What are you panicking about?

Chen Nan suddenly remembered that Song Yaqing didn't know that she was a guest standing on the stage.

So, it's okay if you don't answer the phone.

"What's the matter, our special guest is scared?" Wu Zhixiang wanted to crush Chen Nan in momentum.

The host on the stage was embarrassed for a while, and after a few polite words, he announced the intermission.

Chen Nan followed the director's steps back to the backstage, and the director kindly reminded: "Wu Zhixiang is the best at rapping, don't compare this with him, otherwise you will lose badly!"

Looking at that serious expression doesn't look like he's joking, and he's interested in

AP is not familiar with it, and then you have to deal with it carefully, Chen Nan muttered to himself.

"It's you arguing with our family Zhixiang?"

The questioner was a woman wearing red high heels and carrying a Chanel bag, followed by two burly men in suits.

She stood in front of Chennan and played with her nails, spitting the gum in her mouth at Chennan's feet, and the director hurriedly left after seeing it.

"Miss, your questioning attitude is very bad. ”

The woman took out the mirror from her bag again, looked at it and said, "Beat him into the hospital, it's better not to get up." ”

When the man in the suit heard this, he approached Chennan without saying a word, and was about to pick him up and throw him to the ground, and then beat him up and dragged him away.

"Uhh

As a result, they screamed in pain, and they were the ones who were picked up and thrown to the ground.

"I'm Zhixiang's agent, if you want to buy you and lose, how much does it cost to open a price. "The broker has already taken out his phone and is ready to transfer money.

"No, you don't. ”

Chen Nan bypassed her and walked to the toilet, seeing that no one next to her wanted to call Song Yaqing back.

"Hey, what's wrong Colonel Song?"

"Is that special guest of The Voice of China your friend?"

A heroic rescue of beauty is wasted, and it's a pity to say it.

"Uh...... , yes, we are from Lao Tie. ”

is still as confident in his ability to make things up as always.

After chatting with Song Yaqing for a long time, Chen Nan returned to the rehearsal area, and there were less than twenty minutes left before the second half that the director said, but he didn't prepare anything.

On the other side of the rehearsal area, the whole team was running around Wu Zhixiang and the rest of the mentors.

"I'm not very good at arranging music at all. ”

Glancing at the instruments next to him, except for the guitar, the others had never been touched.

After a few knocks, the sound is also very ugly, how can this be taken?

"Cut, I thought you could at least make up a song, but I didn't expect you to even know a musical instrument?

As soon as Wu Zhixiang said this, even the tuner didn't want to hand over the instrument to Chennan, and scolded loudly: "If you can't use it, don't break it!"

"I have been in the industry for more than ten years, and I have been a reverberator in The Voice of China for ten years, and I have never seen a special guest who can't even use a musical instrument well, which is ridiculous!"

Everyone seemed to have been bought by Wu Zhixiang, and said bad things about Chennan in a unified voice.

The filming crew also turned off the machine and sat in the back to enjoy the cool, disgusted that he had taken the violin upside down.

"That's it, and a special guest! He looks like he's in a hurry for a while, and he has to mosaic the whole time, right?"

"Is the director's brain burned out? Why does everyone bring it to the program group!"

Chen Nan's ears were calloused when he heard these words, so he couldn't change some good things to say?

He felt that it was better to listen to the sound of his musical instrument being played, and he struck the pick, forcing the gossip to shut his mouth.

"Look, how ugly is that? This is the special guest you got in? This is what you call a musical genius?"

At the entrance of the rehearsal area, a person was loudly scolding the director, and the director greeted him with a respectful smile.

Seeing that the person was a little familiar, Chen Nan thought at first glance, isn't this Liu Yao's father?

If he wasn't wearing a mask today, I'm afraid that Liu Song would try his best to lose as soon as he found out that he was a special guest.

When the time comes, he will not only lose face for himself, but also for his family and the whole village.

"Come on stage and kowtow, you can't win against Wu Zhixiang, hurry up, don't waste time!" Liu Song didn't have a good face from the beginning.

"I didn't think I lost before I compared?" Chen Nan was not convinced, and would never admit it.

"You are a person with no fame, no strength and no background, what are you going to fight with the popular star Wu Zhixiang? Don't talk nonsense, hurry up, if it's too late, the money I invested will be wasted!"

