I really don't want to be a star

"President Li, Su Zijin will be on stage tonight!"

Li Qiang squinted his eyes, tapped his right hand with a black ring on the wooden desk, and the leather seat he leaned on rocked back and forth.

Next to him is his secretary reporting.

"How many songs has this Su Zijin released?"

The secretary made some calculations in his mind, and slightly bowed to reply.

"Mr. Li, it's the most recent releases of "Exaggeration" and "Firework World". Seven songs have been released."

"Seven songs, that's a lot. Recently, Mu Feng's battle is big enough, but I really want to ask her what is she going to do?
A singer who has just debuted for a few months, even if he is a bit talented, what kind of waves can he make? "

Li Qiang touched his bald head, his smile gradually changed.

"Today is the next round, right? Is it the quarterfinals or the semifinals?"

"Is the ready thing ready?"

"It's over a long time ago, and everything has been arranged up and down. This time, not only Li Martin wants to cooperate with us, but I heard that Tianyu also intends to trouble Gao Mu'an."

Li Qiang was secretly thinking about his plan, but he didn't say a word.

Quietly, there is already a storm quietly brewing around Su Zijin.

Tianyu is the leader of traditional entertainment companies, and obviously sees the blue ocean of the Internet.

In this world in 2016, there is still far from mature online entertainment. Even the popular Kuaishou has just been released for a few years, and a certain music is still fledgling.

And Tianyu's next move is obviously to put pressure on Mufeng and other companies to acquire shares.

And Mu Feng hopes to launch Su Zijin to prove the influence of new media, but this is exactly what Tianyu does not want to see...

Quietly but undercurrent surging.

If Mu Feng fails, the value of the shares in his hand will definitely be overwhelmed, and Tianyu will not give up the opportunity to suppress Mu Feng so easily.

At the same time, Su Zijin will be suppressed by many people.

In this entertainment industry, if you offend a noble person, you may not be able to hold your head up for the rest of your life, not to mention that Su Zijin is dancing on the tip of a knife.

All of this had already marked Su Zijin's stardom in the dark.

The pig standing in the wind will not only fly up, but also fall into the canyon.

Clap!
Broke into a meat paste.

Tonight is the final quarter-finals of "I Am a Singer", and two weeks later, the final night will be the final match.

It has been more than a month since the last competition. In the past month, Su Zijin has shuttled between various columns and groups. For a while, Su Zijin's reputation has approached the top of the second tier.

After a month of intense fighting, only Su Zijin, Brother Hao and another rock singer are left in Cui Jian's group.

Of course, among the four mentors, Mr. Cui Jian's team has the largest number of people.

The rest of Li Feifei's team is only Guo Xiaoxiang, a talented love song girl, Shishangsi team has folk singer Yu Kun and soprano singer Wu Xingyu, and Naying team has sunshine boy Wang Danyang and returned musician Li Martin.

Su Zijin felt very strange when he saw Li Martin's name. It is not easy to get to where he is today with his singing ability.

But looking at Brother Hao, Su Zijin was relieved.

Brother Hao finally entered the semi-finals because of his luck.

After meeting the weakest player on the team, he won two games in a row because of the opponent's abnormal performance.

As the competition system entered the quarterfinals, the rules changed accordingly, from a one-time duel to a points system.

Each person will sing four PK games, and the top four players will advance directly.

Su Zijin saw that the remaining few places had extraordinary singing skills, and there was going to be a battle between dragons and tigers!
In the evening, Hua Shao had already introduced the final competition system, and the people on the stage played.

In the first match, Wang Danyang of Team Naying pk Wu Xingyu of Team Shishangsi.

The two Su Zijin both knew that they both had good singing skills, and they were both handsome men and beautiful women.

Wang Danyang's singing style can be said to be as tender as water, and his voice is so gentle that people can't help themselves.

Wu Xingyu, on the other hand, is more shocking with his high pitch.

Hua Shao gave a brief introduction, and the two started separately.

Wang Danyang chose a song from this world, called "Love Forever". His affectionate voice and gentle style made many people nod for it. Wu Xingyu chose an English song, which is impeccable both in emotion and tune. The treble is even more shocking.

In the end, Wu Xingyu missed it by a few points.

Next, Hua Shao introduced the next group.

"Su Zijin vs. Li Martin!"

Su Zijin was not surprised either, this result was actually something he had expected a long time ago.

Su Zijin looked at his strange attire and imagined his hard work in the past month.

When the make-up was almost finished, Su Zijin and Li Martin met in the next room.

Li Martin looked at Su Zijin in ancient costume with contempt in his eyes.

"Why don't you think that such a strange-shaped dress can win!

Let me tell you the truth that the song I sang today is also original, and it was created by a well-known master in the circle.

What happened last time was considered lucky for you, I don't believe you have such good luck today!"

Su Zijin raised his eyebrows.

"Try it, see if I have good luck today!
If some people lose, don’t afford to lose, since you’re here to play, don’t overturn the table halfway!”

Li Martin, who was dressed in a suit, did not have the arrogance of the past, perhaps because what happened last time taught him to keep a low profile.

