"Hello, interviewers. My name is, my name is Zhou Xiaolun. The song I've prepared today is, is…"
"Stop! Stop for a moment and speak louder. Did you leave your vocal cords at home?”
Zhou Xiaolun was heartlessly interrupted by the small-eyed, long-faced, middle-aged interviewer, Zhou Jian. He awkwardly gripped the microphone, cleared his throat, and tried to raise his voice.
"My name is Zhou Xiaolun. The song I'll be singing for today's audition is 'Conquer'.”
"Let's begin!"
The interviewer, Zhou Jian, flipped through Zhou Xiaolun's information skillfully.
An ordinary family with a meager income. After graduating from music high school, he dropped out of school to work as a waiter in a restaurant. He had no experience in composing and performing arts, so he shook his head and sighed.
Nowadays, everyone wanted to enter the media industry. Why didn't they think about their own abilities before coming in for an interview?
This kind of person had no resources, no background, and no strength. It was really a test of his tolerance to participate!
A low accompaniment sounded.
Zhou Xiaolun's nervousness immediately disappeared. He picked up the microphone with a calm expression.
"Finally, you found a way to determine the winner. The price of winning or losing is each other's bones!”
"You look healthy on the outside, but you have countless scars on your heart. The tenacious me is the prisoner of this battle!”
His magnetic voice and rappy performance made the interviewers frown.
This song was Teacher Na Ying's classic song. How could it be ruined like this!
Zhou Xiaolun had changed the melody and singing style completely. Other than the lyrics being the same as the original, it had nothing to do with the original song at all. Moreover, the style was extremely strange.
"Just like that, I was conquered by you and cut off all my escape routes!”
"My mood is firm, but my decision is foolish.”
"Stop, stop, stop! Not qualified!"
The interviewers frowned and waved their hands.
"Why?"
Zhou Xiaolun put down the microphone, not knowing what to do. Did he sing wrong? That was too disrespectful. At least let me finish singing a complete song.
"You still have the cheek to ask for a reason? Don't you want to look in the mirror before you enter the competition? First of all, your image is not suitable for being a singer!”
"Of course, there are also the most basic ones. The pronunciation is not clear. It's simply stuttering. I suggest you go back and practice your pronunciation before coming back.”
"You're just making unnecessary changes to Teacher Na's song. What you changed is simply an insult to Teacher Na. Fortunately, Teacher Na wasn't present. Otherwise, you would have been in trouble!”
……
The interviewers expressed their dissatisfaction and showed their professionalism.
They were crazily criticizing the absolute king of the music industry in Parallel Space-Time, Chairman Zhou!
“……”
Zhou Xiaolun's face was flushed red, and his breathing was shallow. His hands were clenched into fists, and his bones were white. He took a deep breath and walked out of the door silently. All the strength in his body seemed to have been drained in an instant.
When she arrived at the waiting room downstairs, she saw Lu Yuan dozing off on the chair and smiled bitterly.
The successive failures made him start to doubt himself.
Was she really not suitable to sing after being despised by the people from the youth media company?
Lu Yuan felt someone approaching and suddenly opened his eyes. His pupils dilated and he said blankly,""And you are?"
"No way, Ah Yuan?"
"F * ck! Chairman Zhou?"
What was going on? Lu Yuan remembered that he had just gotten into a car accident and was unconscious. Theoretically, he should have died.
Why did he suddenly come here and get close to the music genius, Zhou Jielun?
He looked around at the unfamiliar yet familiar environment and the unfamiliar body.
Did he really transmigrate like in the novel? He suppressed his excitement and tried hard to search for the memories of the original owner.
This was a treasure island that had returned to the mainland. There was no discrimination or war at all. It was an independent parallel world.
He and Zhou Xiaolun were childhood friends. Today, he was accompanying him to audition for a first-class music company in Taiwan.
He had transmigrated and possessed him when he was taking a nap.
When he thought of this, Lu Yuan felt a little guilty. He was really sorry, brother. He took advantage of your sleep and landed on you.
Since that was the case, he could only fulfill his duty and ask Zhou Xiaolun about his situation first.
Lu Yuan immediately stretched his back and asked casually.
"Of course I didn't forget. I was just joking. Seeing that you don't look so good, I wanted to liven up the atmosphere.”
"By the way, how was your interview?"
Zhou Xiaolun shook his head in disappointment.
"It's this company that has no taste. This bro will treat you to a meal.”
"No appetite!"
"You'll have an appetite if you go!" Lu Yuan stood up casually and snatched Zhou Xiaolun's bag.
"Alright, alright, I'll go!" Zhou Xiaolun had no choice but to compromise immediately.
Half an hour later, the two of them went to the roadside stall that they often went to and ordered a few signature dishes.
Just as the dishes were served, a girl wearing plain clothes and light makeup rushed over with a bag and sat in front of Lu Yuan.
"I'm sorry I'm late. There was a traffic jam just now. Aren, are you okay?”
"It's okay, Yilin. We just arrived.”
Zhou Xiaolun handed a glass of warm water to the girl skillfully.
Elin? Cai Yilin? Lu Yuan looked at the girl in front of him and was indescribably shocked!
The plain girl in front of him was the future Diva Cai Yilin? Although she looked quite similar to the main body, her figure and temperament were too ordinary!
Was it really Cai Yilin? Lu Yuan still didn't believe it.
She tried her best to recall the original owner's memory and confirmed that it was Cai Yilin herself. She was friends with him and Zhou Xiaolun before she dispelled her doubts.
"Yi Lin, Ah Yuan, do you think I'm really not suited to sing and should just be a waitress?”
Zhou Xiaolun's words interrupted Lu Yuan's train of thought. Lu Yuan slammed the table angrily.
"Aren, are you still sleeping and talking nonsense? Music has always been your dream. Are you going to give up just because of a small setback?”
"Yeah, Aren, how can you give up? My job as a waitress is only temporary. You see, although I've entered a music company, I can only do odd jobs in the company. I haven't given up on music either. I'm also practicing every day!”
Cai Yilin didn't want to see her friend give up on music so quickly.
" I know, but Yilin, I've been getting less and less inspired to write songs recently. I even have to cover other people's songs for the audition and I'm even mocked..."
The path of music was difficult to begin with, and it required a lot of talent.
Perhaps it was really because he was not suitable. Zhou Xiaolun's voice became lower and lower, and his head lowered unconsciously.
Lu Yuan was still flipping through his memories. It turned out that the Zhou Xiaolun from this parallel world and the Zhou Jielun from before he transmigrated were both very good at music. In fact, they were even more talented in acting.
The only difference was that Zhou Xiaolun in this time and space was not very talented in lyrics and composition. Furthermore, Zhou Xiaolun's former gold medalist musicians, such as Fang Wenshan, had all disappeared!
In addition.
Lu Yuan also realized that it wasn't just Zhou Xiaolun. The singers from Taiwan who were once popular in his time and space, as well as some of the Xiangjiang songs, had all disappeared!
Since that was the case, he seemed to have found his mission in this world. It was to help Zhou Xiaolun return to the peak and use his name to name this era! Help Cai Yilin, Wang Xinling, A-Mei…and other existences to re-enter the entertainment industry!
At that time, I…will also be a true ace producer, an uncrowned king! Godfather!
At the thought of this, Lu Yuan's face turned red and his gaze was burning. He looked at the young Zhou Xiaolun and lifted the beer in front of him in a very ceremonial manner. He looked at Zhou Xiaolun, his childhood friend in this space-time, and said loudly,"
"Aren!"
"Let me be your wing!"
I'll write the lyrics, compose the music, and you'll sing.
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