Speaking of this, he still had to explain a little.
China's Singer was modeled after the Korean model.
It had to be admitted that the Koreans were very good at doing variety shows.
What Hongtao meant was that the production team wanted to increase the influence of China's Singer.
Therefore, they had invited the Masked King of the Korean program 'Singer' to participate in the competition.
However, he had his own requirements.
This was because the program would also be broadcasted in Korea.
Therefore, for the sake of spreading.
They hoped that China would create a scene where the Masked King would fight the Masked King and the two powerhouses would have a conversation.
As for who was the Masked King in China?
Was there a need to ask?
The national team!
These people had all performed in Korea before!
In the eyes of the Koreans, the Chinese national team was the strongest!
They loved this trick!
Unlike Huaxia, Koreans were immune to young hunks!
And just a moment ago, the manager of the 'Korean Masked King' was also watching today's competition.
She was shocked by Jun Mo's performance.
There was no such such thing in the country.
Therefore, the manager went to Tao Hongwei and told him what he wanted. Beg.
She hoped that Jun Mo wouldn't steal the show in the next episode!
Disturbing [Masked King VS Masked King]!
In fact, if Jun Mo didn't get first place in the end, Hongtao could still negotiate with them.
Jun Mo's performance was normal and not too exaggerated.
However, Jun Mo had won four consecutive episodes, including three opera songs.
The other side was also afraid!
They were afraid that after their Masked King arrived, Jun Mo would be the one to become the winner. Wouldn't that be a joke?
Hongtao continued to say,
It turned out that when he was counting the votes.
He had already looked for Han Lei and Liu Huan and had a simple chat with them.
The two of them did not mind.
Since the foreign Masked King was here, the two of them could just accept the challenge!
However, when Hongtao asked about Jun Mo…
Neither of them gave their opinions.
After all, Jun Mo was the most popular artist in China!
It was the time to be full of energy.
How could it be so easy for him to temporarily abandon the type he was best at?
That was why Hongtao seemed a little guilty now.
To be honest, when it came to the genre of songs.
It didn't matter if Jun Mo didn't sing.
He was already prepared to change the style of this match.
The promotion of traditional culture had to be done slowly and could not be rushed!
Who would have thought that those people from the 'Chinese Traditional Arts Association' would insist on provoking him?
He had no choice but to give them another round to open their eyes!
But since Hongtao spoke first.
No matter what, he had to get some benefits.
After the explanation, Hongtao looked at Jun Mo nervously.
After all, Jun Mo was indeed the current password.
He didn't want to offend them.
However, there was an opportunity to rush into the world in front of him, and he wanted to try.
After taking this step, there would be the sea of stars!
However, he didn't know that Jun Mo would have changed the genre of the song even if he didn't say it!
But now, this 'little devil' was still thinking about how to 'slaughter' him!
Jun Mo looked troubled.
"Director Hong, you also know that it's a little unfriendly for me not to be able to sing in an opera style…"
Jun Mo kept complaining.
When Hong Tao heard that, he lowered his head even more, feeling extremely ashamed.
"How about this? I owe you a favor. As long as it doesn't violate my principles, I can help you!”
"Only one?" Jun Mo cried."I've suffered a lot!"
Director Hong, do you know that my master gave me the task of promoting traditional culture…"
Hong Tao gritted his teeth. Three is enough!"
"Alright, Teacher Hongtao, you're such a great director. You can't go back on your word! "I'll be going now. Bye ~"
Jun Mo stood up immediately and walked out of the door.
He greeted Hongtao with a cheeky smile.
How could he still be sad?
Hong Tao almost spat out a mouthful of blood!
Looking at Jun Mo's back, Hongtao couldn't help but wonder if he had other moves.
Forget it!
I've already done what I promised the Koreans.
If Jun Mo won the first place without singing.
Then don't blame others!
..................
Jun Mo walked out of the lounge.
His heart was not as heavy, but he was not happy either.
At the end of the day, he was just a bargaining chip being traded by others.
It was really unexpected.
Just now, Jun Mo thought that he should be carrying the grass, the orioles, the wind and the moon on his shoulders.
He had already encountered a scoundrel so quickly.
He was really too careless!
However, Jun Mo understood Hongtao.
Everyone had their own difficulties.
Director Hongtao had great ambitions and wanted to make his program famous overseas.
This was very difficult.
