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end of august.

Under the spotlight.

The audio comprehensive "I am the Producer" finally ushered in the live broadcast of the last episode.

Fang Zhenhai played against Deng Guanghui.

Two protagonists.

The Battle of Tianwang Mountain will begin!

Who can win the championship.

Fans of both sides as well as neutral fans are looking forward to it.

at the same time.

It has also attracted strong attention from some insiders.

Such as lyricist, composer, singer, etc.

morning.

It's not until nine o'clock.

The cars of the two producers just arrived at the entrance of the recording hall.

There were quite a few fans waiting here holding the light boards and shouting excitedly.

"Fang Zhenhai!"

"Fang Zhenhai!"

"Fang Zhenhai!"

"Deng Guanghui!"

"Deng Guanghui!"

"Deng Guanghui!"

A piece of black.

I can tell.

in numbers.

Fang Zhenhai's fans accounted for almost two-thirds.

But above the volume of shouting.

Can't feel much of a difference.

Let's open fifty five.

After all, in the lineup of Deng Guanghui fans.

A few girls can be seen working extraordinarily hard.

Shouted very sharply.

It's a bit of the meaning of "one man is in charge of the gate and ten thousand men are not open".

Get out of the car.

Fang Zhenhai never imagined that one day he would enjoy this kind of treatment.

The size of the fan base is unknown how many times larger than before.

Kind of flattered.

The employee next to him couldn't help flattering him and said, "Brother Fang, after participating in this program, you will be a big star through and through, the kind that everyone knows."

"I've never thought about whether a celebrity is a celebrity or not." Fang Zhenhai shook his head.

"It's too late even if you don't think about it. As far as your popularity is concerned, you are famous all over the country. It is said on the Internet that you are a gold medal producer." The employee said.

"Pull it down, your house brother, I haven't reached that step yet."

Fang Zhenhai couldn't help laughing and said, "It's all thanks to President Lin's help behind the scenes."

"Hey, Boss Lin is amazing, and you are not bad either, you are all good." The employee continued.

"Huh? The flattery is so smooth, do you want a bonus?" Fang Zhenhai asked with a smile.

The staff hurriedly thanked Dade and said: "If you and Lin Zonghui hadn't discovered me, I wouldn't have found a chance even if I wanted to flatter."

"That said, it's really inappropriate not to give you a bonus this month." He knew it was a compliment, but Fang Zhenhai was obviously in a good mood.

"Thank you, Brother Fang!"

The staff quickly thanked them.

Listen to the support of fans.

All the way to the lounge.

What should be said or not.

The soles of Fang Zhenhai's feet were a little fluttering.

It's no wonder that some music company trainees want to climb up even if they sharpen their heads.

It makes sense.

at this time.

It's still early for the live broadcast.

Fang Zhenhai has nothing to do.

I made a video call with my daughter and wife for a while.

One past ten.

A staff member came running over.

Notice that the live broadcast will start early.

Get him ready.

"The game starts now?"

Fang Zhenhai was very puzzled when he heard the words.

Follow the previous process.

One o'clock in the afternoon is the regular time.

"Yes, Mr. Fang Zhenhai, the final competition system is different from the previous ones, and the live broadcast time will be longer, so it has to be advanced." The staff explained.

Fang Zhenhai nodded.

He doesn't know what the final will be like now.

It was clear that it was a contest with Deng Guanghui.

There is nothing to say right now.

It was exactly eleven o'clock in the morning.

The show officially begins.

Then the TV signal is connected.

The audience at the scene was still noisy.

Gu Shichang took the stage, and then introduced the rules of the finals: "Welcome everyone to the finals of "I am a Producer" to witness the championship battle. I am your host friend Gu Shichang, and I will introduce the rules of the finals to you. The finals will be divided into the first half and the second half. In the first half, the four judges will take the lead in performing songs respectively. There are four songs in total, and the two producers will create the first song after the performance of the four judges. For one work, the rehearsal time is still one hour, and the second half is the same as the previous program. The creation time and rehearsal time remain the same. The total scores of the two games are added up, and the one with the higher score will become "I Am the Producer". "The overall champion of the first season of the show!"

The audience was very excited.

a final.

Not only can you see the performances of the four judges.

The two producers even had to come up with a total of four songs.

worth it!

Absolutely worth it!

Crashing.

There was a wave of applause.

Many people even whistled.

Backstage.

Inside the lounge.

The parties Fang Zhenhai and Deng Guanghui were not so optimistic.

The four mentors came on stage to sing.

One song per person.

Even count the preparation time in it.

Ten minutes alone will kill you, right?

It also means that their first work will be written within 40 minutes.

Maybe the actual time is more.

But an hour is enough.

That is to say.

The first competition is rapid creation.

It's a race against time.

The two were speechless.

The program group is in pursuit of ratings.

Really unscrupulous.

this place.

I can't say anything in the future.

It's really tiring.

At this time.

jury seat.

