Finally, half an hour later, when all the audience and staff felt drowsy, all the leaders finally finished speaking, and in everyone's warm and perfunctory applause, the relevant leaders of the Municipal Bureau came to the stage with a smile and completed the ribbon-cutting ceremony.

"Bang bang."

With the sound of three cannons, in the sky full of colorful pieces of paper, the second half of the event, the theatrical performance began.

First up was a female singer who was very popular in Kyoto.

As soon as she got on the stage, her fans gathered in the audience began to cheer.

Backstage, in the artist's waiting room, Meng Feibai was dealing with the interesting conversation of one of the most famous singers in the event.

"Meng Feibai, yes, I'm Wang Yifu, I like your new songs very much, I heard that the ten songs in your debut album are all written and composed by yourself, and it has been a long time since there has been such a talented newcomer as you in the music world."

The man named Wang Yifu asked with a smile.

"Where, where, there is a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger in today's music scene, compared to those great gods, I am just a primary school student who has just entered school, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

Meng Feibai smiled very modestly.

Wang Yifu is known to Meng Feibai, he is one of the best male singers in the young generation of Asia-Pacific music in recent years, and the audience is very good, although his new album released last year was only launched in November, but it still won the first place in record sales last year, and won countless awards at various music award ceremonies, and was nicknamed "November Arrogance" by peers in the circle.

In the face of such a real king player, Meng Feibai also had the idea of making friends while appreciating it.

Wang Yifu's singing skills are already among the top artists of the same era, but his only shortcoming is that he doesn't know how to create, so his dependence on high-quality songs is very high, and Meng Feibai believes that this is one of the reasons why he is so interested in himself.

Sure enough, as the chat atmosphere between the two gradually became hotter, Wang Yifu also revealed his purpose.

"Originally, the manager of this event didn't want me to come today, thinking that this event didn't match my worth, but the person in charge of this theater had helped me before, so I finally came, and it was a voluntary performance, and I didn't take a penny. To be able to meet such a new friend as you, I don't think it's been in vain today. ”

Wang Yifu said with a smile in his eyes, revealing a bit of seriousness.

"If you could, I'd like to ask you to write a song for my new album, what do you think?"

Meng Feibai's face remained unchanged when he heard this, and he said with a smile:

"Brother Wang, you have tormented me, I am just a little-known little artist, and you have the help of Taishan Beidou in the digital lyrics and music world, how can you need me to write songs for you."

Wang Yifu seemed to expect Meng Feibai to say this, waved his hand and said:

"That's different, I feel a very trendy and never-before-seen style from your lyrics, I think your appearance is likely to inject a fresh blood into the existing lyrics and music industry, leading a new boom, the so-called investment should be early, I am not just asking for a song, but a good fate, a long-term friendly relationship.

That's it, I won't talk about it, I will hold a concert in Haidu at the end of this year, if the song you wrote for me can get my satisfaction, then I will invite you to my concert as a guest, how about this condition? ”

Hearing Wang Yifu's words, a glimmer of light flashed in Meng Fei's white eyes.

This is okay!

He thought that Wang Yifu would give him more money at most, but he didn't expect him to make the decision to invite himself to be a concert guest.

You must know that there is definitely no shortage of guests in his concert, and many artists will exchange various conditions just to become guests at his concert.

But now he has given such generous conditions in order to get a song from a young artist like himself who is still debuting, it seems that he really wants to maintain a long-term cooperation with him.

If that's the case...

Meng Feibai didn't let Wang Yifu wait too long, and he soon made a decision.

"Since Brother Wang values me so much, then I will definitely write a song that will make you very satisfied, it doesn't matter if you sing or not, I am mainly moved by your respect for me."

Meng Feibai put on an expression like meeting a bosom friend and said solemnly.

"You have a talent that deserves my respect."

Wang Yifu also showed a very serious look and said in a deep voice.

"Then it's settled."

Wang Yifu took the lead in stretching out his right hand, so the palms of the two people were tightly clasped together in mid-air for the first time.

"Husband, it's time for you to play, get ready."

At this moment, Wang Yifu's agent knocked on the door of the room, and after a suspicious glance at the two, he spoke.

"Okay, right away."

Wang Yifu nodded to the agent, turned around and said hello to Meng Feibai, and left the room with an indifferent expression.

Two minutes later, Run Run Wong took the stage.

The audience in the audience instantly boiled, Han Shuyan, who was hiding behind the curtain, glanced at it and found that at least 70% of the audience present were his fans, and couldn't help but whisper with some envy:

"It would be nice if Meng Feibai's kid could have a relationship with this, just hype it up and add a lot of exposure to him..."

After listening to one of Wang Yifu's main songs and chorus, Han Shuyan had a clearer understanding of his strength, and she almost fell into Wang Yifu's powerful charm, she hurriedly turned around and returned to the backstage, ready to inform Meng Feibai to start waiting.

Not long after, Meng Feibai, who had finished his preparations, began to wait behind the curtain, and with a tsunami-like scream and applause, Wang Yifu ended his performance, and when he returned to the backstage, the two took a look at each other, nodded and smiled at each other, and Wang Yifu went backstage.

Well? How do these two feel so close?

Han Shuyan glanced at Meng Feibai and Wang Yifu suspiciously, but this was not the time to ask Meng Feibai.

"Applause, please ask Meng Feibai to bring you the original track, "The Last Battle".

With the sparse applause from the audience, Meng Feibai took a deep breath and strode from behind the curtain onto the stage.

At this moment, two figures, one large and one small, sneaked in from the side door of the theater.

"Brother, it's so big here, there are so many people, is this a concert?"

A little boy who looked to be only seven or eight years old asked with some excitement.

Standing beside him, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy quietly made a silent gesture to the little boy, and whispered a little proudly:

"Of course it is, your brother said that he would take you to the concert, then he will definitely not break his promise."

"Brother, you're so nice!"

The little boy happily dragged the boy's right hand and pulled him to find a place where no one was around.

"But whose concert is this?"

At this time, the prelude had just sounded, and the lights on the stage plated Meng Feibai's figure with a layer of fluorescence.

"Uh..."

Faced with the little boy's question, the young man looked left and right in some distress, and happened to see the sailor hired by Han Shuyan not far away holding a support card with Meng Feibai's name written on it, so he said confidently:

"The person on stage is called Meng Feibai, but he is a big singer."

"Really?"

The little boy looked at his brother suspiciously.

"Of course, when did my brother lie to you, okay Duoduo, let's listen to the song quietly."

The boy was afraid that his younger brother would continue to ask, so he hurriedly diverted the topic.