yu at first, just because I liked his songs.
But after getting along with her for the past few weeks, she found that her idol wanted too much, so much so that she felt she was lucky to be a fan of Song Yu.
These days, anyone can be an idol.
For some idols, outsiders think that if they have die-hard fans, they may have saved the galaxy in their previous life.
Otherwise, there is no way to explain why some people like them.
There are even a handful of fans who still stick with their idol even after he steps on the sewing machine.
Very magical.
And a high-quality idol like Song Yu has face, talent, and strength, and he doesn't even need money from fans.
I can't find it even with a lantern.
Zhang Juan completely evolved into a die-hard fan at this moment.
"Now I think I should find two teachers for you, so as not to bury your talents in other areas."
Yan Shao came back to his senses and asked: "I like this song, and I have an idea. How about giving the accompaniment of the finals to our band?"
"What?!"
Duan Yue looked shocked.
Before Song Yu responded, he had already agreed.
"Teacher Yan, it would be our honor if you could participate in the finals!"
Ordinary bands naturally don't need to be treated so seriously.
But this is the Daxia National Orchestra.
A truly national band.
Any one of the members is one of the top ten performers of a certain musical instrument in Daxia.
His resume is nothing less than cheating.
And such a group of people are actually willing to participate in "The King of Masked Singer", and the quality of the show is instantly raised to an infinite level.
Song Yu was stunned for a moment, showing an unexpected expression.
He really didn't expect Yan Shao to say that.
If you think about it carefully, it seems more reasonable.
Daxia National Orchestra, its name contains orchestral music, but it does not mean that they only know orchestral music.
With their ability, they are more comfortable playing pop concerts.
And it's not their first time either.
I have played a lot of popular music before.
But the nature is quite special, such as the Olympic Games theme song.
Putting this aside, the quality of "Opera" is enough to attract them.
This song has been performed by many bands in previous lives.
There are many boss-level figures among them.
From another perspective, "Opera" will also bring great fame to the Daxia National Orchestra.
They are a national team, but they appear to be too high-end and many people don't actually know they exist.
"sure."
Song Yu smiled and said.
Regardless of the reason, with the Daxia National Orchestra accompanying him, the championship is basically within his grasp.
Of course, without them, the champion would not be able to escape even if he wanted to.
"Give me a copy of this song."
Yan Shao explained, "There are a lot of die-hards in my band and it's hard to convince them, but I believe they will definitely change their minds after listening to your song."
In principle, as a piece of music for the finals, it cannot be played to outsiders.
But Duan Yue said that as a matter of principle, everything could be put aside first, and without saying a word, he handed it over to Yan Shao.
And arranged a special car to take him to his destination, which was the Jianghai Grand Theatre.
Yan Shao said it was a business trip, but it was actually a concert tour in Daxia.
Sponsored by the Literary and Art Association, its purpose is to promote national orchestral music.
"Old Liu, I have something to tell you."
Although Yan Shao is the chief, he is not the person in charge.
The real leader, or leader, is the man in front of him, named Liu Cong.
It is no exaggeration to say that the chief conductor and composer of the band is the soul of the band.
The composition teacher that Yan Shao prepared for Song Yu was none other than him.
"What's up?"
Liu Cong adjusted his reading glasses and asked.
"Didn't I say I found a student for you?"
"Um."
Liu Cong nodded and said, "Is there something unexpected?"
"No, I want to ask you to listen to a song written by your future student and sung by him."
"oh?"
Liu Cong became interested, "Is it the previous "Persian Market"?"
"You'll know it when you hear it."
Yan Shao did not answer directly, but added, "Oh, yes, it is best to call other members and listen together to avoid trouble."
"What are you talking about?"
Liu Cong glared at him.
However, the two of them were good friends, so it didn't matter to the Riddler.
Soon he followed Yan Shao's instructions and called all the members of the orchestra over.
"Don't ask yet."
Yan Shao raised his head and started playing "Opera".
Liu Cong was slightly surprised when he heard the Russian language.
He agreed to accept a disciple because he valued the "Persian Market" fragment created by Song Yu.
But he didn't understand the rest, and he didn't know what his apprentice was capable of.
At the end of the first part, unexpected chants filled the hall.
The band members who didn't care much at first were suddenly stunned.
Although they are good at ethnic musical instruments, they also have rich knowledge of music, so they naturally understand the difficulty of such high notes.
It's a song.
The hall fell into silence.
"Is this the song my apprentice sings?"
Liu Cong broke the silence and couldn't help but say, "Why do I think his talent in bel canto is so terrifying?"
