The young woman's name is Ren Yue, and she is also a contestant in this competition.

She is also a popular female singer known online as "Westlife Girl".

She became an internet sensation after singing in a subway passage in Nishi-ku, Kyoto.

There was even a director who made a web movie based on her story called "Westlife Girl".

Like Zhao Bao, Ren Yue is also returning with her original song "If I Met You".

He also harbored a burning desire to compete with Wang Yueheng.

Ren Yue's words immediately silenced the other complaining contestants, who looked embarrassed.

Oh right, how could I have forgotten that Wang Yueheng was a torchbearer for the Hangzhou Asian Games?

Moreover, as an officially announced torchbearer, the importance of his personal safety is self-evident.

Jealousy, envy, and bitterness surged into everyone's hearts once again.

Each contestant had no choice but to carry their own luggage and board the airport shuttle bus sent by the TV station.

Or you can simply take a taxi to the hotel yourself.

...

"Hello, Director Qi, this is Yue Heng."

"Last time, Director Zhan invited me to write a song for the Palace Museum, and this time I've brought my new work..."

After returning to the hotel and settling in, Wang Yueheng first contacted Qi Xingguo, the curator of the Palace Museum Ceramics Gallery.

Wang Yueheng just finished singing "Blue and White Porcelain" in the previous round of the competition.

Zhan Chongdao, the curator of the Palace Museum, specifically sought out Wang Yueheng and invited him to write a promotional song for the Palace Museum.

I hope he can use holographic effects to shoot a high-tech music video for the Palace Museum.

For this reason, Wang Yueheng was specially appointed as the image ambassador for the Palace Museum Ceramics Gallery.

It's perfect timing to take advantage of this semi-final of "I Want to Be on the Spring Festival Gala".

Wang Yueheng decided to bring out this promotional song that he had prepared long ago.

This can be considered as repaying the old curator's favor.

"Oh, Yue Heng! That's wonderful."

"We have a lot of work to do at the Palace Museum, and we can't get away for the time being. Would it be convenient for you to come over in person?"

"There are a few other things I need to tell you."...

Qi Xingguo seemed somewhat surprised to receive Wang Yueheng's call.

He thought it would take Wang Yueheng at least ten days to half a month to write the new song.

I didn't expect them to produce works for the Palace Museum in such a short time.

I've heard the promotional song "Blue and White Porcelain" that Wang Yueheng wrote specifically for the ceramics exhibition.

Qi Xingguo was also full of curiosity and anticipation for the songs that this young singer composed specifically for the Palace Museum.

I wish they could sing another classic song.

"Okay, I'll call you when I get there."

Wang Yueheng readily replied.

It's currently the peak season for summer tourism.

As a well-known tourist attraction, the Palace Museum receives nearly 40,000 visitors every day.

It's no surprise that Qi Xingguo and Director Zhan Chongdao are both very busy.

Anyway, the song arrangement was already completed, and Wang Yueheng didn't have anything important to do in the afternoon.

Just treat it as a visit to the Forbidden City.

"Alas, what a pity..."

"I hope you can continue to rely on your abilities and have good luck this time."

After hanging up the phone.

Thinking of something else, Qi Xingguo sighed inwardly and muttered to himself.

...

The hotel where Wang Yueheng stayed was only half an hour away from the Forbidden City.

Under the leadership of Qi Xingguo.

Soon, he met Director Zhan, the same person he had met before, in the working area inside the Palace Museum.

It's probably because I've been working so hard lately.

The already white-haired curator, Zhan Chongdao, seemed to have even more wrinkles on his forehead.

Upon learning that Wang Yueheng had brought a piece of music specially composed for the Palace Museum.

The former curator, Zhan Chongdao, was also very pleased and quickly invited him to his office.

Besides Zhan Chongdao and his old acquaintance Qi Xingguo.

At this moment, another man who appeared to be a leader was sitting in the curator's office.

The other person was around forty years old, with a square face, small eyes, and thin lips.

He wore frameless glasses and had a calculating look on his face.

"This is Zheng Jianjia, the head of the publicity department of our Palace Museum."

"I heard you were bringing your work, so I came all the way here to wait for you."

Zhan Chongdao pointed to the middle-aged man sitting on the sofa and introduced him to Wang Yueheng.

"Hello Director Zheng, I am singer Wang Yueheng."

Through facial features skills.

Wang Yueheng immediately recognized the man's sharp and sarcastic personality and subconsciously kept a certain distance from him.

"Hello Yue Heng, I've long admired your name, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Zheng Jianjia stood up and shook hands briefly with Wang Yueheng.

He said he was happy, but his tone was lukewarm.

“I heard from Director Zhan that he invited you to write a song for our museum last time.”

"To be honest, our museum's publicity department has also contacted several well-known musicians to create promotional music."

"After all, the Palace Museum's publicity involves the image of our Dragon Kingdom."

"Whether it's our museum or our superiors, we definitely need to be more cautious about publicity. I hope you can understand."

"Director Zhan values ​​your talent highly, and we don't want this matter to cause any misunderstandings."

Sure enough, as soon as I sat down...

The propaganda department leader, Zheng Jianjia, spoke first, his tone cold.

Unlike the approachable curator Zhan Chongdao.

Zheng Jianjia's speech and behavior carried the air of someone in a superior position.

It's like deliberately lowering yourself to communicate and interact with artists like Wang Yueheng.

This is probably what is meant by the air of officialdom that comes with power.

"Director Zheng is straightforward and speaks his mind directly."

"I only learned about the songwriting project from the publicity department later at the meeting."

"But we will select the best songs to use, so you don't need to worry about that."

Before Wang Yueheng could answer, the curator Zhan Chongdao spoke up.

There was also a hint of helplessness in his tone.

Despite being the curator, the Palace Museum, as a national first-class museum, does not have complete control over some matters.

Zhan Chongdao only learned about the publicity department's request for creative work later in an internal meeting.

Especially Zheng Jianjia, who, relying on his connections in the court, likes to act on his own initiative and make decisions without consulting the authorities.

Zhan Chongdao usually turns a blind eye to this.

I just didn't expect it.

After inviting Wang Yueheng to write a song, Zheng Jianjia even went to find someone to help create a promotional song.

I don't know if it's to build connections.

Or perhaps it's to demonstrate their influence in the entertainment industry to other leaders.

"Thank you for informing me of this information, Director Zheng. I understand."

"This song was originally intended for a competition."

"If I am fortunate enough to be selected and recruited by the curator, it would be a pleasant surprise."

After hearing Zhan Chongdao's explanation, Wang Yueheng nodded slightly and replied calmly.

He did not show any sign of disappointment.

Even if the song is not used by the Palace Museum, I won't suffer much loss.

It's just that there's one less channel for promotion, so the popularity isn't as high as expected.

And through their words.

Wang Yueheng had already guessed that the relationship between the head of the publicity department and the museum director was not harmonious.

He's more like a troublemaker.

“I admire your awareness; you’re clearly someone who can achieve great things.”

"I heard you brought some artwork with you. Would you mind showing it to us?"

He showed no disappointment or distress upon seeing Wang Yueheng.

Zheng Jianjia was slightly startled, then pushed up his glasses and asked.

Although a candidate had already been chosen.

To be on the safe side, he wanted to look at Wang Yueheng's work first.

"Excuse me, have the other creators finished their songs?"