The audience was ecstatic, but some felt as if they were in hell.

The ten veteran artists were sitting in front of the TV, waiting to watch the spectacle of cultural upheaval and then make a good laugh. But the first song stunned them all!

What kind of divine song is this?

Could we write the main theme as rock music?

While they stood there dumbfounded, the young people and children in the family couldn't help but get into the music and start having fun!

The songs that followed, one after another, were like heavy hammer blows, constantly shattering their once impenetrable confidence. In the end, their confidence vanished completely.

All that remained was a cold sweat pouring down my face!

Done!

This time we're really doomed!

We've all been tricked by that old bastard Xu Yuanjiang!

You think a joint song release is acceptable? Ten singers joining forces to celebrate National Day is certainly a wonderful thing.

But you had to post that on Weibo, saying you wanted to challenge the subversive culture. You're like trying to find a cesspool by holding a lantern in the latrine.

Go ahead and do whatever you want to die, but don't drag us old guys into it!

The reputation of veteran artists is not something that comes easily; it is something we have worked hard for half our lives!

He was adored by the masses for most of his life, and now, in his old age, you've given him a huge stain on his reputation!

If they are like this, one can only imagine what Xu Yuanjiang himself is like.

He was now slumped in the sofa, watching in horror as the two hosts walked onto the stage and gave their closing remarks:

On this auspicious night, let us jointly wish our beloved motherland prosperity and strength!

"The cause of building a strong nation has not yet been accomplished, and we, our compatriots, must continue to strive! Let us join hands and march together toward prosperity and strength!"

"Please welcome all the singers to the stage tonight to perform a song for us: 'We Are Walking on the Great Road'!"

In the blink of an eye, eight singers walked onto the stage together and, amidst majestic music, sang their final song:

"How broad our path is, how glorious our future is! We dedicate ourselves to this magnificent cause, and we are filled with boundless happiness and supreme honor!"

"Forward! Forward! The revolutionary momentum is unstoppable! Forward! Forward! Towards victory!"

Xu Yuanjiang almost fainted.

This song is amazing!

With the artistic skills he had cultivated over fifty years of life, he immediately recognized the extraordinary nature of the song!

This is another song that will definitely be added to the classic music library!

And it will definitely be regarded as a classic theme and sung again and again!

What's the point of comparing these two?

How can this compare?

There was no need to check any data online, look at the number of calls to radio stations, or check the ratings of TV stations. Just based on his immediate feeling, Xu Yuanjiang knew that he had been completely defeated this time!

A complete defeat, and this was despite having assembled a group of veteran artists and top-tier creators in the industry, yet still being utterly defeated by a mere private entertainment company…

Or rather, they were utterly defeated by a single person!

Xu Yuanjiang covered his face, unsure of what to do.

Just then the phone rang. Before I could even ask anything, I was met with an angry barrage of questions:

"Old Xu, what are you doing? What does your feud with Fanfu Culture have to do with us? Why are you dragging us into this? We've been friends for over ten years, and you're just going to betray me like this?"

After a barrage of questions, without giving him a chance to explain, they hung up on him.

And then the phone rang one after another, with each of the nine veteran artists giving him a dressing down, almost causing Xu Yuanjiang to have a brain hemorrhage.

"Zhuo Tao! It was all your bastard ideas that led to this!"

On Yuting Culture's side, Zhuo Tao was also furious.

"Is there no reasoning at all?"

Why should all the world's talent be poured into him?

"Is he God's illegitimate son or something?"

"Even the national team couldn't beat him in the next match?"

"Ten singers working together couldn't defeat him alone?"

"What the hell..."

Zhuo Tao was furious, but what could he do?

With the release of this episode of "The Voice of China," the phenomenon of "overturning culture" has once again become incredibly popular, like an unstoppable torrent!

For a time, the entire internet was buzzing with discussion about this episode of the Red Song Concert, while the original fans of the ten veteran artists fell madly in love with the young singers who performed those songs that night.

The next day, radio and television stations were inundated with calls, with the public demanding that radio stations repeatedly play the nine patriotic songs from the previous night and that television stations rebroadcast "The Voice of China: Red Song Concert".

Aside from Linhai TV being overjoyed, other TV stations were truly suffering in silence.

Dear uncles and aunts, "The Voice of China" is a program of Linhai TV, and it has copyright. How can we broadcast it?

This resulted in a barrage of insults from the elderly folks.

"What a lousy TV station! They don't even have a patriotic song competition. What kind of TV programs are you even producing?!"

"If you can't even meet these basic demands of the people, how dare you call yourself serving the people!"

"Alright, alright, let's all go watch Linhai TV!"

Online, several trending topics quietly appeared:

Red songs are very popular.

"The Voice of China" reignites the craze for patriotic songs

Main theme unifies the world

Linhai TV is going crazy.

YYDS Culture Overturning

At this time, Fanfu Culture seized the opportunity to negotiate with the three major music platforms and finally distributed the nine songs to the three platforms under extremely favorable terms.

However, it wasn't an equal split. Because Alphabet Music had previously supported Flip Culture, Wang Ke reciprocated by giving them five songs!

The remaining four songs were then split equally between the other two companies.

The two families were naturally filled with regret, but they were also glad that they had made amends in time by treating Mr. Fan to a meal; otherwise, they probably wouldn't have received a single song this time.

They secretly made a decision: no matter what songs Fanfu Culture releases in the future, they will fully support them!

In short, we must rebuild a good cooperative relationship!

Once these revolutionary songs were released on the platform, they immediately sparked a wave of new user registrations. Many middle-aged and elderly people don't use these platforms at all and rely on short videos to listen to music. But now, in order to hear these great songs as soon as possible, they begged their children to register accounts for them and flocked to the music platform to request songs.

As for the ten songs by those ten veteran artists, their popularity immediately dropped—with such gems preceding them, who would care about their broken pebbles?

This time, the culture of subversion has won again.

Inside the company headquarters, the singers cheered and surrounded Wang Ke, insisting that he host a celebration.

"Don't rush, don't rush." ​​Wang Ke waved his hand, "Let's celebrate after the National Day Gala ends, that way we can celebrate together with the country."

Everyone nodded.

Lin Qianyu couldn't help but ask curiously, "Uncle, where exactly is that song you wrote for the city going to be performed?"

Wang Ke smiled mysteriously: "What do you think?"

"It should be in one of our Linhai TV programs, right?"

"Did the city hire someone directly to sing at the celebration that day?"

Everyone chimed in with their opinions, but in the end, we still had to ask Wang Ke.

"You'll find out when the time comes!" Wang Ke said, keeping everyone in suspense.

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