Unscientific Movie King

Chapter 118 Chengdu, the only thing I can’t take away is you
The first level is not difficult, and the judges' judging criteria are mainly based on the contestants' impression scores.

The first few acted like they were picking up rags. They might have fooled the audience, but fooling the judges was so bad.

We are all foxes living on the same mountain, why are you singing Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio?

As expected, the person eliminated in the first round was not Qin Chuan.

Successfully advanced to the next round.

The next day, in the second round, there was a talent competition. Qin Chuan and his group of four people each sang a song.

For this level, Qin Chuan used an original work, and it was good enough in one go.

No suspense, dimensionality reduction attack, and advancement again.

On the third day, the remaining three contestants will sing songs based on local customs and folkways, with the themes being the beauty of hometown and the beauty of city.

Taking into account that some hometowns are indeed not that beautiful, the competition rules stipulate that one can sing about other cities.

Still the familiar white shirt, jeans and guitar.

Qin Chuan was the first to appear today.

"Hello, judges and audience friends. The song I am singing today is an original song, Chengdu."

At the third level, Qin Chuan finally came up with a new song.

"Please begin your performance."

The judges on the stage appeared calm on the surface, but they were not calm at all inside. All the other contestants sang covers, but Qin Chuan sang original songs right from the start, and not just one.

Ruining the place.

How can this compare?
He is more than just a dark horse. He is so far ahead that no one else can catch up with him.

"It wasn't just the wine last night that made me cry."

"Let me be reluctant."

"More than your tenderness"

“How long will it take to go?”

"You hold my hand"

In later generations, Chengdu is also an indispensable song in folk songs, and its popularity is far better than Qin Chuan’s previous songs "Drum Tower" and "It's Good Enough".

Using this song to attack a few "shepherds, tricycle riders, and farm farmers" is like using an anti-aircraft gun to kill a mosquito.

Not to mention them, even if second- and third-tier singers who have debuted for many years came, they would be defeated.

The reason why Qin Chuan brought this song to the Star Boulevard was that he treated this stage as a new song launch conference.

After all, it is CCTV, with ready traffic and a large audience.

It would be a shame not to release a song on such a good stage.

"In that rainy little town."

"I've never forgotten you."

“Chengdu, the only thing I can’t take away is you.”

“Walk with me through the streets of Chengdu.”

"Not until all the lights are out."

In the chorus, Qin Chuan fully utilized the characteristics of folk songs and sang in a narrative style to tell the story in the lyrics.

The sense of the picture came immediately.

At the same time, it also points out the theme and brings up the city of Chengdu.

There is not only a pub and Yulin Road, but also a girl I like.

"You'll hold my sleeve."

“I’ll put my hands in my trouser pockets.”

“Walk to the end of Yulin Road.”

"Sit at the door of the tavern."

After the song was finished, the place fell into complete silence. In the audience, some Chengdu men and Sichuan women were reminded of their sad memories and burst into tears.

The judges did not speak immediately.

I don’t know how to comment.

He writes the lyrics and composes the music by himself and sings so well. To be honest, Qin Chuan's level is already above them.

This song was a hit.

After the show is broadcast, Qin Chuan will definitely become very popular.

"Congratulations, you've advanced."

As soon as the judge in front finished speaking, the second judge quickly reminded: "Ahem, the person behind hasn't sung yet."

Qin Chuan was the first to sing, and there were two people behind him who hadn't started yet.

The promotion has been confirmed, and those who don’t know would think they are doing something shady.

The first judge was also stubborn: "I sang the same words as you did."

Once Chengdu comes out, they can win the championship not only in this round but also in the finals, and there is no pressure at all to play against the other two.

"Thank you, teacher, and thank you, audience friends."

Qin Chuan chuckled and stepped off the stage. If he didn't advance, there would be something fishy going on.

After he left the stage, the second contestant came up and sang a country song, which started with rapeseed flowers and corn fields.

There is absolutely no comparison with the Chengdu mentioned above.

With such a good performance before them, the judges and the audience found the rest of the performance boring and just wanted it to end quickly.

Twenty minutes later, the contestants finished singing, Grandpa Bi read the advertising slogan, and then the judges couldn't wait to announce the rankings.

Qin Chuan advanced.

Carrying his guitar, Qin Chuan had not yet walked out of the CCTV door when the judges chased after him.

"and many more!"

