Divine Lucky Star

Chapter 153

Young singer creation competition?

Wang Hao's eyes flashed with gold in an instant: "is there such a good thing?! Do you have any money? "

"Is there nothing in your mind but money?" Bai Yaning laughed and scolded: "of course, the money to win, the champion has 500000 bonus."

500000 bonus!

A toilet is almost enough!

"I'll go, I'll go!" Wang Hao excitedly said: "a lot of small money! Ha ha ha

Bai Yaning:

As a result, Wang Hao suddenly touched his chin and said, "but speaking of it, I have a lot of songs, but the problem is that I can't sing well."

"That's simple," Bai Yaning drove straight to Youmeng recording studio: "you just need to get the lyrics out. I'll find someone to sing. You don't have to worry about this. How about it? "

There is no problem with singing. Wang Hao nodded: "what are you waiting for? Let's go. Oh, how many songs do you want? no problem! We've got the champion

Bai Yaning chuckled: "you boast again!"

Wang Hao:

When you tell the truth for brother Mao, you will always be regarded as bragging!

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In the office of cool brother music director, Zeng Wenhui is sitting on his sofa, busy with his work. As the music director of China's largest music website, Zeng Wenhui often needs to write music reports for major domestic entertainment media. Today, he is writing the latest issue of the music charts, the first half of the Heavenly Kingdom hot song charts.

This hot search song list is a very regular ranking list in the music industry of heaven.

Almost all of the hot songs that come into the list this year are hot songs. The search and play volume of any song needs to be above 100 million levels. The amount of play of each song is considered to be a play volume as long as it is played once. Therefore, many people will count the number of plays that can be played in a single cycle of one day. It is not too exaggerated to take such a 100 million level unit as a unit.

However, in the current view of Zeng Wenhui, the songs listed this time are far from meeting his requirements.

"Singing on the tree, with 125474787, pass..."

"The man and woman sitting at the door, the broadcast volume is 136521478, pass..."

"Write songs for you, play 11548752 * * ass...."

After several passes songs, Zeng Wenhui shook his head helplessly: "although the amount of play of these songs is brush up, but the quality is really too poor, listen to one or two times is also careless, listen to a few more times I have to vomit..."

After sweeping all the songs into the garbage can, Zeng Wenhui said helplessly, "it's hard to find good songs..."

"Lao Zeng," a middle-aged man with a slight baldness on the sofa drank a cup of tea and shook his head: "I don't like any of these songs you play. If only these people come on stage in this young singer creation competition, the ratings will be terrible! It's not really who I'm aiming at, I just want to say, these songs are rubbish

This middle-aged man, named Du Zheyun, is the director of Tianguo Musicians Association, and is also a heavyweight. He proposed to hold this young singer creation competition.

"No," said Zeng Wenhui, with a wry smile, "what are these young people doing now? It sounds like a lullaby. It's careless to listen to it once or twice. It's necessary to fall asleep after listening to it for a while! If it's broadcast on TV and the audience falls asleep, it will be great fun! "

They were really depressed about it.

Although there must be good and bad in a program, at least one must be able to catch people's attention.

Otherwise, on the level of these songs, don't say what ratings, it is afraid that the audience watching the program is not enough!

"Ding Ding Ding -"

Zeng Wenhui was depressed when he suddenly heard the mobile phone ring. When he picked it up, he was shocked!

"Miss bingfei?" Zeng Wenhui made a silent gesture, and Du Zheyun understood it. He immediately turned to him and listened to it together. Zeng Wenhui said: "miss bingfei, what's up? Call me?"

Bai Yaning: editor in Chief Zeng, do you remember Wang Hao

"Wang Hao?" Zeng Wenhui's eyes brightened as soon as he heard the name, and said in a hurry: "that must be remembered! Why, is he going to take part in the young singer creation competition? Oh, good, good

Du Zheyun asked in a low voice: "Wang Hao? Who is it? "

Zeng Wenhui: "Shhh..."

At this time, Bai Yaning replied, "well, he is going to participate. Would you like to come and listen?"

Wang Hao!

There are songs!

I have to go there!

"Go, go, go!" Zeng Wenhui's little chicken pecked at the rice: "it's still Youmeng recording studio, right? No problem. I'll be there in a minute! By the way, director Du Zheyun of the music association is also here. I'll take him with me! Miss bingfei, Wang Hao didn't say the name of the song? "Bai Yaning: "bubble".

After reporting the title of the song, Bai Yaning immediately hung up!

Zeng Wenhui and Du Zheyun looked at each other.

"bubble?" When Du Zheyun heard the name, he shook his head and said, "let's be a young singer creation competition. The main theme is to describe love songs. What can this kid get out of" bubble "? Do you know Wang Hao? "

"Of course! This is a very talented young man! That song "wind and rain rainbow sonorous rose" was written by him Zeng Wenhui touched the moustache on his chin and said, "but I also think the title of the song is a bit inappropriate. If you say something like" big love, little love "and" love is like a long river ", such a title can move the audience. This "bubble"... Just listen to the name of the song, do not know what is written! Children blowing bubbles

"It's him. It seems that he has some skills." Du Zheyun got up and said, "don't think about those. Let's go. It's a mule or a horse. We'll know if it's a mule or a horse."

They went out and got on the bus and soon arrived at the Youmeng recording studio.

As soon as he entered the No. 1 compartment, Zeng Wenhui said with a smile: "Xiao wang'er is here. Will you surprise me today?"

"It's nothing. It's just a song," Wang Hao said with a smile, "chief editor Zeng."

Du Zheyun looked at Wang Hao carefully.

It seems that he is twenty-three or four years old. He is very sunny, but can he do this song

In fact, Du Zheyun is still very suspicious.

"Are you wang hao?" Du Zheyun held out his hand with a smile: "I'm Du Zheyun, director of the Music Association. Listen to Lao Zeng, you are very talented. I don't know your bubble today. Can it work? I can't see anything just by looking at the title of the song! "

"Ah, it's written to play when I'm bored," Wang Hao held out his hand and said with a smile, "improvisation, improvisation."

Zeng Wenhui immediately turned his lips - stinky boy, you can still be friends if you don't pretend to force us!

"Well, everyone is here," Bai Yaning sat on the sofa, took a drink, and said, "Wang Hao, you'll sing it first."

She also knew that although Wang Hao could sing, she could not write music scores, so she went straight to the theme and asked Wang Hao to sing directly.

But the problem is, at this time Du Zheyun quit

"Well, don't worry," Du Zheyun asked, "there must be a lyric score, right? Can I have a look first? "

"This..." Wang Hao scratched his hair: "I can't write that..."

"What?" Du Zheyun was shocked when he heard this and said, "you can't even write this. Do you still make lyrics and music?"

It's embarrassing.

Wang Hao can't write music. Bai Yaning and Zeng Wenhui know that. The problem is that Du Zheyun doesn't know

In Du Zheyun's mind, it's impossible for a songwriter to write music scores. Can't you write music with a hammer?

"Lao Du, that's the boy," Zeng Wenhui said hastily. "OK, let's hear him sing it first. That's what we did for the last song."

"OK," Du Zheyun plumped into the sofa, and he said that he would not listen to his talk: "then sing."

Wang Hao shrugged his shoulders, then sat down in front of the piano and began to walk!

"the foam in the sun is colored."

"Like I was cheated, I was happy."

"Pursue what is right and wrong, your lies, based on you still love me..."

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