Some people were enjoying themselves, while others were so nervous that their palms were sweaty. At this time, the final winner of the Grammy Award for Best Instrumental Performance was about to be announced in the quiet hall.
Among the winners of this relatively elegant music award, many of them were performers of popular musical instruments.
As for pianists with a low audience, Lang Lang could only count on his own music company and Qin Guan's help in Los Angeles to promote him.
"The winner of the 47th Grammy Award for Best Instrumental Performance is Lang Lang!"
Clap, clap, clap!
The thunderous applause, accompanied by the instantaneous switch of the camera, made Lang Lang, who had just heard the news, stunned on the spot.
Don't be fooled by this comrade's craziness in front of the piano. In the Grammy Awards ceremony, he was still as young as a fledgling.
"Don't just stand there! Hurry up and get on the stage!"
Gao Xiaosong and Qin Guan stood up in front of the camera and hugged their fellow countryman from China.
"Wow!"
The close-up of Lang Lang's face was displayed on the huge screen in the stadium. Lang Lang's joyful expression was completely displayed to everyone in the stadium.
However, no one laughed at the young Chinese man. Everyone sent their most sincere blessings to the Chinese man who had won the award in the United States.
Of course, another reason was that they were amazed by the familiar-looking man beside this person.
‘OH! MYGOD! Qin Guan is here! "
"Is the winner a Chinese-American?"
"No, he's a Chinese through and through!"
"Awesome! A Chinese pianist has won an Oscar! Is that why Qin Guan is here?"
"Are you saying that Qin Guan couldn't win an Oscar? Is he here to watch his compatriot win an award?"
That's ridiculous!
The reporters, who were joking around, forgot about the main character of the day as they chatted casually. Meanwhile, those who had bought scalped tickets to get in were in a frenzy.
"I told you that the scene was correct! My phone! My phone! "
"I want to record this wonderful moment. Qin Guan is only 13 rows away from me!" I love you! "
Some fans, who were wearing weird dresses that served as cloaks for witches and Cinderella, held up a flag with Qin Guan's face on it, as if there was no one else around.
Their behavior also successfully attracted the attention of a hidden cameraman on the sidelines. Unsurprisingly, these girls appeared on the big screen.
"He is awesome! As expected of a Best Actor. He came to the Grammy Awards and even brought his own fan club! '
Misunderstanding! It's a complete misunderstanding! I was not sent by the Actors' Association to make trouble!
Seeing their figures successfully appear on the big screen, the fans shouted louder and shed tears of happiness.
They were even more excited than when they had seen him on the red carpet.
Thanks to the live broadcast, all the US viewers knew that they were with Qin Guan.
The storm on the big screen had nothing to do with Lang Lang at this time, because he had already gone on stage and won the dream that belonged to all musicians.
A golden-colored phonograph trophy made of alloy, as a milestone in his musical journey, would be kept by him forever.
This unexpected award also allowed Lang Lang to paint another layer of gold paint on himself when he returned to his motherland.
Congratulations, the Grammy Trophy belongs to the Chinese.
They were the pride of all China musicians and China people.
Today, when the mainland music industry was complacent and self-indulgent, any breakthrough was worthy of celebration for all musicians.
When Lang Lang walked off the stage, Gao Xiaosong was already crying his eyes out.
"When will China's pop music receive such an honor?"
Unless China bought the Grammys.
Well, the joke wasn't funny.
No matter how reluctant Qin Guan was, he had to leave.
Inside the stadium, there were reporters everywhere, as well as the excited spectators who were unwilling to leave for a long time.
Only then did Qin Guan realize that he had made a mistake by not leaving quietly.
First, the influential music producers and stars sitting in the first three rows took action.
Even if they were successful and famous, they would still chase after their idols.
What did they want to talk to him about?
They didn't ask for his autograph like ordinary fans.
They asked him if he wanted to pursue a career in the music industry. Even if he was tone deaf, he could still make electronic music.
As long as his face appeared in front of the camera, he would be able to sell his records.
Some of them had volunteered to write a single for Qin Guan, while others had been inspired by Qin Guan and planned to write a song for him called "My Idol, My Love".
In the end, the remaining male and female singers came to recommend themselves one by one.
You came to the music industry, and your brothers and sisters took you there. Shouldn't you take us to the film and television industry to have some fun?
When these people decided to be shameless, they were even scarier than the mainstay fans.
Tired of socializing, Qin Guan decided to use his Invincible Thunderbolt skill.
He covered his face, ran away and let go of Komatsu.
The man, whose face was bigger than everyone else's, started his journey of musical inspiration with a flick of his smooth, elegant hair.
"Hey, isn't this XXX? You want to cooperate with our music studio? Great, let me tell you, I have a lot of good singers under me! Singing is like karaoke for Qin Guan. "
"It would be a waste of your talent to compose for him. Would you be interested in composing a song for a singer with such a range? Hey, don't go! "
"What? Can I find someone to participate in your latest album? Sing a song together? Half a song is fine too! If you like acting, you can come to China and find me. You can have a role with lines. "
"Hey, don't go! Let's talk!"
Qin Guan ran out of sight. How did this man with the surname Gao do his job better than them?
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