A top superstar who started as a composer

Chapter 192 Longing for the end
"So Darabengbabandbedib Tobiruon cut to Kunkutukutakatikatsuwasirasong..."

The extremely fast voice popped out of Yu Hai's mouth like a bullet, without stopping, like a singing machine without ventilation.

When Yu Hai finished singing this song, both the audience and the water friends in the live broadcast room took a big breath.

It's not that they're holding their breath, it's that they're panting for the singing whale.

Their hearts can't take it without breathing for him.

"Brilliant!"

"The lyrics are hot!"

"I was dazzled by my skills!"

"A man is worth a band!"

"This song is so interesting!"

"Kneeling!"

"Although the song is weird, it's really nice!"

"Perfectly meets the requirements of the little girl!"

"..."

The princess, warrior, king, dragon, narration, five voices, cheerful melody, and dynamic rhythm made many people in the audience move.

Just then, there was a sound of bang bang in the distance.

Everyone looked up and saw the direction of the town, not knowing who was setting off the fireworks.

Gorgeous sparks bloomed in the dark night, making people dazzled.

Everything is good and happy.

It also brought a perfect end to this concert.

The melon eaters began to leave in an orderly manner, and everyone in the Mushroom House also began to pack up and clean.

During the period, everyone still couldn't hold back the discussion about the previous program
Yin Du looked at Jingluo in amazement: "After getting along for so long, why didn't I find that Jingluo's body structure is different from others?"

"Don't spread rumors, I'm a normal person!"

"A normal person can make five sounds? Five sounds, right?"

"It's five, and there's no similarity at all. It's like five people are talking!"

"This can be related, I just know some voice actors' vocal skills!"

"The voice actors are not so good."

"I'm more curious, Xiao Luo, how did you manage to write such an interesting song out of a boring story?"

"Maybe it's because I'm boring?!"

"..."

By the time everyone cleaned up, it was already early morning.

The main reason is that the residents who came to listen to the music left a lot of rubbish, which has been going on for a long time.

On the second day, everyone inevitably slept in. It may also be because this is the last day of recording in the longing life, and everyone's inertia has come out.

"I won't be cooking today!" Chef He rarely got up early in the morning and went into the kitchen. After everyone finished washing, he waved his hand, "Take you out for breakfast."

"okay!"

A total of thirteen people agreed, changed their clothes and shoes, and headed towards the center of the town.

Until, everyone saw a breakfast stall.

It says fried rice, fried noodles, fried noodles, finger cakes, etc. in red letters on a yellow background.
Yu Hai only felt a little familiar, but Yin Du and others recognized it at a glance.

Isn't this the breakfast stall that Yu Hai visited before?

I didn't expect the business to be so prosperous today.

I saw a lot of people waiting in line around the breakfast stand, and some people raised their mobile phones to take pictures of the boss who was cooking rice from time to time.

When a few people get closer, you can hear customers chatting with the boss who is looking for fried rice without looking at the pot:

"Boss, what time are you running today?"

"Wait for the city management!"

"When will the city management come?"

"I don't know, you help me look at it!"

"Okay, I'll call you when we arrive!"

"..."

The relationship between the customer and the boss is very harmonious!

Before Yin Du and the others could decide whether to go over to join in the show, someone yelled, "The city management is here."

So the boss who was cooking rice put down the pot and quickly jumped onto the driver's seat of the tricycle: "Run!"

As if they had received a signal, the crowd around the car immediately trotted along with the tricycle, and gradually faded away under the amazed eyes of Yin Du and others.

At this time, an old man in urban management clothes came slowly from the corner of the street, looked at the hawkers and customers going away, and showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"Master, why don't you go after him?" Yin Du asked him curiously.

"What are you chasing?"

"Chasing the hawker!"

"What am I chasing him for?"

"Will you be fined if you don't catch someone?"

"What am I punishing him for? He is now an internet celebrity attraction in our town. Do you know how many people come to us because of him, just to experience the feeling of having breakfast and running around like a big star?"

Everyone: "..."

Is that okay?

They all looked at Whale with an innocent face, not knowing whether to lament the boredom of young people nowadays or the heat of Whale.

Chef He chatted with the urban management uncle for a while, and from him, he found a very delicious fried rice noodle shop, which was just at the entrance of the vegetable market, so the group decided to try the local delicacies.

Sure enough, at the entrance of the market, I saw a crowded breakfast shop. In addition to fried rice noodles, there are other foods such as noodle soup for sale.

After waiting for a while, two tables were vacated, and Yin Du and others immediately occupied them.

