I was rejected when I wrote a song, but I became a king on my debut

Starlight Entertainment, in Mr. Wang’s villa.

Seeing the message Li Xue sent him, Mr. Wang also smiled in his heart.

"That's right, Li Xingyu, please keep an eye on it, this is my big bet."

This is the person he discovered, specially found from Country H. This time, he sent Li Xingyu to participate in "Son of Idol" just to promote him. A person with a fan base of one million can be said to have a very high starting point in this show. He is very confident that he can promote Li Xingyu to the championship position and promote him to debut.

"By the way, Mr. Wang, I met a student named Zhou Yu on the show today. He has the same name as the person who helped Wen Shiyi write songs."

When Mr. Wang saw the news from Li Xue, he also frowned, Zhou Yu? Zhou Yu who wrote songs for Wen Shiyi?

"Are you sure it's the same person?"

"Probably not. It seems to me that they don't know each other. Moreover, this student is very young, and the song he brought today has very simple lyrics and music. It is completely different from the style of Wen Shiyi's song. It should not be for Wen Shiyi. Someone who writes songs.”

When she saw the name of student Zhou Yu today, she immediately thought of the person who wrote songs for Wen Shiyi. She thought it was the same person at first, but after listening to Zhou Yu's performance, Li Xue gave up this idea.

The original song "Xingqing" brought by Zhou Yu today is completely different in style from Wen Shiyi's previous song "Period". The latter is obviously more mature and sophisticated in terms of lyrics and music, as if it was written by a senior teacher in the industry. For the former, she felt that both the lyrics and music were too simple, even childish. At first glance, they looked like the kind of songs written by newcomers.

"Then don't worry about it. Just focus on Li Xingyu. As for the trainees from other companies, whatever step they can take will be considered."

"Ok, I know."

…

Early the next morning, Zhou Yu and the others were called up to take vocal lessons.

Of course, there are not 60 people attending together. They are divided into six groups, and each teacher teaches one group. A-level students like Zhou Yu and others have dedicated individual class time after the unified class.

Zhou Yu's dormitory and the people in the dormitory next to them formed a group. By coincidence, the instructor who came to teach them this time was Wen Shiyi.

She was wearing a simple white T-shirt, revealing her slender arms, with a delicate appearance and a cool temperament. The lower body is wearing a pair of tight-waisted jeans, and her beautiful legs are straight and slender. The hem of the loose T-shirt around her waist was tucked into her jeans, revealing her slender waist, but her pride was particularly obvious.

"Okay, today I will take you to vocal music class. In the next week, other teachers and I will help you find out your shortcomings and help you make up for them. During the second program competition, I hope you can make some progress and get a good ranking..."

Wen Shiyi glanced at the ten students in her classroom, and her eyes rested on Zhou Yu for a moment. Zhou Yu also noticed and quietly winked at Wen Shiyi as a greeting.

Wen Shiyi started class, and the students sat down and listened carefully to Wen Shiyi's lecture. Zhao Lei, who was next to Zhou Yu, noticed Wen Shiyi's gaze just now.

"Hey, Brother Yu, I think Teacher Wen glanced at you just now. You performed so well yesterday, the teachers must remember you."

Zhao Lei whispered to Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu looked at Wen Shiyi, who was tall and had a cold temperament. He seemed to notice Zhou Yu's gaze, and she glanced here again.

"Kid, keep your voice down and concentrate on class."

Zhao Lei also noticed that the instructor glanced here just now. He thought he was reminding them not to talk, but he didn't know that they were looking at Zhou Yu.

Li Xingyu, who was sitting in front, smiled disdainfully, but looking at Wen Shiyi's beautiful face and thinking of her indifference yesterday, Li Xingyu felt a desire to conquer in his heart.

"Just wait, the champion of this show must be mine."

While Wen Shiyi was in class, she asked every student to come on stage to practice singing and vocalizing.

"There are also skills in singing and vocalization. Many of you may have taken such classes, but I still want to say more here."

"The correct method of vocalization can protect our voices very well. Some of you may sing high notes with a hard head. This is a very demanding singing method. Only by mastering scientific methods can we extend the life of our voices... …”

Wen Shiyi teaches very carefully and attentively. She will evaluate each student based on their situation and help them adjust.

"Next, I have a lyric here. You can sing it yourself, and I will look at some of your questions."

Looking at the lyrics displayed by Wen Shiyi, everyone showed a look of embarrassment. This section of lyrics is relatively difficult. There are many lyrics, and there are many changes in pitch and melody. Even one lyric has more than a dozen twists and turns.

"Teacher, this is too difficult. Can you make it easier?"

Some students raised their hands to ask Wen Shiyi to change one, but Wen Shiyi said: "This is a small test, and if you want to become a singer, you must pass the basic skills. You must know your shortcomings now." Where, and then make up for it systematically and scientifically, so that we can get good results in subsequent competitions..."

The students looked embarrassed. Wen Shiyi looked at them and pointed at Lin Hao in the first row: "Then Lin Hao, you go first."

Lin Hao was also a little embarrassed, but he bit the bullet and tried it, and it turned out to be ugly.

"Um...Teacher, this is indeed difficult."

Wen Shiyi motioned for him to sit down, and then demonstrated it herself. She did it in one go, leaving the students dumbfounded.

"I don't require you to reach this level now. Take your time, but make progress every time."

"Next, continue."

The students had no choice but to get up and demonstrate, and there were many problems. Wen Shiyi patiently pointed them out for them.

"Come on, Zhou Yu is here for you."

When it was Zhou Yu's turn, everyone's eyes were also focused on him. Li Xingyu and Lin Hao, who had problems in front, also looked like they were watching the show. Regarding the difficulty of this lyric, they all have so many problems. Amateur players like Zhou Yu who have not been trained by the company system must have more problems.

Wen Shiyi also looked at Zhou Yu expectantly. Judging from Zhou Yu's singing skills yesterday, his basic skills were very solid. He estimated that there would be fewer problems than other students.

However, when Zhou Yu opened his mouth and sang the difficult lyrics smoothly in one breath, the whole classroom was silent. Not only the students, but also Wen Shiyi stared at Zhou Yu with a look of surprise.

He actually sang this lyrics smoothly, and it sounded so good. The key is that there were no problems at all.

Li Xingyu also couldn't believe it and frowned. Is this guy so powerful?

Zhou Yu noticed their gazes and looked at Wen Shiyi: "Um...teacher, can I sit down?"

Wen Shiyi took a deep look at Zhou Yu. Zhou Yu brought her too many surprises this time. As for the lyrics just mentioned, some professional singers would probably make mistakes without practicing for a long time.

But as for Zhou Yu, not only did he make no mistakes, but he also sang beautifully.

She looked at Zhou Yu like a monster, and then nodded to indicate that he could sit down.

"I'll go! Brother Yu, have you learned these? Are you so good?"

As soon as he sat down, Zhao Lei asked excitedly about Zhou Yu. He also learned these things in school, but there were many problems. As a result, Brother Yu actually finished it in one go without any mistakes.

And he felt that what Brother Yu sang was better than what his instructor sang.

Zhou Yu smiled: "I figured it out myself."

He was never famous in his last life, but Zhou Yu has been studying music and acting for a long time. He always felt that he was not good enough and that he was not popular because he did not work hard enough, so he worked hard to improve himself. It was not until later that he realized that he was not popular simply because he had no connections and no background.

The other students on the side rolled their eyes when they heard Zhou Yu's words, but they felt even more depressed.

Is this guy so good at thinking on his own? So what do they count as those who have been trained by the company's system?

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