Reborn Conceited Soldier

"Not interested." "Zhongli Yun refused without a second thought. Zhongli Yun was already used to these kinds of methods of getting close to her, such as acting with the female lead in a movie or asking her to accompany him to eat and drink under the company's expensive contract. It was all because of that.    

    

Sikong Banyu smiled inwardly. It seemed that this woman had grown up a lot. She was no longer the foolish Amon who knew to be vigilant. This was a good sign.    

    

"Don't be in such a hurry to refuse. You can take a look first, and then we can discuss the details." Sikong Banyu handed over a folded piece of paper to Zhongli Yun.    

    

Zhongli Yun was stunned as she looked at the pale mask. Her heart was a little scary, but when she met Sikong Banyu's gaze, she felt a sense of sincerity. It was unlike those vicious guys. Just looking at her made her want to eat her.    

    

"Eh?" Sikong Banyu saw that Zhongli Yun still didn't move, so he put the piece of paper into Zhongli Yun's hand and said carelessly, "Actually, I like your voice a lot and I appreciate your singing. "I am a songwriter and I write many songs, but as you know, the entertainment industry today is too weak to look at, and one set of songs is hidden behind the surface, so I did not publish my songs because they do not have the qualifications to sing them. I think they are blasphemy towards my songs."    

    

"Originally, I wanted to sing this song myself, but seeing that you were here, I changed my mind. You singing this song is more suitable, so I helped you accompany the song. It can be considered worthy of my hard work."    

    

Sikong Banyu's so-called creation, fortunately, was something that he had spent more than ten minutes writing in the VIP room. Don't think this is very rough, no height. Just like a famous professor who spent two months of time researching a topic, the former's height was incomparable to that of an ordinary student who had studied it for several years. Sikong Banyu had thousands of years of experience, as well as countless years of accumulated literary knowledge.    

    

"Eh?" Zhongli Yun was stunned for a moment before she started to feel curious. Was it really like that? She gently opened the paper and was immediately attracted by it. The paper was just written and the ink on the neutral pen had not dried yet.    

    

The moment she saw the score and the lyrics, Zhongli Yun was immediately drawn in. She was completely immersed in the story of the song.    

    

On the stage, a singer with a blind choice, amidst the laughter of the four coaches, slowly retreated. The host's voice rang out once again.    

    

"Next up is the next challenger. This challenger is a bit special, what other songs will she give us? "Please look forward to it, please …"    

    

The lights on the stage instantly converged onto the center of the stage. The reed curtain on the side of the stage was opened slowly, and a girl holding a microphone slowly walked onto the stage. However, she wasn't alone, there were four people following behind her, two of them carrying a table, one of them carrying a stool, and there was a weird guy in a mask, holding a lyre in his hand.    

    

When the girl walked to the spot where the spotlight shone directly, the audience below the stage could not help but stare with wide eyes.    

    

"Then... Isn't that Zhongli Yun? Why is she here? "    

    

"It can't be? Did he see wrongly? Zhongli Yun was already an extremely popular singer. Who in China didn't know of the Jade Maiden Singer, Zhongli Yun! Why did she come back to participate in such a talent show? "    

    

"But they really are similar! No... It's completely the same. With such a beautiful temperament and such a hair-raising face, can there even be a second person in China? "    

    

The entire auditorium was filled with silence. Most of the people present for these recordings were members of the audience. Some of them were doing 150 yuan a day while others were doing 200 yuan a day. Their tasks were howling, cheering and clapping. Even so, they still had their own preferences and opinions. For example, for Zhongli Yun, the singer that many people liked. But now, everyone was a bit confused.    

    

However, what they did not know was that at this moment, everyone on the internet was at a loss when they saw the live broadcast. How could Zhongli Yun appear at a live broadcast with a good voice? There was no need at all! Could it be that the program team invited them to hold the line and increase the viewership ratings? After all, China's The Voice's program had already reached the third season. There were already famous seniors that had been invited in the first two seasons. Could it be that this time, it would be Zhongli Yun?    

    

The screen on the internet was swiping crazily, but Zhongli Yun was smiling because she suddenly realized that it was no longer important to her whether she could continue singing because she had found the way out.    

    

The famous coaches in the front looked at the quiet audience and exchanged a look. They didn't have much of an expression, but even though they hid it well, they could still see the helplessness and bitter smile. As coaches, how could they not know that there were students participating in the selection? Judging by the reaction of the audience, there was no need to think to know. It was likely that Zhongli Yun had gone up on stage.    

    

They also deeply regretted Zhongli Yun's actions. It was such a pity that such a great singer was suddenly hidden away like snow, probably because she had offended some big shot. This star of the music industry had already fallen like a meteor before it could even shine properly. However, this was the case in the entertainment industry. Only veterans like them, who had muddled along for decades, would understand that there were not many people who lacked talent and skills, but everyone lacked the support and opportunity to do so.    

    

There were only three people in the other room, Liu Fangqi, Director Zhou, and a bald old man in his fifties. It was Director He, He Yingxiong, the founder of The Voice, and also an investor; after hearing the call from Director Zhou, they rushed over without stopping. Even if they could not curry favor with him, they could not afford to offend or treat him slowly.    

    

They didn't care at all about Zhongli Yun's appearance. Although she was a beautiful woman, she was the one most needed in the entertainment industry. However, all three of their gazes were focused on the masked man sitting beside the seven-string zither and the slightly dimmer lights.