Following Gu Shichang's voice fell.

behind the stage.

The big screen lit up.

first appeared.

These are the names of the six producers.

The name is on the left.

On the right are six parallel underscores.

This moment.

The underlined font is changing rapidly.

It's not at all clear what that will end up being.

The appearance of this scene immediately made the audience, amateur singers and judges all nervous.

The so-called proposition creation.

It's not that six producers share a theme.

Instead, everyone will be randomly assigned.

all different.

Everyone depends on their luck.

"Next, I will randomize key words for the producers and teachers. Please don't blame me." Gu Shichang smiled and gave a reassurance first.

The six producers nodded.

They have no problem.

This is all random.

Whoever yells is the same.

There is no difference.

Seeing that everyone has no objection.

Gu Shichang nodded.

Then hurriedly shouted: "Okay, stop!"

The staff waits for a long time.

Hastily paused.

And the vocabulary on the screen is also frozen.

Everyone hurriedly looked up.

Deng Guanghui【Tomatoes】

Zheng Chaobo 【Sky】

Liang Zhilong 【Black and White】

Jin Xia 【Meet and Hate Late】

Qizhi【Summer】

Fang Zhenhai [soda]

Just glanced at it.

Everyone was taken aback.

"Pfft, I'm going, are the words tomato and soda serious?"

"This host must be poisonous. How do you write about Deng Guanghui and Fang Zhenhai?"

"Haha, I'm so happy, the three words tomato are the theme, so is the lyrics about a dish?"

"Zheng Chaobo and Qi Zhi are the best. This topic is much easier."

"I thought the random ones were normal subject words, but I didn't expect this machine to be so unambiguous, it has everything."

"Is this going to kill a few producers?"

It doesn't matter whether the topic is easy or difficult.

The audience liked the setting of the show anyway.

They don't need to think anyway.

If it's fun to watch, it's over.

And the four judges also looked at each other in blank dismay.

This show is much more interesting than they thought.

No scope to draw from.

The difficulty factor is full.

"Interesting." Jin Jiangjun smiled.

"This is interesting." Chen Shaoguang said.

"Let's see what they do." Xu Tingkai smiled.

"Come up and give MSI Entertainment and Certe d'Azur a sap." Zhang Weifang was overjoyed.

Here are the six producers.

The expressions are really different.

Deng Guanghui's face turned dark when he saw the word 'tomato'.

You know this show is so bottomless.

At the beginning, he really might not be able to agree.

How can he compose music and lyrics?

Are you kidding me?

It's definitely not a big deal when it comes to theme creation.

Just these three words.

It would be nice to add it.

Not far from him.

Fang Zhenhai also beeped the dog at this time.

It is slightly better than 'Tomato'.

But the 'soda' is also good enough.

Was it so dark in the first scene?

How to play later.

In contrast to the other four.

It's much calmer.

After all, the propositional vocabulary is stronger than these two people, not by a little bit.

There is a lot of room for creativity.

"The proposition vocabulary has been determined. Now, all producers are invited to go back to the backstage and start creating. Those who finish first can choose amateur singers first."

Gu Shichang said slowly: "In addition, during your creation period, we will also send cameras to follow up, so that everyone can see it through the screen on the stage."

The six producers said nothing.

They all got up and walked backstage.

Back to the editing room.

Fang Zhenhai immediately smiled wryly and said, "Sorry, Mr. Lin, the word random is too bad."

"It's okay, isn't there a 'tomato' in front, we are at most the second to last." Lin Hao was watching TV and eating melon seeds, and he didn't mind at all.

"But it's too difficult." Fang Zhenhai complained.

"Just take them and put on a show first, hold a meeting halfway, and then I'll ask someone to give you the lyrics and music." Lin Hao ordered.

"Huh? Do you have an idea?"

Fang Zhen suddenly felt goose bumps on his skin.

"Some ideas."

Lin Hao said it very tactfully.

In his mind, a song that could be linked to 'soda'.

It seems that there is only one song.

"You are really good."

Fang Zhenhai offered a flattery.

Lin Hao smiled without saying a word.

at this time.

On stage on the big screen.

Every move of Deng Guanghui in the background is being played.

The follow-up of the program group is not a simultaneous display of the six producers on a split screen.

But follow up one by one.

It is equivalent to the recording time allocated to each producer, which is almost the same.

Deng Guanghui, who got the 'Tomato' proposition, was the first to be spotted by the cameraman.

He is currently in the practice room.

In front of you is an electronic piano.

Deng Guanghui tried to play a few times.

It just doesn't seem right.

The whole person sat up again.

He frowned and thought.

"Haha, the producer who was defeated by 'Tomato'."

"No idea."

"I'm afraid I'm going to go crazy."

"It's too awful."

"I sympathize with Deng Guanghui. I encountered hell-level difficulty when I first came here."

Many people in the auditorium enjoyed watching it at first.

