Entertainment: Opening confession to all the female students in the class

The warm afternoon sun shines on the streets of Kyoto.

The sunlight is reflected on the windows of the Kyoto TV Hotel through the gossip mirror hanging at the entrance of the restaurant on the street.

Chen Donglai felt a little dazzling.

A slightly restless summer breeze blew by.

He slowly came back to his senses.

"call--"

He let out a long breath, and a smile appeared on his face.

He has made his decision.

That is not to change your decision.

He didn't intend to post an article to refute the rumors and clarify what Li Wanxuan said, so he let nature take its course.

No matter what the public opinion is, he wants to leave Yongxing and quit the entertainment circle temporarily.

As for how to explain to Li Wanxuan, let's tell the truth when the time comes.

There is also the final of "The King of Songs".

Just as the last curtain call before leaving, try your best and leave no regrets.

Thinking of this, Chen Donglai's eyes became firmer.

He got up slowly, opened the address book, and looked for a name named Zhao Shanhe.

He was the leader of the band he collaborated with in the second period.

The regulations for the finals of "Singer of the King" allow the use of bands from the second phase of cooperation to accompany the accompaniment.

But the accompaniment is not the key.

The key is the song style of the final round, which is a Cantonese pop song.

This is a huge challenge for most inland singers.

Pop songs are not difficult, but adding Cantonese characters makes it very difficult.

After all, if a singer who doesn't understand Cantonese wants to learn a Cantonese song proficiently in a short period of time, and also be able to perform it standardly, the difficulty is even more difficult than practicing an English song.

As for those contestants who have ideas about the championship or the top three, they need to prepare original songs.

This is harder.

In recent years, there are fewer and fewer Cantonese songwriters.

To create a good Cantonese love song in such a short period of time is extremely demanding for the composer.

Under all kinds of difficulties, there are only seven days.

Because Chen Donglai lay flat a few days ago, there are only three days left now.

At most, this time is only enough for the band to practice, and it must be too late to learn to sing a Cantonese song again.

But fortunately, Cantonese is not a problem for Chen Donglai.

In his previous life, apart from Kyoto, the place he traveled most often was Hong Kong and Guangdong.

In order to discuss business with the boss in Hong Kong and Guangdong, I don’t know how many drinks, each time I go for as little as a month, as long as half a year.

Over time, Cantonese, which is not fluent but sufficient for communication, has already been engraved in the depths of my soul.

Although it has been a long time since I spoke.

However, as long as you give yourself a little time to familiarize yourself with it, you can speak fluently again in no time.

Moreover, he customizes songs from the system, and the skills of singing songs will also be imprinted in his memory along with the lyrics.

Even if he doesn't speak Cantonese, with the memory and feeling engraved in his soul, he can quickly master the song.

"Hey, Teacher Xiao Chen!"

Zhao Shanhe's rough voice came from the phone.

"Brother Zhao, I would like to ask you to help me with the accompaniment in the finals. Is it convenient?"

Chen Donglai said what he wanted directly.

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Shanhe was stunned for a moment, and then said with surprise in his tone: "Of course it's convenient. When will you come over and what song are you going to sing?"

"An original Cantonese song, I will go to the recording studio to find you in a while!"

Chen Donglai said lightly.

"Okay, okay, you go first, I will be there with the band!"

Zhao Shanhe said with a happy face.

Wait until the phone hangs up.

He walked into the room a little excitedly.

Immediately waved to the brothers who were packing their luggage, and said loudly: "Brothers, stop busy, we are not in a hurry to leave!"

"Why don't you go, wait for me to travel in Kyoto?"

The bass player in the band glanced subconsciously.

Zhao Shanhe said with a happy face: "Mr. Chen did not retire, let's go to the recording studio of the TV station and get ready, and we can still be on stage!"

"True or false, who told it?"

"Yeah, didn't the staff member say that Mr. Chen was caught in the public opinion two days ago, and there is a high probability that he will retire from the competition?"

"Old Zhao, you are not being deceived by others, are you?"

The guitarist of the band and others spoke one after another.

Yes, as a middle-aged band.

Although they have rich experience and good skills, they rarely have the opportunity to be on the big stage.

Being invited to Kyoto TV this time is an opportunity they value very much.

However, Chen Donglai, who cooperated with them a few days ago, suddenly broke out in public opinion.

Then the so-called staff came to inform them that Chen Donglai was caught in the public opinion, and there was a high probability that he would retire from the competition, so they had to be prepared.

There have been many precedents for this kind of thing before.

In addition, Chen Donglai has not contacted them for the past few days, so they are more determined.

A group of people are ready to go back to pick up commercial performances and continue to live.

Unexpectedly, there were only three days left before the final, but Chen Donglai called them himself.

After a while, in the recording studio of Kyoto TV station.

Zhao Shanhe and others hurried over.

The first moment he saw Chen Donglai, Zhao Shanhe stepped forward excitedly and said, "Mr. Chen, you have been waiting for a long time!"

"No, I've only been here for a while!"

Chen Donglai responded lightly.

Indeed, he had just arrived, and after notifying Zhao Shanhe, he realized that he hadn't prepared his song yet.

So I selected songs in the room, wrote the score, and then came to the recording studio.

Zhao Shanhe took a deep breath and said impatiently: "Mr. Chen, you just said on the phone that you want an original Cantonese song, right? Can we watch it first?"

"of course can!"

Chen Donglai directly handed over the printed sheet music.

Zhao Shanhe was a little nervous, took a deep breath and took the score.

He knows very well how few good Cantonese songs have been produced in recent years.

And Chen Donglai is so young, it is not clear whether he can understand Cantonese.

Even though there are so many works comparable to golden songs, they are all ordinary Chinese songs.

There is a huge difference between Mandarin Chinese and Chinese.

What will happen to his original Cantonese works, we still have to watch them.

Looking at the title of the song, Zhao Shanhe breathed a sigh of relief.

Compared with those song titles that are exaggerated or affectionate, the title of this song is relatively simple, which is already the first step to success.

However, what can this song title write?
Love songs should not be written!

Is it an inspirational song?

But it's not quite like it.

With doubts, Zhao Shanhe continued to look at the score and lyrics.

"I actually used the guzheng as an accompaniment!"

"There are also cucurbit silk, drums, and strings... Can these combinations create songs?"

"Hey, the rhythm of the melody, and the lyrics, it seems that it can really..."

Zhao Shanhe looked at the song score with a strange expression.

Dang even attracted several band members to flock up.

"Old Zhao, how are you doing?"

"I'll take a look!"

"I'll take a look too!"