Jin Jiangjun got up and smiled at the other three people: "Let's go everyone, let's go down and get ready."

"Haha, I didn't expect to play an important role today." Chen Shaoguang couldn't help laughing.

"If we sing faster, will they be more stressed?" Zhang Weifang asked.

"Not only is there a lot of pressure, maybe I will hide from you when I see you in the future."

Xu Tingkai joked, "Do you want to try?"

"Forget it, I still think about cooperating with them in the future, but I don't dare to offend them too hard." Zhang Weifang patted his chest pretending to be scared.

Between joking.

The four judges walked backstage one after another.

Gu Shichang, on the other hand, drew propositions for Fang Zhenhai and Deng Guanghui.

【cloud】

As the two words on the big screen freeze.

Everyone took a look.

It's not too difficult.

Take a break at the scene.

half an hour later.

Chen Shaoguang was the first to appear.

Rock and roll begins.

It directly boosted the atmosphere.

His work can be called familiar.

chorus part.

It directly aroused the audience's chorus.

"sounds so good."

"It's still a capable singer who sings well."

"That's not true, it's not comparable to ordinary people."

"I used to like this song very much."

"I haven't heard him sing for a long time."

"The songs when I first debuted, I didn't arrange them much at the concert."

"The voice is so good."

"I just love the husky feel, it's very emotional."

worship!

admiration!

Remember!

A variety of expressions appear on the faces of the audience.

As if this is not the scene of the game.

But in the concert.

Not long.

The song is over.

Chen Shaoguang exited.

Xu Tingkai was the second to replace him.

After rock and roll.

Style converted into warmth.

It's a song in praise of my mother.

Impressive.

Zhang Weifang came third.

It was a love song.

Sentimental.

It also resonated.

at last.

The Jin Jiang army ended.

What he brought was a well-known TV theme song.

The singing is majestic.

And wait for him to finish singing.

The creative time of the two producers is also completely over.

Gu Shichang once again helped them randomly choose a singer.

Fang Zhenhai [Cong Xiaoyan, Zhang Xin]

Deng Guanghui【Zhou Ling】

Surprisingly.

The system randomly assigned two singers to Fang Zhenhai.

"No?"

"Two singers?"

"What the hell?"

"Haha, is there a bug?"

"Fang Zhenhai said that he was very confused, this show is so pitiful."

"Killing me."

The corner of Fang Zhenhai's mouth twitched.

Are you sure it's not about yourself?

Cong Xiaoyan.

Folk song player.

It is already difficult to operate.

Zhang Xin.

He remembered it as a fat rapper.

And only rap!

this combination.

Even more domineering than Lu Fan and Zeng Zhihao.

He suddenly felt the maliciousness of the program group.

Even if it was created by Mr. Lin.

He felt the same way at the moment.

The pressure is very strong.

stand beside him.

Deng Guanghui did not gloat.

It can be said that there is no such idea at all.

Instead.

It is full of sympathy.

That meaning seems to be saying: "Brother, I'm sorry for you."

"That... Let me explain to everyone that the upper limit for producers to choose singers is three people, so the system's random upper limit is also three people, and there is no problem."

Gu Shichang listened to the words in the earphone and said slowly: "According to the rules, these two singers will jointly perform Teacher Fang Zhenhai's works."

"Haha, awesome, the new version of the square dance group?"

"Fang Zhenhai probably didn't expect it, what he wrote may not be a divine comedy."

"Difficult, too difficult."

"The program group Tianxiu, my scalp is numb watching it."

"How can he still win?"

"It's actually quite good to change the way of thinking. At least two singers are easy to recite lyrics, one half."

"God damn it's simple to recite, I'm afraid it will kill me laughing."

The audience cheered.

Regardless of the difficulty, Fang Zhenhai is full.

But except for his fans who are more worried.

Everyone else was in the mood of watching a play.

Just have fun!

Quite interesting!

The singer followed the producer backstage.

After waiting for an hour.

The performance has just begun.

this time.

The order of play is no longer randomized.

Instead, it became a discussion between two people.

A total of two games.

All in tandem.

It means that if the first game is on stage first, then the second game will be the finale.

"I'll go first."

Since it doesn't involve who suffers.

Fang Zhenhai volunteered.

Deng Guanghui had nothing to say.

Immediately nodded.

He also wanted to see what kind of work these two completely incompatible singers would perform.

Lights hit the stage.

Cong Xiaoyan and Zhang Xin came up together.

on the big screen.

The words "Xiangyun" are clearly visible.

A short breath.

The sound of the guitar strummed first.

Not long.

Then a harmonica intervened.

At first glance.

There is an aesthetic feeling.

Not bad at all.

Just at the moment when the audience lost their minds.

Cong Xiaoyan picked up the microphone.

to the cloud~

Over the mountain~

In the sea~

where should i go

before sunset~

The wind is coming~

I'm sitting cross-legged under the stone pier

How do people define ugliness?