What should I do if I am critically ill at the beginning and divorced by my little diva?

In this round of academic exchanges, except for a few guests, most of the attendees were composers. It is not open to the general public.

According to previous experience, not many ordinary people will be interested in this because it is too professional.

Even if I want to hear it, I can’t understand it.

If you really want to watch it, you can only watch it live.

After President Sun introduced the masters present, his eyes turned to Xiao Han and the others.

"This is a rare opportunity, so you should seize it. If you have any questions, you can start asking them now~"

After saying that, he walked off the stage with the help of his assistant.

The composers in the audience did not get up to ask questions immediately.

They looked at each other, as if waiting for something.

The two gold medal songwriters sitting in the corner couldn't bear it at first. They were afraid that their questions would lose value after the aces started asking questions and communicating.

The two encouraged each other and mustered up the courage to raise their hands first.

“Okay, let’s invite the songwriter to come on stage and ask questions.”

Chairman Sun extended his hand to invite him to the stage.

Once you get started, the rest becomes smoother.

One by one, songwriters took to the stage with questions that troubled them.

Everyone in the audience was busy writing, and the masters’ explanations were full of useful information.

Even if you don’t need it temporarily, it’s good to go back and read and digest it slowly.

Xiao Han, as the first place in the third round, sat in the middle position.

There is already a thick stack of notes in the notebook in front of him. Even though Goudan is around, he still remembers to improve himself.

Only knowledge that is in one's own hands is real knowledge.

If Goudan disappears one day, he can still live well on his own.

At this time, Xiao Han was eagerly absorbing nutrients. After several years of working in the industry, many of the problems that had troubled him were solved.

In the background of the system, the property panel is changing rapidly.

Intermediate composition and beginning lyrics are moving forward in leaps and bounds toward advanced and intermediate levels.

They are about to be upgraded one after another.

Time passed by, and the ace songwriters walked off the stage one by one with satisfied smiles.

Finally, only Xiao Han was left.

The masters who had fallen asleep suddenly cheered up.

They looked at Xiao Han who was walking towards the stage with bright eyes.

The main event is coming.

Xiao Han found a few unanswered questions and waited patiently for the master's explanation.

The masters are worthy of being masters. Their words are concise and clear, and their content analysis is easy to understand.

Xiao Han couldn't help but sigh at the masters' erudition and talent.

Before he knew it, his basic lyric writing had been upgraded to intermediate level, and his intermediate level composition was just a step away.

Once the opportunity is reached, the breakthrough will come naturally.

Soon, Xiao Han's questions were answered satisfactorily, and he bowed gratefully.

He really benefited a lot from this exchange of guidance.

After thanking him, Xiao Han was about to step off the stage when one of the masters called out to him.

"Little friend Xiao Han, please stay. We have answered your questions, and now we have a few questions we want to ask you."

As soon as the words fell, the masters were all shocked.

Finally it was their turn to perform.

Whether Xiao Han has real materials and whether he can withstand the test depends on his next performance.

"Please tell me, I will tell you everything I know."

Xiao Han stood there and said calmly.

This moment has come.

In the guest seat, Lin Qingluo had sat up straight and looked worriedly at the stage.

Facing so many masters, he was afraid that Xiao Han wouldn't be able to cope with them.

Afraid that he would be hit.

At this moment, the composer in the audience also stopped recording and raised his head to look at Xiao Han.

Putting themselves in their shoes, if it was them standing on the stage at this moment, they would probably be at a loss for what to do.

There was worry and gloating in his eyes as he looked over.

They are all waiting to see Xiao Han's performance.

"In the past two days, the word 'Chinese style' has been heard the most in our ears. It has been passed around and there are signs of deification. Now we want to hear your true thoughts."

"Furthermore, we want to know if you have any similar works. After all, one work alone is not very convincing."

After finishing speaking, the master looked at Xiao Han.

He expected to hear an affirmative answer.

He doesn't want this to be just a flash in the pan, he hopes that the music industry can bloom and flourish.

In the expectant eyes of the masters, Xiao Han smiled confidently.

Fortunately Goudan has woken up, otherwise he might not be able to get off stage today.

"About 'Chinese Style', I already talked about it in enough detail yesterday. As for new works, I actually have one here."

Xiao Han said lightly, with a relaxed tone.

It seems to be a very easy thing to say.

The masters and composers in the audience didn't think so.

It was already noisy.

They really didn't expect that Xiao Han would actually have inventory in his hands.

This can only show that Xiao Han has been exploring the 'Chinese style' for a long time, and it is not an accidental creation on a whim.

After a moment of chaos, all eyes focused on Xiao Han again.

At this time, Xiao Han still maintained a smiling expression.

His consciousness has already sunk into the system.

"Goudan, we are in urgent need. Come out quickly. I want to customize it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Goudan had already solidified in front of him.

"Please host to enter the requirements~"

Customized modules slowly unfold before your eyes.

Xiao Han ignored the verbosity and raised his hand to enter the request.

'Customized, Chinese style songs~'

After clicking OK, lines of text begin to be generated in front of you.

'Hair as Snow', three million

"Thousands of Miles Away", three million

"Blue and White Porcelain", 5 million

"Mudanjiang", 2 million

"Flower Field", 2.8 million

"Jiangnan", 2.8 million

"Thousand Baidu", three million

...'

Xiao Han looked at the result in front of him, still familiar words.

There are so many songs, which one should you choose?

Thinking about the style of "East Wind Break", Xiao Han made a decision in his mind.

That's it!

Thinking about it, he reached out and clicked it.

There was a flash of light, and a stack of music scores appeared in his hand.

Not caring to look through it, Xiao Han quickly came to his senses.

He was afraid that something uncontrollable would happen outside.

Just as he regained consciousness, Xiao Han put away the smile on his lips. Looking up, he was greeted by countless longing looks.

"When I was composing "East Wind Breaks", I also wrote a melody. If you don't mind, I can play it live for you."

With that said, Xiao Han looked at the masters in the audience.

He believed it would be more convincing.

As soon as he finished speaking, the master who had already waited impatiently urged the staff to prepare.

Everything that happened on the stage has already been shown in the live broadcast.

There were not many people in the live broadcast room, but as Xiao Han came on stage, the number of people began to skyrocket.

They all came for Xiao Han, and also for the second "Chinese Style" song that was about to appear.

"The wait is finally here. I didn't expect to hear new Chinese songs so soon."

"That's enough for Xiao Han. We obviously have it in stock, so why don't you send it out quickly? It's always a matter of interest to us."

"Look forward to it, don't let us down~"

"Thank you, Master, otherwise I don't know when I would be able to hear it."

"If this time's works are still at the same level, then Xiao Han's status will be unshakable. I would like to call him the father of 'Chinese style'."

"..."

After much anticipation, Xiao Han was finally ready.