After eating and drinking, everyone rested for half an hour, drank some tea, and then got to work.
Seeing that all the staff members were in their respective positions, Wang Feng put on his headphones and made an OK gesture. The song 'Existence' was about to officially appear in this world.
Wang Feng was really going all out this time. He seemed to have unleashed all his energy.
Many people were walking, but they were stuck in the same spot.
How many people were alive, but it was as if they were dead.
How many people loved each other, but they seemed to be separated.
Many people laughed, but their eyes were filled with tears.
............
Who knows where we should go
Who knows what life has become
Should I find an excuse to continue living?
Or spread your wings and fly away, stay angry
Who knows where we should dream
Who knows what dignity has become
Should I find a reason to go with the flow?
Or bravely move forward and break free from the cage
How should I exist?
With the accompaniment of music, Wang Feng sang even harder. After singing the entire song, it was as if he had been caught in a heavy rain. His entire body was drenched.
Wang Feng took off his earphones and ignored the sweat on his body. He only felt refreshed. He really wanted to vent his anger.
"How was it?" he asked excitedly. Did you do it in one go?"
"Very good, Old Wang. You really picked it up this time. You met Xiaofan, you met such a good song that suits you. Now, you have hope for a change in your career!”
Wang Feng excitedly held He Fan's hand and said,"Xiao Fan, I really want to thank you again. Because of your song, I feel like I have a new creative inspiration. I believe that I will be able to write a good song soon.”
However, He Fan said humbly," Brother Feng, this is your own talent and the accumulation of so many years. As long as the time is right, inspiration will bloom. I'm just a catalyst. In short, you don't have to be polite anymore."”
"That's right, Old Wang. I know that you've been under psychological pressure all these years, but now that things are developing in a good direction, don't be pretentious anymore.”
"Now, I want to talk to Xiao Fan about his other song. Xiaofan, don't you think that your song, Can't Cry, is suitable for a female singer?”
He Fan thought to himself that the song was originally sung by a Diva, but it was later covered by many people, but He Fan still liked the original version the most.
"Brother Zhao is right. I didn't plan to sing it myself. If Brother Zhao's company has a suitable female singer, I'll give it to your company. " Hmm, let me explain first. You only have the singing and distribution rights to my songs. As for the distribution of the profits, we'll discuss it in detail.”
Zhao Guolun thought about it and said," Alright then. Let's go to the conference room to talk. This is indeed not the place to discuss the contract."”
He Fan put away his backpack and walked out of the recording studio first.
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The next day, He Fan declined Zhao Guolun's offer to send a car to escort him and took a taxi to the Central TV broadcast building.
Looking at the magnificent building in front of him, He Fan couldn't help but sigh that it still had its original taste. In his previous life, Central TV's broadcast building was ridiculed by some netizens as " big underpants." He did not expect that although time and space had changed, some things could not be changed.
"Big Underpants, you win." He Fan thought silently in his heart.
Relying on the sign, He Fan finally found the audition registration area for the idiom convention.
Looking up, the entire hall was filled with men and women, but most of them were young people around the age of twenty.
He Fan followed the crowd to the front desk and asked the staff for a registration form. He filled it up in a few swipes and received a number 999. Then, he went to the side to wait.
At the front desk, a staff member stared at He Fan a few times, then revealed a surprised expression. She turned to whisper a few words to the colleague beside her. The colleague beside her also looked up at He Fan. In the end, they seemed to have discussed for a while before one of them left.
In the audition hall, a staff member walked in excitedly. Then, he went straight to the control room, where the leaders of the program team were.
He went straight to a middle-aged man and whispered,"Director Chen, we found a special contestant. Because he is quite far away, we are not very sure, but we are 80% sure that it is him.”
That's right, this person called Director Chen was the head director of the Chinese idiom convention, Chen Geng. He had already directed the convention three times and had seen all kinds of contestants. " Little Yu, what kind of special player is he?" he asked with a smile." Could it be that he has two heads?"”
This was originally a joke, but Little Yu unexpectedly nodded seriously and said,"If it's really that person, he really has an extra head than others. In short, Director Chen, get the front camera to point the lens at 999.”
Eh, Old Chen, what are you and Little Yu whispering about?" This was the producer of the program, Yang Xiuru. He was in his forties and wore a pair of glasses. His entire person was just like his name, elegant and delicate.
"Old Yang, Little Yu said that they found a special contestant with two heads.”
"Isn't it a monster to have two heads?”The beautiful host of the show, Tong Qing, teased.
"Whether it's a monster or not, won't the camera reveal its true form? Xiao Yu, what number is it?" Yang Xiuru asked.
"999."
Yang Xiuru picked up the walkie-talkie and said," Attention, outdoor camera. Please look for contestant 999. He's in the registration hall. When you find him, give him a close-up."”
"Roger that."
From time to time, a handsome face with well-defined facial features appeared on the big screen in the control room. Her eyes were especially bright.
"Isn't this He Fan from the strongest brain?”
"It really seems so."
"What do you mean by that? Xiao Yu said that he had two heads, but didn't he have two heads?”
"What do you mean Little Yu said it? I said it, okay?”Director Chen quickly corrected Tong Qing.
In the registration hall, due to the special care of the cameraman, the other contestants finally recognized He Fan, who was hiding in the corner. In addition, he was good-looking to begin with, so anyone could not help but pay more attention to him.
Although these players weren't as idolized as some of the so-called brainless fans, they still looked at him with surprise. Some players even took out their phones and turned on the camera function.
Soon, many posts about He Fan appeared on Qiandu Tieba.
" He Fan Appears at Central TV's Idiom Conference "
"The most intimate contact I had with He Fan."
"Is there any suspense about the champion of this season's idiom competition?”
"I'm also someone who's competing with Shuai Fan.”
In short, all kinds of posts had pictures and truths. He Fan had just stopped for a while, and he had once again taken over the Internet. This made those small celebrities who wanted to hype up all day and make the headlines gnash their teeth in anger.
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