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Soul Realm technology was also known as Illusion technology, which was also known as Virtual Reality technology.
There were two types of virtual idol concerts. One was a live concert, and the other was a virtual concert.
A live concert was performed in a real venue. Fans who bought tickets went directly to the venue. The virtual concert, on the other hand, would be held on the Internet with the help of Spirit Realm equipment.
The development of virtual technology allowed people to experience the blood-boiling heat radiated from the stage across time and space.
The dazzling figures on the stage, no matter if they were real or virtual, for the fans, the moment they arrived at the venue, the people on the stage were everything to them.
The grand scene and the deafening sound effects were vividly reproduced. Regardless of the quality of the performers' songs, Fang Zhao focused on the key figures who could drive the tempo of the audience.
There were all kinds of popular virtual idols. Just like celebrities had their own positions, when virtual idols were launched, the teams behind them also defined them. Some were bright, some were deep, some were mature, and some were cute.
Unlike real people, virtual idols could freeze their age. A sixteen-year-old virtual idol could stay that way forever, unlike real idols that needed external help to disguise their age.
It was impossible for Fang Zhao to watch all the performances of the most popular virtual idols, so he only skimmed through them. The current trend of virtual idols seemed to cater to the tastes of young people. That made sense. Young people were fans of idols and were willing to spend money on them. People like Yue Qing and the others wouldn't join in on the fun.
Fang Zhao still didn't have a clue after watching a few videos.
There were many kinds of virtual idols, especially in the era of Reg, the father of virtual idols in the New Era. Humans, beasts, orcs, immortals, monsters — it was a golden age of virtual idols. Otherwise, real idols wouldn't have been pushed to the brink of extinction.
The golden age of virtual idols was also known as the Reg Era. Virtual idols weren't necessarily created by Reg, but they were created with the help of "Reg Dimension."
The popular virtual idols of today were more or less a reflection of that era. You could find similarities in the virtual idols of that era.
Or should he learn from them and imitate the popular idols of the Reg Era?
Fang Zhao couldn't make up his mind, but he didn't want to be as perfunctory as Du Ang suggested. When he did something, he would either not do it or try his best to do it.
For this reason, Fang Zhao decided that when he went to school tomorrow, he would consult a teacher who taught virtual reality.
The next day, it was the last time the graduates would stand in school as students. After today, they would shed their identities as students and enter various professions.
Teachers and students naturally focused on the outstanding graduates. Take the composition department for example. Six of the top ten on the New Pioneers Chart were from the composition department. Excluding the two virtual idols, Qi 'an Academy of Music accounted for six of the eight composition students!
The people from the Composition Department were happy, but the school leaders were even happier. They waved their hands and said, "Blow it! Blow as hard as you can!
Now that the graduates were gone, the freshmen were recruiting again. If word got out, even more talented students would apply to their school.
That was why the atmosphere at Qi 'an Academy of Music was jubilant the past few days. The head of the composition department was beaming. He walked out the door with a spring in his step, until he heard that Silver Wing had given the virtual idol project to Fang Zhao.
"I don't care. You're bullying the newcomers! A waste of talent! A waste of talent! "
When Fang Zhao arrived, the department head was on a video call. On the other side of the screen was Du Ang, the head of Silver Wing's composition department.
Du Ang had a helpless look on his face. In a rare moment of good humor, he offered a few words of explanation. There was nothing he could do about it. The department head wasn't being kind. Besides, he could read the department head's mind.
An outstanding student from his own department was being treated this way. He had to do something about it. Even if the other party was Silver Wing, one of the Big Three, they were still a prestigious school. A prestigious school should have its pride and speak up when it was time to speak up. He would have done the same for any other student.
Even though he knew his protests wouldn't change the outcome, whether he could change it was one thing, and whether he spoke up was another. At the very least, he had to show his attitude.
Du Ang cursed in his heart, "Sly old fox, you picked the right time. Fang Zhao's call was just in time. Maybe it was all arranged in advance."
The department head hung up in a huff. When he turned to Fang Zhao, his attitude was much kinder. He sighed and even offered a few words of consolation.
"Anyway, don't stress yourself out. Even the professionals they hired couldn't produce a good one. Don't stress yourself out too much."
