After entering the concert hall, the two elders found their seats. Their seats were closer to the front. Other than the special guests, mentors, and judges, this was their section.
HuangArt Arts Center's concert hall was built according to high standards. Practically every seat in the hall could enjoy the same outstanding sound. It was just that some areas were closer to the people on stage, while others were more private.
After sitting down, Great-grandfather Fang stretched his neck and looked around. He heaved a sigh of relief when he didn't see that figure.
The person they had just seen had been a huge blow to the two elders, but they quickly forgot about it. This was Fang Zhao's graduation concert venue. Many of the people that appeared were celebrities he had only seen online. Great-grandfather Fang, who paid close attention to the entertainment circles, couldn't recall their names, but as long as he had an impression of them, they would definitely be famous.
Great-grandfather Fang felt incomparably proud when he thought about how so many celebrities had come to Fang Zhao's graduation concert.
As for everything else, old friends, tearing robots apart, none of that was as important as his great-grandson!!
Great-grandfather Fang took advantage of the fact that the concert hadn't started to flaunt on his WeChat Moments. That bunch of old fogeys in the retirement facility definitely didn't have this kind of experience!
Because Fang Zhao was very busy today, he had asked Nanfeng to come over and take a look after the two elders.
Nanfeng hadn't been there for long before he was chased away by the two elders to take care of Fang Zhao. Great-grandfather Fang felt that Fang Zhao would probably be so busy that he wouldn't even have time to drink water. He might even fall sick from the stress. He had to be taken good care of!
Thus, Nanfeng was chased away again. He didn't have any complaints. On the contrary, he was unusually excited.
He had originally thought that even though Fang Zhao was famous now, this sort of concert was more academic, and the people who came would definitely be academics. Unexpectedly, there were so many celebrities!!
When had Fang Zhao interacted with these people?
Also, those rising stars of the music industry didn't follow the same path as Fang Zhao. What were they doing here? It wasn't to the extent of stirring up news. They hadn't leaked anything at all!
A portion of the people who had managed to snag admission tickets had the same doubts as Nanfeng when they arrived. A few of these singers had nothing to do with academics, had nothing to do with Fang Zhao, and had no intention of stirring up news. What were they doing here?
Other than that, there were also people who were interested in Fang Zhao's commercial value. Even though they loved music, they were businessmen first and foremost. They couldn't accurately assess Fang Zhao's artistic value, but they were experts in assessing his commercial value. The merchants, who had a keen sense of smell, had already sensed more things from these people.
These music industry celebrities with different paths might not necessarily be doing this for Fang Zhao!
Some of the popular Junior Heavenly Kings and Junior Heavenly Queens were also very obedient here.
Putting on airs? Putting on airs?
There was no such thing.
There were too many big shots here, and it was easy to be slapped in the face.
Actress Anna, who had walked the red carpet with Fang Zhao during the film festival, also entered the concert hall with her husband, Lan Jing.
Lan Jing was Mo Lang's last disciple, a famous singer in Huangzhou, and an extremely talented person. No one was surprised to see Lan Jing here.
As a regular customer of HuangArt, Lan Jing was very familiar with the seating arrangements here and quickly found his seat. Beside them, there were also people who had just arrived and sat down.
When he saw the person sitting beside him, Lan Jing was stunned for a moment before he smiled and greeted, "Hey, Sister Fei, what a coincidence!"
The person sitting beside them had already taken off her glasses. It was Fei Ying, a superstar in the Lakalinazhou music scene. She was a crossover singer who could act in operas and sing in dramas. She could sing classical and rock, and she was also very talented in composing and arranging music. Her sudden appearance had caused rivers of blood to flow on the various charts in the Lakalinazhou music scene.
Anna hurriedly greeted her, "Sister Fei." She was also a junior in front of Fei Ying. In terms of influence in the global music industry, she could not compare.
Fei Ying responded with a smile. Then she thought of something and looked at Lan Jing with disdain.
"I heard your new song lost to the charts? Trash who can't even beat a virtual idol! "Fei Ying said disdainfully.
Lan Jing's expression was exaggerated as he shrieked, "F * ck! Do you know how good virtual idols are these days? If you're so good, you go! "
Fei Ying's main battlefield was in Lakalinazhou. Virtual idols in Lakalinazhou were not very popular these days, and their battle power in the music industry could not compare to that in Huangzhou. Therefore, Lan Jing felt that it was easy for Fei Ying to say such things.
Competition in Huangzhou's music industry was fierce, and this was publicly acknowledged. Those who could fight their way to the top were all amazing people. Even virtual idols had strong teams behind them.
Losing once wasn't a big deal. What was scary was losing continuously.
Lan Jing had indeed encountered a creative bottleneck. He had come to Fang Zhao's concert not because of "camaraderie" as others had said, but because Mo Lang had suggested it. Therefore, Lan Jing had come with a learning attitude. Regardless of whether he could break through his bottleneck, it was worth it if he could gain something.
Don't be fooled by the fact that these two were at each other's throats, but the fact that they could speak in such a manner proved that they acknowledged each other's status.
As for those who weren't qualified, they didn't even pay attention to them and completely ignored them.
Not long after, Lan Jing bumped into a familiar face and greeted Lan Jing.
"Lan Jing, are you here to listen to your junior's concert?"
