Volume 824: The Core Force of the Underground Music Circle

What a bad news this will be for those groups and individuals who have been busy for half a year.

He is the softest person in his heart. In order not to see such a tragedy in the world, Qin Guan can't go up and compete with them for a spot, can he? ? ?

So, when Qin Guan couldn't even find the last reason, he agreed to the other director's request on the other end of the phone.

'real! Very good! '

The executive director over there got an affirmative answer, and his heart was relieved.

He finally lived up to the chief director's entrustment, and in order to prevent the night from having more dreams, he hurriedly told Qin Guan who didn't hang up the phone, and continued to exhort a few words.

'Then I will send you the songs that need to be performed first. The form of the soundtrack, the form of the backup dance, the parts you need to perform, and related details are all attached to the catalog later. '

‘Also, the list of the other two actors who will perform on the same stage as you, which we have preliminarily determined, will also be sent to you. It would be even better if you have worked with them before. '

‘If not, don’t worry, we can still let you get to know each other better during the second rehearsal and the final rehearsal. '

'OK, thanks. '

Not much nonsense.

Qin Guan, who hung up the phone, realized that in just one phone call, they had already reached the point of the final rehearsal.

Such a serious director naturally has high requirements for the performance of the show.

So, should I also prepare in advance?

Thinking of Qin Guan here, he signaled Wang Liying to transmit the song sent by the other party to him immediately.

Qin Guan took the invitation from CCTV as a job that needs to be taken seriously.

Turning the line of sight again, some are happy and some are sad.

Unlike Qin Guan's busy preparations, Man Wenjun's phone is always on.

Because as a relatively down-to-earth pop singer in China, the Spring Festival Gala is the best stage for him to increase his popularity and expand his popularity.

Originally, his agent and the music company contacted him for this Spring Festival Gala, and the executive director there also made a reservation for him before confirming the final show.

If he is lucky, he may get a chance to sing as a chorus or sing alone.

And at the same time that he answered the phone call just now, this dream was shattered.

‘I’m sorry, the original owner of the position that was originally planned to let you be a substitute has already agreed. '

‘Why don’t I show you the chorus or something? '

‘Didn’t it mean that there is a 2006 popular show where everyone sings a verse? Can you see if you can arrange a position for Man Wenjun? '

‘But your family Man Wenjun didn’t have any familiar works this year, this is called pop music anyway, it must be familiar, right? Otherwise it would be too far-fetched. '

'Besides, this show is just to prepare for the cutting time of the station. There are five or six singers in it, and two or three will be cut off at any time. If you want to add more at this time, won't that cause even bigger backlash? ? '

'That's it, I'll see if there's room for the chorus, let's not talk! '

'pop'

Hang up.

An opportunity to sing alone and show his face on the full screen at the live broadcast, but to sing in a chorus or even participate in it. How can there be any reason for this?

Man Wenjun's manager hung up the phone angrily, but when he turned around, he saw his artist sitting on the sofa in the office without a glance.

For this simple-looking student who is not a graduate of the Conservatory of Music, starting from the Rural Song Grand Prix, he has stepped up from the bottom step by step.

His voice gave him the capital of popularity, but also limited his way to continue to develop.

Because of appearance and audience, the singer's singing path in an increasingly trendy society will not be smooth.

When the manager withdrew his thoughts and was about to comfort his artist, the man who had always been silent spoke up.

‘Did the director just say that I’m going to replace the main character who came back? '

'yes. '

‘So was the TV station going to put me on stage or that guy? '

Uh, who can tell clearly?

The man with a simple and honest face smiled slightly: "I'm curious who this person is, manager, please help me talk to the director of CCTV, and I will go to the chorus opportunity." '

‘After all, for me now, a one-second shot is also a chance to show my face, isn’t it? '

'I'm really afraid that if I don't show up for a long time, the audience will forget who I am. '

No, this reassuring word stuck in the manager's throat for a long time, but he didn't spit it out in the end.

He sighed, and made a final compromise in front of the alluring national party: 'Okay, I'll help you get in touch. '

People are still trying to gain fame, and Qin Guan here has already driven his luxury car to the meeting place he made an appointment with Fatty Gao.

That's right, Fatty Gao is Gao Xiaosong.

In fact, Gao Xiaosong at this time was just a slightly fat player, but who made him have the biggest face in history?

This bread-like face, coupled with his hormones that have always been more exuberant than ordinary people, made the image of a young and calm, inexplicably more like a big man.

And it was such a bohemian character and harmless face that allowed Qin Guan to maintain a long-term and stable friendship after returning to China and meeting him through his crotch.

Therefore, after Qin Guan received the invitation from CCTV, he immediately thought of Gao Xiaosong when he saw that it was singing.

And after receiving Qin Guan's call, Gao Xiaosong agreed immediately.

It happened to be at the end of the year, the most leisure time for a musician, and a talented post-production staff like him had a lot of time to chat.

But now, adding an actor to the topic of chatting, this kind of weight can also give Gao Xiaosong a little more bragging topic among the buddies.

Naturally, before getting out of the car, Qin Guan was dragged by Gao Xiaosong to the recording studio built by his buddies before he had time to observe the surrounding environment.

Otherwise, Gao Xiaosong is not very reliable, but his rigorousness in music is remarkable.

Here, there are all the machines and equipment related to music, basically realizing the structure of a small record assembly line.

And here, a group of people with disheveled hair standing on stools, like the six generations of directors at the time, are the soil and the backbone of this underground pop music. (To be continued.)