According to Zheng Qian's previous knowledge, the stage of "The Singer" can also be called beautiful, dazzling, in terms of stage art, the country is really full of talents, in 2004 to have such a stage arrangement, but also indirectly illustrates the "Singer" stage of the high-level.

Zheng Qian walked onto the stage step by step, and the heat wave of the audience's shouts hit his face, making his nervous toes grip the ground, and finally stood firmly in the center of the stage.

The huge stage was full of audiences on all sides, some people were screaming, some people were cheering, but Zheng Qian knew that these shouts were not for him, he took a deep breath, picked up the microphone, bowed to the judges in front of him and said: "Hello judges and teachers, my name is Zheng Qian......"

Before the words fell, an enthusiastic voice came from the judges' seat: "Duoduo, have you changed your name?"

Zheng Qian raised his head and saw that at the very edge of the judges' bench, a sand sculpture non-mainstream with hair covering half of his face was grinning at him.

In front of everyone's eyes, Zheng Qian also nodded and smiled: "Wei Shao, my name is Zheng Qian now, modest Qian, I haven't seen you for a long time,"

"Yes, I haven't seen you for a long time, it's been a year since I returned to China, right? Zheng Qian's name is good, tsk, it's similar to Zheng Duoduo, haha. ”

Cao Wei shook the bangs in front of his forehead, causing a burst of cheers from his fans, and at the same time, he sighed with emotion: "Do you remember the life we practiced overseas together? ”

The audience suddenly screamed, and many people were even more moved by the brotherhood between the two, and only some of the audience who knew the gossip secretly sneered.

Ren Xin in the background clenched her hands hard, Zheng Qian was too abnormal before, she was really afraid that Zheng Qian would not be able to stand Cao Wei's sarcasm and be angry, you know, this man once directly called for the existence of sponsors because he was treated unfairly......

Zheng Qian felt a little sick to his stomach, [Miracle Boy] was all pasted overseas, and Nima was all popular?

He no longer paid attention to Cao Wei, raised his hand directly, and said to the other four judges: "Teacher, I want to play and sing by myself." ”

"Oh, do you play and sing on your own guitar?" said the judge, Xu Wunian, with a little interest.

He is not interested in the grievances of [Miracle Boy], but one thing to say is that the professional ability of these artists who have been trained from overseas is indeed much stronger than that of the younger generation in China, so he is also looking forward to this stage.

"Piano playing and singing. Zheng Qian said.

Immediately, a member of the staff pushed a piano.

The big production is good, what do you want, Zheng Qian was a little happy.

In his previous life, he also came into contact with many musical instruments, among which his favorite is the piano, and he always likes to use the piano every time he writes songs, if it weren't for the pressure of life, he wouldn't have gone to the sea to become an Internet writer, and then followed the trend of the times to become a self-media expert with tens of millions of fans.

But......

Zheng Qian pinched his slender arm, and secretly decided to turn around and gain muscle.

"Please start your stage. ”

Judge Chen Meiling said with a smile, she actually has a deep impression of the contestant Zheng Qian, and Cao Wei and Zheng Qian were a sensation when they first returned to China last year.

Although "Miracle Boy" is a bit mushy overseas, some variety shows and performance stages left in the past are also loved by many domestic audiences and have accumulated many die-hard fans.

Therefore, when the two returned to China, they were also called "Times Twins" by the media, and the number of fans picking up the airport exceeded 1,000, becoming a phenomenon at that time, which was widely discussed by netizens, and was in the limelight for a while.

But compared with Cao Wei, who chose to start with a large company, Zheng Qian chose a small company that had just been established for only two months and was not well known.

However, in terms of professional ability, Zheng Qian's personal vocal part is more than one level higher than Cao Wei, who is mainly famous for rapping, but Chen Meiling is not interested in the so-called rap, how to listen to those hyphenation words feel noisy, she is flattering people in front of people and disgusted after others, in comparison, she personally appreciates Zheng Qian's long-flowing voice.

Quiet singing can clearly distinguish the level of singing skills and the characteristics of the voice, and rap is not bad, but in the current domestic market environment, it is definitely a niche among the niche.

She even regretted that Zheng Qian's vocal music was actually quite strong among the younger generation, but he chose a company that was not very good at operation and packaging, and he did not have any classic creations himself.

At least the young man is handsome and lovely.

Chen Meiling licked her lips, held her chin, and stared intently at Zheng Qian, who began to play piano music.

"This song is called 'The Lucky One'!"

