After arriving at the television station.
Chief Director Liu Qingfeng was still busy recording the program.
Chen Yu led Su Yu and his group to the recording set. She arranged for Su Zhengguo to sit in the front row of the audience seats. Knowing that Su Yu had something to do, Lin Yanyu voluntarily stayed behind to accompany Su Yu's parents.
After making the arrangements, Chen Yu led Su Yu to the adjacent venue.
Her symphony orchestra was the largest in China, with over a hundred members. The production team had specially opened a venue in the adjacent hall for them to rehearse.
"Auntie, what's the matter?" Su Yu asked doubtfully on the way.
Up to this point, he still didn't know what help was needed.
"Due to some reasons, a program's performers couldn't make it, and the program's duration was a little short of the required length, so Director Liu asked our symphony orchestra to add a program temporarily."
Chen Yu replied with a smile.
Programs had a specified duration, and with one program missing, the total duration would not meet the standard. This might not be a big deal for regular television programs, but official requirements were strict, necessitating the addition of a program.
Initially, Liu Qingfeng wanted to add another symphony program, but he felt it was too much. Later, Chen Yu suddenly mentioned that Su Yu was coming to watch the recording, and Liu Qingfeng thought of asking if he had any existing material.
In his opinion, Su Yu had been working on patriotic songs recently.
It was possible he had some spares.
Even if he didn't, it wouldn't matter; they could rearrange the program later. Asking him wouldn't hurt.
While it was said Su Yu was coming to help, it was actually another opportunity for Su Yu to cooperate with the official channels.
Frequently participating in official programs could also enhance his public image.
Although official programs might not have the same popularity as other shows, they represented something different.
Take the Spring Festival Gala, for instance. People in the entertainment industry would go to great lengths to participate, but the opportunities were very few, reserved for stars with positive energy and talent.
On the other hand, those idol stars who relied on sensationalism and dating rumors would never be on the Spring Festival Gala.
"Auntie, with such short notice, even if I had a song, it's impossible to coordinate with the orchestra, right?" Su Yu spread his hands towards Chen Yu.
Although this program was not live, but recorded, the time was still too tight.
"If it's not possible, we'll just have to play a symphony at random," Chen Yu felt it was a pity.
This was a great opportunity.
Su Yu had already become a music god, and there was very little room for improvement in his production skills. Official resources were an excellent path.
Just like before, when he was praised by all official channels, his fans would feel a strong sense of pride.
This was an honor that many in the entertainment industry could only dream of.
"Symphony..." Su Yu frowned in thought.
Suddenly, his eyebrows shot up.
"Auntie, are there any male singers who can perform opera vocals in this program?" he asked tentatively.
Chen Yu was stunned for a moment, then after pondering, she said, "Teacher Li Yuliang happens to be accompanying his wife to record a program."
This Li Yuliang was a Peking Opera artist. With his unique contrasting female voice and strong foundation in Peking Opera, he was considered national-level in the Chinese music scene.
Su Yu naturally knew of him but had never had the chance to interact with a singer of this caliber.
It seemed he had only interacted with Chen Rong, who had the title of national-level, but Chen Rong wasn't exactly a singer.
"Then ask Director Liu if he's willing to sing," Su Yu wasn't confident enough to believe that even national-level artists would want to sing his songs, so it was safer to ask.
If the other party was unwilling, he could sing it himself.
The main reason was that "Masked Singer" was coming soon, and he had been imitating Jay Chou's enunciation. If he changed his style while masked, it would be difficult for others to guess him.
So, he preferred not to sing if possible.
Also, he had finally come out to travel with his parents, and he hoped to accompany them in the audience.
"Okay, I'll contact Director Liu right away," Chen Yu took out her phone.
"Then I'll go print the sheet music."
"There's a printer at the end of the corridor."
"Alright."
Su Yu had prepared the symphony version of "Chi Ling" this time.
It wasn't that he didn't want to use other songs, but this song was very suitable for this program.
"A prosperous world as you wish."
This lyric was the core of this version. Of course, this song also carried the idea of "though humble, one dares not forget to worry about the nation."
Moreover, the song "Chi Ling" had been very popular since the opera festival. He believed most people had heard it, and the symphony orchestra members could cooperate more quickly.
After customizing the symphony score and lyrics for "Chi Ling" with the system, Su Yu went to the printer at the end of the corridor to print copies for everyone in the symphony orchestra to familiarize themselves with. As for the singing, it depended on whether the national-level artist Li Yuliang was willing to sing.
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At the program recording site.
At this moment, the choir was singing "Good Mountains and Rivers of the Motherland."
This was a patriotic song well-known in China.
It was also a song written by a senior producer who had passed away.
The song was grand and magnificent.
It praised the great mountains and rivers of China.
Under the rendition of the choir, it was very moving.
As the accompaniment gradually faded, the choir's recording was completed.
Li Yuliang sat in the front row, lazily watching the performance on stage.
Nearly fifty years old, he looked well-maintained, exuding an elegant aura, yet his eyes were lively and astute.
The art of expression through the eyes was a fundamental skill in Peking Opera, trained from a young age.
This demonstrated his profound foundation in Peking Opera.
Just then.
Chief Director Liu Qingfeng, with a warm smile, approached him.
"Old Li, how did you enjoy the program today?" he asked with a smile.
"It's alright, but couldn't you have scheduled my wife's program earlier? I finally got a day off, I wish I could go back and rest sooner," Li Yuliang joked.
He and Liu Qingfeng were old friends of many years. Their banter was a sign of their close camaraderie.
"You're good in everything, except you're lazy. Accompanying your wife to record a program, isn't that what a good husband should do?" Liu Qingfeng continued to tease.
"Speak your mind, don't beat around the bush," Li Yuliang's smile faded.
Based on his understanding of Liu Qingfeng, the director wouldn't come to chat with him for no reason during a break in recording.
There must be something.
"Uh..." Liu Qingfeng was taken aback, then pretended to be in a difficult situation and said, "It's nothing much, I just wanted you to help me with something..."
"No, I have other things. My daughter is waiting at home for me to take her to the amusement park. You know I had a child late in life, it wasn't easy..." Li Yuliang quickly interrupted.
He didn't even wait to hear what the favor was.
He was only here as an audience member today and didn't want to be roped into anything.
The next program was his wife's. After his wife's program was finished, he had to go back and take his ten-year-old daughter to the amusement park. He had no time to help.