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After the lottery ceremony, the participating teams immediately took the bus back to their respective hotels and began to prepare for the competition. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Along with reporters from all walks of life, there are dozens of CCTV reporter groups.

In the previous sessions of the Global Young Artist Singing Contest, CCTV will also report on it, and everyone will also send people to record the process of the competition, but everyone is actually a little less concerned about the use of these materials.

But this time it was a little different, CCTV Literature and Art Channel sent the strongest lineup, especially the teams that were the favorites to win the championship, and they concentrated all the elites.

Their idea was simple, make sure to get the best footage and then edit it and broadcast it before the game went live to bring everyone's curiosity and desire to watch. I hope to mobilize as much as possible and strive for the maximum ratings.

Of course, the efforts made by CCTV Literature and Art Channel are not limited to these, in the past two days, their advertisements have almost flown up, and even the Central One has advertised for them once.

However, these external commotions are insignificant little things for the participating players, and at this moment, for everyone, the only thing that can attract everyone's attention and must attract everyone's attention is the game.

Xijing University also quickly returned to the hotel where he was staying.

Before he had time to take a break from his saliva, the members of the creative team of Xijing University were summoned by Shang Qiu and began to hold a creative discussion.

"I think everyone here understands the importance of this competition, right?" Shang Qiu first looked around.

Everyone nodded, their expressions serious.

"This time it's a male solo, so when you are creating, you must refer to the voice characteristics of the contestants in our group who can participate in the solo singing, and you must not have a good song but no one can sing it, remember?" Shang Qiu earnestly advised.

"Don't worry, Mr. Shang, we will definitely keep it in mind." Everyone nodded.

Shang Qiu smiled: "Okay, then let's all express our opinions and brainstorm ideas." ”

"Teacher Shang, let me talk first." A boy said: "Mr. Shang, the topic of our competition this time is mother, many people see this topic, the first thing that comes to mind must be maternal love, but I think, in fact, you don't have to limit yourself to this range, is mother only maternal love, I think not necessarily, we can write about mother's kindness, mother's beauty, mother's kindness, etc., etc., of course, I don't mean that we shouldn't write about maternal love, I mean, our thinking should be divergent, don't be limited to this." ”

Shang Qiu nodded very approvingly: "Xiao Li's idea is very right, since ancient times, there have been many songs that sing about maternal love, and there are many classics, and it is really not easy to create classic songs that surpass those depictions of maternal love, to be honest, so we can find our own way and create from other angles, such as ......"

When he said this, Shang Qiu looked at Su Qin: "The song "Little Back Basket" you wrote last time is actually quite good, but it's a pity that it has already been written by you, otherwise, you can use a ready-made one this time, but, Su Qin, this idea is worth your reference." ”

The requirement for this competition is to create on the spot, so any work that has already appeared in public cannot be entered, which is why Shang Qiu said that.

Another student answered: "Teacher Shang, Qin Shao, I suggest that our works this time can be more delicate, although there are already many classic songs written by my mother, but most of them are in the style of going high, big and up, so I think we can do the opposite this time and write the works more delicately." ”

"yes, that's a good idea." Shang Qiu commented.

As the discussion continued, the idea of the song for this contest gradually took shape.

After everyone discussed for more than an hour, Su Qin said to Shang Qiu, "Teacher Shang, give me an hour." ”

"An hour?" Shang Qiu was stunned.

The others also looked at Su Qin.

The last song, that is, the song "Love Me Daqin", Su Qin started writing it when everyone was discussing, and after everyone finished discussing, he also finished composing, and the speed was simply shocking.

Maybe it's because the shock he gave everyone was too strong, so this time, everyone's expectations were very high, and even many people were looking forward to Su Qin saying that he had written it before the discussion was over, so everyone seemed to be a little secretly disappointed when they heard that Su Qin would take another hour, but this emotion was just a flash, and soon, everyone was happy again.

"Just wait another hour, and our work will be released, which is a great speed, and the other teams should not have such a speed, I heard that the Curtis Institute of Music, which is the fastest to create, also took five hours."

Thinking like this, the faint disappointment in everyone's hearts suddenly disappeared.

Sure enough, an hour later, Su Qin walked out with a stack of scribbled scratch paper: "The draft is out, Mr. Shang, do you want to gather everyone together and try it first." ”

"Okay." Shang Qiu nodded, and then patted the students beside him: "Go and call everyone." ”

In ten minutes at most, all the students of Xijing University were gathered.

Shang Qiu clapped his hands: "Everyone is quiet, the first draft of classmate Su Qin has come out, everyone listens to it and puts forward their opinions." ”

Su Qin took the draft and looked at it, and then raised his head to look at everyone: "This song of mine is called "Mother's Kiss", let's listen to it first." ”

Because this song was sung by a male solo, it was shown by Su Qin himself, he cleared his throat, and then sang it seriously:

"In that remote mountain village, small mountain village

My dear mother has gray hair and sideburns

The past time is unforgettable, unforgettable, unforgettable

My mother gave me as many kisses as she could

Kiss the tears on the face of the ****

Warm my young heart

Mommy's kiss sweet kiss

It makes me miss it to this day

Mommy's Kiss Sweet Kiss ......"

Su Qin's voice is actually not very suitable for this song, but his singing skills are impeccable, and although his voice does not match the character of the song, he is still very good after trying his best to interpret it.

After the singing, the students of Xijing University applauded together.

"Yes, the feelings are very sincere, and they have a very back-to-basics taste." Shang Qiu commented.

"The song is very good, but I think if it is sung by Tang Jing, the effect may be better, Su Qin's voice is brighter and harder, if you want to sing this song well, your voice needs to be softer and more affectionate." Tong Xiaoya said.

"This is a very simple, Qin-style rural humanistic feelings, and the artistic conception brought by this song, I think it should be able to touch people's deep feelings, so I think this song should be good."

"I agree."

"Well, that's good."

Everyone nodded.

"Okay, since everyone has no opinion, then it's settled!" Shang Qiu said with a smile. (To be continued.) )