This star just wants to learn.

"That's Qing-Tibet-High..."

The male actor tried his best and his face turned red, but he still couldn't sing this line of lyrics. He could sing it well when he tried it privately, so why couldn't he sing it in this formal interview?

"Okay, that's it for today."

Wei Mingfeng waved his hand, but did not directly reject this new actor. After all, he was much better than the previous ones.

Is it possible for a person to ask a skit actor to sing high notes? He lowered his head and glanced at the script on the table. Pu Tong really dug a big hole for him. He interviewed for several days but couldn't find a single person who could sing.

He was so worried about this matter that he couldn't sleep or eat for several days. After all, he was a leader. He couldn't just push the matter onto others.

Wei Mingfeng only hated himself for not having the talent, otherwise he would have gone on stage to sing... Pu Tong's script was almost forcing him, the leader of the team, to become a singer.

He glanced at his watch and thought, forget it, he'd better go home early after get off work, otherwise he would be scolded by his wife again. His status in the family would be clear at a glance.

"Yeah! I was thinking about you, why are you calling me now?"

The caller ID showed that it was Pu Tong, the person he had been thinking about all the time. This kid finally found his conscience and decided to take over his mess!
"Uncle Wei, it's me. How are you preparing for the skit?"

It would be difficult for Pu Tong to get straight to the point and take the back door, so it would be better for him to understand the situation symbolically.

"Thanks to you, there is no progress." Wei Mingfeng paused, "Well, it's not that there is no progress at all. The old man and Teacher Bi have found the actors."

There are four people in the skit "We're Not Short of Money", and the two missing now are the ones who need to sing. It's a major shortage. Without these two roles, it would be useless for the others.

Pu Tong couldn't think of a solution and could only laugh along. Then he changed the subject and asked directly whether the Spring Festival Gala needed any song programs.

"Could it be that you want to..."

Wei Mingfeng was stunned when he heard this. Although Pu Tong's question was a bit abrupt, from what he said, it seemed that he wanted to sing on the Spring Festival Gala. That was great. If Pu Tong was on the Spring Festival Gala, the ratings would be guaranteed!

"If you want to come, we would certainly welcome you warmly. When are you free to come for rehearsal?"

"Forehead……"

Pu Tong was speechless for a moment. As expected, to perform on the Spring Festival Gala, one must have a specific program and rehearse several times. How could he perform if he had nothing?
"Is it possible that I don't know what I'm going to sing yet and I can't rehearse, so I can just go ahead and sing it when the time comes? Do you think that's okay?"

"What's the matter?"

Wei Mingfeng was stunned after hearing this. The Spring Festival Gala is an evening party for audiences across the country. It takes two or three months of preparation, big and small, to maximize the error tolerance rate. But this guy actually wanted to go on stage without any preparation.

The most outrageous thing is that he didn't even know what he was going to sing. What a joke! The whole network would be broadcasting live at the same time. What if he wasn't prepared and went on stage in the dark? Wouldn't that be the end of it?

"With your level, you should have enough time to write a song now, why bother..."

Wei Mingfeng suppressed his confusion. If someone else had said that, he would have started cursing, but this was Pu Tong. Putting aside his strength, he was a good boy and would not have come here to cause trouble.

Let's hear what he says.

Pu Tong immediately revealed his plan to kill two birds with one stone. He wanted to use the opportunity of the Spring Festival Gala to release the third song of the music showdown. The reason why he didn't know what to sing was because he didn't know the theme of the third round of challenges yet.

"You are so brave!"

Wei Mingfeng was frightened by Pu Tong's idea. He prepared and booked the Spring Festival Gala without knowing the topic. Who knew when the challenge would start? If he didn't have enough time, it would be no joke.

Apart from anything else, how is he going to report this matter?

Last year, Pu Tong only attended a few rehearsals, which was a special treatment. This year, he went straight to the show without any rehearsals. I am afraid it will be difficult to bear the burden. CCTV is not the only one who has the final say. "In fact, it is not so sudden. Each round of music challenge will start in advance. After all, you always have to leave a certain amount of time for creation."

Pu Tong explained: "Look, this time, Feili also started a month in advance, so she had plenty of time."

Wei Mingfeng couldn't help but nodded. That's right. How can a music challenge be held without leaving time for music creation?
With Pu Tong's ability, if he had ten days to prepare, it would be more than enough for him to create a high-quality music. After all, he had a famous scene of live broadcasting a ten-minute improvisation.

Wei Mingfeng was really tempted. The risk of this matter was indeed very high, but the benefits were also extremely high.

The musical competition between Pu Tong and them has been a recent international hot topic, and the higher-ups are paying close attention to it.

This guy also succeeded in demonstrating the excellent culture. His songs "Butterfly Lovers" and "Guanju" have greatly enhanced the presence of Mandarin music on the world stage.

If his third song can be successfully released on the Spring Festival Gala stage, it will be a one-plus-one effect. It will not only be a window for external display, but also a bridge that will resonate with all Chinese people.

By then, this Spring Festival Gala will probably go down in history as a classic example of excellent cultural dissemination.

There is indeed a great risk in performing on stage without rehearsal, but if it can be done, it will benefit the present and future generations.

Wei Mingfeng thought about it for a while and really felt that it was feasible. He still had a high degree of trust in Pu Tong.

"I have to ask the higher-ups for instructions. You are such a restless kid..."

Pu Tong finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't know whether this matter could be accomplished, at least there was some direction in the negotiation process. He didn't need to worry about the rest.

He rubbed his brows, not knowing who his opponent would be in the third round, Charlie, the ceiling of pop music, or the innocent little gangster Gaya... or, that mysterious girl Hetty. It seemed that these three were not easy to deal with!

But there is no need to rush this matter. The second round of the competition has not yet ended. There is no point in rushing about the third round. He has not yet passed Feili's level.

Honestly speaking, Pu Tong no longer had any hope for the outcome of this round. Feili was extremely strong in the high-pitched field, and it was beyond human power...

The current comprehensive data remains at 3:7, with them 3 and Feili 7. This is even with the bonus of their own popularity. It is extremely difficult for them to defeat the Queen of High Notes.

After a while, Wei Mingfeng called back. They are indeed a leadership team, and their efficiency is amazing.

"The higher-ups have agreed."

Wei Mingfeng himself was a little surprised that after he explained Pu Tong's plan, the top management only had one instruction, which was to fully cooperate with Pu Tong's work.

This sentence is of great value. All decisions that can use these words in work are of strategic significance. It seems that the superiors attach incredible importance to Pu Tong.

However, this is not difficult to understand. It is impossible not to pay attention to talents who can promote cultural output on their own.

"Of course, we don't 100% accept your plan, so we need a backup plan." Wei Mingfeng said with a smile, "First prepare another song and rehearse. If you are ready by then, you can go on stage. If you are not ready, we will proceed as planned. What do you think?"

When Pu Tong heard this, he thought that was no problem. Anyway, he was confident that he could prepare the song before going on stage. Having a backup plan would reassure others and he would feel less stressed.

"It's settled then. I look forward to your...improvisational performance at the Spring Festival Gala."

Wei Mingfeng hung up the phone happily, only to find that his wife had missed six calls. He glanced out the window at the already dark sky, and his heart finally died.

"Maru spicy!"

(End of this chapter)