Be a Superstar With the System

Hearing the tone of Gong Nan Bei, Wang Wangjiao curiously asked, "Is it difficult?"

Gong Nanbei shook his head and said, "It's not that difficult."

Wang Wangjiao became more interested when he heard it, and asked with a smile: "Come on, talk about what are the requirements for the finals"

Gong Nanbei thought about what the three judges had said before relaying it.

"The song must be original! The finals do not provide a soundtrack, you need to bring your own band, and the two players need to be unveiled in the finals"

Wang Wangjiao nodded and said, "This is not too much."

Gong Nanbei frowned slightly and said: "I feel that it is not better than singing, but better than popularity!"

Wang Wangjiao said with a smile: "What are you afraid of than popularity? With your current fame and popularity, I dare not say anything else, the ordinary line may not be able to suppress you!"

Gong Nanbei nodded and said, "But my identity has been exposed. The other party must know that I am Gong Nanbei. Guess how they would respond?"

Wang Wangjiao thought for a while and said, "Please help sing!"

Gong Nanbei nodded and said, "Yes, that's the problem. The program crew doesn't care about the quality of the song at all, they just care about the popularity!"

Wang Wangjiao smiled and said: "That's for sure! Now is such a traffic era, everyone is on the same level with traffic and popularity! And you are now one of them!"

Gong Nanbei sighed, ten minutes later, the car drove into the underground parking lot, and several people returned to the hotel room.

After Gong Nan Bei had finished changing his clothes, Wang Wang Jiao asked, "Now there is a week. Since the rules of the program group have come down, let's follow the rules. First of all, what are your requirements for the band?"

Gong Nanbei shook his head and said, "I haven't even thought about singing that song in the finals now, so don't mention the band for now."

Wang Wangjiao nodded and said, "Didn't you say that the other party would ask to help sing? It's actually simple, let's just follow and ask for help!"

Gong Nanbei shook his head and said, "I know King Han Tian as a singer! But it's just such a small show. If you ask King Han to sing, it will be too much for you. It will make Han Tianwang drop in price. We can't owe this favor!"

Wang Wangjiao also nodded. Indeed, given the relationship between Gong Nan Bei and Han Yiming, as long as Gong Nan Bei opened his mouth, Han Yiming would definitely come to help, but the problem is that such a small program is not worth a waste of favor from Gong Nan Bei.

Wang Haoxuan, who was on the side, interrupted at this moment, "Gong brother, in the music scene, there are many people who want to know you!"

Wang Wangjiao patted his thigh after hearing the words and said: "Yes! Why did I go to a dead end? Haoxuan is right. With your talented songwriter, plus the reputation of writing songs for Han Tianwang and Wang Qingyu, find someone to cooperate. It’s not easy, even if you don’t know it before, it’s okay!"

After thinking about it, Gong Nanbei shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's troublesome, let's just find the band."

Wang Wangjiao said silently: "You are not afraid that the opponent invited by your opponent will be bigger than you, and you will win?"

Gong Nanbei stretched his waist and said, "I came here to play. If I lose, I lose. It's nothing to be a pity. I will go back to Hengdian as soon as the festival list is over. My dishes have not been taken care of for so long, I don't know. Was he bullied to death by the grass"

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The few people in the room were a little speechless. Let's discuss the "Masked Supernova" finals. In the end, you discussed with me the dishes in your yard?

Gong Nanbei lay on the sofa and began to think, after the finals, what's more distinctive to sing?

Rock? popular?

Gong Nanbei thought of a lot of songs in his head, and finally suddenly remembered a song that he liked so much in his previous life. Then he turned his head to look at Wang Wangjiao and said, "Do you know the matouqin player?"

Wang Wangjiao was startled, then frowned and said: "This one is rarely played in the circle. I have to find someone to find out."

Then he reacted: "Do you have an idea?"

Gong Nanbei smiled and nodded: "Yes, this time we sing a folk song!"

Wang Wangjiao thought for a while and said, "Okay, then I'll help you contact you!"

After Wang Mongkok finished speaking, he walked to the side and started looking through the address book to see if there was a suitable person in it.

Gong Nan Bei began to hum lightly, the song he wanted to sing was called "Anhe Bridge"!

He just fell asleep without knowing it.

These days, he spends almost all of his time learning acting in the mirror space.

The rest of the time is to go to the Mango Channel to record programs. Although it is said that there is a system and the body will not be tired, he is not a robot after all, and mental fatigue is inevitable.

This is like a normal person dreaming every night without getting a good rest.

"North and South, I found..."

When Wang Wangjiao was halfway through his words, he saw Gong Nan Bei sleeping on the sofa.

With complicated eyes, he sighed softly, went to the bedroom and took out a blanket for Gong Nan Bei to cover him, looked at Wang Haoxuan and Wei Shu who were still in the room, he whispered.

"Let's go, let him rest for a while, he is also quite tired during this time"

The other two nodded, carefully closed the door, and went back to their own room.

When Gong Nan Bei woke up, it was already midnight.

Looking at the blanket on his body, plus the empty room, Gong Nan Bei was still a little confused, and then he realized that this should be Wang Wangjiao who wants him to rest.

He yawned to wash up, went back to the room and fell asleep. He really needs a rest now.

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Early the next morning, Gong Nan Bei was awakened by a powerful biological clock.

Brush your teeth, wash, order breakfast.

The few goods in the next room came in with the food delivery staff, shamelessly starting to eat and drink.

There are tens of thousands of kinds of breakfast, and only the meat buns are the favorite of the north and the south, especially the beef buns, one for two, it is simply delicious~

After eating breakfast, Gong Nanbei sat on the sofa and flicked his teeth in an unimaginative manner.

Wang Haoxuan said: "I'll get in touch with the musicians of Matouqin. It is said that I am a senior in the music world, and the appearance fee is not low!"

Gong Nanbei nodded and said: "The price is no problem, mainly because of the strength!"

Gong Nan Bei has only intermediate soundtrack skills, and Matouqin can do it, but he is definitely not proficient. Professional things must be handed over to professional talents.

"What about the other band players? What else is needed?"

Gong Nanbei pondered a little and said, "We also need guzheng, Chinese drums, African drums, drummers, guitarists, and keyboard players."

Wang Wangjiao nodded and said, "These are easier to find. When will you let them over?"

"Well, these two days"

"Okay, I'm going to contact now"

Gong Nanbei stretched out and flicked the toothpick into the trash can.

Turned around, took a pen and paper, and started writing music.

Since you are cooperating with the band, rehearsal is definitely indispensable. Now you have to write the score and it is convenient to rehearse after the band comes.

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