"Oh my god, how is this possible!" Ackerman, the captain of the JS band, cried out in despair, clutching his head.
"We lost, we actually lost?"
"I can't accept this. We sang Sean's song!"
"Ting Yu actually beat Sean with an English song..."
"Not only an English song, he used rock too..."
The other band members shook their heads in despair.
Their band had been smooth sailing all the way, even advancing in the previous round when their drummer made a mistake.
They had originally thought the Cheetah band was just an equally matched opponent, and then the company brought out the divine figure Sean to directly crush their opponent and win the championship.
But what they didn't expect was that they themselves would be the ones crushed.
The other party, a second-rate band, could actually invite Ting Yu to write a song for them, and this song was so awesome.
It was simply unbelievable!
On stage.
Lei Bao, captain of the Cheetah band, held the trophy with trembling hands.
The muscles in his face twitched, and he forced back the tears that were about to well up.
In the past, he was a passerby who carried speakers and guitars, busking at various snack stalls and open-air food courts, singing for ten yuan a song and even offering blessings.
Later, he formed a band with a group of friends who shared the same passion for music and rock. Their resources improved slightly, allowing them to take on small commercial performances, earning a few hundred yuan per show.
However, such commercial performances were not frequent, and the band's income did not match their expenses. The group often huddled in rental rooms, eating instant noodles.
Life was hard then, but everyone had dreams in their hearts.
Even in hardship, there was joy.
Now they had finally achieved their dream.
They won the championship of "King of Rock" and became the strongest young rock band in America. With proper management and growth, they could even become the next generation of rock superstars.
And all of this, in the face of previous despair, had been made so simple by Ting Yu's arrival. They had crushed their formidable opponent, the JS band, and won this dream trophy!
"Ting Yu!! Ting Yu!!"
Captain Lei Bao raised the trophy high and shouted Ting Yu's name in his hoarse voice.
He was the most rational and calm member of the band. When other members became conceited with some achievements, he would step forward to reprimand them, reminding them to always remember their dreams.
And at this moment, he also knew who the Cheetah band should thank.
"Ting Yu!"
"Ting Yu!!"
"Ting Yu!!"
The other members also reacted and joined their captain Lei Bao in cheering.
The Cheetah band's current success, and their ability to crush the JS band in the finals, was not due to their own prowess, but because Ting Yu, with the song "Hotel California," had practically stuffed the championship trophy into their hands.
This honor belonged more to Ting Yu.
They should thank Ting Yu!
As the Cheetah band members cheered, the audience was also infected by them, raising their hands and shouting.
The entire venue chanted Ting Yu's name.
This scene shocked countless people.
This man was not present, but he had conquered all the audience and even the judges.
Truly terrifying!!
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INS Entertainment.
John sat dejectedly in his office chair.
The projector in front of him had been turned off at some point.
The office was incredibly quiet, and his slightly rapid breathing could be heard clearly.
After a long while.
The Director of the Artist Department couldn't sit still and spoke tentatively, "Chairman... Sean lost this time."
Even ordinary people could see that although this was a competition between two rock bands, the victory was determined by the songs of two producers.
And the reason Lei Bao's band crushed the JS band was more due to the overwhelming impact of "Hotel California."
"I know." John rubbed his temples.
Then he glanced at the extinguished cigar on the floor, took out another one from the drawer, lit it, and took a deep puff.
"If this 'Time Music King'..." the Director of the Artist Department began, but then noticed John's gaze gradually becoming sharp, and he quickly shut his mouth.
Sean's crushing defeat in "King of Rock" made him worried about the results of "Time Music King."
It was important to note that although this was not the finals, it represented a battle of wits between two of the most top-tier producers on Blue Star.
Whoever won would most likely win the championship.
There was no room for even the slightest mistake.
"It won't happen. I gave Sean the theme in advance, and 'King of Rock' was something Sean finished in one day, so losing is normal." John rubbed his temples.
Although he said this, he still felt very upset.
The JS band was the band the company was heavily promoting to capture the future American rock market.
But now, with this group of Chinese people from the Cheetah band taking the championship, he didn't know what to do.
The Director of the Artist Department opened his mouth and finally said, "I just don't know if Ting Yu has any other preparations. This 'Hotel California' is already amazing, and the fact that he could easily produce it means he has other good songs."
"Heh, the theme this time is a bit niche and very restrictive. Even if he has good songs, he won't have a chance to use them on the show," John said with a cold laugh.
Originally, the theme was indeed rock music, as rock music was very popular in America.
However, after some discussion and negotiation, the program team decided to change the theme.
It was changed to a more specific theme. The "Godfather" series was a work by a famous American author, which was later adapted into a film.
It was a classic of classics in America and had a significant influence on American cinema for a long time.
The status of "The Godfather" in America was like the status of detective novels in Britain.
Therefore, using this as a theme, although it was a bit unexpected, would not be considered problematic by the public.
"Then I can rest assured. If there's nothing else, I'll leave now. Sean lost this time, and I need to check on his condition," the Director of the Artist Department said.
"Alright, you go. Do more psychological work for him," John waved his hand.
The Director of the Artist Department nodded quickly and left.
John was left alone in the office.
He rubbed his temples and looked at the cigar in his hand. This was a very expensive Cuban cigar he had a friend bring for him. It was usually incredibly fragrant, but today it tasted exceptionally bitter.
"Actually, losing this time might be good. At least it will make Sean take Ting Yu more seriously. However, to be safe, I still need to make some other preparations..."
With that thought, John stood up from his chair, put on his coat from the nearby rack, and walked out of the office.
Losing the championship of "King of Rock" this time had cost him a great deal, and it also made him realize that everyone had underestimated Ting Yu.
This was a good thing for him, because for "Time Music King," he had to ensure there were no mistakes!