You're about to retire from the entertainment industry, yet your concerts are still so popular?

(Knowing that you, being naturally suspicious, will stay, and knowing that you want to see the concert, I'll start writing about the concert now to whet your appetite.)

After some time sorting through his thoughts, Ye Chen finally figured out the setting of that unfinished book:

"The world in this book [has no classic songs from Earth], [and no well-known lyricists or composers from Earth], so the remaining singers naturally can't elevate the music."

"Moreover, and most importantly, they don't use music to convey stories and emotions!"

"As a result, apart from original pop songs, the Chinese music scene relies on 'localized' songs to support these 'childish aesthetic singers' who have a 'feeling of eating a peach and feeling cool'. Not only do they lack singing power, but they haven't even developed musicals or film and television theme songs."

"And now, I am the protagonist of the original book, a love song king who is about to shut down and retire from the music scene?"

"There are still five shows left on my nationwide farewell tour before I retire from the music scene. And the next concert will be in Chongqing, the mountain city, in four days."

"Four days later, it's May Fourth! And it starts at 5 a.m.?"

Ye Chen held his teacup, staring at the "Marketing Calendar" page on the monitor, lost in thought.

Retiring from the entertainment industry to enjoy life was a shared idea between the original owner and Ye Chen.

But before that, Ye Chen wanted to try holding a concert at the Bird's Nest.

Therefore, it is absolutely forbidden to sing the original owner's catchy songs anymore.

At best, they'll continue to have their microphones snatched during concerts; at worst, they'll lose their dream of holding a concert at the Bird's Nest!

Neither of these two points is something Ye Chen, who loves singing, can tolerate!

As his memories became more and more condensed, he became completely immersed in the original owner's experiences.

"Who in their right mind would stand in the background at their own concert?!"

"Even, he went from being the lead singer at concerts to just playing accompaniment for fans!"

"I'm the singer! I hold my own concerts, and you won't let me sing?!"

"If you steal my microphone again! If you push me too far, I'll unleash 'Nuclear Weapons' like 'Moonlight' and 'Dala Bengba'!" Ye Chen was getting angrier the more he thought about it.

No wonder the original owner of this body kept trying to get Jiang Mengting to change to a new song...

but……

Jiang Mengting is right about one thing!

If I'm not allowed to sing at my own concert, then I can go and wreak havoc at other people's concerts... uh, I mean, I can sing my heart out at other people's concerts!

This is the respect that music should have!

"Of course, before that, the setlist for the concert four days from now must be finalized, because only by singing all new songs can we avoid having the microphone snatched by fans!" Ye Chen took a small sip of throat-soothing tea.

A faint, sweet fragrance of camellia wafted into my mouth, quite similar to the lingering aftertaste left by Jiang Mengting.

It's fun to mess up other people's concerts, but your own concert is just as important.

Four days later, on May 4th, another special day will arrive.

That gave us direction when choosing songs!

Moreover, he clearly remembered that in the world of this book, a concert required at least ten songs.

Therefore, I need to prepare at least ten new songs now.

They insisted on grabbing the microphone for a duet, leaving no chance for the fans!

With this thought in mind, Ye Chen took out a musical staff and began to write and draw on the paper based on his memory.

"Since the show starts at five in the morning, let's start with 'Born Towards the Sun'."

As Ye Chen wrote more and more, more musical notes and song titles gradually appeared on the paper:

Misplaced Time and Space, Fleeting Light, The Sea of ​​Stars, China in the Lights...

An hour later, the scores for ten new songs and a musical were ready.

Meanwhile, after a brief hesitation, Ye Chen once again put pen to paper and wrote the rather controversial "Grandma" (a patriotic adaptation).

Finally, after carefully checking several times, Ye Chen called over his assistant, Fang Qian.

The assistant wore a black stockings and a bodycon skirt with a belted suit, which made her look tall and slender, but also put a lot of strain on the few buttons on her chest.

Despite being dressed in business attire, the assistant still exudes a pure and adorable charm.