But soon.

It was replaced by the dullness that gradually hit.

Because songwriting is a very 'closed door' thing.

It is good to be willing to play the piano to find the feeling.

Come across a pen and a piece of white paper.

That really means nothing.

Same as class.

Just like Fang Zhenhai.

The cameraman followed for a long time.

A person held a pen and lowered his head in thought, without even raising his head.

It's so boring.

Ever since.

They can only pass the time by chatting.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

Three hours of creative time is almost pitifully small for a producer.

But it was long enough for audiences, critics and amateur singers.

The four judges and teachers can go backstage to rest at any time.

They can't.

At most, go to the toilet, smoke a cigarette and walk for two steps.

It's over the top.

Waited for about two hours.

Only the producer has completed the creation.

Still two.

Zheng Chaobo and Qi Zhi.

There was no difference of a minute or two.

The two of them immediately stepped out and began to choose singers.

There is a big introduction card in front of every amateur singer.

The songs and genres they are good at are written on it.

The program group also allows them to simply sing a few lines and listen to them.

Zheng Chaobo and Qi Zhi quickly found candidates.

Immediately went backstage to rehearse.

Another half hour passed.

The three producers Liang Zhilong, Jin Xia, and Fang Zhenhai also came out one after another.

Each chooses a singer.

And Deng Guanghui didn't finish until the last few seconds.

Choose a singer.

The audience is still unable to arouse any interest.

Have to wait for half a day.

I can't wait for the singer to come out and perform immediately.

There was no follow-up during the rehearsal.

They can't see.

But curiosity is strong enough.

Especially the works of Deng Guanghui and Fang Zhenhai.

Full of expectations.

It was exactly five o'clock in the afternoon.

All rehearsals are called off.

The performance has also officially started.

The host Gu Shichang came up.

Everyone cheered up in a hurry.

The order of appearance is also randomly generated automatically by the screen.

The first one is Deng Guanghui!

"No?"

"Amplify your moves when you come up?"

"Ok, Ok."

"Haha, it's interesting that the tomato comes first."

"Others are secondary. I mainly want to see him and Fang Zhenhai's soda."

Everyone is impatient.

soon.

The male singer chosen by Deng Guanghui came out.

The song it brings is called "Dawn".

The music starts.

The pace is fast.

This singer is not just singing.

Even jumped up.

The hot spot gets hot quickly.

A song titled 'tomato' has nothing to do with the word.

Deng Guanghui just put these three words in the lyrics as a metaphor.

to be honest.

There's a bit of an opportunistic element in it.

It's a bit off topic.

But it's not a violation of the show's rules.

Let alone this point.

The song quality is still good.

Many spectators waved their hands.

A song is over.

Feng Guanghui and the singer stood on the stage at the same time.

under.

It's the voting part.

"To be honest, the song is not bad, but I don't think I have played enough with the theme of tomato, so I can't give you a high score." Jin Jiangjun said.

"I agree with Mr. Jin, this song is a bit off topic." Chen Shaoguang said.

"Just putting this word in the song is very far-fetched. I don't think you did a good job." Zhang Weifang said.

"I won't say much, everyone has the same meaning." Xu Tingkai said.

finally.

Deng Guanghui scored 527 points!

He nodded his thanks to everyone.

I didn't feel unfair either.

The first game suffered a loss from the proposition.

It can only be rescued by force.

this score.

perfectly acceptable.

The game is still going on.

Jin Xia, Liang Zhilong, and Zheng Chaobo followed in turn.

Jin Xia scored 723 points!

Liang Zhilong scored 601 points!

Zheng Chaobo scored 756 points!

There is not much difference between tens and hundreds of scores.

Not yet in the playoffs.

Don't be too tight.

And the fifth one played.

It was Jing Huihui, the singer chosen by Fang Zhenhai.

Follow Lin Hao's instructions.

As long as you are not too old.

Both young men and women are welcome.

The range is quite wide.

Fang Zhenhai finally chose this sunny and handsome boy.

Following Jing Huihui's appearance.

The title of the song on the screen also followed.

《Orange Soda》

Everyone glanced at it.

next moment.

The guitar teacher at the back played a more cheerful accompaniment.

I stand in a small corner at the door of the classroom

secretly looking at your cute smile

you are like a cloud in the sky

I really want to be a rainbow

Just a few words.

Very gentle.

in.

Jing Huihui could hear a little nervousness.

It may be that I feel a little pressure on such a stage.

I can't let go.

The smell of orange soda wafts in the air

The cream on the corner of your mouth makes me so excited

I have a tacit rhythm with you

hold my heartbeat and follow you

Fortunately, Jing Huihui entered the state quite quickly.

It may have something to do with the simplicity of the rhythm.

Sing a few lines.

It didn't take long to get used to it.

His sunny boy image matches the lyrics.

It's just too harmonious.

Those who listen are like spring breeze.

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