Name: Li Zhaoyang
Age: 22
[Occupation]: Silver Medal Lyricist and Composer
[Reputation]: 4.01 million
"A song titled 'In the Name of the Father' was commissioned."
Li Zhaoyang customized the item on the spot, his smile gradually becoming sinister.
The quality of "In the Name of the Father" is universally appealing, both domestically and internationally.
Let's end with "In the Name of the Father" as the last song.
[Ding! Customized work deducted ten times the reputation points, successfully deducting 3 million. Host has obtained a Customized Music Treasure Chest]
"Open."
[Ding! Successfully opened, you have obtained all the professional knowledge of the song "In the Name of the Father"!]
In the Name of the Father, one of the Dark Fantastic Trilogy, is a classic masterpiece.
It is also a work of art.
Indeed, its existence can no longer be described as music; it must be measured as a work of art.
"Zhaoyang, you still have a sixth draft?" Zhang Xincheng hurriedly ran over, lowering his voice to a whisper: "And the company doesn't have any more singers left..."
He thought Zhao Yang had lost his temper and forgot that he had no more drafts, so he wanted to continue the sixth round.
Zhang Xincheng initially thought Zhao Yang wanted to win the crown, but then he realized it was ridiculous.
He preferred to believe that Zhao Yang was too caught up in the moment and forgot that he had no more manuscripts left.
"Hmm, I'll write it now." Li Zhaoyang said the most pretentious thing he could think of: "Tianhe, can you still sing?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Tianhe rushed over as if he had been injected with chicken blood: "Yes! Teacher Zhaoyang, of course I can! I'm full of energy right now. Just tell me what to do next!"
"Ling'er, you sing along."
The chorus of "In the Name of the Father" is the essence of the song, and it requires a very distinctive voice to complement it.
No one is more suitable than Ling'er.
“Okay!” Bian Ling’er followed behind Zhao Tianhe.
Li Zhaoyang looked at the center of the arena again: "Sixth match, the finale."
No one at the scene dared to respond to him.
In particular, some foreign songwriters were also influenced by the Compendium of Materia Medica.
Music knows no borders. In the eyes of these most professional songwriters, although they think Compendium of Materia Medica is not very good, in terms of quality alone, Compendium of Materia Medica is the best of the night, and no one can beat it.
It's hard to believe this was written by a silver medalist lyricist and composer.
So when they heard Li Zhaoyang begin to wrap up his sixth performance, many people lowered their heads and remained silent.
"Baka!" Noda Kazuto stood up and cursed, "It's just a silver medal, and you're all so scared? Hurry up and make your move!"
Fuck you... Dave was already cursing in his mind. A silver medal?
Your silver medalist has produced five exceptionally high-quality works in a row?
Your family's silver medalist can write a top-notch masterpiece like the Compendium of Materia Medica.
Can your silver medalist beat five aces in a row?
“Zhaoyang single-handedly stunned all the aces, that’s interesting.” Manager Bian sat in his original seat, cracking sunflower seeds: “Letting my daughter develop a relationship with Zhaoyang was definitely the best decision I’ve ever made in my life.”
These words reached the ears of Zhao Anlan and Hua Nongying, and they were shocked.
Memories suddenly flooded my face.
How come... Did Manager Bian foresee that Li Zhaoyang would develop to this extent?
“I’ll do it!” Kim Jung-jeon, South Korea’s top songwriter, shouted: “Since this is your final work, just do whatever you want. There are no restrictions on the last song.”
Li Zhaoyang nodded, and then led Bian Ling'er and Zhao Tianhe into the recording studio.
Amidst great anticipation, both parties entered the recording studio one after the other.
This time, Li Zhaoyang may need to use more time.
So before going in, he left this message: "This sixth piece is written on the spot, and it may take some time. I hope my foreign friends will be understanding."
"Nonsense, what do you mean by writing it on the spot? This is psychological warfare, Old Jin acted impulsively!" Xiao Cheng Xiu Si was the first to disbelieve it.
Sure enough, ten minutes later, Kim Jung-tae had already come out, but there was still no sign of Li Zhaoyang.
Half an hour later.
Still, no one came out.
Kim Jung-jeon wiped a bead of cold sweat from his forehead: "What happened... Did he really write it on the spot?"
Hughes warned, "This is psychological warfare. He wants to use time to break your spirit. Hang in there, you ace, don't lose your composure."
Inside the recording studio.
Zhao Tianhe sat next to him, looking at the lyrics of "In the Name of the Father." Half an hour passed, and he still couldn't memorize them all: "Teacher Zhaoyang... this song is too profound, I can't handle it."
"You are no worse than anyone else, so don't underestimate yourself. There are many crossroads in life, and for some people, no matter which way they go, the crossroads lead to success. Tianhe, do you understand what I mean?"
After Li Zhaoyang finished composing the music, he turned around and comforted the other person: "Seize this incredible opportunity. Countless riches and honors await you in the future. Think about the future, and then think about the present."
Zhao Tianhe fell silent.
Bian Ling'er didn't say anything. The part she was required to sing wasn't difficult, and half an hour would be enough for her.
"Let's begin."
"..."
Outside the recording studio.
Jin Zhengtian started cursing: "Damn it, it's been an hour and it still hasn't come out? Did you really write it on the spot? Damn it, damn it..."
He was clearly getting anxious.
"Director Zhang, is Li Zhaoyang from Wanxia joking?" Kimura Taro was getting impatient. "If you're going to wrap things up properly, then wrap things up properly. What's the point of stalling for time?"
Buzz—
Before Zhang Shulan could answer, the soundproof door of a recording studio was pushed open forcefully.
Li Zhaoyang and Zhao Tianhe walked out from there.
Zhao Tianhe's temperament changed the most noticeably.
After recording "In the Name of the Father," he became quite depressed.
"Start, start now!" Kim Jung-jeon's mental defenses were about to crumble.
If Li Zhaoyang were the ace, Jin Zhengtian wouldn't have ended up like this.
It was precisely because the other party was a silver medalist who delivered a songwriting performance that far surpassed that of the ace that created such a stark contrast, leading to a serious skew in the emotional response.
Over time, it turned out like this.
At Kim Jong-dae's request, the exchange began immediately, skipping all other steps.
To be honest, both of Jin Zhengtian's drafts are of quite high quality.
The first song was also quite good, but it ran into the even more amazing Li Zhaoyang.
The second song was also of quite good quality, but unfortunately, it was destined to be ended by In the Name of the Father.
"Clap clap clap—not bad!" Xiao Cheng Xiusi smiled again: "Old Jin, this piece is even better than your last one. If there is a comprehensive score, I think it can approach 95 points. Li Zhaoyang's sixth closing piece should not be able to beat yours."
At first, Xiao Cheng Hughes thought that Li Zhaoyang was trying to use psychological warfare, which was why he said what he had written.
More than an hour passed, and he felt that Li Zhaoyang didn't have such a sophisticated plan; the other party was probably really writing it on the spot.
rustling sound—
A hissing sound came from the speakers, a sign that the next song was about to start.
After the rustling sound disappeared, Kim Jung-jeon's work vanished, replaced by the prelude to "In the Name of the Father".
only.
The intro to "In the Name of the Father" is quite long, and for the first few seconds, you might think there's no sound at all.
Because a man was speaking.
Then came the accompaniment.
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