The King of Variety Entertainment

Facing the white guy's question, Li Liang ignored the word "Ye" and replied, "Yes!"

The white guy got excited and made a gesture of holding the microphone: "Does anyone sing?"

Everyone smiled and nodded, Zeng Yike and Hua Chenyu both smiled proudly, calmly.

The white guy was so excited that he pulled his hands to pull them: "ComeOn! We just happen to be Chinese. Can you two sing" Sugar "?"

puff……

A large vomiting blood below!

Bian Liang was bleeding in his heart: "Yang An, Yang An! Why aren't your ghosts gone? You are everywhere? What's the matter with you at this music festival?"

The white guy saw everyone with an embarrassing look, and pulled the back of his head. For him, the Chinese are the same, no difference. He is completely face blind. He looked at Hua Chenyu and asked curiously: "You know Yang Is that An Yang! "

Hua Chenyu could only nod his head and said with a little depression: "I know, he is our famous Chinese singer," Sugar "is his work."

The white guy asked in surprise: "Can you sing?"

Brilliance said: "Yes, I will."

The white guy was very happy: "Would you like to sing a song on the stage? The position of the fifth song in the evening can be given to you! If you perform well, you can sing another song, which is also the work of your Anyang. "

Huachen Yu's legs were soft, let him sing Yang An's song in Vienna? Yes, he can sing "Sugar", but is it appropriate? This is "Flowers and Teenagers"!

He looked at Lu Liang, who had no trace of blood on his face, presumably speechless.

The white guy patted Hua Chenyu's shoulder in excitement: "This" Uptown-funk "is great. An Yang sang here four days ago. Our band is already rehearsing proficiently. Would you like to sing on stage?"

Hua Chen was going crazy, the white guy was so excited, he spoke fast, he didn't hear the song title, and stuttered, "What? Town-fark?"

"Uptown-Funk!"

Huachen Yu couldn't wait to find a hole to drill in. It was Funk, not Fark. He didn't even understand Funk. He also said that he was professionally engaged in music!

There was a little clue at the scene, and Zeng Yike, she understood Funk music. In fact, she had heard Fark before. She thought about Yang An's shame, and sing such vulgar songs in the capital of music?

It was Funk ... Zeng Yike also blushed slightly.

But I haven't heard that Yang An knows Funk music very well? He is a Chinese, still engaged in variety shows. Where can I have time to study music so deeply, and can sing English Funk type songs ...

The more the two thought about it, the more difficult the production team was. Everyone looked at Li Liang, and even the white guy stopped and said nothing.

Qi Liang wants to turn away, why? Why does his show eat ash from Yang An's ass?

Why do n’t you go to visit the abbey and people say, “Your Chinese are here again?

When I went to the art museum, people were very enthusiastic when they saw seven or eight follow-up VJs. They asked, "Are you guys still having shots to make up? Come here, the art museum welcomes Chinese brothers to come back ..."

Make up wool! Come back wool!

I was angry during the day, and I sang Yang An's song at the pop music festival in the evening.

"OK, let's discuss it first. If you decide to call me again, my name is Tom. I'm glad to meet you!" The white guy Tom left with a smile and left the production team.

"Director Yun ... If we cut out the content of the popular music festival, our task tomorrow may be even more onerous ..."

The director had an urgent consultation and reminded Li Liang that without the festival content, the trip to Austria would definitely be greatly overshadowed.

Wu Liang asked angrily: "How do we participate? Sing" Sugar "or" Uptown-Funk "? Tell me, how do you look back on domestic TV? Put on the name of the original singer Yang An? Or say, Do you think we can get Yang An's commercial license? "

The chief director is silent because of the strict domestic copyright supervision mechanism. Anyone who sings other people's songs in a commercial setting must be authorized. Otherwise, the law will teach you to be a man every minute.

"Flowers and Teenagers" can no longer be commercial. How dare they sing Yang An's songs in public?

"Maybe we can call Yang An and ask, and listen to his attitude," one suggested.

This is no way out, but Li Liang is unwilling to call. He called Teacher He: "Mister He, let me call you?"

Mr. He was helpless. The whole production team was really the only one who was the most suitable. He had the best relationship with Yang An.

He took out his phone and suddenly realized something: "But it's not right now ..."

Tong Liang was a little angry: "What's inappropriate?"

Teacher He sighed: "Austria is seven hours slower than China. It is now more than 6 pm. It is almost 12 pm in China. Will he have a rest?"

Wu Liang was anxious: "Isn't he recording" Fantasia of Boys "?"

Teacher He did not explain, and a female assistant next explained quickly: "Yang An returned to China after only three days in Vienna. This is the news he said on Weibo."

Yi Liang stunned, but quickly made a decision: "Give me his phone, I'll call!"

