Even those who have heard "Opera" will be surprised by "Dedication".

Not to mention that there are many viewers here who have never heard "Opera".

Many viewers showed shocked expressions when they heard Song Yu's siren-like high notes.

Most of the audiences who can be invited to this concert hall have extremely high musical literacy.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while insiders watch the door.

They are quite aware of the difficulty of "Dedication".

The famous tenors or sopranos in Mao Xiong all have question marks on their faces.

They strongly suspected that the young man on the stage was a monster or alien in human skin.

It's a song.

Song Yu received the most intense media spotlight.

Although the singers in the front sang well, they lacked enthusiasm.

And this popularity has gradually left Daxia and spread to a wider range.

"It's really terrifyingly stable."

Guishu gave a thumbs up and said, "What the rehearsal is like, the official performance is like."

"A few more pieces of "Dedication". I think you should stop following Yan Shao and Liu Cong and learn tenor from me."

Wei Qiang started poaching.

He really felt that Song Yu had talent.

However, a voice of dissatisfaction immediately came from behind him.

"You old Wei, you actually competed with me as my apprentice." Liu Cong suddenly appeared.

His show ended as early as the first half.

"I'm afraid you'll waste it."

Wei Qiang was not embarrassed after being caught and said with a smile.

"Go! Go! Go!"

Liu Cong waved his hand and said, "Stop daydreaming, that's impossible."

A few people chatted for a few words, then stopped and continued to enjoy the show.

When all the programs were over, Song Yu originally wanted to leave with Yan Shao and the others, but was told that he would have to be interviewed.

"Just me?"

"Um."

"Which media are they?" Song Yu asked.

"Daxia Daily from Daxia, Yinta News Agency from Mao Xiong and Dongseong Daily from Korea." the staff member replied.

"It seems difficult to refuse." Song Yu nodded and said, "Please lead the way."

He soon arrived at a special interview room.

In addition to the three media outlets, there are also translators assigned to him.

Song Yu had received interview training before and knew some relevant content.

For example, sometimes if something is spoken inappropriately, the translator will polish it accordingly.

After all, this is an international interview.

If something goes wrong, the impact will be greater.

"Hello, I would like to ask. The previous "Opera" showed that you can speak Russian. Why does "Dedication" have no lyrics this time?" A reporter from Yinta News Agency was the first to stand up and ask.

"This song is dedicated to my mother, and it is difficult to express the greatness of my mother in lyrics." Song Yu replied.

"Hello, Mr. Song." Dongcheng Daily reporter asked, "You are very popular in Goryeo. Are you interested in making your official debut as an artist in Goryeo?"

"Not yet." Song Yu said calmly.

"That's such a pity." Dongcheng Daily reporter continued to ask, "Mr. Song, if you have the opportunity, will you compose Korean songs?"

"I will consider it." Song Yu replied casually.

"It's your first time going abroad to participate in cultural exchange activities. What are your thoughts?" a reporter from Daxia News asked...

"I feel very proud to see the culture of Daxia being so welcomed in a foreign country."

Song Yu said with a smile, "I hope one day I can be a part of it."

The three reporters each asked a few questions.

Half an hour later, Song Yu ended the interview.

He followed Yan Shao and others back to the hotel.

The cultural exchange festival is not over, and he cannot leave.

Night falls.

At seven o'clock sharp.

"The Seven O'Clock News", the most watched program in the summer, is officially launched.

Although most of the audience is middle-aged and elderly people, some young people also like it.

For example, He Zong.

He likes this program because he watched it with his grandfather since he was a child.

Later, my grandfather passed away, but the habit remained.

"Xia Lie, do you watch "The Seven O'Clock News"?" He Zong asked casually.

The two are participating in the recording of the second season of "The Masked Singer".

Ever since Wen Rensi was promoted ahead of schedule, the fun has become much less interesting.

However, the singers who dared to participate were all very capable, so I didn’t find it boring.

There is less fun because there are no new songs.

"Do you still watch the Seven O'Clock News?"

Xia Lie sat opposite him.

The two of them took advantage of the break in recording to have dinner in a private room of a nearby hotel.

"I watch it every day. I don't have headphones, do you mind if I play it outside?" He Zong asked.

"It's okay, just let it go and I'll listen too." Xia Lie said without caring.

"The Seven O'Clock News" officially begins.

"...The Great Xia·Mao Xiong Cultural Exchange Festival has kicked off. Our country is led by Gu Wenwu, president of the Literary and Art Association, and Liu Cong, Gui Shu, Wei Qiang, Song Yu and others are participating..."

At the same time as the broadcast, the stunning singing of "Dedication" came from the mobile phone.

"Fuck!"

He Zong suddenly shouted, "Is this the Song Yu I know?"

"I think so."

Xia Lie stood up hurriedly, walked to He Zong, and stared at the screen of his phone.

"Dedication" only has a few seconds of footage, and it quickly cuts to the next news.

"This song is not an opera, but it's a bit like it."

"What do you mean?" He Zong's eyes widened.

"Song Yu has released a new song."

Xia Lie took out his cell phone and checked it out. After a moment, he shook his head and said, "It's not on the shelves."

"There should be some among the spectators," He Zong said with a flash of inspiration.

"You're right!" Xia Lie opened the viewer again, but found that he had already received the push without even using it.

Two hot searches.

Xia Lie clicked on the first hot search, and what came out was the scene.

The publisher is obviously Daxia TV.

There are more than 100,000 comments.

"Brother Yu, you are so good that your fans are under great pressure."

"I thought the treble of "Opera" was high enough, but I didn't expect it to be even higher."

"Kneel down and listen to this song."
To be continued...