The taste was really good, a bowl of rice and a bowl of tofu soup, the whole group ate deliciously and sweetly, making the water friends in the live broadcast room drool.

"Boss, pay the bill!" Yin Du took out cash from his body and prepared to pay.

Unexpectedly, the shop owner waved at him directly: "No charge, please eat!"

"How can this work?" Yin Du was anxious immediately.

The boss stared at him, "Why not? You invited us to the concert last night, and I'll treat you to breakfast today. It's a courtesy."

The proprietress at the side also blocked the banknotes Yin Du handed over with her hand and said: "I heard that now the big stars hold concerts, and a ticket costs several hundred yuan, so I took advantage of it."

"How can this be calculated like this?" He Changping also joined in to persuade.

"Why not?"

"One yard owned by a yard……"

"It's the same thing in my opinion!"

"..."

Even Yin Du, who can speak well in various programs, can't win the restaurant owner who has the home court advantage.With the money stuffed back, I had no choice but to thank the boss for his emotion with everyone.

Secretly thinking, when I go back, I can send some things from the sponsors, the boss will always accept the things that don't cost money.

However, before the group walked out of the breakfast shop, they were surrounded by another circle of people standing outside waiting for them.

"Mr. Yin! I heard that you are leaving. These are the vegetables we grow ourselves. Where are you going to eat them?"

"Mr. He, this is a fish dug in our own pond, I'll give you a try!"

"Mr. Lin, don't be disgusted, this is our specialty here."

"Little girl, take a few pears and eat them on the way!"

"Young man, look at how thin you are, here you are."

"It's for your Overlord, you have no right to refuse."

"..."

The thirteen guests in the Mushroom House uttered a lot of rejections, but no one paid any attention to them.

"No need" "Let's spend money to buy it!" "You are too polite!"...

These grandparents put the things in their hands very neatly, turned around and left. Before they could catch up, they were grabbed by another person and hung things on them.

When they walked out of the vegetable market, everyone inevitably had several bags hanging on them.

Everyone looked at each other, looked at each other, dumbfounded.

"Come on, we're here to stock up!"

"Director, please pull out the video later, let's record it, and I will give you a gift when the time comes!"

For the guests of Mushroom House, this trip can be said to be a rewarding experience.

At noon, I ate a sumptuous lunch with the ingredients that everyone gave me, and brought the director and staff to eat together. It was also the end of the show.

After eating, everyone packed up their things, and Yu Hai asked director Wang Shen to help arrange the transportation of a few little guys, and then boarded the plane back to Yu City with Lin Wenze and others.

Because there are too many animals to keep, Yu Hai only plans to raise the overlord by himself.

Ah Kuang and Xiao An were taken away by the Lin family siblings.

There's no way, ever since his affinity reached full value, anyone who is an animal wants to go home with him, and he doesn't open a zoo, so he can't accept it.

For this reason, Yu Hai specially asked Tang Cheng to buy her a house in the suburbs of Yu City, the kind with bamboo forests around it.

All in all, the recording of the long-awaited variety show that lasted for a month is finally over.

While Yu Hai breathed a sigh of relief, he felt that the system in his mind seemed to be a little strange.

He leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes, and entered the system.

The upgrade conditions are met, do you want to upgrade?
Yes!
The emotional fruit tree seems to have grown a little more.

After a little more careful understanding, it seems that there is another function.

not bad.

Yu Hai nodded in satisfaction, and began to plan his next stage of arrangement.

It is necessary to rest at home for a period of time.

Then there is the sermon about Daddy Qu, which needs to be put on the agenda.

Well, it's best to accomplish this goal before graduating from college.

Yu Hai is currently a senior, a five-year undergraduate student in the composition department, and he is still one year away from graduating from university.

It is not an easy goal to complete Qu Daddy's promotion within one year.

If the composers in the circle know that he has such an idea, they will definitely spray him with whimsical ideas.

If the pyramid is so easy to climb, can Father Qu still be so respected?

On the official website of the Literary and Art Association, the number of composers who have officially registered and published works is at least a million.

Among them, there are not one in a hundred who can be promoted to a gold medal composer. The specific statistics on the official website are 920.

Among them, there are very few who can be promoted from a gold medal to an ace composer, that is, Qu Daddy.

In fact, there are currently only 57 aces that are officially certified by the Literary and Art Association and are still creating aces, and a large part of them are actually older and semi-retired. There must be a piece of work.

Each of these 57 people is a giant in the circle.

Countless composers look up to them and dream of becoming them, but they will never be able to become them in their lifetime.

(End of this chapter)