Chapter 335 A crossover work that appeals to all ages, the upcoming finals of The Singer.

Guo Gang was still immersed in the melody of "The Storyteller".

Suddenly, someone next to me asked me a question.

That's when he came to his senses.

The expression on his face also changed from initial resentment and dissatisfaction to a more subtle one.

Especially when I heard the American embassy staff praising the song my son sang.

Guo Gang immediately put on a smile and said to his apprentices, "Which of you is good at English? Tell him in English that it was my son Guo Dalin who sang this song!"

"Master, they understand Chinese, so we can just speak directly..."

Yan He whispered a reminder from the side.

Guo Gang proudly raised his bald head: "That's different. They understand it better when we speak in English."

"Master is right!"

The youngest is Zhang Haomiao.

He then clearly told Kelly, an employee of the American embassy, ​​in English that the song was sung by Guo Dalin, the young leader of the Deyun Society.

He also specifically emphasized that this was a new song that Guo Dalin recorded in just one day.

"What? I know Guo Dalin, isn't he a crosstalk performer? How come he's singing now?"

"His voice is amazing!"

"Congratulations, Mr. Guo, on having such an outstanding son!"

Sure enough, I learned that the song I had just heard was actually written by the young master of the Guo family from the Deyun Society.

Kelly, the blonde, blue-eyed cultural official, looked surprised.

No wonder Guo Dalin didn't come to the Sanlitun Theater with his father, Guo Gang, for the performance today.

So they went to record a song.

After seeing the foreign embassy staff member off.

Guo Gang's smile faded, and he fell silent once more.

He was originally determined to have his son, Guo Dalin, terminate his contract with Wang Yueheng.

For a moment, they began to waver.

I just thought about the song my son sang.

Guo Gang was filled with mixed feelings.

Hearing his son read a letter to him in this way.

A strange feeling of regret popped into his mind.

I regret that I was too strict with Guo Dalin on a daily basis.

I regret not providing proper guidance.

So much so that she never even realized her son had such outstanding talent in traditional Chinese performing arts!

Could it be that he's following Wang Yueheng's lead?

Is it really more suitable than following me?

"Alright, let's observe him a bit more and see what other tricks this kid can come up with."

After leaving the theater and getting into the van, the electric door slowly closed.

Guo Gang leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes, deciding to temporarily stop pursuing the matter of getting Wang Yueheng to terminate his contract with his son.

...

Kyoto's sixth ring road.

Inside an ordinary residential community in Daxing District.

"Bang bang bang"

Zhai Kun, a college student on summer vacation, is video chatting with his girlfriend in his room.

Suddenly, my dad started banging on the door from outside.

While filming, Dad shouted, "Xiao Kun, come out quickly and get me this video ringtone."

"Ugh...so annoying..."

Zhai Kun felt annoyed when he heard that his father wanted him to help him with his phone's short video function again.

Ever since my dad learned from the neighbor that he could download some super-fast video software to earn red envelopes (cash rewards),

Every day, they happily scroll through short videos on their phones to earn red envelopes.

Every day, my phone is filled with news of this billionaire CEO being humiliated and treated like a lowly laborer.

It's basically a plot summary of the story where the son of the returning war god is locked in a dog cage...

Zhai Kun has had enough of this since summer vacation started.

That's not all.

In order to receive more red envelopes.

My dad also downloaded a bunch of junk software according to the video software's requirements.

This causes my phone to freeze and crash from time to time, so I inevitably have to ask him to help clean it up.

Just for a red envelope that costs less than two yuan a day...

"Honey, wait for me a minute, I'll call you back in a bit."

Unfortunately, I couldn't disobey my father's orders.

After reluctantly ending the video call with his girlfriend, Zhai Kun stormed out of the room.

He decided to have a serious talk with his father this time.

Stop making yourself suffer all day over a few cents in red envelopes.

At worst, I'll just ask for 100 yuan less in living expenses; consider it a red envelope for my dad.