Besides, she had been taking care of him for a long time.
This included agreeing to change the song on the spot at the beginning.
If Hongtao didn't agree, Jun Mo wouldn't have been able to quickly become famous through 1000 degrees.
Moreover, there were also the intelligence reports that followed.
Hongtao would always tell him who would be the first one to play in each episode.
She had treated him well.
There was no harm in helping Hongtao.
Moreover, there were still three favors!
Not a loss!
As for the next match?
Let them see something else!
He had many tricks up his sleeve!
He adjusted the complicated emotions in his heart.
Jun Mo walked towards Liu Huan and Han Lei who were waiting for him at the door.
The two of them looked at Jun Mo and walked over, feeling refreshed.
They looked at each other.
He was surprised.
Encountering such a thing, he was still calm?
No wonder he was called Little Mister!
The two of them looked up to Jun Mo.
Then, they discussed what to eat.
The moment he walked out of Shanghai Satellite TV Tower.
Jun Mo heard the system's voice.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the mission-[Elementary Dance Mastery
] "Congratulations to the host for obtaining the [Divine Pipa Skill]
." Jun Mo's lips curled up when he heard this.
In an instant, he thought of the next song.
The Korean Masked King?
Afraid of my dramatic voice?
But you haven't heard of the Chinese style, right?
I'll let you experience it!
..................
These few days.
Jun Mo was very busy.
He first registered all the songs in his 'thick book' with the copyright center.
It took an entire day.
The staff members were all stunned!
This was the first time he had seen someone register a song like this!
Unfortunately, they didn't recognize Jun Mo at that time.
Moreover, the registration center had very good security measures.
Otherwise, it would definitely become a hot topic again!
Jun Mo left the notebook in the hotel after he came back.
Its mission was completed.
As for whether someone would steal it and release it as his own song?
In Huaxia, the current situation was not popular!
To make his life so miserable?
Then…
Jun Mo went to Tiger Music at Liu Menghuai's invitation.
He finished recording the VIP versions of his songs.
No sound loss, giving users a better experience.
It wasn't too much to charge two yuan for a download, right?
However, the person in charge of Tiger Music told Liu Menghuai.
The downloads of these songs might not be too high.
After all, the audience had already heard the live version many times.
It was normal that he didn't want to spend money on the VIP version.
Liu Menghuai didn't seem to care at all.
She never wanted to rely on Jun Mo to make money!
He just wanted to tie this 'beauty' to his side.
It's good to be a vase!
Seeing Jun Mo, she finally understood.
Who could blame King You of Zhou for toying with the vassals?
Who wouldn't be confused?
Just as Jun Mo suggested that he should record the song he was competing for this season.
Liu Menghuai declined.
She wanted to watch the show directly.
The feeling of anticipation was very good.
In this way, Jun Mo's work was completed.
Hence, she returned to the hotel and lay down.
He rented the presidential suite in Shanghai for two months.
It's so comfortable to stay in my country
He had thought about buying a house before.
However, he still didn't know where to buy it.
Besides, he was busy with the competition. He would talk about it after the finals.
The same goes for the car.
Although Jun Mo could drive, he didn't know anything about cars.
Two days ago, when he went out to play with his classmates who were dancing with him.
Jun Mo even asked them what they needed to pay attention to when buying a car.
The boys looked at Jun Mo curiously.
It was as if this was a species from outer space.
As a boy, he actually didn't understand cars?
Jun Mo didn't smoke, liked drinking but couldn't drink, and didn't know anything about cars!
Hiss ~
Why do you need so much money?
Jun Mo was stunned when his classmates asked him about it.
However, in an instant, he came back to his senses.
Why?
Can't I just like to save money?
"I'm happy to see it go from four digits to nine digits in my bank card in just a few weeks!”
One could imagine.
Jun Mo's words shocked the students!
Nine…Number of digits…
One, ten, white…Millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions…
F * ck!
Jun Mo was so rich!
Everyone, who had originally decided to return to school after playing in the afternoon, decided not to go back at the last minute!
No!
Continue to slaughter him!
F * ck! My heart aches when I think of the three melons and two dates in my pocket!
The girls 'eyes were filled with peach blossoms.
They immediately asked Jun Mo how he earned so much money.
Jun Mo didn't hide anything and told everyone directly.
After all, Tiger Music was going to be promoted in a few days.
