After being reborn, I got into a relationship with my idol [Entertainment Circle]

As soon as you enter the race mode, time will automatically speed up.

Especially the song written this time has a very different meaning.

When she got the word "color" during the lottery, An Rong's first thought was to write this song. She had promised Xu Xiaodi that she would write a song for Xu Xiaodi.

This is the song, "Polar Night".

It was the most beautiful and soul-stirring beauty she had ever seen after being with Xu Xiaoyan, the hope rising in despair, relying on each other in loneliness, waiting for the light of day in the boundless night.

She felt that it could be better, but she only had a little idea and was not yet mature.

So since the rules said that you can ask a tutor for help, Anrong went, took the demo recorded by himself, and the lyrics and music on paper, and knocked on Teacher Zhao's door.

But when she got in, there was already someone inside, who looked like he was in his 40s, with a cropped head and a leather jacket, which was cool.

However, there were many frowns on his face, the corners of his eyes were lowered, and he smiled politely, with some kind eyebrows.

An Rong didn't recognize him, but the people who appeared here should theoretically be contestants besides the instructor, but it is not ruled out that they are friends of Mr. Zhao or people in the band.

So Kishi Rong nodded politely and politely, and then gave everything to the instructor.

"really not bad."

After listening, the instructor nodded in admiration, then looked at An Rong and said, "Sit, sit, sit, I remember you, did you make this song by yourself?"

As soon as Anrong's butt was touching the chair, she heard such a straightforward and unaffected sentence. It seems that she is not the only one who thinks about this kind of problem.

"I made it myself." Kishi Rong nodded, "Before I came in, no one except me had heard this song. But I think this song is still a bit flawed, and the melody of the chorus part is not what I want. A shocking effect, too peaceful."

An Rong frowned as she said, she had already discovered the problem, but she couldn't solve it.

The instructor looked down at the lyrics, "You haven't studied music professionally, have you?"

An Rong froze for a moment, then nodded immediately, "I haven't studied it before. I'm an erhu learner. I also found some information, but they are all fragmented. I haven't studied it professionally. It's basically inspired by inspiration."

This is her weakness. She lacks creative experience. In her previous life, she released a few songs, but they only matched the company's packaging, and the actual quality was really not good.

But I didn't expect that it was recognized after just one song.

Anrong was not guilty, nor did he cover himself up, and told the truth that he was indeed an amateur in this area.

Teacher Zhao didn't say how to change it, but recommended a few books and two websites, "If you have time, you can also watch musicals. Musicals are generally large-scale productions and involve a wide range. These are enough for you Learned, are you dropping out of school to sign a company now, or?"

"I didn't drop out of school, I'm still studying, freshman." An Rong pursed her lips, a little embarrassed, "The school is very ordinary, and it's not a professional music school."

Anrong lowered his head, and for the first time felt that his academic qualifications were indeed a bit ineffective, and he was a little embarrassed in front of the boss.

"It doesn't matter, the main thing is the accumulation of experience. How old are you this year?"

"Seventeen."

The middle-aged man sitting on the side took the sheet music and looked at it silently without interjecting.

"Seventeen, learn slowly. Music is actually a kind of culture. It is also related to the musician's own life experience, thinking about himself and the world. Every stage is different. You can actually start from the basics now. Start with steady progress, and your talent and inspiration will be better supported.”

His tone was unhurried, he didn't solve Anrong's problem, and he looked at the time as if he was a little perfunctory.

But Anrong was very excited. She took down the books and websites she just mentioned with her mobile phone, then stood up and bowed, "Thank you, teacher."

Although it didn't solve the problem of her song, it pointed her to a clearer direction, instead of struggling with her little inspiration in the current environment, but a farther road.

It's just that it's very difficult for her now.

An Rong got up and was about to leave. She had gotten more than she expected, and she was satisfied.

"Actually, it's generally okay." The middle-aged man sitting next to him returned the paper to Anrong, and spoke for the first time, with a low voice, "Tune the tune, add a drumbeat, and remove the extra instruments at the end. You are learning the erhu, you can just use the erhu and drums, and the effect is better than the current one."

An Rong froze for a moment, and quickly thanked him.

Zhao Yiyang turned to look at him.

The middle-aged man smiled honestly and said, "I'm not a mentor, this is not a violation."

Kishi Rong didn't figure it out until he went out the door.

Of course, she has met all four mentors, but judging from the tone, it seems that she is not from the band, and she mentioned this in front of the mentors. Is it really okay?

She walked a few steps when someone called her from behind.

It was the one who helped her just now.

Kishi Rong took two steps back, "Thank you teacher..."

"No, no, I'm not a teacher." The middle-aged man waved his hands quickly and said with a smile: "I'm also a contestant, just like you. I just want to ask you if you know how to play the drum beat in the latter part. If not, I can help you. you."

so good?

"My name is Li Li." He introduced, and then sighed: "Your song is really good. When I was your age, I also formed a band with someone. I'm a drummer. I'm a drummer. I haven’t been a lead singer for a few years.”

An Rong instantly remembered what Chen Xin said, this time there was news of a senior coming back, could it be this?

Li Li is not tall, a little more than 1.7 meters, and his clothes are very simple. There is no decoration on his body, and his face does not look like a well-maintained person.

