The strongest king system

Chapter 82 Invitation to CCTV Spring Festival Gala?
But in the capital city, Emperor Garden Garden.

A middle-aged man with a big belly was sitting in the study with a sad face.

"Hey, what should I do, what kind of song should I use here!"

The middle-aged man kept grabbing his hair, with a deep sense of anxiety in his heart.

This middle-aged man is none other than Lang Kun, the planning director of this year's Spring Festival Gala.

In the trash can next to him, there are many useless cases that have been abandoned.

He racked his brains for the opening song of the Spring Festival Gala.

Lang Kun stood up and kept pacing back and forth, feeling extremely anxious.

There was only one day left, and he had to find a suitable song within this day.

However, at this time, a young man who was sitting on the side playing computer suddenly played a song.

"Find some free time, find some time..."

The moment the melody of this song appeared, his eyes lit up suddenly, as if he saw a peerless treasure, and his mood was extraordinarily excited.

Three steps and two steps directly collapsed.

"Xiao Lang! Who is the master of this song?"

It's no wonder he would ask such a question. From what he heard, this song at least has first-class singing skills!

Generally, those who can sing at this level must be at least a music master!
Although it is not as good as a hall-level master, but a first-class master is enough to become the Taishan Beidou of the music world!
But the young man named Xiao Lang was stunned for a moment, with a very strange look in his eyes.

Grandmaster?

When did Hua Yu become a master?Why doesn't he know?
Xiao Lang was silent for a while, then shook his head and said, "Dad, this song is actually made by an internet singer."

As soon as this sentence came out, Lang Kun was immediately stunned, his face was full of disbelief, internet singer?
Are you sure you are not joking, this kind of lyrics with deep meaning, this kind of at least first-class singing skills, is actually an Internet singer?

When did top-notch singing become so prevalent?
The corner of Lang Kun's mouth twitched, and then his expression became serious, and he looked at Xiao Lang with a bit of majesty on his face.

"Okay, stop joking with me, Dad is really in a hurry, tell me which master's song this is?"

Xiao Lang looked a little aggrieved, looked up at the serious Lang Kun, and said a little unhappily: "Dad, I didn't joke with you, okay, this is really a song by an Internet singer, if you don't believe me, you can read it for yourself ah."

Xiao Lang turned the screen directly to Lang Kun. Lang Kun took a closer look, and his face became a little embarrassed. It was really a song by an online singer, and the singer was called Hua Yu.

Lang Kun took a deep breath and asked Xiao Lang, "Then help me find out, who is the original singer of this song? I'm very anxious."

He didn't believe that such a meaningful song would be written by an internet singer. In his eyes, internet singers are not singers at all, but music enthusiasts at most.

Xiao Lang was a little confused, with an extremely strange expression on his face.

"Dad, this song is Hua Yuda's original work, and it was only released today."

In a word, it directly confused Lang Kun, original work?

how can that be!

Lang Kun didn't believe it at the first moment, but then he had to believe it, after all, Xiao Lang found out that Weibo.

And after searching on the Internet, there is only Lin Yu's version of "Go Home and Have a Look".

No one else's singing at all.

"It's really... original!"

Lang Kun stared blankly at the song with shock in his eyes. He knew very well the value of the song "Go home and see" in his heart.

There was a hint of complexity in Lang Kun's eyes. After staring at the computer screen for a long time, he sighed.

"It's true that there are talents from generation to generation."

Lang Kun shook his head, with a trace of bitterness in his eyes, but then, Lang Kun took a deep breath and asked, "Xiao Lang, can I get this Huayu, the detailed address of the family?"

"This... can't, but this Hua Yu is a self-signed musician of Wangyun Music, so they should have Hua Yu's detailed information."

Xiao Lang was stunned for a moment, and then he wanted to cry, but got Huayu's detailed home address?

This is a bit heartbreaking, I am not a hacker, how can I do it for you?Xiao Lang was really speechless. As his father, he knew very little about the Internet.

Standing there, Lang Kun nodded, then stroked his chin, his eyes were a little deep, and he had to negotiate with Wangyun, so it can be said that time was a little tight.

"Call me from Wangyun, and I will negotiate with them immediately."

Soon, I got the phone number of the front desk of Wangyun. This is a public thing, and I can find it by searching on the Internet.

Lang Kun quickly called Wangyun, and after negotiating with their editor-in-chief, he successfully got Lin Yu's mobile phone number. As for the home address, there was no other way.

However, Lin Yu at this moment is wandering around with Su Ying on the street.

Su Ying wore a fiery red down jacket today, a pair of riding boots and two-finger gloves on her feet.

The Chinese New Year is approaching, and there are more people on the street. Taking advantage of these few days, many merchants have secretly increased their prices under the sign of discounts.

"Ah, I really don't know what to buy for my parents. Shopping for new year's goods is really troublesome." Su Ying looked at the dazzling array of products.

She was already a little crazy in her heart, and then she glanced at Lin Yu with a questioning look in her eyes, "Xiaoyu, what new year's goods are you going to buy?"

Lin Yu shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "What else can I buy, melon seeds, pistachios, and then some fruits, chocolates and so on."

Su Ying rolled her eyes, she didn't ask if she asked.

Smiling awkwardly, Lin Yu's cell phone in his pocket rang suddenly, and when he took it out, it was an unknown number. Lin Yu greeted Su Ying there, and then walked aside.

"Hey."

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Hua Yu?"

On the other side of the phone, a thick voice came, Lin Yu froze slightly and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Yes, I am Huayu, may I ask who you are?"

Lin Yu admitted it generously, and then asked over there.

"Oh, I'm the director of the CCTV Spring Festival Gala, Lang Kun."

The people over there took the initiative to introduce it, but Lin Yu's face was a little more astonished, director of CCTV Spring Festival Gala?What's happening here?Although there was doubt in his heart, Lin Yu still asked.

"I don't know Mr. Lang Kun, what can I do for you?"

"The specific situation is on the phone, and I won't be able to explain it for a while. I don't know if Mr. Hua Yu is free. Come out tomorrow afternoon for a cup of tea and talk about it?"

Lang Kun asked Lin Yu tentatively.

(End of this chapter)