"Sister Han Hong, it's been a long time!"
On the phone, Wang Yueheng greeted them politely first.
"Yue Heng, I watched your performance tonight. I suspected from the beginning that Bei Xuan was you."
"But I never expected that your singing skills would be this good."
"To be honest, were you planning to sing that song 'Qinghai-Tibet Plateau' that you gave me last time?"
Han Hong, who had just finished participating in a charity event, looked a little tired as he leaned back in the back seat of the car and smiled.
If Wang Yueheng sings "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" in the final.
The audience and guests at the scene must be even more devastated, as they have no idea who it is.
"No, that's a new song I wrote purely for you, Sister Han Hong."
Wang Yueheng responded with a smile.
Even if it's a song you intend to keep for yourself, you absolutely cannot reveal it at this time.
"Okay, I called you to ask about your recent schedule."
"You probably didn't notice the Hunan Province's 'I Am a Singer' competition tonight because you were competing."
"Several Chinese singers, including Teacher Yehena, lost to two foreign contestants."
"People who don't know the situation might think that there are no capable singers in our country's music scene."
"So, I'm planning to sign up for the next season of 'Singer.' If you're free, why don't we, brother and sister, go and challenge them together?"
When asked about the Chinese singers being thoroughly outplayed by foreign stars on tonight's "I Am a Singer 2024," Han Hong's tired tone became even more serious.
As a national-level singer, Han Hong's indomitable spirit resurfaced.
"I just saw it on the news and heard about it too."
"I'm going abroad for a couple of days for an event in Rocky City, and I'm not sure if I'll be able to make it to the next competition."
Because he was not very familiar with the competition process for "I Am a Singer 2024", Wang Yueheng himself was unable to decide whether to participate.
"I see. I'll ask the production team about the specific registration process."
"Under normal circumstances, the recording of the next episode of 'Singer' should be around Friday of the week after next, which is almost two weeks away."
"As long as you're not going to the United States for a tour, you should be able to make it back."
"If I really can't make it in time, then I'll go on my own."
Upon hearing this, Han Hong nodded, without forcing or insisting.
He only paused briefly in front of the microphone, without hanging up.
"By the way, has Sister Han Hong chosen the song she's going to use for the competition?"
Wang Yueheng sensed something and then asked the question.
"Hey, it's just my old songs."
"I haven't had time to find someone to write any new songs in the last two years; I've been living off my past achievements."
"The latest song is still 'Qinghai-Tibet Plateau,' which you wrote for me."
Upon hearing this, Han Hong spoke with a helpless tone over the phone.
At the same time, I was taken aback when Wang Yueheng took the initiative to mention the song he was going to use for the competition.
Besides inviting Wang Yueheng to join her in the competition, she also called him this time to ask him to join her in challenging the other contestants.
Another idea was to take this opportunity to see if Wang Yueheng could write a new song for me.
I just haven't figured out how to bring it up yet.
After all, Wang Yueheng had just finished a competition and was about to have other engagements. He was busy and tired, so how could he have the time and energy to write songs for himself?
In Han Hong's view, asking Wang Yueheng to write a song for him was more difficult than simply asking to borrow millions of yuan.
"With such a powerful voice as Sister Han Hong, choosing an old song to participate in the competition would be a waste of her talent."
Wang Yueheng sensed the excitement in the other person's tone and jokingly replied.
"What can I do? It's because my songwriting skills are not as good as yours."
"If I were you, I would also write a new song every day and sing it in different ways."
Han Hong, wearing Bluetooth headphones, leaned back in his chair and jokingly remarked.
"Actually, when I wrote the song 'Qinghai-Tibet Plateau' for you, Sister Han Hong, I had the inspiration for another song."
"It is also music related to the Tibetan people."
"I think it would be perfect for Sister Han Hong to sing this."
Wang Yueheng regained his serious expression and continued speaking on the phone.
He knew.
Han Hong himself is of Tibetan ethnicity and has a deep love for his hometown.
We decided to help them find a suitable song from our music library to participate in the competition.
This can be seen as indirectly helping the other side win the competition and restore face to the Chinese music scene.
"Huh? What? You even wrote a song for me?"
Upon hearing this, Han Hong, who had been resting with his eyes closed while leaning back in his chair, immediately opened his eyes and sat up straight.
This action startled both the driver in the front seat and the assistant in the passenger seat.
"Professor Han Hong, are you alright...?"
The female assistant in the passenger seat turned her head in surprise and asked, not knowing what had happened.
"Shh~"
Han Hong gestured for the other person not to speak, for fear of interrupting his conversation with Wang Yueheng.
"Yes, the song is almost finished. I'll finish the sheet music and send it to you later."
"If it suits you, please feel free to use it."
Wang Yueheng knew Han Hong's longing for a good song; if he didn't give it to him tonight, the singer probably wouldn't be able to sleep all night.
"Oh, little brother Yue Heng, you've really helped your sister a lot tonight!"
"What could be wrong with the songs you write? They're absolutely top-notch!"
"When the time comes, whether you use this new song or not, I'll pay you double the market price!"
Upon hearing this, Han Hong's previous fatigue vanished instantly, replaced by a face full of excitement.
It's worth noting that her previous song, "The Qinghai-Tibet Plateau," revitalized her career, giving it a second spring.
With this song, Han Hong has almost secured several major music awards this year.
If Wang Yueheng could help me compose a similar piece.
The title of Best Female Singer in the Dragon Kingdom this year definitely belongs to me!
"If Sister Han Hong mentions money, our relationship will become distant. If it weren't for your help, I wouldn't have been able to get on the Spring Festival Gala competition."
If it were when he was just starting out, and someone was willing to pay a high price for his songs, Wang Yueheng would never object.
However, right now, Wang Yueheng needs more connections than money.
Especially influential figures like Han Hong in the domestic music scene.
Therefore, he intends to treat this new song as a gift in return for the resources the other party provided him.
"Alright, then I'll gladly accept your offer. I'll owe you another favor this time!"
"Speaking of the 'I Want to Be on the Spring Festival Gala' competition, after you won the championship last time, barring any unforeseen circumstances, you will definitely have a spot on this year's Spring Festival Gala!"
"Six months is more than enough time to polish a decent song and perform it on the Spring Festival Gala stage!"
Han Hong encouraged him over the phone.
Despite winning the semi-finals of "I Want to Be on the Spring Festival Gala" and securing a direct entry spot.
However, they only secured a priority spot to perform on CCTV's Spring Festival Gala.
Whether or not they can successfully perform on the Spring Festival Gala stage depends on the final decision of the Gala's production team.
"Also, if you encounter any trouble during your trip to Rocky City, feel free to contact me."
“I have some good friends there who can be of great help.”
"I also have acquaintances at the Consulate General in Rocky City. If you encounter any problems with your visa, just come to me and I'll help you solve them."
Han Hong realized that it was a bit vulgar to talk about money with Wang Yueheng, so he simply changed the subject.
"I understand, thank you, Sister Han Hong!"
Wang Yueheng no longer feigned reluctance to accept Han Hong's kindness.
After hanging up the phone.
Wang Yueheng is not in a hurry to prepare a new song.
Instead, he continued packing his belongings.
Half an hour later, after finishing my own business, I sat down at the computer and opened a new sheet music that I had already redeemed.
"Click-clack"
After checking the new song and confirming that there were no problems,
Wang Yueheng opened his email and sent the sheet music directly to Han Hong.
I also sent the other person a WeChat message.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com