Chapter 3 Morning
At eight o'clock on the third morning.
The program crew members took the initiative to visit.
Knowing the program crew's schedule, Su Yu had already prepared early.
Actually, there wasn't much to prepare, mainly Lin Yanyu felt that having someone record their date meant she needed to put on beautiful makeup.
"Teacher Tingyu, from now on, I will be responsible for the daily live broadcast shooting of all your subsequent competitions," Lisa said after knocking, and upon seeing Su Yu open the door, she bowed slightly and introduced herself in imperfect Mandarin.
Dedicated to her profession, she did not treat Tingyu poorly just because everyone else looked down on him.
Although more people would want to watch behind-the-scenes footage of playboy Jin Chengxian, or were curious about the daily life of Sean, the overlord of the Era Music Chart.
However, after understanding Tingyu's status in the Chinese music scene last night, she felt that perhaps this Tingyu was the best choice.
At least, his support in China was terrifying.
Therefore, Lisa stayed up late studying Mandarin self-introductions, all to make a good impression on this Chinese producer and to make it easier to interact with him in the future.
"Hello," Su Yu was indeed surprised that she would introduce herself in Mandarin.
"Sorry, this is the only Mandarin I know..." Lisa said a little embarrassed.
"Heh, it's okay, you can just communicate with us in English." Suddenly, Su Yu's authentic English pronunciation surprised Lisa slightly.
However, she quickly recovered and, holding up the live broadcast equipment in front of her, asked Su Yu, "Shall we start the broadcast now?"
Su Yu nodded, "Let's start."
Lisa turned on the live broadcast equipment.
The netizens who had been waiting for a long time instantly flooded the live broadcast room.
"They're here! They're here!"
"Hahaha, Tingyu hasn't been heard from these past few days, and now we finally see him!"
"It's the New Year! It's the New Year! Today we'll have a whole day to see the Yanyu CP!"
The live broadcast began.
Lisa finally took out the task letter prepared by the program team.
"Teacher Tingyu, the theme of the first competition is Cuban charm. Teacher Tingyu, please create a song in the Cuban style. The subject matter is not limited."
After Lisa finished reading the letter, everyone was not surprised.
Because given that the program was recorded in multiple countries, some rules could be guessed. However, the fact that the subject matter was not limited made Chinese fans feel regretful. In their perception, Tingyu was an all-rounder, and if the subject matter was limited, he would have a significant advantage. With a bit of luck, if he drew an opponent who was not proficient in that subject, he would essentially win.
Now that the subject matter was not limited, everyone would create songs in their most proficient styles. The all-rounder producer Tingyu could not take advantage of this.
But this was on the premise that Tingyu had a thorough understanding of Cuban charm.
In everyone's eyes, other producers had almost toured the capital, and Tingyu had no news. Could he really write a Cuban-style song?
"Okay," Su Yu said nothing more, just nodded with a smile.
Then he called out to Lin Yanyu inside the house, "Wife, are you ready? We're starting."
"Coming, coming!" Lin Yanyu replied, and then appeared in the camera wearing a light yellow dress.
She had light makeup on, and her entire being exuded a fresh and cute aura.
Perhaps this was the first love that every man dreamed of.
"Shall we stroll around town first, and then after lunch, go to the beach to ride in a vintage car, feel the sea breeze, and watch the sunset? Is that enough time?" Lin Yanyu asked Su Yu, tilting her head up.
"I think we can take a walk before going to the program team," Su Yu said, rubbing her head.
The bullet comments were already filled with question marks.
At the same time, Lisa was also dumbfounded.
Are you treating this like a honeymoon trip?
Now other producers, after receiving the theme, have rushed to the production studio prepared by the program team to start writing songs, and you still want to go out and play?
Riding in a vintage car, feeling the sea breeze, and watching the sunset aside, the timing is not an issue since the competition is at eight in the evening.
But you even want to take a walk after sightseeing, this is too much...
...
The program's live broadcast, like the previous reception, followed the perspective of each country's respective producer.
Sean arrived at the program team after receiving the theme.
Closely behind him was Japan's Miyamoto Ze.
Then, producers from other countries had already arrived.
No one rushed in, but chatted outside.
"I hope to draw a stronger opponent in the first round," Sean said as straightforwardly as ever.
"It seems Mr. Sean is very confident?" Miyamoto Ze said with a smile.
"Of course, the United States and Cuba are so close, who do you think understands Cuba better than me?" Sean said proudly.
The others fell silent upon hearing this.
Indeed, in terms of geographical location, Sean definitely understood Cuba better than others, and this gap could not be bridged in two or three days.
"Please don't let me draw Sean."
This thought flashed through everyone's minds.
"Why haven't I seen the Chinese producer yet?" Sean asked curiously, seeing that everyone was subdued but not seeing China's Tingyu.
"I heard he was sick, I'm not very clear about it," Miyamoto Ze chimed in.
"Heh, an excuse," Sean sneered.
"Perhaps he's scared. I heard that many people have been following his whereabouts these past two days," Jin Chengxian also said with a laugh.
"Hahaha, could it be that he's forfeiting?"
"I hope to draw Tingyu, so we can enter Group A, and the opponents we face will be weaker."
"It seems everyone wants to draw Tingyu, so let's see who has such good luck."
For a moment, the previously somewhat silent crowd started chatting.
People are like this; they dare not speak when facing strong opponents, but when discussing those weaker than themselves, they like to mock them a bit.
And at this time, Tingyu.
He was strolling through the streets of Cuba with Lin Yanyu.
"Susu, this wood carving is quite beautiful, shall we buy a few to give to Xiao Gong and the others?"
"Wow! Is this a Cuban cigar? It's so big!"
"Susu, I'm a bit tired, let's go sit at the bar in front, I find I've fallen in love with the taste of mojito."
As the competition time drew closer.
While other producers were engrossed in writing songs, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room became increasingly tense.
But the scene with Tingyu was completely different.
It was as if they were truly on their honeymoon.
Throughout the day, they almost visited all the characteristic places in Cuba, then rode in old convertible cars, feeling the sea breeze by the sea and singing songs, as leisurely as could be.
"Um... I'm very sorry to disturb your pleasant mood, but there are still two hours until the competition..." Lisa, having eaten a day's worth of PDA, was beginning to doubt life.
She had initially thought that Su Yu was just saying it casually, but she didn't expect him to actually spend the whole day sightseeing in the city, like a young couple on their honeymoon visiting various places.
Although for her, following these two was infinitely better than other cameramen, as they would invite her to share food and admire the scenery. However, she felt she had to remind them, at least so that Su Yu would have a work to submit, otherwise, Su Yu would not be able to explain himself to the program team.
"There are still two hours?" Su Yu frowned.
Seeing this, Lisa sighed inwardly, "You finally realized it!"
She continued, "If we drive back now, it will only take a little over ten minutes."
Unexpectedly, Su Yu was discussing with Lin Yanyu beside him, "Shall we take a walk and have dinner before going back?"
Lin Yanyu nestled sweetly on his shoulder and nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to my husband."
Lisa: "???"