Nearly 20,000 people in the audience witnessed this scene, and countless people screamed with excitement!
In the chaos, Liao Yuan was escorted backstage by the staff.
"Nonsense! This Chen Duo is so ridiculous! It's simply lawless!"
The leader of the election control team yelled and cursed while walking towards Liao Yuan and asked with concern: "Teacher Liao, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Liao Yuan smiled.
Fu Xiaoci also walked over quickly: "What happened?"
She had just gone to the bathroom, and when she came out and saw the scene in front of her, her heart suddenly skipped a beat.
After carefully understanding the incident, she couldn't help but said angrily: "This Chen Duo wants to be famous! No, she must pay the price for her recklessness!"
"It's not a big deal."
Liao Yuan said: "Forget it, they are all children."
Fu Xiaoci's beautiful big eyes suddenly widened.
Not a big deal?
Are you kidding me?
I haven’t hugged you yet!
At this time, Fu Yuntao and others also walked over quickly.
After some negotiation, under Liao Yuan's persuasion, Fu Yuntao nodded and said: "Chen Duo's thumbs-up ranking is low and he missed the chance to advance to the top 22. He suddenly did this because of his unstable mentality. Since Mr. Liao doesn't care,
, then let this matter go, and I will let people edit out this scene in post-production."
Liao Yuan nodded, looked at the time, and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first?"
"No, there's something, there's something else."
Fu Yuntao said quickly, and then he turned back to greet Liu Hai, took the two envelopes, took out one of the thick envelopes, and handed it to Liao Yuan: "Mr. Liao, this is your notification fee, 20,000,
Don’t be too little.”
After finishing speaking, he took out another thin envelope: "Here is a bank card. There is a total of 100,000 yuan in it, which is a deposit. The password is your birthday."
"Deposit? What is this?" Liao Yuan asked doubtfully.
Fu Yuntao smiled and said: "The finals of "Produce 101" will be in one month. I am going to ask you to write a song, preferably one that allows the contestants to sing together! If possible, please do it before the finals are broadcast live.
One week to complete the songwriting."
"Oh well."
Liao Yuan was not polite. After taking the envelope, he asked again: "Is there a general theme for your creation?"
Fu Yuntao thought for a while and then said: "Just about dreams!"
There are not only 1,000 songs on the market but also 800 about dreams.
Precisely because there are so many and the quality varies, it is even more difficult to write an outstanding song.
But for Liao Yuan, there was not much pressure, so he nodded and said: "I will send you an email tonight."
"Tonight?" Fu Yuntao was stunned, thinking he heard wrongly.
Is it really okay to write a song in one night?
Liao Yuan smiled and said: "I have written this type of song before, but it has not been exposed yet. Don't worry, the quality will meet your expectations."
Fu Yuntao felt a little uneasy, feeling that he had dug a hole for himself.
But when he thought of Liao Yuan's previous creations, his confidence increased a little.
Soon, Liao Yuan and Fu Xiaoci drove away from the Donghai Film and Television City base.
He did not stay at the performance venue because although the performance stage was over, other performances by the contestants were still going on.
Moreover, tomorrow morning, Liao Yuan will participate in the One Emperor and Four Emperors Piano Competition.
Each of the players who stand out from each competition area has a certain level of strength. If you are not careful, Liao Yuan may fall into trouble.
In view of this, I left early.
The most important thing is that the competition venue is set at the Imperial Opera House, and he has to fly to the capital overnight to catch the event.
The air tickets had been booked in advance, and at eleven o'clock in the evening, Liao Yuan, Fu Xiaoci, and two bodyguards boarded the plane to the imperial capital.
During the more than two-hour flight, Liao Yuan did not waste time. He opened his notebook and devoted himself to the creation of the song.
If the price of a song is 100,000 yuan, it is already too low for Liao Yuan to accept. For example, his song "Out of the Western Regions" was sold for more than one million yuan.
It was impossible for Fu Yuntao not to know this, so he focused on the word deposit.
But Liao Yuan did not have high expectations for the final price.
After all, the creation of a piano concerto is inherently more difficult than a pop song.
So in terms of price, it is normal to be lower.
In the entire music industry, the only person who can sell a song worth millions is probably a songwriter of Liao Yuemin's level.
In addition to the quality of the song itself, this price also includes Liao Yuemin's signature in the industry and popularity among fans.
But there are only a handful of songwriters of this level in the entire music world.
Liao Yuan's current popularity is naturally incomparable.
"It's still a long time, don't worry."
Seeing Liao Yuan's blank look on his face when he opened his notebook, Fu Xiaoci closed the book in his hand and whispered: "Sleep for a while, I'll call you when I get there."
"Can't sleep." Liao Yuan came to his senses and started tapping on the keyboard with his fingers.
Soon, lines of lyrics appeared on the blank document.
Fu Xiaoci looked over and muttered silently: "On this day, I started to look up at the stars and discovered that the stars are not far away, and dreams are not far away, as long as you stand on tiptoe..."
good words!
After Fu Xiaoci blindly praised it, he quickly lost interest.
She turned around and read her book again: "On the Self-cultivation of an Agent".
In the field of agents, Fu Xiaoci is a complete layman. In recent times, she has been enriching her professional knowledge. The more she reads, the bigger her head becomes. In many books, the author has compared the relationship between agents and artists.
Became both enemies and friends.
This kind of relationship is not what Fu Xiaoci expected.
What she is looking forward to is the kind of artist who can secretly hide the rules without being discovered...
Two hours later, the plane successfully landed in Kyoto.
The next day, Kyoto Opera House.
Early in the morning, audiences bought tickets and took their seats one after another.
Outside the Opera House, various sedans were parked along the entire long street.
Many outdoor anchors on live broadcast websites were running around excitedly holding selfie sticks, chatting up various pretty ladies.
The anchors sometimes admired the logos of various sports cars, sometimes introduced the One Emperor and Four Emperors competition, and sometimes looked around, hoping to be lucky enough to encounter a contestant and interview them.
The scene was very lively.
Although the One Emperor and Four Emperors Piano Competition is not accepted by the classical music world, it has a high degree of attention among the people. Starting from six o'clock in the morning, the place has been continuously filled with people.
Even in the two nearby parks, there are many people playing various musical instruments to attract the attention of passers-by.
This situation has also caused road congestion.
Plus it's the rush hour again.
So, when Liao Yuan and others took a taxi from their hotel to the Imperial Capital Opera House, they were jammed in darkness along the way.
In the end, the four of them got off the bus early and jogged all the way to reach their destination in time.