Naturally, he could tell that Song Yu was singing in a bel canto style, or more accurately, a pharyngeal voice.
And the skills are perfect.
This guy is so scary!
Liu Cong suddenly wanted to see Song Yu as soon as possible.
He is lucky to be able to train such a genius.
"How could I cheat you? The apprentice I give you is naturally the best."
Yan Shao turned to the equally surprised team members and asked, "What do you think?"
"Junior brother, you are so awesome!"
A young man in his thirties gave a thumbs up. He is Liu Cong's apprentice, named Xiang Xing.
He studied not composition, but conducting, and he was also a well-known flute player.
"This is the first time I've heard such an outrageous high pitch."
The woman of similar age next to him spoke.
Wei Ru, a well-known pipa player, ranks among the top three, and has won the first prize in the Daxia International Musical Instrument Competition.
"In terms of treble, it can be said to be the best."
"If the mythical siren sings this kind of song, then I believe he can indeed confuse humans."
"Speaking of which, when my junior brother joins our orchestra, does that mean he has robbed the talent of the opera troupe next door?"
Seeing that the content was a little off topic, Yan Shao raised his hand to stop them.
When the hall became quiet again, he asked: "Song Yu will use this song to participate in "The King of Masked Singer" on Sunday. Are you interested in playing it?"
"no problem!"
"If it's this song, I can."
"I can do that too."
After hearing the answer, Yan Shao nodded with satisfaction.
"So that's what you had in mind."
Liu Cong said with a smile, "You told me earlier, it would be such a big circle."
"How can you agree if I don't let you hear the details?" Yan Shao replied.
"This song is quite qualified."
Liu Cong immediately made arrangements and said, "Ask Song Yu to come to Jianghai Grand Theater and rehearse here."
Half an hour later, Liao Jian learned the news.
He subconsciously covered his heart.
Oh my god!
Such a big surprise almost made him unable to bear it.
Liao Jian originally thought that what Song Yu gave him was a gold ingot, but he didn't expect that it turned out to be a gold mountain.
You can understand the reason just by looking at the places where the Daxia National Orchestra often appears.
National Center for the Performing Arts, Daxia Cultural Festival, Summer-Mao Culture Year, European Union-Daxia Tourism Year, etc.
I have never appeared in a variety show.
"They will give you whatever appearance fee they want, no need to bargain."
Liao Jian finally told Duan Yue, "Do whatever you want, we have plenty of money for the show."
It can be seen from the five-minute commercial of "The Masked Singer" that they are now so poor that only money is left.
The money spent on inviting guests has been earned back a long time ago, and has doubled more than ten times.
Jianghai Grand Theater.
This is Song Yu's first time here.
It was also my first time to see the Daxia National Orchestra.
But the expected scene did not appear. On the contrary, he received an extremely warm welcome.
Everyone affectionately calls him little junior brother.
Only then did he realize that the teacher Yan Shao had found for him was actually Liu Cong.
This wave is simply extremely powerful.
Song Yu felt that his status was rising steadily, and he could move around in the entertainment industry.
It took him an hour just to recognize people.
All of them are boss-level figures.
If you just test your skills, there will be no score lower than 90 on a certain instrument.
With their participation, "Opera" is progressing quite smoothly.
Even if a problem occurs, it will be solved within a few minutes.
By Friday, the recording had been completely completed.
Song Yu was originally waiting to fly to Beilong City on Sunday, but unexpectedly received news from Liao Jian in advance, saying that the second round of the Spring Festival Gala selection would be held on Saturday.
So he and Bai Xiang rushed to Daxia TV on Saturday morning.
"Song Yu!"
Seeing Song Yu from a distance, Liao Jian rushed over, held his right hand, and said, "I really appreciate you this time!"
"...?"
Song Yu was still a little confused.
"It's just about the finals."
Liao Jian reminded, "Without you, "The King of Masked Singer" would not be what it is today, let alone such a big shot."
Bai Xiang on the side was full of questions.
What the hell?
She knew that Song Yu was the mastermind of "The King of Masked Singer", but it wasn't just as much as he said, right?
Who else is the big shot?
Are all the kings and queens not considered important people?
"Director Liao, what you said is too serious."
Song Yu withdrew his hand and said, "Let's go in first."
There are still a lot of people in the second round of selection for the Spring Festival Gala.
After Liao Jian sent them in, he left to go about his business.
After waiting for about half an hour, it was Song Yu's turn.
He pushed the door open and went in.
The original three judges have changed drastically.
Of course, the three new judges are no worse than the previous ones in terms of status and strength.
He first sang "Gong Xi Fa Cai" and then sang "Unforgettable Tonight" with Bai Xiang.