Mr. He gave it, but it was a friendly reminder: "Director Yun, if there are other methods, I don't recommend that you call him. Authorizing this matter will not be handled for a while."

The director also suggested: "It would be best if you could contact Yang An's assistant first."

Qi Liang asked, "Who do you have his assistant's phone number? If you drag it on, it will be past 12 o'clock in China!"

The crowd was speechless, and they could only watch Luanliang go black.

The call was dialed out, but unfortunately, "The call you dialed is off."

What should I do? On the one hand, Mr. He contacted China and asked the assistant Yang An's phone number. The director sent someone to ask Tom to see if he could change to another song. Don't sing these two songs.

Unfortunately, Tom is totally incomprehensible. He asked, "Why not sing these two songs that are particularly popular in Europe and America? The singer you said, Zeng Hehua, do they have any representative English songs?"

Have it?

The persuaders couldn't answer, and left the scene with shame, and dare not tell such a cruel reality to Zeng Yike and Hua Chenyu. They can only complain to the director: "This group of foreigners is too dragged, totally unacceptable! Let's take it! What to do when I get down? "

The director was helpless. After half an hour, Teacher He announced that he had given up. Everyone in the country was asleep. It is not a big deal. Most people are not willing to disturb friends, let alone Yang An shuts down before going to bed. This means that even if you contact Song Xiaomei, Not on Yang An!

"Director, what do you do?"

Everyone looked at Li Liang, he was just half an hour, as if a few years old, waved his hand: "Sing first, there is no time, go and contact Tom."

With such a delay, there are only twenty minutes left to practice Uptown-Funk.

Hua Chenyu felt a sharp increase in pressure on his shoulder. He was from Hubei Province. He was a tongue-in-cheek child. He could hardly distinguish the front and back nasal sounds. He sang English songs and was often criticized. The sounds have been hacked many times.

But English is not the mother tongue of Chinese people. It is unrealistic to ask Brilliance to sing. It is unrealistic. These live audiences in Vienna will not care about this small detail. As long as they see that the singer is a foreigner, they will basically tolerate pronunciation defect.

Hua Chenyu is preparing. Others are also preparing to participate in the task of the popular music festival in accordance with the plan. Because of this change, Tong Liang urgently summoned other directors to temporarily modify the script. No one was idle.

At 7:30 in the evening, Hua Chenyu finally came to power. His singing "Sugar" caused a full chorus, the music festival was set up on Ring Avenue, the open-air square can accommodate thousands of people, and now there are hundreds of people watching, the scene is very warm!

Cheerful songs are always loved. The host took advantage of the momentum and introduced: "Do you know who sang" Sugar "?"

Hundreds of people shouted in unison: "Yang from China!"

The host is too loud: "He came to Vienna four days ago and left us his new single" Uptown-Funk ". Do you want to listen?"

"Think!" The scream was louder.

The host pointed to the background and almost shouted with a roaring voice: "Let's welcome Hua from China and bring us Uptown-Funk!"

The scream of the whistle was harsh, and Hua Chen, encouraged by others, stepped onto the stage.

The band had already waited for it. The moment he appeared on the stage, the lights flickered, and the prelude was sounded. The pre-production harmony accompaniment sang along, waiting for him to join.

Hua Chenyu sings hard, ""

This-hit-

That-ice-cold-

Michelle-Pfeiffer-

That-white-gold-

... "

Regardless of whether he sang awkwardly, but the dynamic melody of this song is here, the soundtrack is professional, and the teleprompter is also in front of him. Hua Chenyu finally reluctantly finished the song.

I have to say that this song ignited the atmosphere of the audience, and the funk rhythm brought everyone back to the disco era of fifty years ago. The lyrics are stupid, straightforward, but this is the effect. Swinging, the fans of the music festival followed and waved their arms, and the scene turned into an oversized disco!

Barely scoring 60 points, Tom wiped his sweat. He didn't want to sing with Europeans and Americans, but when Yang An left the song here, he made a request-before he officially released the single, he was not allowed. Covers by non-Chinese singers.

If only an ordinary singer made this request ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Tom would just ignore it.

But Yang An is the singer of "Sugar". This song is so popular that he can almost go to Grammy. He asked Tom not to listen. As for why the Chinese can sing, people outside China can't sing, Tom Not sure.

So in the background, after embracing and shaking hands with Hua Chenyu, Tom praised and mentioned the matter casually.

Hua Chenyu didn't dare to neglect, called Teacher He and Tong Liang, and asked Tom Yang An's original words carefully.

After listening clearly, Li Liang really coughed this time, with a little blood in his sputum, he was really choked out of internal injuries!

"This is a pit ..."

Teacher He was full of bitterness and completely lost: "Yang An, you won!"

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PS: This chapter is "Only here", rewards and changes, and the debt has been repaid. There is a chapter for Brother Cui, I'll talk about it tomorrow. Uptown-Funk