"Thanks, sir. I know. Oh, right, Rong Zheng said you wanted to see me?" Rong Zheng told Fang Zhao as soon as he arrived that the department head wanted to see him.
"Nothing much. Just don't take it too seriously. Silver Wing doesn't care about it anyway. Besides, you can continue composing while the project is in progress."
The department head offered a few more words of consolation. When he was sure Fang Zhao wasn't as depressed as he'd thought, he let him go.
"Sigh, what a good seedling. It's just bad luck that he'll be delayed for another year." The department head lowered his head and sighed as he watched Fang Zhao leave. But when he thought about the other members of the composition department, his mood brightened.
The virtual idol project was bound to be delayed for half a year or more. Even though he'd told Fang Zhao he could continue composing while the project was in progress, he wouldn't have the energy or inspiration to compose when he was really busy. So a year of delay was a given. But over the next year, the composition department would have a few other outstanding graduates making their presence felt in the music industry. Fang Zhao might be gone, but there were still five new composers in the top 10 of the New Pioneers Chart. The Qi Tone Department was still the leader. That was something other schools couldn't compete with.
Fang Zhao, who'd just left the department head's office, could guess what the old man was thinking. He wasn't really a youngster who'd just entered society, so he didn't take the department head's words too seriously.
What made Fang Zhao feel the most was that the people who'd cheered for him when he'd been on the New Pioneers Chart seemed to be avoiding him today.
Of the six composition department members who'd made it to the top 10 of the New Pioneers Chart, the treatment Fang Zhao received was clearly different from the other five. It wasn't that he was treated coldly or estranged, but people didn't know what to say to him. Those who came over to talk to him were mostly consoling him. They'd all heard from their seniors how important the first year of a newcomer's career was. If a project was delayed for a year or longer, there would be more uncertainties and uncertainty.
Fang Zhao didn't mind. He just smiled and said thanks when others consoled him.
During the graduation ceremony, as one of the outstanding graduates, Fang Zhao went on stage with the others to receive an award. Why did everyone strive to make it to the top 10 of the New Pioneers Chart? It was because the top 10 had enough exposure and fame.
Fang Zhao could also hear the whispers of the people in the audience and the looks they were giving him. They probably thought he would disappear from the music industry for the next year.
After the graduation ceremony, Fang Zhao didn't leave with the others. The original owner of his body didn't have many friends on campus, so there wasn't much to say.
Fang Zhao applied for an auditing permit for his virtual idol class. Since he'd graduated, he could no longer enjoy preferential treatment as a current student. He had to pay an additional fee for an auditing permit.
The virtual idol class was held in a large lecture hall. Compared to online classes, the live classes were more interactive. The lecture hall was fully equipped with top-notch equipment that would leave a deeper impression. That was why Fang Zhao was willing to come all the way to attend the class.
While applying for the auditing permit, Fang Zhao ran into Chu Guang. Like Fang Zhao, Chu Guang was a composition major and ranked fourth on the New Pioneers Chart.
"Auditing permit? You want to attend the class? " Chu Guang was flabbergasted, but when he thought about the project Fang Zhao had been shoved into, he understood. "Not many people take this course in our school, but the lecturer is my uncle, Chu Hong. I'll let him know. You can ask him if you have any questions in the future. But he was dragged away by some other lecturers. "
"Thanks," Fang Zhao said.
"You're welcome. We're all classmates and from the same company. No need to thank me." If Fang Zhao hadn't been shoved into the virtual idol program, Chu Guang might have been a little more guarded. After all, they were competitors. But that wasn't necessary now. He was willing to help.
"Oh, right. Your uncle teaches virtual idol classes. How much do you know about virtual idols?" Fang Zhao asked.
"Not much, but I know one thing … my uncle told me, not me!" Chu Guang hurried to clear his name.
"Yeah, don't worry. I won't tell anyone." Fang Zhao understood Chu Guang's concerns.
Chu Guang relaxed a little at Fang Zhao's reassurance. He looked around to make sure no one was paying attention, then said in a low voice, "I overheard my uncle's rant when he was drunk with my dad. He said, 'Troubled times are tough men, prosperous times are sissies.' Perhaps virtual idols will evolve in the latter direction. '"
Fang Zhao frowned. "Why?"
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