"When I defeat him, these cheers will be mine," Shen Jinghong said with a confident smile.
"The rules for this competition seem to have changed, so it might not be your turn," said Qi Rui, her eyes full of admiration as she watched Su Yu's retreating back.
"What's so great about him? He's just good-looking and wrote a few good songs," Liu Qiliang muttered under his breath.
At this moment.
The host began to explain the competition rules.
The formal competition would still be in the format of challenging the擂主 (leitai master), but there would be no random draw.
This was because the 擂主 would directly be the person who performed best and had the best data in the regional qualifiers.
And Ting Yu's performance in the previous matches had been outstanding in all aspects.
He had also achieved the largest point difference, with his opponent Hu Yang only receiving one vote. In terms of this record, no one among the ace producers could compare to him.
The position of 擂主 naturally fell to him.
In the formal competition, the 擂主 would have a special throne on stage, while the other contestants would be challengers aiming to pull the 擂主 off the throne.
The last person to sit on the throne would receive the highest honor in the Chinese music production industry: the God of Song!
Su Yu had no objections to this. No matter how it was contested, becoming the God of Song by stepping on all opponents from the very first match was a rather good way to win, saving him from accusations of lacking substance.
"Next, please enjoy the performances of the trainees!!"
On the stage for the formal competition, the host was much more reserved. After all, the refund segment was a tradition of the fifth district and was not present in other districts.
However, when the trainees came out, some of the audience from the fifth district spontaneously started chanting the slogan, "Elegant and Easygoing."
Gradually, other audience members were influenced and joined in the chanting.
Seeing this, the host felt a sense of familiarity.
...
As there was no segment for the producer-singer group to perform this time,
The trainees' performances were followed directly by the selection of keywords.
The order of challenging the 擂主 would start from those with the worst data.
Among the four ace producers, Liu Qiliang naturally had the worst data.
The district he belonged to had weaker overall strength, and his style was niche, with no significant gap between him and his opponents.
When Liu Qiliang walked to the center of the stage and looked up at Su Yu on the throne,
The entire venue fell silent.
The audience's eyes were filled with a peculiar anticipation.
"Haha, the first match is already filled with tension!"
"I wonder if Ting Yu will continue his style in the formal competition and have a square dance battle with Liu Qiliang."
"Although it would be better for Ting Yu to play it safe, why do I really want to see him continue to be so stubborn?"
"Haha, me too. I used to think Ting Yu was stubborn and arrogant, but now I feel like he wouldn't be Ting Yu if he wasn't arrogant."
"It's only with such an arrogant person, who constantly mouths 'low-key' and 'just a little bit familiar,' that we can feel no sense of discordance. That's only Ting Yu."
As the audience discussed,
On stage, the trainees who had finished their performances also came to the center.
Liu Yinfei and Ren Yun stood at the C position, while the Shen Qingfeng siblings were at the back corner of the group. Seeing this, Liu Yinfei's smile widened, and his heart rejoiced.
As long as he could sing Ting Yu's songs, he was confident of securing the position of group leader!
"I believe many viewers are wondering why there's no singer group this time. It's because the difficulty has increased. Producers not only have to write songs but also select singers from these fifty-odd trainees to complete their songs."
After the host finished speaking, the audience erupted in another wave of clamor.
This promotional effort was a bit too much.
It was a naked declaration of promoting newcomers.
This significantly increased the difficulty of the competition.
These trainees were called trainees precisely because they were new and still in the process of practice.
And among the newcomers,
"Please welcome the two producers to select keywords!" The host knew the audience would react this way and didn't say much more.
As soon as he finished speaking,
The words on the large screen on stage began to flicker.
Finally, five keywords settled.
"Folk Style" "Flower Fragrance" "Hometown Sea" "Night Scenery" "Spark" Dafeng Novel Network
As soon as these five words appeared,
Liu Qiliang's pupils contracted sharply: "I choose Folk Style!"
That's right, his existing material was almost depleted. He had saved a song about folk style for last. He knew he wouldn't win the championship, and reaching this point with his square dance music was already beyond his expectations. However, if Ting Yu stubbornly challenged him, he was confident he could fight back!
No one understood square dancing better than me!
This was his confidence!
"I also choose Folk Style."
Just then, Su Yu's voice echoed across the venue.
Liu Qiliang's expression changed.
Was this a provocation?
He chose Folk Style, and Su Yu also chose the same word. It was highly likely that Su Yu intended to engage in a square dance battle. He wanted to defeat him using the same keyword and style.
Heh, wishful thinking.
"Next, please the two producers choose their singers. The 擂主 chooses first." The host's voice trembled slightly.
He had also sensed that Ting Yu's song was likely to be a square dance track.
With such intense tension in the very first match, he was already looking forward to the next one.
All the trainees looked at Su Yu, silently thinking, "Pick me, pick me!" Big Wind Novel
Liu Yinfei, standing at the C position, frowned.
He could tell that Ting Yu was preparing to release a square dance song.
This was not what he wanted.
His idea was that Ting Yu would choose him and then release a song in ancient style or a duet love song.
What was the point of square dancing?
What use were middle-aged and elderly fans?
Ting Yu was also too stubborn.
"I choose Shen Qingfeng and Shen Qingling. They are a combination, right?" Su Yu's voice suddenly rang out.
Liu Yinfei's face changed dramatically.
Damn it, Shen Qingfeng was already standing in the corner, and he still got chosen???
No, pick me!
Square dancing is fine too!
I'm not picky anymore!!!