"Teacher, what's the matter?"

"Nothing, I just want to confirm, do you really not have a record company signed to you?"

"no!"

"I'd like to recommend one to you. Are you interested?"

"Thank you, teacher. I don't want to sign a contract at the moment. Singing is just my hobby."

Judge: "..."

Hobby, what the hell is a hobby.

Any amateur can sing like this, better than professionals.

From the auditions to now, there have been three original songs, and each one is of high quality. The one just sung, Chengdu, was even more explosive. Just look at the girls who cried while listening to the song on the spot.

Three original songs, plus a few more songs purchased, would be enough to release an album.

"Think about it. You are very talented in singing. I suggest you pursue a career as a singer. Feel free to call me when you've made up your mind." The judge handed Qin Chuan a business card.

Before leaving, he asked Qin Chuan for an autograph.

On the opposite street, Wang Tingting got out of the car and opened the door for Qin Chuan: "Who was that person just now?"

"Judges, I want your autographs."

"Ah." Wang Tingting understood every word Qin Chuan said, but she didn't understand when they were put together.

Why did the judges ask him for his autograph? Did they do it the wrong way?

Qin Chuan drove to Tangren Film and Television.

Jinlian had told him before that he should come to report after each game so that the company could understand his situation.

This time, Qin Chuan did not enter the office. He just pushed open the door, stuck his head out and said, "Sister Jin, I've advanced. The next match will be against the weekly champion."

After saying that, he retracted his head and was about to leave.

Inside, Jinlian, who was busy in front of the computer, stood up all of a sudden: "What did you say, you got promoted so quickly?"

"It's OK, it's pretty slow. It would be better if we could shoot several scenes in one day."

"Wait a minute." Jinlian stopped Qin Chuan and asked, "What song are you singing?"

“Original, Chengdu!”

"Come on, come on in, sing it for me, I want to hear the quality."

She had listened to Qin Chuan's previous two songs. Not only had she listened to them, she had also asked someone to evaluate them. They were a little far from being a huge hit, but they were still pretty good songs and could be regarded as representative works.

Qin Chuan had said before that he had two or three original songs, but Jin Lian had been holding it back and hadn't asked. Now that he had finally sung them, she certainly wanted to hear how good they were. Qin Chuan was embarrassed: "Sister Jin, I'm busy going back to eat."

“How long does it take to sing a song?”

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll make a call."

Qin Chuan asked Wang Tingting downstairs to bring her guitar upstairs. This song would have no soul without guitar accompaniment.

A few minutes later, Wang Tingting went upstairs with her guitar on her back and looked at the general office and offices with great curiosity.

After giving the guitar to Qin Chuan, he didn't leave in a hurry, but just stood outside the door.

Then I heard the sound of a guitar coming from inside the house.

"Parting always happens in September."

“Missing is the sorrow of memory.”

……

Not only Jinlian was stunned, but Wang Tingting outside the door was also stunned. She finally understood why the judges were chasing Qin Chuan for his autograph.

This song is quite awesome.

It sounds better than Drum Tower and Just Once.

The sense of story and image is stronger.

"You bastard!" A few seconds later, Wang Tingting heard Jinlian's roar in the office.

"You're using such a good song for the normal level? Why not save it for the finals?"

"Sister, calm down, calm down."

"I can't keep calm, I really want to beat you to death, oh fuck, you are such a talent, go away, go away quickly, seeing you makes my heart hurt."

Such a good song can become a hit with just some casual packaging.

Qin Chuan uses it to play normal levels?

Jinlian felt it was a pity to play in the finals.

This kid is simply wasting resources and is not worthy of being a human being.

On this day, it was not only Jinlian who felt sad. Everyone who heard Qin Chuan's song felt sad.

On the fourth day, the weekly championship competition began.

Up to now, three of the five people in this group have been eliminated, and now there are two left.

One was Qin Chuan, and the other was a shepherd named A Bao. He always wore a white turban, a sheepskin waistcoat and a red belt.

He is full of confidence in this round.

Qin Chuan used all his skills in the last game, so he probably has no trump card this time. It's his turn to use his skills.

"Please welcome Qin Chuan!"

Qin Chuan is still the first player, and his outfit is no different from before.

“Hello, judges, audience friends, and host. I am Qin Chuan. Today I am bringing you an original song, If the Moon Has Not Come Yet.

