I want to be the king of entertainment

Chapter 5 The Wandering Singer (New book for collection)

The next day.

Early in the morning, Wang Yu woke up.

Wash your face and brush your teeth, and then go out with the guitar that you bought for hundreds of dollars when you gritted your teeth when you were in college.

Jogging all the way, came to a nearby park.

"Whoo~"

He took a few breaths, wiped the sweat from his brow,

"This body is still weak, I'm out of breath after running for such a short distance, let's start."

Put the guitar aside, then stand up straight, take a deep breath to adjust your breath, and start practicing Shiduanjin.

Like Yangqigong, this is a set of aerobics that coordinates breathing and movements.

There are ten groups in total.

These movements didn't seem very difficult, but Wang Yu felt a little unbearable when he was practicing, and his body trembled a little.

Grit your teeth and stick to it, and try your best to make the movements standard.

It has been half an hour since a set of movements is completely finished.

His whole body was sweating profusely, he was out of breath, his whole body was sore, and his body was trembling.

Without further ado, I quickly extracted a bottle of healthy water and drank it all in one gulp.

The comfortable feeling flows all over the body, very comfortable.

It's another happy time comparable to big health care.

Soon, my waist was no longer sore, my legs were no longer hurting, my whole body was full of energy, and I felt like I was doing well again.

"Comfortable."

After exhaling, Wang Yu was in a good mood and felt very good.

If it continues like this, it won't be long before I can return to normal, and then I will become a handsome man step by step.

Well, quite nice.

"Let's practice singing next."

I found a quiet place, opened the guitar case, took out the guitar and a sheet of music and began to practice songs.

After yesterday's thinking and half-day selection, he has already selected a song that suits him in the point mall, and redeemed one with a free card.

The rest is just practice.

This time, he learned to be smart.

After the song lyrics were exchanged, he directly took pictures with his mobile phone, and then uploaded them to the proprietary platform of the copyright department of the Ministry of Culture and Entertainment of Longguo to apply for copyright protection. This is very simple.

In this way, the song became completely his.

With copyright protection, anyone who wants to move this song in the future must obtain his consent, otherwise it will be illegal, and everyone in this world is allowed to agree.

He didn't have the confidence to sue his former company because of this.

The song has been released, and naturally the copyright has passed.

Even if he is original, but there is no copyright protection, it is very difficult to win the lawsuit.

If you take a few pieces of paper and say that you are original, then there will be no difficult lawsuits.

However, this incident also taught him a lesson and a reminder that he should first apply for copyright protection for any work to be published in the future.

Hold the copyright firmly in your hands, and nothing else matters.

……

Time flies, two days have passed in a blink of an eye, and July NO.20 is here.

"National Hey Song" is about to start audition auditions.

"Come on, you can do it."

Wang Yu said to himself in the mirror.

After two days of preparation, the next step is actual combat.

Everything was ready, and I went out with Ji on my back.

……

The Zhongzhou Cultural Center can be said to be a symbolic building in the entertainment circle of Zhongzhou.

Many classic entertainment programs are produced here, because the place is large, the equipment is complete, and it is very convenient.

The architectural shape is like a big tripod in the ancient dynasty. It is located there, magnificent and full of ancient beauty of history.

After taking the bus for nearly an hour, we finally arrived.

The cultural center building has a total of ten floors. According to the reply address in the text message, Wang Yu took the elevator to the third floor.

There was a reminder at the exit of the elevator, and following the reminder, we came to the recording site of the program "Happy Song for All".

Before entering the door, you need to cooperate with the staff at the door to sign a non-disclosure agreement, and you are not allowed to enter with your mobile phone.

The purpose is simple, to prevent the leakage of program production information.

Walking into the rest hall of the contestants, there are still a lot of people. At a glance, there may be hundreds of people, most of whom are young people, and their clothes are normal. After all, this is a serious music competition show, not for catwalks .

A lot of people practice singing in low voices there.

Wang Yu's arrival did not attract everyone's attention.

Only when handsome men and beautiful women come in, will everyone's eyes have a common focus.

Finding a corner with few people, Wang Yu sat there and waited for the audition.

There are two levels today, audition and audition.

The audition is very simple, you just need to be able to sing. As a serious music competition program, it’s not funny, you have to be able to sing. Insufficient five-tone tone is the signboard of the show. Naturally, it is impossible for you to participate in the audition.

The audition is the official competition, which can be said to be the first episode of the third season.

In this level, you have to show your own strength and pass the approval of the three judges. If two teachers approve, you will be promoted successfully. If not, you will be eliminated.

The sound audition starts at eight o'clock, and the audition starts at ten o'clock.

With so many people, time is running out.

"Brother, are you also here to participate in the competition?"

As soon as Wang Yu sat there, someone greeted him next to him.

This is a rather individual man, neither fat nor thin, probably about 30 years old in appearance, with long hair, stubble on his face, wearing ripped jeans, giving people a vicissitudes of life and melancholy temperament.

Like Wang Yu, he also carries a guitar.

Needless to say, this style is quite good, and it looks more like that than Wang Yu.

"Ah."

Wang Yu nodded.

"Get to know me, my name is Zhang Yuan, I'm a wandering singer."

Zhang Yuan looked familiar and said with a smile.

This character is very inconsistent with his temperament.

"Traveling singer?"

Surprised on Wang Yu's face, he immediately praised, "Amazing, my name is Wang Yu."

A vagabond singer, that is, a singer who sells songs, needs a certain amount of strength, otherwise, if you sing like a ghost, who will give you money.

"Haha, I just like music."

Zhang Yuan said with a smile, "Brother, what song are you going to sing? I sang "Journey".

There is no scruples about this. Everyone submitted the audition songs when they signed up, because when the official recording is made, the program team needs the authorization of the original song author to avoid copyright disputes.

Therefore, the songs are basically fixed and will not change, unless you have a big face or special circumstances.

"I'm original."

Wang Yu said.

"Original?"

Zhang Yuan suddenly exclaimed, which attracted the attention of many people around.

"Sorry, sorry."

Zhang Yuan hurriedly hugged his surroundings with an apologetic face, then looked at Wang Yu with admiration on his face,

"Brother, you are so awesome, you are actually doing something original."

Original, it sounds tall, but in fact, the advantage is very small.

No one else has heard your song, so if the first impression is bad, it's game over.

It takes a lot of courage and more strength to sing original songs during the competition.

"I'm just playing around, it doesn't matter."

Wang Yu said casually.

"Attention all players participating in the competition. The sound audition will start next. Please line up in five teams and be careful not to make noise..."

Just then, the staff informed.

"It's about to start."

Wang Yu, who pretended to be calm, suddenly felt nervous.

……

(End of this chapter)