Zheng Qian sat in front of the piano, fixed the microphone stand, and whether the audience was silent or not, he directly started the prelude like a flowing cloud.

"Quiet, I want to be quiet, close my eyes and be able to fall asleep, don't bother

Why, why are you asking why, it's annoying enough to face a bunch of questions......"

The voice is low, the voice is full of magnetism, as soon as he speaks, even if there is no slightest show-off, the audience can't help but feel a slight fluctuation of emotions, as if the calm before the storm, the dark clouds are thick, Mount Tai is overwhelming, people open their eyes wide, their faces are full of surprise, because under the double blow of music and singing, they already feel emotionally almost out of breath.

"Suffering from gains and losses, I have become very small, love and hate, and often fight desperately

Ups and downs, emotional review, but I can't help but ......"

Due to temporary changes to the music and piano playing and singing, many of the stage choreography prepared earlier could not be arranged, but Zheng Qian's personal voice charm and singing skills still surprised the choreographers at the scene.

Different from the previous rehearsals, Zheng Qian's new song seems to give birth to a soul, which stands in the center of the stage and sings loudly, as if announcing something, making it difficult for people to close their mouths.

"I cried, I laughed, caught up in conflicting thoughts

Calmness is also a goal

Don't beg, don't beg, the answer is revealed

Low-profile show-off—"

The scene was quiet, there was no noise, and the audience was no longer cheering.

People looked at Zheng Qian, who smashed the piano hard in front of the piano but played such a beautiful and harmonious music, as if they saw Beethoven alone in the moonlight.

Soon, the music began to be played intensely, and at that moment, it was like a symphony of thunder and lightning.

"I'm not a loser, I'm just singing about it

I'm also a little hungry in life, and I deserve to be sung aloud

I'm not a winner, I'm singing proudly

I'm not unfamiliar with expensive qualifications......"

The outbreak of the chorus part was beyond everyone's expectations, Chen Meiling's eyes flashed with a strange brilliance, and Cao Wei, who was still in high spirits just now, had an unconcealable shock on his face.

This lyrics......

I'm not a loser, I'm a little hungry in life, I sing proudly, and I'm not uncommon for expensive qualifications......

Cao Wei opened his mouth slightly, and his throat was difficult to swallow.

Seeing the silent back on the stage, he suddenly remembered the days of his practice career.

Two teenagers in a foreign country, from the same place, speaking the same language, every time the festival comes, it is like being abandoned by the whole world, no one cares about them, the popularity brought by the popularity of the team's debut does not seem to gather for them, no fans send gifts, and no show sends them an announcement invitation.

Everything was silent, and the two of them were often curled up and talking in the dormitory.

They used to be friends who were inseparable from each other, and they were inseparable from each other every day.

But in order to compete for the qualification to re-debut after the disbandment of [Miracle Boy], Cao Wei finally gave up this friendship and won the qualification to debut overseas again by any means.

Yes, you're not a loser, you're not a winner, you're not uncommon, you're high, you're proud, you're great, but so what?

The corners of Cao Wei's mouth raised, and he looked at Zheng Qian with a downward attitude.

Zheng Duoduo, is the feeling of being abandoned by the whole world still so familiar?

However, as soon as the corners of his mouth were raised, he heard the screams of the scene, after the lyrics and chorus were sung, Zheng Qian's playing continued, his hands repeatedly jumped horizontally on the keys, and at the same time the dantian sank, so that the head cavity resonated, and then, wave after wave of high notes, shouted out from his mouth, like a dolphin chirping, straight to the stage ceiling, at that moment, it seemed that the entire concert hall began to vibrate.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Even Zheng Qian himself was startled, he just tried to challenge the treble and lung capacity, and he never thought that the resounding sound would linger, and his treble without ventilation lasted for a full thirty seconds......

My lung capacity is horrible!

Zheng Qian was pleasantly surprised, it seems that Ren Xin is right, she was born to eat the bowl of rice of idols.

But!

An idol doesn't mean a sissy!

Starting from Zheng Qian, I want to redefine Chinese idols!

Zheng Qian left the microphone with a proud face, got up and bowed to the audience.

Everyone at the scene reacted at this moment, and all of them stood up and applauded excitedly to the center of the stage.

Song Weifeng, the director of the "Singer" program, was about to bulge his eyes, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, and said to the assistant with a serious face: "Tell the director, arrange a story line for this guy, he can write this kind of lyrics, I think he has a lot of stories to dig up, even if there is no story, he has to create a story for me, I am optimistic about him!"

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ps: Please open the playlist--- Zhang Yuan "Lucky"