"I hope you will tell yourself more when you are confused, disappointed, or heartbroken that if the moon hasn't come out yet, the street lamps can also illuminate the windowsill."

Qin Chuan is showing off again. Pah, he is going to hold a new song release conference on CCTV again.

When he heard that it was original, A Bao's heart sank. Now he was afraid when he heard the word original.

But I still encouraged myself: "It's okay, he can't always perform at that quality. If he was that awesome, he would have been famous a long time ago. I'm not afraid, I'm not worried, huhuhuhu!"

After bowing, Qin Chuan began to sing the song.

"The wind blew over the mountain and the boat reached the shore"

"The scenery, take a look at it bit by bit"

"I go north, you go south"

"Stories, one after another"

Qin Chuan did not use folk singing style this time, but popular singing style. The song sounded desolate and miserable at the beginning, which was definitely the state of a person who had been heartbroken.

He didn't say who was singing, he just identified himself with the person he was singing.

As the chorus approaches, the tone becomes warm, firm, and healing.

If someone likes you, you don’t need to change.

Good love doesn't require you to stand on tiptoe.

Everyone standing under the cherry tree is beautiful, your love is warm to everyone, it’s not that he is good, it’s that you are good.

"If the moon hasn't come yet"

“Street lights can also illuminate windowsills”

"The white camellia blossoms gently"

"If the morning breeze has not come yet"

"The evening breeze can also blow into my arms"

"The wind blows the shadows of the trees gently swaying..."

After the song was over, Abao, who was waiting to go on stage at the sidelines, had trembling lips and eyes wide open.

Is this an actor?
He wants to protest, and the actors are banned from participating!
"Clap clap clap!"

At the scene, the girls were crying and applauding at the same time.

As a human being, everyone has a few stories.

Some people have been living in memories and cannot extricate themselves. When they think of the past, they always want to ask why.

It's my fault. What's wrong? Can't I change it? Why does he have to leave?

But Qin Chuan told them through his singing that you are all good and there is no need to reminisce about the past. If no one loves you, just love yourself.

"Oh!" The judge wiped her eyes. She really wanted to ask Qin Chuan, are you really not planning to sign a contract with a record company?
Four original songs.

With a good record company packaging, they can compete with those second-tier singers who have debuted for more than ten years.

"thank you all!"

Qin Chuan faced the judges and bowed in the audience.

Then he walked towards the backstage.

Passing by Abao, he patted him on the shoulder and gave him an encouraging look.

But in Abao's eyes, it seemed to be saying: "Brother, surrender, what can you do to fight me!"

Abao was heartbroken.

He walked onto the stage gritting his teeth.

I had just taken two steps when I realized that Grandpa Bi was still hosting the show on the stage and his name hadn't been called yet.

Got up early.

Feeling dejected, Abao ran back again, making the audience laugh.

As expected, there were no surprises. After Abao finished singing, several judges unanimously decided to let Qin Chuan advance.

Champion of the week, Qin Chuan!

Next, he only needs to wait for a month for the other three weekly champions to be selected, and then everyone will compete together. The winner will be the monthly champion and one step closer to the Spring Festival Gala.

Lao Ma’s recording studio.

Qin Chuan came alone at this moment. He had to prepare for two songs in a row. He would sing whatever song CCTV was broadcasting.

Having not seen Qin Chuan for a long time, Lao Ma invited him in. After seeing the score, he almost knelt down to Qin Chuan.

The tone was the same as Jinlian's, full of heartache, envy and jealousy.

"Such a good song, why don't you save it for the finals?"

Qin Chuan crossed his legs and said calmly, "It's okay, I still have some."

Lao Ma collapsed, his heart ached a little: "Oh my god."

He is a musician himself and knows too well how important a good song is to a singer.

If quality songs can be accumulated through technology, inspiration and time, then hit songs can only be described in one sentence: they are hard to come by.

The lifelong dream of many musicians is to have a hit song.

If it wasn't broad daylight and there weren't too many people around, and Qin Chuan had already finished singing his song, he would have wanted to kidnap Qin Chuan and force him to hand over the rest of the song.

"What do you want to do?" Qin Chuan saw that Lao Ma's eyes were not right, so he talked about his own battle record: "I practice martial arts, and my best record is 1V3. Think it through."

"Brother Chuan, what is 1V3? I don't understand." Lao Ma suddenly became dispirited.

(End of this chapter)