However.
Before the second rerun of "In the Name of the Father" was even finished, something unbelievable happened.
Korean lyricist and composer Kim Jung-jeon fainted on the spot after his eyes rolled back.
"Ambulance! Call an ambulance now!"
"Why call an ambulance? Just give him some blood pressure medication!"
Where can I find the blood pressure medication?
Those who know Kim Jong-jeon know that he has high blood pressure, so he can just take some blood pressure medication and there's no need to call an ambulance, which would be too much trouble.
Finally, Kim Jung-jeon was helped to the rest area by several staff members.
"Thump~"
Xiao Cheng Xiu Si knelt down before Li Zhao Yang and kowtowed three times: "Li Zhao Yang... no, Senior Li, please, you must accept me as your disciple!"
Dave followed suit, kneeling down with a thud: "My talent surpasses Hughes's. Take me as your apprentice, and I'll learn very quickly!!"
"Baka, get the hell out of here!!" Little Town Xiu shouted.
No wonder these two aces lost their composure like that.
If Li Zhaoyang had simply used the phrase "in the name of his father," things wouldn't have turned out this way.
But.
Li Zhaoyang produced five classic works before "In the Name of the Father" was finally published.
Before that, there was a Compendium of Materia Medica as a foundation.
At this level, whether or not it's a silver medal is no longer important.
The important thing is that Li Zhaoyang has real knowledge and skills, and that's enough.
"Baka, baka ya!!" Noda Ichito, holding a glass of red wine, suddenly stood up and smashed it on the ground: "Li Zhaoyang has won six times in the exchange, does he still have a chance to win the crown?!"
"What's the point of having a laurel wreath? Everyone you've brought out is going to become Li Zhaoyang's apprentice!" Zhang Zhen, the head of the Raven Group, roared furiously. "Unless someone wins seven times..."
It's impossible now.
If you win six times, with the same win rate, the difference lies in the quality of those wins.
In six instances, who could compare to Li Zhaoyang?
Therefore, to win the crown, you must win seven times.
But who the hell has seven drafts in hand?
Moreover, even seven drafts are not a guarantee; at least eight or even nine are needed.
Unless you can guarantee a 100% success rate in your seven drafts.
That's ridiculous.
It's already obvious who will win the laurel wreath.
"Idiots, idiots, you bunch of stinking idiots!" Zhang Zhen, being a Chinese, smashed his glass, stood up, and left the music hall, barely suppressing his anger.
Laurel wreath, you motherfucker.
Now things are looking up; the crown will most likely go to Li Zhaoyang.
The sunset can rise to prominence by taking advantage of its momentum.
It's no longer possible to completely kick Chinese songs out of the US market.
“Vice President… it seems Li Zhaoyang has already won the crown.” Tang Gang said something unbelievable.
Having won six times in a row with a 100% win rate, it would take seven wins to secure the championship against Li Zhaoyang, which is clearly very difficult.
Yu Jingkang's brain was about to shut down. The words he had said before kept echoing in the depths of his mind: "You are not a part of the Chinese music scene and cannot represent it."
ah……
Yu Jingkang has longed all his life for the Chinese music scene to win the crown of an international music exchange festival.
It has indeed been won by people from the Dragon Kingdom, and it is a crown won by a Chinese-language song.
But.
However, this laurel has absolutely nothing to do with the Chinese music scene.
Yu Jingkang felt as if his heart was being torn apart. He even thought of the order placed at the top of the screen, and fear enveloped his entire body.
If the chairman holds him accountable for this, he will not be able to escape responsibility.
"This kid has great potential, it's a pity he went to develop his career in the American music scene."
The old man's voice came over: "Xiao Yu, go back and talk to this Li Zhaoyang and ask him if he is willing to return to China to develop his career."
Damn it!
Just what I feared most came to pass.
Yu Jingkang's expression turned into a bitter face.
Tang Gang could also see the vice president's distress. It was all over; the truth had come out.
They were forced to go abroad to develop their careers, so how could they possibly want to come back?
"This...Chairman...I..." Yu Jingkang stammered for a long time.
Seeing the other party's attitude, the president sighed inwardly at their lack of ambition, realizing he would have to take matters into his own hands.
Because Li Zhaoyang's sixth performance was the final one, the Evening Glow branch suddenly became lively after "In the Name of the Father" came to an end.
Some of the top performers even declared that Mr. Li's popularity would peak after the exchange festival ended.
He will be popular in both the singing and songwriting circles.
In the name of the father, one can even gain complete access to the God of Music's vision.
This led many people to come to the Sunset branch to celebrate.
It's clear to everyone that Li Zhaoyang, who has won six consecutive matches, has already secured this year's championship.
Which music industry's reputation should be used to claim this laurel?
You might say you should use your reputation in the American music scene to win it, but he's from China.
If you're talking about using the reputation of the Chinese music scene to claim it... that's strange, since the former vice president of the Chinese music scene has already stated that Li Zhaoyang is not a member of the Chinese music scene.
"Mr. Li." Suddenly, the chairman of the American Writers Association took the initiative to speak to him. He was dressed in a smart black robe and had the air of an artist. "With your current achievements, you have already reached the standard of a gold medal. I have already asked someone to help you get the gold medal title and honor. Also, if I may ask, are you no longer in the Chinese music scene?"
Li Zhaoyang clasped his hands and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Chairman. However... the Chinese music scene no longer wants me, so I will probably be developing my career in the US music scene for the foreseeable future."
The president of the American Writers Association smiled upon hearing this: "Mr. Li, would you be interested in joining the American Writers Association? You can choose any position below vice president."
"A nominal position is fine, but I'll pass on the job." Li Zhaoyang knew the situation in the United States all too well. Entering the American music scene was like entering a deep sea, and he wanted to leave himself a way out.
"It's fine to be nominally honored, but this year's laurel wreath..." The chairman's words were already very clear.
“Since it’s registered here, let’s claim this title under the name of the American music scene.” Li Zhaoyang appropriately stated his condition: “However, the market share of Chinese songs in the US seems to be…”
Zhang Shulan, Zhang Xincheng, Gou Yingjun, and many other Chinese people present were shaken when they heard Li Zhaoyang's words.
The chairman of the Writers Association clapped his hands and laughed: "There's no need to worry about market share. After today, the American Writers Association will increase its resource allocation for Chinese songs in the American market and give them the green light all the way, especially your Chinese works, Mr. Li."
Okay!
In that instant, the other music leaders, lyricists and composers who were developing Chinese songs looked at Li Zhaoyang with strange yet grateful expressions.
This person is truly a divine being.
This year's biggest dark horse not only secured the crown in advance, but also secured the greatest preferential treatment for Chinese songs.
With official confirmation from the US music industry, Chinese songs will no longer face such difficulties in the US market.
At least we no longer need to worry about the three-way division of power that once existed, and the constant suppression we faced.
Now, the world is divided into four parts!
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