Chapter 458

This six-foot-three giant with a "widow-like" expression made Lin Yu chuckle inwardly.

“Thank you, Director Che.”

“What is this about?”

Lin Yu hadn't been in the industry for this long to be a novice in the entertainment circle anymore.

Director Che’s sweaty appearance definitely meant he had something to say.

"Offering favors for no reason—it's either treachery or theft!"

“Hehe.”

Che Ze was called out by Lin Yu, and his old face turned red immediately.

“Brother Lin Yu,”

“I have carefully analyzed all the variety shows you’ve participated in.”

“You also know that our station is basically recorded, and we have no experience with live broadcasts, so could you...”

Che Ze scratched his head and gestured toward Lin Yu.

Subsequently, he pulled two 50ml bottles of Moutai from the bag he was carrying.

“Easy, easy.”

Lin Yu smiled.

He was quite impressed by Che Ze’s shameless professionalism.

As the general director of a golden variety show on a provincial station, being able to put down his ego was not easy at all.

Lin Yu could also imagine how much pressure the higher-ups had put on the Jin Ling station’s *Masked Singer*.

It wasn't hard to guess; watching the variety shows on Zhejiang and Mango TV doing so well, it was inevitable that they would feel jealous.

The ratings of variety shows are closely tied to sponsorships; every station has revenue targets, and if they aren't met, the policies for the coming year will decline.

Lin Yu had heard Bureau Chief Wei mention this before.

After all, Lin Yu had done shows like *Running Man*, *Mushroom House*, and *Honey Peach*, so he was very experienced with live variety shows.

He told Che Ze everything he knew without holding back; there was no need to hide anything. Lin Yu understood the principle that "if one prospers, all prosper; if one suffers, all suffer."

During this time, Lin Yu wasn't idle.

While clinking glasses, he kept probing Che Ze about the real identities of the guests who had advanced to the grand finale.

Although Che Ze didn't reveal the singers' names, Lin Yu had a rough estimate of the strength of the advancing contestants.

Very strong!

According to Che Ze, the contestants in this *Masked Singer* finale were all powerful vocalists, and many even had positions in the national team.

Fortunately, after this conversation, Lin Yu’s attitude became much more serious.

It seems he needed to be more cautious about choosing songs!

“By the way, Lin Yu, is your accompaniment score ready?”

“Let me reveal one more thing: many of the observers the day after tomorrow are singers who started with love songs.”

“If you...”

[Begging for flowers]

Che Ze stopped halfway through his sentence.

For a smart person, a hint is enough.

After saying goodbye to Che Ze, Lin Yu began to ponder deeply.

Love songs!

Theme: Wait!

After entering the second half of the night, he gradually had some thoughts.

The next day.

At nine in the morning, the exclusive band for *Masked Singer* received the accompaniment scores sent by the teams of each advancing singer.

“This is not bad! The song *I Do* really tests a singer’s voice.”

“I think it tests our violinist.”

“Don’t make me the scapegoat! If I can make the audience cry, then what do we need the singer for?”

“It’s a good thing these are all old songs; we can play them directly without looking at the score.”

“Nonsense! In a theme performance competition, who would risk choosing a new song?”

“It’s just going through the motions; I bet the champion is already decided.”

Just as the band members were chatting heatedly, they flipped to the score submitted by Lin Yu.

“Holy crap! What the hell? What kind of song is this? I’ve never heard of it.”

“Erhu! Flute! Guzheng? This is a Chinese-style piece.”

“Good guy! It really is an original. I just checked online, and there’s no introduction for this song at all.”

“Tropical Rainforest!”

“Wow! Isn't this the big shot who sang *Lanting Xu*? My current phone ringtone is his song.”

“This kid dares to play an original in the grand finale; he’s really bold!”

After the musicians were shocked,

they began to use their instruments to rehearse this piece. When the music resounded on the stage, everyone was stunned and couldn't recover for a long time.

If there is a genius record in this world, this musician’s name will definitely be on it!

“Here, it’s best to pause for a beat.”

“Leave some room for the erhu to perform.”

“And that bamboo flute part, the entry can be a bit faster.”

At the rehearsal site for *Masked Singer*.

Lin Yu was wearing his mask, conducting his final live rehearsal to practice stage positioning and coordination with the band.

Last time, in the semi-finals, the production team used accompaniment, so the live feel wasn't that strong.

This was also Lin Yu’s first time coordinating with a live band; the feeling of stereo sound with emotion surrounding him

was a completely different experience!

Lin Yu really enjoyed this feeling of live band coordination and sighed inwardly; no wonder so many fans love music festivals—it’s simply two different musical worlds.

As for the band, they were shocked by Lin Yu’s knowledge of music theory.

Musicians who can perform on this kind of stage have at least five years of performance experience.

Seeing this "Tropical Rainforest" contestant, who looked to be only in his early twenties, yet able to create an original Chinese-style song on the eve of the competition and be so proficient and at ease with traditional instruments—this level of professionalism simply crushed over 99% of singers.

At this age, he was certainly a rare existence in the music scene.

Soon, Lin Yu finished his rehearsal and returned to his hotel room to rest, preparing for the grand finale the next night.

Meanwhile.

On major media platforms, the topic of the *Masked Singer* grand finale had also climbed to the top of the search rankings.

This season of *Masked Singer* was definitely a T0-level existence among all the lackluster music variety shows, especially after the lyrics and composition of Lin Yu’s *Lanting Xu* came out, which directly brought the show’s popularity to an unprecedented height.

On the music charts, besides *Lanting Xu*, there were also high-quality songs from other advancing singers like *Herdsman* and *Wind Listener* dominating the charts.

These eight advancing singers all had their own fan bases.

However, Tropical Rainforest still had a massive lead in popularity, sitting in the number one spot.

The official comment section of *Masked Singer* was currently arguing fiercely.

There were mainly two types of people.

The first type was the support and mutual bickering of various fans, full of gunpowder.

The other voice, which occupied the mainstream, was mainly condemning and complaining about the difficulty of getting tickets from the organizers.

“Holy crap! I can’t get them at all! Are they sure they released inner-field tickets?”

“I give up! I’ve been staring at the ticket-grabbing window since last week; they release a hundred tickets every day, and they’re gone in less than a second.”

“To be fair, I’m a scalper, and even I don’t have tickets.”

“What the hell! A hundred tickets a day? Aren't you just disgusting people?”

“I heard from a friend that the sound effects in the inner field are especially good. I specifically rushed to Jiaxing, drove eight hundred kilometers—can you have pity on me and sell me one?”

“I’m a college student, I have no money but I love music. I hope the production team can send me a ticket; I want the first three rows, thank you.”