Just from the few words he mentioned just now, An Rong felt that he was not a bad person.

So she only paused for a moment, without any hesitation, she took him to the room, taught him the computer, listened to his suggestion to readjust the score, and remade the song with software.

It works really well.

Unexpectedly, it achieved the effect that Kishi Rong wanted.

He also didn't mind showing his tunes for this competition, majestic and one-handed.

Kishi Rong seldom listened to songs with drums as the main instrument. He listened with enthusiasm, and asked many questions.

Wang Lingya also sat and listened, the astonishment in her eyes was even greater than that of Anrong, but only half of her amazement was directed at Anrong.

The competition came as scheduled, and the program team hadn't announced the rules yet, so when the people arrived, they just waited in line at the backstage, recording one by one into the arena.

After recording the entry, the rules of the game are announced in the waiting room - the players with the instructor will find a 1V1 among the players themselves, the winner will enter the winner's group, and the loser will enter the loser's group.

It sounds like there is no elimination system this time, so the pressure from everyone is not so great, and the same proposition is the same in the same group, so the comparison is more fair.

But after the rules were announced, the scene was quiet for a few seconds, and no one wanted to take the initiative to find someone to PK.

Everyone didn't know each other before, and they were not familiar with each other's strength, and they were afraid that the one they found was too strong, and the opponent was too weak.

The program team has been urging for a long time, and it took nearly half an hour to get the PK list.

Wang Lingya was afraid that she would have no choice but to PK with An Rong in the end, so she gritted her teeth and went to find someone else. An Rong's PK partner was also a girl, who was a few years older than An Rong.

The order of each group was determined by the instructor, so the process was very fast, with [-] people, and it was over in three hours. This time it was different from the primary election. There were [-] judges and votes, and the audience could also vote.

40 people 1V1, divided into two groups, An Rong and Wang Lingya both entered the winner's group.

Before the tension of the game was over, the time for the next game was notified, three days later.

Three days later, the 20 players in the winner's group continued 1V1, with ten wins and ten losses.The loser group is also 1V1, and the ten losers will be eliminated.

This kind of round-robin competition can avoid accidents such as accidentally picking the strongest, or picking the weakest, or being in poor condition, etc. Everyone has a chance to come back.

The competition after three days will be free creation without restriction.

Although it is all three days, the pressure of this kind of competition is much greater than that of the draft. You must make sure that you can produce a good early product, and it cannot be repeated. It must be the first singing.

Regardless of this kind of round-robin competition, whether you enter the winner's group or the loser's group, the number of games is the same, requiring a steady stream of energy and works.

It's just that the pressure of the loser's group is a little bit higher.

As soon as she came out, Wang Lingya pulled An Rong's sleeve and said in a dull voice, "Will you choose me next time?"

The energy of being cautious and frightened is almost written on his face.

But An Rong didn't intend to choose at first, she just wanted to wait to be selected, so as to save worry and effort.

"I don't choose you." An Rong responded and praised her again, "Your love song is really good, sweet and clean, just choose what you are good at."

As soon as Wang Lingya heard An Rong praised her, she immediately laughed happily, and said in a low voice: "I am very happy to have passed the preliminary round. I just heard that you are coming, so I came to try my luck to see if I can meet you." , I didn't prepare that much at all, I can only compete in two more games, and I will lose it, but I am really, really, really satisfied to meet you."

An Rong still remembers the first time they met, Wang Lingya almost revealed her own date of birth.

"Aren't you from the Conservatory of Music?" An Rong was a little puzzled, he should have quite a lot in reserve, right?

Wang Lingya smiled embarrassingly, a little shyly, "I'm still learning the basics. By the way, I have a lot of resources, and I will send them to you when I go back."

Kishiyoshi hesitated.

"I don't know if you need it or not." Wang Lingya pursed her lips and smiled, pulled Anrong and said, "I'll send you a copy, including courseware and my own notes."

"Then thank you..."

"Don't say thank you."

Wang Lingya smiled and said: "You don't even know if you can use it, it's just a little thought of my own, if I can help you, I will be very happy."

Apart from thanking, An Rong didn't know what to say.

"By the way, can I post a photo with you on my Weibo?"

Kishi Rong nodded, "Yes."

It's nothing to make a friend and send a photo, and Wang Lingya said hello first, which is already very good.

Going back in the evening, An Rong sent a message to Xu Xiaoji, excitedly saying that she was very lucky and the people she met were all nice.

Xu Xiaodi made a sensitive comparison, and called at that time, "The people you said are very good, including your little fan?"

There was no one in the room, so Wang Lingya went to eat.

An Rong looked at the door vigilantly, and explained: "He is three years older than me. He is not a small fan, but he is really nice and sent me a lot of information."

Xu Xiaodi held his breath.

An Rong didn't notice it, and sighed, "I just feel that I don't have enough time now, there are too many things to do, and everything is important."

The jealousy in Xu Xiaoyan's heart suddenly turned into distress, and she coaxed her softly: "Don't worry, growth is slow, how can you become fat after one bite? Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

After only one match, An Rong felt that the mentality that he thought before coming here that he didn't care about winning or losing, as long as he learned something, was almost gone. This competition system is really terrible.

An Rong snorted, wrapped the quilt tightly around her body, "I want to hug."

Xu Xiaodi's heart is about to melt.