With just a few casual words, I've swept the music scene.

Upon arriving at the recording studio, Wang Ke gave the sheet music to the band and the song sheet to Lin Qianyu.

The barbecue guy hadn't received any systematic music training, so he couldn't read sheet music at all and had to be taught by others.

Lin Qianyu has such an amazing voice!

Whatever song she sings, it sounds heavenly!

The barbecue guy learned how to do it, but he was also dumbfounded. He couldn't help but grin and say, "Boss Fan, why am I losing more and more confidence as I learn?"

“You’ve been led astray by Xiaoyu,” Wang Ke said. “She taught you the tune, not how to sing. Just sing in your own way.”

The barbecue guy nodded and tried singing it himself.

Everyone's eyes lit up as soon as they heard that: Hmm, that's the vibe!

The barbecue guy, however, lacked confidence, feeling that he was far inferior to Lin Qianyu.

"Mr. Fan, with my skill level, can I really release a song?" he asked hesitantly.

Wang Ke nodded: "It's pretty good. A few minor adjustments are all that's needed."

Then he started giving instructions.

As everyone listened, they became increasingly puzzled: how come the singing was fine when Fan Zong didn't give any guidance, but the more Fan Zong guided him, the worse... worse the barbecue guy's singing became?

However, this voice and this song are a perfect match!

After giving some guidance, Wang Ke felt it was about time, so he let the barbecue guy go into the studio to record. After working for an hour, the final product was finally recorded.

The barbecue vendor asked hesitantly, "Will this really work?"

"Of course it can work!" Wang Ke laughed. "Just be prepared to become the spokesperson for wage earners!"

"It feels like a dream," the barbecue guy muttered to himself.

Holding the song, Wang Ke pondered for a while and finally decided not to release it on online music platforms for the time being.

The habit of urban migrant workers listening to music is not to go to big platforms to buy memberships; they are unwilling to spend money so recklessly.

So Wang Ke directly asked Luo Jun to bring over the film crew and shoot a music video for the barbecue guy.

I don't need any cinematic quality, any lighting filters, or any fancy backgrounds.

So we took the barbecue guy to the suburban factory area, to the urban village, to the rental house, the vegetable market, the second-hand market, the street of two-dollar stores, and the labor protection equipment sales department...

In short, we need to go to the places where migrant workers in the city often go and use the most down-to-earth lenses to directly record the scenes that are closest to their lives!

The production director was dumbfounded and couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Fan, who would want to watch a music video like this?"

"Those who like to watch will naturally like to watch." Wang Ke didn't elaborate further.

Indeed, the quality of a music video shot in this way is somewhat low.

But you need to know who its target audience is!

Are two-dollar stores only for high-level white-collar workers?

Do people in suits and ties come to shop at labor and equipment stores?

If you build a hot pot restaurant to five-star standards, would ordinary consumers dare to enter?

Since quality isn't a concern, the music video was easy to shoot. The BBQ guy simply faced the camera, walked forward through these scenes, and lip-synced the lyrics.

Filming was completed in no time. After a quick edit and the addition of a pre-recorded song, a music video was fresh off the press.

Wang Ke saved the music video to a USB drive and went to Linhai TV to ask Deng Jinsheng for help.

Upon hearing that Wang Ke had released a new song, Deng Jinsheng became excited and waved his hand, saying, "What do you mean by 'helping'? The matter of 'overturning culture' is our Linhai TV's matter! We have a golden hits showcase program that intersperses four songs every day, and I'll arrange it for you right away!"

"Don't rush," Wang Ke stopped him. "My song is a little different; I want to play it during a special time."

"Special period?" Deng Jinsheng was taken aback.

“Don’t we have a late-night drama called ‘Migrant Worker Brothers’ on our TV station?” Wang Ke said. “I think this song will be played before or after the show.”

“But that time is a bit late, not prime time!” Deng Jinsheng said.

“It’s alright.” Wang Ke smiled. “Airing it before or after this drama would be most beneficial for the song. Please arrange it that way.”

This was not difficult for Deng Jinsheng, so he made the arrangements immediately.

Broadcasting programs on television is no small matter. Even if it's Wang Ke's song, Deng Jinsheng has to review it first. After listening to it, the old man was dumbfounded.

"This...this is a song you wrote?"

"Yeah. What's wrong?"

"It's just a bit...unbelievable...you can actually write a song like this?"

"Just tell me how you feel."

"To be honest, from my perspective, this song is a bit... a bit... but from the perspective of migrant workers and laborers, I think it's pretty good."

Deng Jinsheng's words were somewhat ambiguous.

They're not the same kind of people, so of course he can't understand the feelings of migrant workers and laborers.

Wang Ke, however, was full of confidence in the song, and said with a smile, "It will definitely be good, so you can play it with peace of mind."

With Deng Jinsheng's arrangement, the song was successfully broadcast the next day.

The TV series "Migrant Workers Brothers" is not a popular show. It realistically depicts the lives of migrant workers in the city, so most urban people don't really like watching it.

But the migrant workers empathized with the situation, and many of them are watching the show.

Most migrant workers work long hours from dawn till dusk, so the TV station aired the show late at night.

Therefore, this song did not cause much of a stir after its premiere.

Wang Ke wasn't in a hurry; he was busy filming the next episode of "The Voice of China".

During this period, Xu Chen kept making a fuss online, while many musicians and music critics fawned over him, and netizens were led by him to argue back and forth.

Wang Ke wasn't in a hurry. He simply handed the music video to Luo Jun and asked him to release it on various video platforms. He then edited the highlights of "Migrant Worker Brothers" into short videos, added the song, and uploaded them to short video platforms.

Then, Wang Ke called the barbecue guy over: "Come on, let's go to the studio of 'The Voice of China'."

"What are you doing?" the barbecue guy asked, looking puzzled.

"I'll be a guest and sing a song on stage," Wang Ke said with a smile.

"Can I do it?" the barbecue guy asked nervously.

He felt that he was a contestant who was eliminated during the audition, but now he had to go to the mentor group's internal battle as a guest. Isn't that a bit ridiculous?

"If I say it's okay, then it's okay," Wang Ke said. "After all, it's our program."

That's right.

Why is it that Yuting Culture can use its advantages to spread rumors and slander against Fanfu Culture, while Fanfu Culture can't use its advantages to promote its own singers and songs through the wildly popular variety show "The Voice of China"?

Besides the barbecue guy, Wang Ke also prepared several classic songs for the best contestant in the mentor group this episode. In fact, Wang Ke had prepared a lot of songs for the best contestant in each previous episode because he had to ensure that these singers sang the songs that were most suitable for them. So he prepared more songs and then picked the most suitable one for them after the best contestant was selected.

This episode features an internal battle within mentor Chen Hao's team, and the chosen contestant is a 20-year-old female singer named Fang Qiqi.

This young girl is the gentle and graceful type, and Wang Ke immediately thought of the most suitable song for her to sing.

"Let's go with this one. I believe that after this episode, you'll become the leader of the 'pure and innocent' school of pop music," Wang Ke said with a smile.

"Huh?" Fang Qiqi was quite startled.