The musicians were struggling to achieve their dreams in a corner . The studio was their holy land . That day, it had welcomed a very special person . He was an outsider of the music circle, but a f*cking award-winning indie actor .
They all gathered in the studio curiously . Gao read the program of the gala . He went mad when he saw Qin Guan's song .
"You'll sing this song during the gala?"
"Yes . "
"Are you kidding me? Is that 'Book of Family Names'?"
"Yes . At least that's what they told me . If you don't understand, I have numbered the musical notes here . "
"This is an insult! Even a nursery rhyme would be better . Neither has a beat, or any ups and downs . This is for stars from Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan? What the hell . . . "
Underground musicians worshipped rock and folk music . The song in Gao's hands was really terrible, but the mainstream tune had been created especially for the Spring Festival Gala . The audience would be common people .
I came here to learn from you, I'm not asking you to cover the song!
Gao Xiaosong cursed his way out of the studio . Then he put on his earphones to listen to Qin Guan .
"Heaven, Earth, dignified and imposing Chinese hearts
The state of China has a long history
My family name is Li, and yours is Zhang
Huanghe River and Yangtze River are flowing in our blood . . . "
Qin Guan sang seriously inside as the audience outside laughed loudly . The solemn mainstream lyrics were like a square peg in a round hole there . They sounded really weird .
Plenty of people rushed there to watch the funny recording, including Wang Feng, Pu Shu and other famous singers .
Gao laughed so hard that he had to lie down on the couch . Wang Feng, who was a kinder man, tried to remain neutral .
"CCTV is good at selecting singers . None of us could sing this song well . It's only suitable for a handsome guy like him . "
Gao couldn't stand to watch the shameless man . He suddenly spat at Wang's feet . You! Save some dignity for us rockers!
By the time they turned their attention to Qin Guan again, he had finished the song .
"You have to memorize the lyrics . Try not to be out of tune! Is it a live show?"
Qin Guan nodded .
"Is your performance followed by a big dance performance?"
Qin Guan nodded again .
"You just need to be more handsome than your partners . All the cameras will be on you . The song is not important . "
Qin Guan tried to picture the scene in his mind, so he had a general idea about the large-scale gala . The cameras would concentrate on the most famous person, which made him less nervous .
His extraordinary memory would work well in that occasion . He just had to focus on the tune of the song . These professional singers didn't scold me . It seems that my singing is pretty good .
He walked out of the studio and chatted a little with the singers . He was a rich man on the Forbes list, so those poor guys worshipped him .
Qin Guan made vigorous efforts to talk about piracy, which was getting more and more rampant, but Gao was a smart guy, so he focused on singers instead of on companies .
If one wanted to promote a singer, they could invest in them, release their records, organize concerts and so on . The sponsors could see the potential of the capital . Thanks to Qin Guan's help, more and more singers would avoid trouble and present better music to the masses .
Qin Guan wanted to experience this win-win situation first hand . The musical department of his firm would welcome fresh blood .
The small firm, which had started out with just Qin Guan and Huang Bo, now monopolised 67% of the domestic modelling resources . His decision that day would earn the firm the title "Musician Scout" in the future .
Let's leave that part for later though . Qin Guan said goodbye to Gao Xiaosong and the other singers, unaware of their choked laughter, and headed to the grand hall of CCTV .
At the time, it had still been located on Fuxingmen Street . The parking lot was really crowded due to the rehearsal .
A group of beautiful girls got off a bus with the logo "Central Nationalities Song and Dance Troupe" . The dancers looked like flowers in the winter . Qin Guan's car was stuck among them .
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