Without waiting for Su Zijin to finish speaking, he walked forward on his own.

Su Zijin followed.

Hua Shao was no different from usual, and soon gave up the venue to Su Zijin and Li Martin.

Because Li Martin sang first this time, Su Zijin stood quietly aside.

Li Martin was dressed in a suit, and walked to the piano in front of him, with black and white piano keys in a patchwork pattern.

Quiet music flows.

Su Zijin read the melody quietly.

I have to say, I don't know how much Li Martin spent on this melody, but it is really the best song in the circle.

Li Martin spoke, and a comfortable voice came out.

Many people underground feel that he is different from before.

The skills and rendering power in the singing have risen to more than one level.

Su Zijin glanced in surprise, silently thinking about the song she was about to sing, and calculating her chances of winning.

Li Martin's fingers are flying on the piano, like butterflies flying among flowers, the soothing but extremely comfortable tune is mixed with his slightly magnetic singing voice, and the light hitting his hair has a certain atmosphere.

At the end of the song, the audience responded well.

But Su Zijin had enough confidence in himself.

After Li Martin finished singing, he looked at Su Zijin without the domineering look in the past, but a little restrained.

Like a poisonous snake that hides in the grass and chooses people to eat.

Such people are even more terrifying!
Su Zijin climbed up the steps step by step.

Today's Su Zijin is wearing a navy blue gown with a snow-white base.He didn't hold the microphone himself, but stuck the microphone to his mouth.

Su Zijin, who was dressed in an ancient costume, looked at the audience, quietly waiting for the staff to arrange the venue.

When everyone left, the dim light shone on Su Zijin's white gown, and the woman in ancient costume beside her quietly held an umbrella.

Su Zijin's heart was already full of information about herself.

Because he found a kind of song that has never appeared in this world.

And the song he is going to sing today is called.

"Broken Bridge and Remnant Snow!"

The screen behind him is the MV that he borrowed from Gao Muan and made for himself by the film and television crew.

Snow falls on the West Lake, broken bridges and ruins.

Behind Su Zijin, who was dressed in a scholar's uniform, was the setting sun, and the shadow and light mixed together.

In an instant, the world was overshadowed.

Su Zijin came from the stage, as graceful as a young man in a prosperous age.

"The butterfly with broken wings and withered leaves that cannot find flowers will never see withering.

The eaves of the small bridge under the night in the south of the Yangtze River cannot understand the wilderness of Saibei. "

The beautiful Chinese style tunes combined with the poetic lyrics have made many people curious.

"Hey, so the song can still be like this?"

Su Zijin had expected such an ending a long time ago.

There are no national style songs in this world, not even many familiar poems.

Compared with the previous world, the current world is more advanced and mature, but the roots of classical culture are lacking a lot.

So when Su Zijin heard the wind of the country, he was shocked for a moment.

It turns out that the song can still be sung like this!
"Has it ever snowed on the Broken Bridge? I look at the lake; the cold moon in the water is like snow, melting with my fingertips.

Has it ever snowed on Broken Bridge?I think of your face again; if there is no chance to see you again, the Baidi Liulian will cry several times. "

Su Zijin easily controlled the vocal range of this song very comfortably.

The audience in the stands accompanied by the mv like ink painting, the shadow of Su Zijin felt boundless longing.

Grandpa Cui Jian was even more shocked by this song.

"How is it possible, how is this song possible?"

Cui Jian is very fond of classical elements. When he was young, he also fantasized about mixing Chinese classical and modern.

Although I created a few good songs, I always feel a little regretful.

Hearing the snow on the broken bridge today, I was shocked for a moment.

Although this song may be slightly inferior in tune, the poetic lyrics can definitely shock many people.

In the main screen of the MV, Su Zijin cleared the snow with his fingers, and the lake melted instantly.

Blocking the broken bridge and looking at the paper umbrellas of the beauties on the road make people yearn for the place called West Lake.

Every person in Jiangnan is looking forward to the snowy sky in Saibei, and at the same time, all people in Saibei also want to see the gentleness of the water in Jiangnan.

Su Zijin's clean and gentle singing voice seemed to put people into the flying snow in Saibei.

At the end of the song, everyone in the underground seemed to be still in a dream.

……

"How about today?"

Li Qiang was shaking his office chair, holding an ipad in his hand, and Su Zijin was singing on the screen.

"The musicians at the scene have already said hello, but some people still didn't give us face, but I don't think Su Zijin can satisfy everyone."

Li Qiang waved the cigarette in his hand.

"No, you can't treat him like usual. This person is talented, a great talent!"

Li Qiang looked at the secretary, pointed at Su Zijin's song with a cigar in his hand and said.

"This man is a talent! Do you think we can get him?"

"Mr. Li, this is a bit difficult! After all, Mu Feng treats him like a treasure!"

Li Qiang smiled, revealing his yellow teeth from frequent smoking.

"That's not necessarily true. Shopping malls are like battlefields, and people's hearts are sometimes even more terrifying!"

"But what about Li Martin?"

Li Qiang exhaled the smoke from his mouth and smiled.

“Cold salad!”