As the organizer of the art festival, Jiquan City is hosting such a large-scale event for the first time, and naturally it has exhausted all its efforts to organize this event.
When the art festival starts tomorrow, not only the whole Jiquan and the surrounding people will come to watch the show, but also some big leaders, big names in the art world, and CEOs from the entertainment industry will come to the scene.
Therefore, the attention this art festival has received in the city is extremely huge.
Under the leader's order, the staff of the venue and the local police station even came to the scene overnight to conduct rehearsals to maintain order at the scene tomorrow.
As one of the judges of the art festival, Yu Dong and the other judges were not treated like this at all. They were being treated to a high standard by the leadership.
After several rounds of changing glasses, the group was almost full.
"Teacher Yu, Teacher Zhu, Mr. Chen..." The big leader raised his glass politely, "Teachers, I will leave it to you tomorrow. If you have any questions or problems, we in Jiquan City will definitely give them to you."
I will do my best to satisfy you.”
When the leader spoke, Yu Dong and other judges did not dare to criticize him. They immediately picked up their glasses and responded to the leader.
This time they come to Kyrgyzstan to serve as judges. Not only can they get a hefty appearance fee, but they can also build good relationships with big leaders, which is naturally a good thing.
Therefore, this banquet can be said to be a feast for both the host and the guest, and everyone walked out satisfied.
After the busy leader entertained Yu Dong and others, he rushed to the next venue without stopping. The person who entertained them became the same Sanqifen who had hosted Yu Dong before.
Naturally, the judges didn't have any objections to this. They walked to their rooms in small groups with flattery.
The judges were sent to the room without leakage. When Sanqifen, who was in charge of entertaining everyone, was about to leave, Yu Dong, who was about to enter the room, suddenly turned around and called out to Sanqifen.
"Chief Liu, wait."
Sanqi turned around in confusion and looked at Yu Dong aside.
"Teacher Yu, is there anything else?"
"Chief Liu, do you still remember this song?"
While talking, Yu Dong suddenly took out a piece of paper and handed it to Sanqi.
I took the paper at thirty-seven and looked at it, and quickly raised my head in shock.
"This is not the girl from a few nights ago..."
After being noticed by Sanqifen, Yu Dong didn't feel embarrassed at all, but said it as a matter of course.
"This song is not bad. I want to sing it at this art festival. Chief Liu, what do you think?"
"This..." She was silent for thirty-seven minutes.
He knew very well that this song was obviously not written by Yu Dong, but the other party suddenly said such a thing.
Seeing that there was no reply for thirty-seven minutes, Yu Dong asked again.
"By the way, Section Chief Liu, I would like to see tomorrow's program list. Is it convenient?"
"This..." Sanqifen's expression became even more awkward. The song in his hand called "Ten Years" happened to be on the program list.
Apart from the almost non-existent possibility that the song title is a coincidence, the song "Ten Years" in the program list was most likely the song that the girl in the tavern sang that day, and it was also the song in Yu Dong's hands.
In other words, the girl who sang this song in that tavern that day will also come to the city art festival tomorrow to perform the song she composed.
This is originally a good thing. Being able to perform at the city art festival should be pretty good.
What's more, I also heard that girl singing at 37:00 that day, and it sounded quite good.
In other words, if that girl comes to perform at the art festival, she should be able to get a lot of applause and provide some heat to this city art festival.
But the key point is that the meaning of Yu Dong's words is very subtle.
He actually wanted to sing this song at this art festival, and he named him to sing this song in front of this girl.
Under normal circumstances, as a judge of the art festival and an old man in the music industry, Yu Dong would be willing to go on stage, and a score of 30 to 70 would be a given.
But now, the situation seems to be different.
Sanqifen was not a fool. After thinking for a moment, he understood what Yu Dong meant by what he said.
The song "Ten Years" that the girl sang has not been sung in other large venues.
Yu Dong saw that this song was good, and he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to steal his song.
Moreover, given Yu Dong's influence in the music industry, he came on stage ahead of schedule. I'm afraid everyone will think that this song was composed by Yu Dong.
As for Lin Shishi, who sang this song later, it is almost impossible to become famous through this song.
Even in the eyes of some people, Lin Shishi has become a plagiarist...
Sanqifen fell silent. Yu Dong didn't seem to be in a hurry. He looked at Sanqifen in front of him with a smile and said matter-of-factly,
"Chief Liu, actually you don't have to worry too much. Music circles are learning from each other. At worst, I can just change the name of this song to Eight Years."
After hearing Yu Dong's words, I almost couldn't help but curse my mother.
Change to eight years?
Why don't you be more shameless and change it to 1980?
It is a fact that many works in the music industry borrow from each other, but from the music to the lyrics, you can say that except for changing ten years to eight years, you can't hear any difference at all.
But even though I was scolding my mother in my heart, one side was Yu Dong, and the other side was just a little girl without any background. In fact, Sanqifen had already made up his mind about how to choose.
In the end, Sanqifen could only sigh and said helplessly.
"Teacher Yu, I will rank your program, the solo work "Eight Years", first after the chorus."
The program list has not been released yet, so it is quite easy to operate it at 37%.
Hearing this, Yu Dong suddenly smiled brightly, "In that case, thank you, Chief Liu."
Thirty-seven percent of her smile was stiff, and she finally gave up her thoughts and stopped caring about this matter.
In his opinion, this girl might not be able to become famous by singing this song anyway, so it would be better to let Yu Dong sing this song.
To blame, I can only blame this girl's bad luck.
Not long after Sanqifen left, Yu Dong returned to the room proudly, humming continuously according to the music on the paper.
Ever since he last listened to the song "Ten Years" in a tavern, Yu Dong was shocked and determined that this song would be a hit in the music industry.
So after he went back, he wrote out the rough music and lyrics of the song "Ten Years" based on his memory. Although it might be a little different from what he sang that night, the effect of singing it was definitely extraordinary.
In fact, the reason why Yu Dong is so ruthless is entirely because he understands himself.
Although he is a celebrity in the music circle of Xijiang Province, he actually has no successful works. It is only because of his good relationship with the people in the music circle and his age that he is regarded as a senior in the music circle.
As time goes by, I will no longer be able to survive in the music industry just by singing my few mouth-watering songs.
And this time, he happened to encounter such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and of course Yu Dong couldn't miss it.
As for this little girl who also sang this song...
Yu Dong sneered and the beat stopped.
It is only natural for a young girl who has just started to imitate and plagiarize the songs of a senior in the music industry like me.
Of course, as a senior like me, I have a broad mind and I won't care about you, a little girl.