Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming - Chapter 827

[Eight hundred and twenty-four the backbone of the underground music circle]

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

He is the most soft-hearted person. In order not to see such a tragedy in the world, Qin Guan can’t go up and compete with them, right?

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

‘real!

Very good!

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

He finally lived up to the trust of the chief director, and in order to prevent the night from dreaming too much, he hurriedly told Qin Guan who had not hung up the phone, and continued to exhort him a few words.

‘Then I will send you the songs that need to be performed first, the music form, the backing dance form, the part you need to perform, and the relevant details, which are all attached to the data catalog at the back.

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‘And the list of the other two actors who have performed with you on the same stage, which we have initially decided on, will also be sent to you. It would be better if you have worked with them before.

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‘If not, don’t worry, we can still allow you to deepen your understanding of each other during the second and final rehearsal.

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‘Ok, thanks.

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Not much nonsense.

Qin Guan, who hung up the phone, realized that with the effort of this call, they had already gone deep into the issue of the final dress rehearsal.

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

So, should you prepare yourself in advance?

Thinking of Qin Guan here, she motioned 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 families 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 manager and music company,

They all contacted him for this Spring Festival Gala, and the executive director over there also made a reservation for him before the final show.

If he’s lucky, he might get a chance to sing a chorus or solo.

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

‘I’m sorry, the position that was originally intended for you to be a substitute has been agreed by its master.

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‘Why don’t I help you see the chorus or something?

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‘Didn’t you say there’s a 2006 pop show where everyone sings the previous paragraph?

Can you see if you can arrange a position for the Man Wenjun?

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‘But your Man Wenjun doesn’t have any familiar works this year. It’s called pop music after all. It must be familiar, right?

Otherwise it’s too far-fetched.

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‘Besides, this show is to prepare for the time cut in the stage. There are five or six singers in it, and two or three will be cut at any time. If you want to add it at this time, it will not cause a bigger backlash. ?

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‘That’s it, I’ll see if there’s a place for the chorus.. Let’s stop talking!

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‘Clap La’

to hang up.

If you sing alone and show your face on the full screen of the live broadcast, you can change it to a chorus or even have no chance to participate. How can this make sense?

Man Wenjun’s manager hung up the phone angrily, but turned his head to see his own artist sitting on the sofa in the office unruly.

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

His voice gave him red capital, and it also limited the way he continued to develop.

Because of his appearance and audience, this singer will not be able to sing smoothly in an increasingly trendy society.

When the manager retracted his thoughts and planned to comfort his artist, the always silent man spoke up.

‘Did the director just say that the main character I’m going to replace is coming back?

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‘Yeah.

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‘Then the TV station originally planned to let me on stage or let that person on stage?

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Er, who can tell?

This simple and honest man smiled slightly: ‘I’m curious who this person is, manager, please help me talk to the director of CCTV, I will also go to the opportunity for a chorus.

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‘After all, for me now, a second shot is also an opportunity to show my face, isn’t it?

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‘I’m so afraid, if I don’t show up for a long time, the audience will forget who I am.

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No, this comforting 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 seductive national gala: ‘Okay, I’ll get in touch with you.

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People still go to camps to become famous. Qin Guan here has already driven his luxury car to the meeting place he and Fatty Gao had agreed to meet.

That’s right, Gao Fatty is Gao Xiaosong.

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

This face like a doughnut cake, coupled with his ever-more exuberant hormones than ordinary people, made the image of a young man calm, but inexplicably has a more stubborn style.

And it was such a bohemian character and harmless face that Qin Guan maintained a long-term and stable friendship after he returned to China and met him through his crotch.

Therefore, after Qin Guan received the invitation from CCTV, UU read www.sonicmtl.

com saw that it was singing, and immediately thought of Gao Xiaosong.

After receiving Qin Guan’s call, Gao Xiaosong agreed immediately.

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

Now, another actor has been added to the topic of small talk, and this weight can also make Gao Xiaosong a little more bragging among his buddies.

Naturally, Qin Guan, who got out of the car, was dragged by Gao Xiaosong to the recording studio that several of their buddies had built privately before they could observe the surrounding environment.

Not to mention, Gao Xiaosong is an unreliable person, but his level of rigor in music is remarkable.

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

And here, a group of people with disheveled hair on the stools, like the original six-generation directors, are the soil and backbone of this underground pop music.

(To be continued.)