"Strictly speaking, Fang Zhao is not my junior. He is Prof. Carter's disciple, and Carter is my senior, "Lan Jing explained.
"Tsk, who doesn't know that Fang Zhao is learning from Old Master Mo? How is he not your junior?" Now, everyone in the industry knew that Mo Lang was personally guiding Fang Zhao. During the second half of the advanced studies period, Lan Jing had been extremely guarded, afraid that Fang Zhao would be affected by other matters. The fact that Old Master Mo was so protective of Fang Zhao showed how much Old Master Mo cared about him.
Lan Jing didn't deny it this time. He smiled bitterly. "I used to be a treasure to Master, but ever since Master had a junior, I have become a pitiful little blade of grass."
Although that was what he said, Lan Jing also knew that many people were envious of him. As Mo Lang's disciple, he could enjoy resources and conveniences that not many people could obtain. Of course, the prerequisite was that he had the strength to back it up. If he didn't have the strength, he would have been kicked out of Old Master Mo's tutelage long ago.
As they were talking, a group of people walked into the hall.
The originally chattering concert hall suddenly quietened down and then became restless. Although it quickly calmed down, it was only on the surface. Many pairs of eyes were staring at the few people who had walked to the front and sat down.
The group that had just walked in consisted of HuangArt personnel, judges, advanced studies teachers, and a few special guests.
Lan Jing noticed that quite a few people around him instantly emitted wolf-like glints. There were even people who shot up from their seats, their eyes blazing.
"He really came!"
"The last time I saw Teacher Yan was ten years ago."
"Great Master Sang Jieqi, who has been in seclusion for so long, actually came!"
Yan Ye and Sang Jieqi. Everyone in the music industry knew these people.
Yan Ye, Da Mu, and Sang Jieqi were legendary composers and producers who had once been world-renowned. Some people said that at their peak, they dominated the pop music industry. Although this was a little exaggerated, it wasn't that far off. The style of their works could be passionate or graceful, and they had made many superstars of the music industry famous. Back then, many singers had come knocking on their doors with money and might not even be able to get one of their songs.
However, these three had all had conflicts and quarrels with HuangArt. Back then, some people felt that the HuangArt Academy was too biased towards the market. They were too commercial and full of utilitarianism. However, the three of them didn't feel this way. They had chosen music and persevered because of their passion.
Later on, the three of them hadn't completely reconciled with HuangArt. However, from their point of view, Twelve Tones was Twelve Tones and HuangArt was HuangArt. Although Twelve Tones had people they hated, they also had their teachers and people who had guided them on the path of music. They might participate in Twelve Tones activities, but they rarely participated in HuangArt activities.
Later on, Da Mu passed away due to an accident. Sang Jieqi went into seclusion, and his whereabouts became a mystery. Yan Ye was getting on in years and had limited energy. He also wanted to rest, so he only produced one song every year. Even though his current style might not be in line with the current public's taste, he was still fought over by all parties.
Up until now, Yan Ye, Sang Jieqi, and the others had rarely participated in Twelve Tones activities. However, every time there was an important activity or a graduation concert for advanced students, they would be sent invitations.
Of course, there were also some composers and producers. Although they couldn't reach the heights of Yan Ye and the others, they were still considered heavyweights and had high status in the industry. Superstars like the king and queen of pop singers might have the shadows of these people behind them.
"Is it because of Venerable Mo?" Anna asked.
The only person who could make these people attend was Mo Lang.
Lan Jing felt like he was about to turn into a lemon. He was very sour.
"I didn't even get this kind of treatment in the past. Teacher actually invited these people out for little junior! That's not right. From Fang Zhao's previous works, the path he took is completely different from this bunch of people … This is to promote little junior! "
It wasn't just Lan Jing. Mo Lang's disciples were also very sour when they saw this situation.
Teacher was indeed biased!
Great Master Mo Lang, who was being ridiculed for being biased, was currently chatting with an old friend.
"I have heard Fang Zhao's previous works. They have a very heavy and imposing feeling," Yan Ye said. "I don't study your path, but I can also feel it. For example, a heavy feeling is like reading a history book or watching a movie with an epic background. The other is like being in it and experiencing it for real. There is no feeling of looking at it from a distance. Fang Zhao belongs to the latter category. Therefore, I didn't come this time just because of you, Old Mo. I am just very interested in this kid's music. "
Sang Jieqi also said, "Fang Zhao's works have always had a very large scale. However, a large scale can easily appear empty. However, from his previous works, I can see that he has already done very well. No, I should say that he has already done very well at his age! I just don't know what kind of surprise he can give me this time. At the same time, I can also take a look at the current teaching standards of the Twelve Tones advanced course. "
"This student of Fang Zhao's is a quick learner."
The teachers of the advanced course were very confident. To be precise, they were very confident in Mo Lang. If Fang Zhao's works didn't satisfy Mo Lang, Mo Lang wouldn't be smiling. Don't judge Mo Lang by his solemn expression. In fact, when he heard others praise Fang Zhao, the corners of his mouth had actually curled up a few times.
A few people started to ask Mo Lang about the concert. As an instructor, Mo Lang knew a lot more.
Prof. Carter sat in the back seat and didn't say a word. At this time, it was best if he didn't say anything.
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