"Dad, what's going on this time? Maybe we should stop watching these pointless short videos..."

Zhai Kun was about to complain when his father, wearing reading glasses and holding a mobile phone, interrupted him:

"Come over here and see how to extract the song from the video to use as a phone ringtone?"

What song is it? Is it a traditional opera?

Listening to the loud drumming and gonging accompaniment coming from his phone, Zhai Kun asked speechlessly.

My dad likes listening to storytelling.

Why have you become obsessed with listening to music again?

"I don't know either, it seems to be sung by someone named Guo Dalin, it's pretty good, I want to make it my phone ringtone."

The father handed over the phone, looking puzzled.

"Who? Guo Dalin? Don't kid me, Dad. He's a crosstalk performer, okay?"

"What kind of weird tutorial video have you watched this time? I'm going to report it for you later..."

Hearing his father's story, Zhai Kun almost burst out laughing.

The young master of Deyun Society has stopped performing crosstalk and started singing traditional opera.

I guess only my own dad could tell a joke like that.

However, when Zhai Kun took the phone, his gaze fell on the screen.

After noticing the scene in the video.

He froze there as if he'd been electrocuted.

"Huh? This... Holy crap, is this for real?!"

When the video footage was shown, Guo Dalin was standing in the recording studio wearing a headset and recording a song into the microphone.

Furthermore, the background of the video features the sound of Guo Dalin singing.

Zhai Kun couldn't help but swear in front of his father.

Such video clips.

It wasn't a proper music video; it was more like behind-the-scenes footage from the recording of a song.

Then take a look at the author who published it.

It was clearly the official account of "Hengxue Entertainment Studio"!

Zhai Kun was greatly surprised.

Has Guo Dalin, the young master of Deyun Society and a well-known crosstalk performer, really gone to sing?

And another somewhat familiar figure appeared in the shot.

It is none other than Wang Yueheng, a singer who recently rose to fame with his traditional Chinese style songs!

It seems he was instructing Guo Dalin on how to record a song.

"I asked you to set my phone ringtone, why are you making such a fuss? Is the person singing your classmate or something?"

Hearing his son swear in front of him, the father took off his reading glasses and tapped Guo Kun on the forehead, expressing his displeasure.

"No, Dad... Guo Dalin really did sign with Wang Yueheng's studio!"

Do you know what this means?

The comments section was filled with discussions about Guo Dalin's new song and his joining Hengxue Entertainment Studio.

Zhai Kun, also a fan of Wang Yueheng, was like a latecomer to the drama.

His speech became somewhat incoherent.

"That means he signed a contract with someone."

"You silly child, I asked you to make a ringtone for my phone, why are you acting like you've been frightened?"

"Do you know how to do it? If not, I'll go to the neighbor's house and ask their kid to help me."

The father, eager to retrieve his phone to earn coins and red envelopes, said impatiently.

"Okay! I'll get it done for you right away!"

Zhai Kun had no choice but to suppress his urge to listen to the whole song and quickly find the phone's ringtone settings.

Help my dad set the new song Wang Yueheng wrote for Guo Dalin as his phone ringtone.

"Alright, give it to your dad..."

"Wait a minute, Dad, don't you dislike listening to pop songs? Why did you decide to set this song as your ringtone?"

I finally managed to set a new song as my dad's ringtone on his Android phone.

Zhai Kun then remembered something, turned to look at his father and asked in surprise.

strangeness.

When did my dad start liking pop music?

"This song is alright, it has a certain charm, much better than all your love songs!"

"He waves his fan and slams his gavel on the table in front of everyone; dear readers, please listen carefully to his explanation~"

My dad, who loves listening to storytelling, didn't explain much, and turned around to continue farming gold coins while humming a melody.

Zhai Kun was speechless for a moment.

Is this song really that captivating?

Even my father, who's over fifty, has become obsessed...

"How could I not know about such a big news!"