Because the cameraman was relatively close.
Although the two spoke quietly, most viewers could hear them.
"Requesting live game footage!"
"Last episode I saw Ting Yu and Shen Jinghong playing, I'm very curious about this game and really want to play!"
"It's a shame it hasn't been released yet, and I can't even get into the beta!"
"Can't afford it, the beta accounts for this chicken-eating game are already being scalped by resellers for five thousand yuan!"
The production team naturally knew what the audience wanted to see.
The camera followed Su Yu and Gong Ju Ren into the house.
The staff had already turned on the equipment in the lounge, and Su Yu walked directly to the workstation after entering.
The audience was immediately confused.
Is he going to write a song now?
It seems the conversation just now was just for the show.
"Fortunately, Ting Yu took twenty minutes last episode. I estimate this episode's song will take at least half an hour."
"At Ting Yu's speed, he can write two songs in half an hour. I guess it'll be done in fifteen minutes!"
"Seeing Ting Yu go straight to the workstation, he should be more serious. I guess an hour."
"Quick, start betting! How long will Ting Yu take this time!"
Because Ting Yu finished a song in twenty minutes, and it was of very good quality.
Now everyone had a deep understanding of his speed.
The fastest in the Chinese music industry!
Although this title made Su Yu a little unhappy.
His fans felt it described him very accurately.
After all, while others hadn't even finished writing the lyrics, he had already completed an entire song.
The production team also understood the show's effect.
They then set up a voting activity on the live stream.
【How long will it take Ting Yu to finish this song?】
There were many options, divided into five-minute intervals.
When this interface appeared.
Many viewers participated.
The option with the most votes was twenty minutes, followed by fifteen minutes.
Indeed, Ting Yu was in this range last time, and it was already very fast. It was hard to imagine what it would be like to write a song in ten minutes.
The sound of instruments played from the lounge speakers. Everyone who watched the first episode knew that Ting Yu was composing quickly.
"Little Gong, come over and get familiar with the song. This song doesn't require much technique, but it needs deep emotion."
Eight minutes passed.
Su Yu said to Gong Ju Ren beside him.
At this time, his other hand quickly moved the mouse, arranging instrument tracks in the software.
"Okay!" Gong Ju Ren quickly stepped forward.
Then, after Su Yu finished everything, he clicked the export button.
Ten minutes!
A song was done!
"Hiss... outrageous!"
"I don't know whether to be surprised or speechless. I picked ten minutes randomly, and he actually did it?"
"Impossible, right?"
"Ting Yu, the fastest man in the Chinese music industry!"
"He must have written it carelessly. He'll definitely change it after the cameras leave!"
"Is it possible that the show is creating a persona for Ting Yu, and he's doing it on purpose?"
"Bullshit! What's the benefit of doing this? Does Ting Yu's current status require such a persona?"
It was just too fast.
In ten minutes, let alone completing a song, a normal producer probably wouldn't have even written a single lyric.
However, seeing the audience's reaction, the production team, after giving instructions backstage, zoomed the camera in on Su Yu's screen.
The filename was "The Past."
Of course, no matter how much the audience doubted, the production team would not reveal the song beforehand. Seeing the song title was already the greatest extent.
Su Yu was ready to familiarize Gong Ju Ren, the singer, with the song. The cameraman consciously left the lounge.
"Alas... the production time seems to have been set too long." Backstage, the chief director of the production sighed.
Other producers might not have even started yet, and Su Yu had already finished.
Originally, when the five-hour production time was designated, many people in the production team questioned whether it was enough to complete the task.
Su Yu directly taught them a lesson: five hours was too long for him.
...
Of course, not everyone was as perverted as Su Yu.
Mo Yan was still discussing lyrics with the singer.
Zhou Qingshan's lyrics were finished, and he was discussing the comfortable vocal range with the singer.
Surprisingly, Jiang Qian had already started composing.
She was the fastest producer besides Su Yu this time.
"How is it? Does my speed have that Ting Yu vibe?" she teased towards the camera.
She had also watched the replay of the previous episode and knew that Ting Yu's speed was heaven-defying.
This remark was just a tease.
The cameraman said with a wry smile, "Teacher Jiang Qian, Teacher Ting Yu finished writing a few minutes ago..."
Jiang Qian: ???
Jiang Xiao'e, seeing Jiang Qian embarrassed, wanted to laugh but dared not, her pretty face flushing from holding it in.
Like Gong Ju Ren, no matter what shocking thing Su Yu did, she found it normal. After all, in her heart, Su Yu was a god, a belief.
The audience found Jiang Qian's embarrassment particularly amusing.
"Hahaha, Teacher Jiang Qian finally got serious once, but you made her lose so thoroughly!"
"People's joys and sorrows seem similar, yet they are somewhat different."
"The cameraman is too mean, can't he let Teacher Jiang Qian show off for a few more seconds?"
However.
After only a moment of stunned silence, Jiang Qian recovered.
She glanced at the time and shook her head with a wry smile.
You really can't compare speeds with this child. The reason she could do it so fast was that the song had had an outline for a long time, and the lyrics also had a draft. Under these circumstances, she only needed to finish the draft first and then polish it slowly.
Even so, she was completely crushed in terms of speed.
Thinking of this, she didn't say anything more but continued to focus on writing the song. Jiang Xiao'e stood by, feeling a bit constrained, and the lounge fell silent again.
...
This time the draw.
Mo Yan drew the first position.
Su Yu drew the second.
Then followed Jiang Qian and Zhou Qingshan.
When this result came out, Jiang Qian pouted.
Why did she draw after this child?
As everyone knew, performing songs after Ting Yu was not good for the effect.
However, fortunately, this show had no audience or judges' votes. Otherwise, the "victim" meme from Masked Singer would have resurfaced.
"Jinghong, you go up," Mo Yan said calmly.
He had been a bit distracted all day.
Not only Su Yu and the other producers noticed, but even the audience could tell.
"Is Teacher Mo Yan sick? His mental state doesn't look good."
"I think Teacher Mo Yan seems to have something on his mind."
"Is it still because of the public opinion about King of Songs? Impossible, he was fine last episode."
There were quite a few Mo Yan fans in the live stream.
Amidst the discussion, Shen Jinghong took a deep breath and walked onto the stage.
He also had a troubled expression.
Because he knew better than anyone that Mo Yan's condition was not good today, and even his song didn't reach his average level.