After binding the entertainment system, she made countless top stars

The Grand Theatre is divided into three floors.

The audience basically sits on the first floor, closer to the stage.

The second and third floors are upstairs, located further back, farther from the stage, and with fewer seats.

There are security entrances and exits on both sides of the two floors, a total of six such entrances and exits, which look like indoor balconies as a whole. The six doors are connected to the stairs leading to the backstage and outside.

There is a small area without seats in front of the entrance and exit.

This is the viewing area that Yuan Wei and a few others found.

The staff also lent stools to the group and repeatedly reminded them to return them on time.

After Fang Shuyao arrived at the place, she took several 360-degree photos for Lu Wantang, and was very worried that the latter would not find the right position.

But in fact, when Lu Wantang turned from the backstage to the front, he only raised his eyes and saw a very eye-catching group of people.

In addition to them, there were also contestants from other schools participating in the competition.

Everyone was basically arranged at several entrances and exits upstairs, which seemed to be a case of everyone keeping to themselves.

Lu Wantang walked upstairs smoothly and Bai Lian directly pushed a stool for him.

Lin Xingzi took the initiative to make room for him, "Sister Tang, please sit here. Today we are going to play the song you wrote. As the composer, of course you have to sit in the front."

Others echoed.

Even Yuan Wei followed suit and said, “That’s right, the composer has to sit in the front.”

"I heard from them that the performance this morning was very good and the program ratings were quite high. Half of the credit should go to you."

"Wow!" Jiang Xianyin clapped enthusiastically, but her voice was very low.

As there were many people standing here and there was some noise, many of the audience who had just come in were looking over here.

Lu Wanxing, who was sitting next to Lu Wantang, happened to be closer to the outside, so he immediately noticed that someone at the same height was looking at here.

He turned his head and saw Shengnian waving at him.

The other person was wearing a simple shirt and trousers, not too formal, nor too casual, just a little less fashionable than usual.

As soon as he saw Lu Wanxing looking over, his brows immediately lit up with joy.

Lu Wanxing was speechless and simply shifted his gaze, pretending he didn't see it.

His sudden action made Lu Wantang look sideways: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Lu Wanxing looked straight ahead, serious, "I just think this game is also a concert, so we should still observe some etiquette."

"Are you talking about clothes?" Lu Wantang was puzzled. "Actually, it doesn't matter. It's just that some people are more particular about it."

As for a concert, it’s enough as long as you don’t make too much noise and disturb others.

Lu Wanxing nodded continuously and was about to say something when he saw Lu Wantang take out his cell phone.

He immediately became alert: "Did someone send a message?"

Without waiting for Lu Wantang to answer, he turned his head to look in the direction of Shengnian and immediately understood.

The person who was waving at me was now gone. It was obvious that he must have lowered his head to send the message.

Lu Wanxing snorted softly.

Lu Wantang thought that it was because she didn’t respond that her brother was unhappy, so she looked up and said:

"It's a message from Shengnian. He seems to be here too."

"It's right here, what are you sending a message for if there's nothing going on?"

"Maybe he was just saying hello?" Lu Wantang said uncertainly, "He said that there was a very good song played here in the morning competition, so he was a little curious and came to listen to the live performance."

"It's a very good song..." Lu Wanxing pondered for a moment, then said with certainty, "That must be the song you wrote."

"indeed."

"The competition is about to start, sister, we are here to listen to the performance, not to chat, so you should put away your phones first!"

Lu Wantang said "oh" and was about to do as he was told, but then he paused again.

"What? He sent a message again?" Lu Wanxing was alert.

"No, it was Chu Kong. He seemed to be there too." Lu Wantang said, "He asked where you were and said that if we have time to meet, we can have dinner together."

When Lu Wanxing heard that it was Chu Kong, and that he was asking about him, he felt relieved.

"Maybe I didn't check my phone. I'll message him back later."

"Then I don't care."

Lu Wantang casually replied to a message, turned off the vibration alert, and put the phone back in his pocket.

On the other side, Sheng Nian was wondering if Lu Wantang’s brother’s eyesight was not very good, otherwise why didn’t the other party respond at all after he waved for so long?

Chu Kong stared at the message box for a long while, and when he was sure that Lu Wantang would not reply, he looked disappointed. Chu Yue, who followed him to Beizhou, rolled her eyes, and the words "you are useless" were almost written on her face.

It’s a pity that Lu Wantang didn’t know how the two would react, nor did he want to know.

Her attention was focused on the game at hand.

The first to take the stage were a group of cellists.

Each school sends one contestant to participate in the competition. Some schools do not train cellists and will not participate in this competition.

Compared to the vocal and composition group competitions, the instrumental competition is more like a competition between individuals, and the group competition is not as important as the individual competition.

Linhai University also signed up for the cello competition.

But since the tune Lu Wantang gave was of a cheerful type, the cello had no advantage at all in this regard.

Not only them, many of the 'opening ceremony' songs created by other schools have lively tunes.

This results in the fact that in cello competitions, including Linhai University, everyone's scores are generally not high.

After the cello competition, Jiang Xianyin couldn't help but complain:

"Some songs are really not suitable for cello. They are not bad to listen to, but they just feel weird."

Lin Xingzi: "But there is no other way. We can't play classic pieces. We can only use the latest original pieces. We can't write a piece for each instrument."

"Then this competition will have to be extended, definitely more than two or three months."

The creation time alone would have to be extended a lot.

Jiang Xianyin, who had never learned to play a musical instrument, frowned: "The song and the performance complement each other, right? How can a song be suitable for all instruments?"

"some."

Lu Wantang's decisive answer attracted the attention of everyone present.

Jiang Xianyin asked blankly: "Is there really such a song?"

"Great principles are simple, and great music is easy." Lu Wantang said casually, "The simpler the song, the more suitable it is for all instruments to play."

The four composers, including Sang Yu, began to ponder the eight words in the first half of the sentence.

"That makes a lot of sense." Yuan Wei looked at her with approval and appreciation, "Blue Star's famous lullaby is actually suitable for all instruments, but the feeling of playing it with each instrument is a little different."

Lin Xingzi hummed the tune of the lullaby softly, basically repeating a few notes.

"It's this one." Yuan Wei said affirmatively, "You'll know when you go back and try it. Now let's watch the competition first."