I want to be the king of entertainment

Chapter 12 Opponents (new book for collection)

On the Internet, some clips of his songs have appeared, adding a lot of fame to him.

This wasn't what made him happiest, what made him happiest was the system points.

From the broadcast of "National Hey Song" to the present, it has grown by more than 30.

That's right, more than 30.

This shows that at least more than 30 people recognize his works.

It made him very happy.

However, in the past two days, the increase in points has slowed down, and the climax period has passed.

Another part of the reason is that his songs have not been arranged and recorded, only video clips, so many people are dissatisfied.

This can't be helped, there is no money now.

After recording the song, there may be no money to eat.

Wait for a suitable opportunity to record together.

It doesn't matter if the points increase slowly, the second recording is about to start.

At that time, the audio-visual effect of the new songs will be better, and there is no need to worry about earning points.

He is very confident now.

……

The official recording of the second phase is about to start.

The rehearsal and so on have already been prepared, and the final recording is short.

In the morning, Wang Yu came to the program group.

It's still the player lounge.

Compared to last time, the player lounge was much empty this time, with only a dozen or so people.

This time, Wang Yu's arrival attracted everyone's attention.

After all, this time they are all contestants who passed the previous round, and everyone must have watched the video.

Almost everyone knows who is who.

Wang Yu, as the only original singer this time, attracted everyone's attention more than those cover songs.

"Good morning, everyone."

Facing everyone's eyes, Wang Yu was startled for a moment, then greeted with a smile.

Some responded with a smile, some simply ignored him.

Wang Yu didn't care about this either, and found a place to sit there and wait for the program to be recorded.

"I don't know what happened to Brother Zhang?"

Thinking of Zhang Yuan.

The last time the two had dinner together, they chatted and separated.

The train that Zhang Yuan took that night went to the southern Guangdong area.

However, the two added each other's Weichat accounts, and you can also see Zhang Yuan's circle of friends posting from time to time. In short, they lived a very chic life.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and everyone was here.

Compared to the excitement of the first round, everyone was very quiet this time.

After all, this time is a competitive style, and when the game is over, half of the people will be eliminated.

Among them, any two may be opponents.

"Attention everyone, the next step is to draw numbers. This process will be videotaped. I hope everyone will be more active. In addition, pay attention to your image."

After the staff came in to inform, they picked up the walkie-talkie and said a few words.

Soon, several photographers came in and took their positions.

After everything is done.

"Friends in the audience, the next step is to draw numbers and match. Next, we will enter the player lounge and let the players draw numbers and match. I don't know who will become competitors. This is destined to be a battle without gunpowder. War, let us wait and see."

The voice of the host Qi Liang sounded.

He walked in with the staff.

"Hi, players."

Qi Liang greeted everyone with a smile.

"Hello, Brother Xiaoliang."

"Hello, Brother Xiaoliang."

Everyone responded.

"The next step is to draw numbers and match. Our rules are as follows. There are 30 numbered balls in this glass box, corresponding to No. 30 to No. 29. Each person draws a number, and then connects end to end to form a team, that is, a team." No. [-], No. [-], No. [-], and so on, do you understand?"

Qi Liang said.

"clear."

"clear."

Everyone responded.

"Next, we will start drawing numbers. Don't worry, everyone has the same probability. If you don't open it, no one will know what number is inside. And for the sake of fairness, we also have special notaries to supervise, so everyone can Rest assured."

Qi Liang said with a smile.

The staff next to him stepped forward and asked everyone to draw numbers under the supervision of the notary.

The glass case is transparent.

Inside are small black balls. There are no numbers on the balls, but the numbers inside the balls.

It seems that it is still fair.

Everyone walked forward one by one and drew a number.

"Very good. Next, everyone open the black ball and take out their numbers."

Following Qi Liang's words, everyone opened the black ball in their hands.

The same is true for Wang Yu. After opening it, he can see a red card with a number written on it, number ten.

In other words, his opponent will be No. 21.

I don't know whose hand is number 21.

"Next, we will start to match our opponents. No. 30 and No. [-] please raise your hands and show your numbers."

Qi Liang said.

In the crowd, two people raised their hands and showed the numbers in their hands.

The camera recorded this moment, and the staff also registered it.

"Number two, number 29."

"Number three, number 28."

……

"Number nine, number 22."

"No. 21, No. [-]."

When he read his number, Wang Yu raised his hand and looked around to see who his opponent was.

I saw a young man in the crowd also raised his hand and looked at him.

"Zhou Hao."

Seeing the other party, Wang Yu was a little surprised, and the other party was also the same.

Zhou Hao is that ordinary-looking, powerful young man.

He recognized Zhou Hao's strength very much, he was very powerful, and judging from his singing, his voice was very stable, the range was very wide, he could switch between high and low pitches freely, and his breath was very natural.

Wang Yu feels that he should have learned singing professionally.

This is a very powerful opponent.

The same was true for Zhou Hao, looking at Wang Yu, he also felt a lot of pressure.

Wang Yu's singing sounds very unprofessional, but he is an original singer, and most importantly, his songs are very suitable for me.

Not to mention anything else, it can be seen from the evaluation of the judges and teachers.

The judges and teachers only commented on him as a professional, but they liked Wang Yu.

The inner meanings of the two words are quite different.

There are many professional people, but not many people like it.

Being a major doesn't necessarily make people like it, but if you like it, you really like it.

Especially Teacher Xu Yi, who made no secret of his love for Wang Yu.

So, he's under a lot of pressure.

After the lottery matching was completed, the staff left. Without the camera, everyone can enter a short relaxation.

The next thing is to wait for the game to start.

"Hello."

Wang Yu was about to sit down and rest, when his eyes dimmed, and a figure stood in front of him, it was Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao smiled and held out his hand to him.

Wang Yu was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, smiled and stretched out his hand,

"Hello."

"I've listened to your song, and it's very nice."

Zhou Hao said with a smile.

"It also takes up the original light, and the singing is far worse than yours. You should have learned singing professionally."

Wang Yu asked curiously.

Zhou Hao nodded,

"I'm from Zhongzhou Art Institute. I'm a junior this year. I came to participate in this competition just to exercise myself. Of course, it's also approved by my tutor."

Zhou Hao said with a smile.

"sharp."

Wang Yu nodded.

Zhongzhou Academy of Art, among the national art colleges, is a first-class art college with a very strong strength and has trained many artistic talents.

And according to what Zhou Hao said, his mentor also recognized his level very much, so it would be even better to let him participate in this competition as a training exercise.

Worthy of being a master.

"It's just a little bit more professional knowledge."

Zhou Hao said with a smile, looking at Wang Yu,

"No matter what, as a competitor this time, I will go all out and show no mercy."

Wang Yu laughed when he heard this,

"me too."

……

(End of this chapter)