Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Outbreak of the Critical Moment

Sure enough, after Fu Zhuang heard that there was a national team singer auditioning with him, his face revealed nervousness.

Although he is a third-tier singer, if you only talk about popularity, he is more famous than most national teams.

But if you really want to talk about singing skills and heritage, the national team is the real Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

The entertainment industry can't compare at all.

Wang Mo looked at Fu Zhuang and smiled: "Don't panic. ”

Fu Zhuang took a deep breath: "Brother Mo, I'm just afraid of losing your face." ”

Wang Mo smiled and said, "Since I can let you come to the capital, I have absolute confidence in you." What's more, it's nothing to lose this time. You lose to the national team, no shame. But once you win, that's your highlight. ”

Fu Zhuang was a little enthusiastic when he was said, and he nodded heavily: "Hmm." ”

Wang Mo continued to make a big move: "Take 10,000 steps back, if you really miss "Heaven and Earth Dragon Scales", I will write a suitable song for you in the future." ”

Swish!

Fu Zhuang suddenly hit the blood of chickens, and his whole body became energetic: "Brother Mo, I rushed!" ”

That's right!

Although Wang Mo has confidence in Fu Zhuang, if Fu Zhuang has scruples in his heart and can't let go, it is really possible that the national team will snatch the right to sing this song.

Therefore, Fu Zhuangyi must be given a little encouragement.

Now it seems that it worked well.

Beside.

Yuan Xiong happened to hear the conversation between Wang Mo and Fu Zhuang, and his expression was complicated: ", when did this kid become so motivating?" More than I would. ”

……

After an hour, the meeting ended in a friendly atmosphere.

Yuan Xiong dragged Wang Mo to a place where no one was there almost immediately.

He couldn't wait to ask: "Come on, how did you get in touch with He Zhixing's literary giants?" ”

Wang Mo didn't hide it: "Because I confessed some information, I let He Lao know that the 'West Building' is me." ”

When Yuan Xiong heard this, his face changed instantly.

Come over for a while.

Only then did he show a sudden expression: "I see, I'll just say, Teacher He, Professor Tang and their entourage are all famous figures in today's literary world, how can they look at you differently." If they know that the 'West Building' is you, then it makes sense. Just that signature of yours is enough to make them look sideways. ”

Wang Mo asked: "Brother Xiong, if I confess the identity of Xilou, it won't cause trouble to you and the company, right?" ”

Yuan Xiong shook his head: "Of course not, and this is great news." When we came to the capital, we made friends. I didn't expect that there was no movement on my side, but you made such a big noise. However, the old people in the literary world, they are unwilling and will not easily get involved in the entertainment industry, although they appreciate the talent of the 'West Building', but you must not climb up the pole and make some excessive demands with them. Just keep this relationship and don't cross the line.

Like those old people like He Zhixing, since they are willing to invite you to their home to meet, it represents a certain attitude. So even if you don't ask for anything, as long as it's related to you, they won't stand by and watch you get into trouble in the future. ”

"Roger."

Wang Mo nodded in agreement.

Jiang is still old and spicy, and Yuan Xiong can see the problem much more thoroughly than Wang Mo, who is in his early twenties.

Next, he told Wang Mo several things to pay attention to, and then took out his mobile phone and reported the matter to the company.

Now that Wang Mo has a relationship with a group of literary bigwigs, some of the company's strategies are about to change.

When you call.

Yuan Xiong sighed in his heart: "How do you feel that after Wang Mo's kid collapsed, I became busier than before?" ”

Damn.

Is this a collapsed house?

After the other stars collapsed, they all disappeared and died silently.

But Wang Mo doesn't seem to have been quiet since the first day of the collapse. On the contrary, the toss is much happier than before.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

Wang Mo and Yuan Xiong took Fu Zhuang to the "Forbidden City" program group.

Outside the recording studio.

Wang Mo looked at Wu Yong, who was already waiting here, and said, "Mr. Wu, I won't meet with the singers from the national team." Because you know, my identity is somewhat special, and the more strangers I come into, the greater the potential trouble for me, for you, and for the Forbidden City. ”

In case someone pokes out the news that the wordless is Wang Mo.

As soon as negative public opinion erupted.

That "Forbidden City" will never dare to use the song "Heaven and Earth Dragon Scales" again, no matter how good the song is.

Wu Yong said: "I'm also about to tell you that when you wait for the recording, you just need to watch it in the monitoring room next to you." Except for a few of us, you won't let anyone come into contact with you, not even Mr. Yuan. ”

"Okay."

Wang Mo followed Wu Yong's guidance and came to a room not far away.

Sitting in front of the computer, he can clearly see what is happening in the studio.

Not much.

He saw Fu Zhuang and a man in his thirties appear outside the studio at the same time.

The man's appearance also reveals that he is handsome, and he looks a little similar to Li Yugang on the earth.

His eyes were bright and he had a faint smile on his face.

"It's this one!"

Wang Mo was slightly surprised.

From memory, I know that the man in front of him is named Shi Qing, a senior singer of the national team, and he has basically been a frequent guest of CCTV's major music programs since his debut.

It can be said that with singing skills alone, there is no doubt that Shi Qing will crush Fu Zhuang.

Even in Wang Mo's opinion, Fu Zhuang is more suitable for "Heaven and Earth Dragon Scales", but if Fu Zhuang does not play well, it is really possible to be surpassed by Shi Qing in the audition.

The audition begins.

First of all, Shi Qing.

Since he had already gotten the score, Shi Qing just cleared his throat and began to sing:

"I started writing about this country, and the national blood is tens of thousands of miles

The descendants of the dragon have endured storms in the past six hundred years."

Just two sentences.

In the room, Wang Mo's eyebrows were raised, and his face was a little shocked.

He underestimated the national team singer!

At this moment, Shi Qing was just standing in the recording studio, and a fresh and refined temperament rushed to him. When he opened his mouth to sing, his clear voice made Wang Mo nod secretly.

Timbre.

Quality.

The control of the rhythm and the clarity of the words are all excellent.

"Singing so well?"

Wang Mo exclaimed in a low voice, is this the real strength of the national team?

Soon.

After the song audition, Shi Qingshen walked out of the recording studio.

Even if he sang well, after singing a song "Heaven and Earth Dragon Scales", his face still became flushed, which was obviously extremely difficult.

But his eyes still reveal confidence and indifference, and he is obviously determined to win this audition.

Then.

Fu Zhuang entered the recording studio.

When he was in the Demon Capital, Wang Mo had heard Fu Zhuang's audition, and at this moment he was a little worried in his heart, if Fu Zhuang's performance was the same as in the Demon Capital, then at most he could only have a tie with Shi Qing.

In this way, the probability of Fu Zhuang losing the song will be quite large.

Because under the same conditions, the "Forbidden City" program team will definitely choose singers from the national team.

Wang Mo's expression became solemn, staring at Fu Zhuang.

Studio.

Fu Zhuang still seemed a little nervous.

He took a few deep breaths before calming himself down.

Then, start singing:

"I started writing this country, and the national blood is tens of thousands of miles ......"

The performance is not bad.

But.

Not enough!

Compared with Shi Qing, at most it is between the two and the middle, and even inferior to Shi Qing in some details.

Just as Wang Mo frowned.

Suddenly.

A high-pitched voice sounded, with majestic momentum and heroism:

"The dragon scales once fell to the ground like broken ice

I can't bear to hear the story of the scales and the heart."

Just for a moment.

Wang Mo was full of excitement.

He stood up, goosebumps all over his body.

Moment of truth.

Fu Zhuang actually broke out!