A top superstar who started as a composer

Chapter 166 Supplement
The next day, at around nine o'clock in the morning, Yu Hai was woken up by the sound of the phone.

"Xiao Luo, what have you been doing lately?"

Yu Hai looked at the call, it was Qu's father, Sun Qizheng.

Since exchanging contact information with the other party, the old man would find him to communicate with him from time to time, but it was rare to call him directly.

Yu Hai replied honestly: "I'm playing in Rongcheng!"

Sun Qizheng was very surprised: "Will you kid go out to play? I thought you only like to stay at home!"

Yu Hai smiled embarrassedly: "It's good to come out once in a while!"

Sun Qizheng chattered: "Indeed, but you have to pay attention to safety! You have to be with people at all times. I wonder if it would be better for you to have two bodyguards by your side? Look at those small stars in China, when they go out, the bodyguards are better than the onlookers." There are more people..."

Sun Qizheng was more than a round older than Lin Wenze, so it's normal for older people to talk a lot.

Yu Hai didn't interrupt him, just listened patiently, as to whether to do it or not is another matter.

In fact, his agent, Tang Cheng, had mentioned to him about hiring bodyguards before. After all, top-notch fans are always hot-headed and reckless, and last time something like that happened at the airport, the people in the team were a little bit nervous. worried.

But Yu Hai didn't think it was necessary. In an environment like Huaxia, wouldn't it be possible for an adult to guarantee his own safety when he went out every day?
Tang Cheng couldn't hold him back, considering that he stayed at home every day except for participating in the show, so he didn't make any tough arrangements.

Yu Hai is not a character who can please the elderly, and most of the time when he gets along with Elder Sun, the other party says, he listens.

But with the buff blessing of Brilliant Talent, the process can be considered harmonious and natural.

After the old senior complained about some of the fresh meat in the circle, he got back to business: "Has Xiao Luo paid attention to this year's Asian Culture and Music Exchange Conference?"

After thinking about it for two seconds, Yu Hai replied decisively: "No!"

Sun Qizheng choked, but in a blink of an eye he felt it was a matter of course, and he found a reason for the other party.

Only in this way can I write better works by focusing on what is going on outside the window.

Whale Fall is indeed different from many impetuous young people nowadays.

"It's like this." The old senior patiently explained: "This year's exchange meeting will be held in Qingcheng on the 25th of this month, which is two weeks later. It was booked before, but I received news here that there is something wrong with the author of a piece of work, and now I need to reschedule a program to make up for it!"

"Something went wrong? What's the problem?" Yu Hai asked.

Sun Qizheng was speechless, is this the point?
However, he has a higher tolerance for whale falling than others, so he still said vaguely: "I heard that he was sued by a female singer!"

Sue, she is still a female singer, she seems to be a big melon in the entertainment industry!
Yu Hai was a little curious about who the composer of Thunderstorm was.

But the old man obviously didn't want to say more, so he had to wait for future news.

Sun Qizheng continued: "I thought, if you have a suitable work here, you can come here to see the world..."

Yu Hai thought for a while and asked, "Do you have any requirements for the work?"

"There are no specific requirements, folk music works are best!" Daddy Sun Qu said, "Don't put too much pressure on you. Although it is a grand exchange meeting, many countries will pay attention to it, but we are Huaxia. For those To the pilgrims, all we give are gifts!"

Yu Hai felt that he understood what Sun Qu's father meant.

Thinking about being a world cultural center, the delegations from other countries who came to Qingcheng this time are all with a learning attitude!
Therefore, there is no shortage of etiquette in Huaxia, but I also feel that there is no need to pay too much attention to it, and it is the most important thing to do.

After all, thunder, rain and dew are all your favor!
Yu Hai thought for a while and asked, "I do have works, but can I bring the band there?"

"Of course, many composers like to cooperate with bands they are familiar with." Sun Qizheng said indifferently: "How long is your song?"

Yu Hai thought for a while: "About three to four minutes!"

"That's too short!" Sun Qizheng said with a frown, "My opinion is that the performance should be about 10 minutes long!"

There is still time to ask, Yu Hai is helpless: "Okay, I understand."

"Actually, you can prepare two songs, and it doesn't matter if it takes longer!" The old man comforted him: "Send me the songs when you have time, and I'll show it to the review department. If there is no problem, I will notify you of the rehearsal time, and you will come It’s time to bring someone directly to fly over.”

"Ok."

Yu Hai hung up the phone, thought for a while, exchanged two songs from the system, asked the front desk of the hotel for a blank sheet of paper, transcribed the score, and took a photo of it and sent it to Sun Qizheng.

Then he slowly started to eat breakfast.

Just after breakfast, Sun Qizheng sent him a message back.

After the review was passed, he was asked to give him the list of performers, and he notified the people of the literary and art association to arrange flights and accommodation for them.

Yu Hai did not immediately reply to the other party.

Although he said that he wanted to give Huang Xinghui and others a chance to reach the sky in one step, but in the end he had to ask their opinions.

If people don't like the pie that fell from the sky and think it's not tasty, then he won't force them to swallow it.

Yu Hai went directly to the door of the room opened to Huang Xinghui yesterday, knocked on the door, and knocked again. After a while, Huang Xinghui got up and opened the door for him with a hangover look on his face.

"Morning!" After he yawned, he turned his head and lay down again.

Yu Hai followed him into the room: "How do you feel?"

"Aha... that's good!" Huang Xinghui yawned again and said, "Where are you going to play today? I'll be your guide!"

"You're not familiar with this place, are you?" Yu Hai complained about him, and without waiting for him to refute, he directly explained the purpose of coming: "I have a temporary performance here, and I need a folk band. Do you have time to help?"

"Temporary performance?" Huang Xinghui cheered up, and the yawn disappeared immediately. He sat up straight and looked at him suspiciously: "What performance? Where is it?"

He suspected that after Yu Hai saw him in such a miserable situation yesterday, he specially contacted someone today to pick up a commercial show to help him.

But if this is the case, he is unwilling to accept it.

He knew very well in his heart that Jing Luo himself had never accepted commercial performances.

Also because of this, no matter people inside or outside the circle, they will subconsciously think highly of him.

After all, it is really rare in this circle to be able to insist on being a pure musician without being tempted by money.

It can be said that Jingluo is the only one. Even many people who are now at the top of the circle pyramid after their success and fame, inevitably made quick money when they first struggled in this circle.

Singing a song, you can get hundreds of thousands or even millions in just a few minutes. Who can resist such a temptation?
Moreover, Huang Xinghui also knew in his heart that many celebrities have to pay attention to grades when accepting commercial performances. He doesn't think that Jingluo's improvised activities can be worthy of his grade.
If just to help him, just pick up a small commercial performance, it would be too bad, and it would do harm to Jingluo.

(End of this chapter)