No accidents, passed perfectly.
"There will probably be a final round in October, and once that time is decided, there will be a rehearsal."
Before leaving, Liao Jian revealed a piece of information to them.
Because they were going to participate in the finals, Song Yu and Bai Xiang simply found a hotel nearby to stay, so as not to travel back and forth.
"Have you eaten yet?"
Song Yu was lying on the sofa, looking like he was enjoying himself, and at the same time sent a flash message to Zhao Yan.
"Eat, what I'm eating today is Suni's hometown food."
Zhao Yan was also in the hotel at this time. She had just finished a variety show and was lying on the bed to rest. After receiving the news from Song Yu, she suddenly became happy.
"Hometown food? Curry rice?"
Song Yu could only think of this 'delicious food'.
"It's chicken curry, tom yum gong and mango rice."
Zhao Yan was typing and her calves kept shaking, showing her mood.
"Have you had a hard day today?" Song Yu asked again.
"It's not hard."
Zhao Yan smiled and replied, "I am very happy to meet many fans."
"That's good."
Song Yu told her about recent trivial matters and mentioned the Daxia National Orchestra.
Zhao Yan was stunned for a while after hearing this.
For many people, these elders are far away.
It's almost impossible to meet.
"I also listened to "Xiao Xiao" and "Qian Baidu", they are great!"
Zhao Yan already knew that Song Yu was Sun Wukong and also knew that these two songs were written by him.
"Your "Persian Cat" is still better, still number one."
"It's your "Persian Cat"."
Song Yu was slightly startled. This answer looked so much like Zhang Yida's advertisement.
"Do you have any plans for Sunday?"
"No, I will watch the live broadcast on time."
"Are you interested in coming to the scene?" Song Yu asked.
"Scene? Do you mean as an audience? Will anyone find out?"
Zhao Yan asked quickly.
Of course she is willing to go to the scene, but if she is discovered by others, or noticed by the camera, the fact that Song Yu is participating will be exposed.
"No, as a flying guest."
"Flying guests? Aren't we from Star Dream Era not qualified?"
"Why is it not qualified? "Persian Cat" has been at the top of the list for two weeks, and it is on the pop music chart, so why is it not qualified?"
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
Song Yu typed a reply and said, "Besides, Liao Jian will not refuse because I gave him a reason not to refuse."
"OK!"
Zhao Yan suddenly felt happy, "Wait for me."
"Okay, please give me some advice, Teacher Zhao."
Song Yu couldn't help but flash some special tricks.
Ahem.
He and Zhao Yan chatted for a while and then ended the conversation.
Song Yu immediately called Liao Jian and asked him about the flying guests.
"It's a bit troublesome. The three flying guests have already been booked. But we can find a way."
Liao Jian agreed as soon as his voice changed.
His current strategy is to negotiate no matter how excessive Song Yu's demands are.
"How about letting the four of them serve as rotating hosts?"
"Of course, thank you, Director Liao."
When Zhao Yan and others are in the audience, they will naturally be reminded that the participating singers are known to them.
But the guests are different.
Song Yu is the planner of "The King of Masked Singer", and "Persian Cat" has become popular recently, so Star Dream Era is very likely to be invited.
"It's a trivial matter. There are just four singers in the finals, let them each be responsible for introducing one person. In the second round, their captain, Zhao Yan, will announce the curtain."
Liao Jian is worthy of being a director, and he arranged everything clearly in just a few seconds.
Song Yu hung up the phone and sent a flash message back to Zhao Yan: "It's done. Remember to arrive at Xia TV on time tomorrow night."
"Okay, I'll tell Suni and the others now."
Zhao Yan raised her head, shook her phone, and said, "I have some good news for you!"
The four of them live in the same big room, so there is no need for that much trouble.
"You want to make an official announcement with Song Yu?" Suni coaxed.
"What did you say?"
Zhao Yan glared at her and said, "Song Yu won us the job of rotating host of "The King of Masked Singer"."
"The Masked Singer?"
Suni was shocked at first, and then shouted excitedly, "Zhao Yan, I love you to death!"
"The Masked Singer" is currently the most popular variety show, and there are undoubtedly many benefits for them to be on it.
"Captain, we will remember the sacrifice you made for Song Yu for us." Xi Wei suppressed a smile.
"Yes, you can go in peace." Tan Yu said.
"Song Yu and I are not who you think!" Zhao Yan explained angrily.
"What kind of thing?" Suni blinked, "Why don't you tell us about it."
"Yeah, do you want to die?"
In the room, the four people suddenly got into a fight, with long legs everywhere. This chapter has been completed!