It didn't matter if he had known earlier or later.
After listening, the boys envied Jun Mo for finding such a rich woman.
The girls were secretly resentful. Why weren't they rich?
That way, he could sign Jun Mo…
Jun Mo lay in bed, thinking about the performance of the cars that Xiao Wu had told him.
Power, fuel economy, braking, handling stability, ride comfort...
What was this!
Forget it, if he couldn't figure it out, then he wouldn't think about it.
He would borrow one from Liu Menghuai after a while.
Anyway, she had a lot of cars.
Yes, Yang Mi 'er would do too.
They were all richer than him!
..................
While Jun Mo was pondering.
The Internet was also in an uproar because of Jun Mo's contract signing.
At the moment of signing the contract.
Liu Menghuai arranged for the company to make plans, buy traffic, and find Internet trolls…
He had to let everyone know about this matter.
It was as if they were announcing their relationship to the world.
'Hmph, from now on, Little Mister is mine!'
[Tiger Music signed Jun Mo with 100 million yuan a year![
[Little mister's home is actually there![
[In-depth analysis of who exactly is Liu Menghuai?[
[The woman who was addressed as "Miss" in the industry signed "Little Mister". What do you think about this?[
[What kind of charm does 'Little Mister' Jun Mo have to make Tiger Music's CEO, Liu Menghuai, spend so much money![
[Penguin Music also fought for Jun Mo, but was defeated [
Suddenly, the Internet was in an uproar!
The onlookers were ecstatic.
"F * ck! Was this for real? 100 million a year?"
"This is too freaking scary! Were the Heavenly Kings of Huaxia worth this price?”
"Aren't you thinking too much? No one is worth this price now!"
"It's a complete loss! What is Tiger Music thinking?"
"Look! Someone had already reported that Liu Menghuai, the president of Tiger Music, was the daughter of a financial tycoon and was worth more than 100 billion!”
"Oh my god, is Little Sir being 'wrapped up' by a sheep?”
"Haha! Liu Menghuai was called 'Miss' and Jun Mo was 'Young Senior'! It's quite suitable!"
"Everyone, come to my homepage!‘Miss is especially beautiful! She's much better than those celebrities!"
Seeing this message, everyone quickly clicked on it.
The weather in the photo was slightly dark, as if it was drizzling.
The staff member beside him held an umbrella for Liu Menghuai.
The young lady had shoulder-length wavy hair.
She was wearing a lake-colored one-piece dress that reached her knees, revealing her snow-colored calves.
Perhaps because of the rain, she added a white shawl.
She looked even more elegant and beautiful.
With a little makeup and lip gloss, she was already beautiful and beautiful.
If this was placed in a celebrity's announcement, it would simply be a god-like picture!
Whether it was a boy or a girl, they could not help but drool when they saw this picture!
"Young Miss is so beautiful that she's breaking the rules!”
"You're rich and beautiful! Ahhh, why am I not Jun Mo!”
"You're thinking of nothing! If you were a young master, would the young miss like you?”
"Mirrors are fun. If you don't have money, we can raise money to buy one for you!”
"Ahhhh! The young miss had the aura of a queen! Please go and act! We can crowdfund it too!"
"What are you thinking about? Did he lack money? However, acting was indeed good. The male lead was paired with a little mister! I'll watch them even if they act as overbearing CEOs!"
"Damn! What overbearing CEO! Wasn't this an obviously overbearing female CEO and his contracted singer?”
"F * ck! There was that smell! Upstairs! Go and write your novel! I will definitely support you!"
Liu Menghuai's book was for commercial use, and his fans were skyrocketing.
In an instant, the number of fans exceeded 10 million!
Liu Menghuai did not expect this.
She signed with Jun Mo, but she made herself popular first!
Everyone was talking about her now.
It was still the same sentence.
If a person was good-looking enough, then he or she would become a king if he or she had any other attributes!
Now, Liu Menghuai had clearly highlighted this principle.
Moreover, she did not only have one other attribute.
In addition, she was usually capable and capable.
This was the perfect ice-cold female CEO!
He had strength, background…
A lady blessed by the heavens!
Such a generous way to sign Little Sir.
All the living beings in front of me, I only see you!
The two of them…
Hiss hiss hiss ~
Netizens have only seen such a plot in novels and television dramas!
It really made people go crazy!
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