After everyone arrived, the staff took each group of artists to their own practice room, and the rehearsal officially began.
In other practice rooms, while the guests were still cramming for exams, Yue Shao and his three friends had already started discussing what to eat tonight.
Zhou Yiyang did not stop them. After all, the level of effort they had put in these days was enough to be used in the recording.
"Two days of rehearsal, and recording the day after tomorrow. So what day are we going back?" Su Yin still found time to ask Zhou Yiyang while dancing using muscle memory.
"I'll be back after two days. The New Year's Eve party I discussed with Shanghai TV is almost ready." Zhou Yiyang said seriously.
"Brother Yang," Lin Xuan'er's eyes lit up. She knew that the party Zhou Yiyang hosted would be completely different from other parties, both in terms of format and process. "Can you tell me how this party was organized?"
"Well," Zhou Yiyang deliberately dragged out his words until all of them turned to look at him. Then he suddenly replied, "Keep it a secret."
In an instant, the expressions of these people froze, and Wang Xingrui even exclaimed, "Brother Yang, you really like to be mysterious now!"
"That's right." Su Yin nodded vigorously: "How can we guess if you do that?"
Zhou Yiyang did not answer their questions and remained in suspense.
The two-day rehearsal period ended quickly, and by the third day of official recording, the facial expressions of the four of them were extremely relaxed.
"The only regret," Wang Xingrui muttered as she walked into the waiting hall, "is that there are no audiences here today."
"Who said there isn't one?" Tang Yue immediately refuted Wang Xingrui's point, then continued in a taunting tone, "Have you forgotten our hard-working staff? Ruirui, you're becoming less and less concerned about ordinary people."
Wang Xingrui snorted, and finally clung tightly to Lin Xuaner, as if to say, I won't bother with you.
Su Yin chuckled and said to Tang Yue, "You're too childish. But honestly, when I think about the fact that there are only staff and artists who have finished their performances in the audience when we sing, it feels a little weird."
"Of course." Lin Xuan'er nodded. "When I sing, it's really different if I get feedback and reactions from the audience. I even think I could sing a few more songs. Whether I sing well or make mistakes, at least you can feel that they are truly listening to you."
"Look," Ling Hu walked behind them. After they finished talking, he said to Luo Chen, "This awareness is completely different from ours. This is the difference between an excellent student and a poor student."
Luo Chen, who usually rarely responded to Ling Hu's jokes, actually took the initiative to speak up now, "Indeed, we were both thinking that it would be great to have no audience, no pressure. And if we make a mistake, we can always re-record it. The four of them, they hadn't considered that at all."
After listening to what the two men said, the four of them realized one thing: this was a recording and could be recorded repeatedly.
But they completely forgot about this matter, and all they could think about was the past.
Zhou Yiyang glanced at the two of them, as if seeing Su Yin and Tang Yue back then. "Although we can re-record, please don't make too many mistakes. I can't afford to lose face. Luo Chen, I'm actually quite confident in your singing and dancing. After training with Ling Hu, it seems like you've become assimilated into him."
Luo Chen felt a little embarrassed after hearing what Zhou Yiyang said: "Boss Zhou, I am actually training hard. You will see later. I will try my best to pass it in one try!"
Ling Hu broke out in a cold sweat, not only because Zhou Yiyang had just criticized him, but also because Luo Chen had promised to pass it in one go.
He sighed and whispered in Luo Chen's ear, "My Chenchen, are you confused? Let's do it in one go? You've fallen for our CEO Zhou's provocation!"
But after this joke, they both completely relaxed.
The recording started at one o'clock in the afternoon.
Like other agents, Zhou Yiyang sat with the group of staff and accompanied them in the recording.
However, upon closer inspection, there are differences.
Zhou Yiyang was sitting in the center of the first row. On his left was the fat director of the evening party. This was a place that other agents could not sit.
"Mr. Zhou, can all four of them pass it in one try? I heard they did really well in the rehearsals these past two days."
The fat director wiped his sweat and said that he was also nervous.
Although there is no limit on the number of performances in recorded broadcasts, one person's mistake will delay the work of all artists and staff, so most artists do not want to record repeatedly.
As a director, he naturally didn't want that. He started recording at one o'clock early today just to avoid the consequences of staying up late to record.
The artists backstage were all chatting and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
When the staff came in, Wen Yuan, as the opening artist for tonight's show, walked over with brisk steps.
"It's time to clean my ears." Wang Xingrui said expectantly, her eyes lighting up.
"Well, no matter what, there is no problem with Sister Wen Yuan's singing skills." Lin Xuan'er also leaned forward.
When Wen Yuan appeared on the stage, the artists backstage and the staff below the stage all cheered excitedly.
Wen Yuan waved to everyone very kindly before starting her singing.
Her technique was still so stable that Zhou Yiyang couldn't tell any difference from the recording studio.
However, no matter how superb Wen Yuan's skills are, her vocal function has indeed deteriorated.
If it were the previous Wen Yuan, she would have improvised the final high note and sang it in her real voice.
But now she used a falsetto, and both Wang Xingrui and Lin Xuaner noticed this.
Wang Xingrui remembered what Wen Yuan once said to her, "I am very optimistic that you will replace me in the future", but she did not expect that day would come so soon.
"Ruirui," Lin Xuan'er whispered in her ear, "It seems there aren't many active female vocalists left in our country."
"Yeah." Wang Xingrui nodded: "We all need to work harder!"
Wen Yuan sang three songs, all of which were her famous works. She sang them with ease and performed them well in one go, not surprisingly.
However, there was something wrong with the singer who sang after Wen Yuan. It took three recordings before it was considered a success.
At this time, the relaxed atmosphere backstage was gone and everyone became a little nervous.
Only one-third of the performers had arrived, but Su Yin realized that three hours had already passed quietly.
"Everyone's making a lot of mistakes, and the atmosphere is so depressing." Su Yin said worriedly, "Will it be after midnight by the time we start singing?"
Tang Yue uttered a cry and suddenly closed her eyes: "I'll sleep for a while, wake me up when it's our turn."
At this time, Luo Chen and Ling Hu, under tremendous pressure, stepped onto the stage.
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