"Now, after you've applied for the copyrights for these songs, submit them to the Ministry of Culture, noting that they're on the setlist for the next concert, and then have the project team contact a children's choir."

Ye Chen handed her the written musical score, and when he looked up, he saw the enormous burden on her shoulders.

That damn Thunder View!

"Huh? So many new songs?!" The assistant stared wide-eyed, her red lips parted.

She took the dozen or so sheet music sheets with some surprise, her mind a little blank.

The concert starts in four days, so why is Teacher Ye Chen suddenly releasing a new song at this time?

But that doesn't stop them from being the first employee of Shengtang Entertainment, plus a minority shareholder.

With a hint of doubt, she glanced at the lyrics and was instantly shaken!

"Boss! This song... the lyrics, won't they be hard to get approved?" The assistant's mouth was a little dry, and he subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Furthermore, we submitted this application at the last minute, and with these songs added, I'm afraid..."

Before she could finish speaking, she saw Ye Chen raise his hand in a gesture, then take out a letter, pick up a pen, and write down a few words:

This is what is meant by masculinity; it is not merely physical strength, but the majestic and imposing presence of the Karakoram Mountains of China! ...

Ye Chen believes that the more famous one becomes, the closer one is to principles.

After he finished writing, Ye Chen said, "When you submit your report, try including these few lines of 'addendum' in the Ministry of Culture's report."

The assistant took the paper again and glanced at it. She was immediately shocked, and the enormous burden seemed to tremble slightly.

After taking several deep breaths, she managed to suppress the pounding in her heart: "Brother Chen, no matter what the result is, I'll go and report it first."

Ye Chen nodded slightly. Fang Qian calling him "boss" and "Brother Chen" were clearly two completely different ways of expressing herself.

After making several copies of the original manuscript, the assistant's curvaceous figure hurriedly left.

"It's a pity that four days is too short to do stage design," Ye Chen said with a slight regret.

"Alright, it's time for our band members, who have been with us for ten years, to test their skills and our years of tacit understanding."

Ye Chen got up, stretched, took the photocopy of the sheet music, and headed to the concert hall to find his accompaniment band.

The four-day period was quite tight, but he had faith in the band members he had worked with for ten years.

Of course, even if all else fails, Ye Chen can still synthesize the accompaniment for these songs using software.

However, that would not only result in poor sound quality, but also a lack of live accompaniment at the concert, which would diminish the atmosphere.

……

Beijing, Ministry of Culture.

When Fang Qian walked into the Ministry of Culture building carrying the stack of musical scores, the receptionist was still unaware of the seriousness of the situation.

"Shengtang Entertainment? Submitting a concert setlist at the last minute? Why does a venue in Chongqing need to be registered in Beijing?"

Inside the window, Lin Xiaotang, who had been filling in for her shift and slacking off while discussing "Ye Chen's Super Topic" with her best friend, was somewhat bewildered when she received the stack of papers.

"There are only four days left until the show starts, even with expedited processing it will take..."

Her words abruptly stopped as her gaze fixed on the song information.

The lyrics of each song are well-structured and powerful.

"Ode to Young China"... "Misplaced Time and Space" May Fourth Special Edition... "The Sea of ​​Stars" Centenary Edition of the Founding of the Communist Party... These are all red-themed works! A last-minute application? That's incredibly audacious!

Especially the last piece of paper, which contained a note written by Ye Chen himself.

"This is what is meant by masculinity... It is the resilience that remains steadfast even when the wind and snow bite one's bones, and the courage that does not retreat even half a step when all ammunition is exhausted and all aid is cut off..." Lin Xiaotang's hands began to tremble.

Even if she's just filling in today, she's been sitting at this window for three years!

She had reviewed at least eight or ten thousand performance applications, and seen countless "red-themed" applications, but never once did she feel as if she could hear the wind and snow of the Karakoram Mountains through an A4 sheet of paper!

"Please wait a moment." She picked up the intercom, her voice trembling with emotion. "Director Zhou, could you... come to the window in person? Yes, now."