There's no way to win, but it's all false.

Seeing that Chen Nan didn't move for a long time, Liu Song became much more angry, took out a wallet from his pocket, took out a few stacks of banknotes and put them on the drum.

"Take the money and roll it far!"

There is really a father who must have a son, the son likes to use money to smash people, and Lao Tzu also plays this set.

People fight for a breath, Buddha fights for a stick of incense, do you really think that money can reach the sky?

Chen Nan was very annoyed, and said casually: "Is your son okay?"

"How do you know who you are?" Liu Song'......s body trembled.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Liu, let's go to the office to talk!"

Under the persuasion of the director, Liu Song still lost his breath, and said before leaving: "I'll wait for you to lose face!"

Ignoring Liu Song's words, Chen Nan began to tinker with musical instruments again.

I checked the information and tutorials, and I also watched the teaching videos, but I didn't feel like I was doing anything, and I always felt that something was missing when I played a musical instrument.

After staring at the score for a while, he fell asleep.

"Targeting me, huh?"

In his dream, he was in a space full of musical instruments, which were suspended in the air.

Chen Nan tried to play the bass casually, but he covered one ear for fear that it would be too ugly.

"I'll go, it's good!"

I never thought that the sound of the bass was low and powerful, even and not greasy, as pleasant as pure metal collision.

He thought about it carefully, and it turned out that these were memories that had been sealed for a while.

"Wow~!" Chennan was forced to wake up by the sound of the piano.

"Is the big guest asleep?Is this writing a demo in a dream?hahahaha!" Wu Zhixiang didn't laugh enough, and pulled others to laugh together.

"Look, the big guest's harazi is flowing all over the place!" the agent spoke in a weird manner.

The laughter in the rehearsal area was non-stop, and looking at Chennan was like looking at a fool. At this moment, the director came to urge the scene.

"I just had someone clean the stage for you so you don't get your pants dirty when you kneel, do you think I'm doing the right thing? Wu Zhixiang's words were a little playful.

Watching Wu Zhixiang and his party walk out, Chen Nan shrugged, then Wu Zhixiang had to work in vain.

"Drums, guitars, keyboards, synthesizers, basses, ......"

With his eyes closed and recalling the dream just now, Chennan easily made up the tune.

Due to the time constraints, I didn't have time to be original, so I had to borrow things from the heyday of culture.

"Thank you! I love you!"

As soon as the arrangement and demo were handed over to the control room, Wu Zhixiang finished singing, and the audience's voice was so high that it overshadowed the background music.

Then Chen Nan came to the stage, and the audience sighed, and some people even threw things on the stage.

"Garbage thing, actually singing with Brother Xiang?"

"He's nothing, he's nothing!"

"It's probably an eighteenth-tier star who has been blocked, or an outdated star who doesn't want other shows. ”

After a minute, the background music hadn't played yet, and Chen Nan's heart was clear, and it must be someone who was doing it again.

TM's, you can still sing without an accompaniment!

"The next thing I'm going to sing is a song from Magic Flash' "Opponent"

As soon as the words fell, the audience became lively again.

"What kind of song? I've never heard it!

"Cut, low burst, Lao Tzu is not accompanied!"

The audience didn't mean to listen to him sing at all, they had been brainwashed by Wu Zhixiang's words, but even so, Chen Nan still had to sing.

The master doesn't believe it, and there are still people who are not convinced by this singing?

He pondered and opened his mouth.

'Lady wants to be with you

Your scent can't be hidden

I ca

eve

let you go'

......

"Genius! Give him a close-up! Give me a contact channel!" the director jumped excitedly.

The audience who wanted to leave the venue also stopped, after all, the song opened crisply, and it made people want to kneel.

'Be your opponent

Love's rivals are separate and awkward

You blame me for being fierce, you don't understand

There is no way to communicate

You k

ow what I'm sayi

g’

The singing has not stopped, and the people who listen to the song have already smiled, and the rhythm cells in the body are instantly activated.

"Wow, this is at least a singer!"

"What is the King of Singers? This is the King of Singers!"

"The Emperor of Songs, the Emperor of Songs, the Emperor of Songs, ...... of Songs"

Except for Wu Zhixiang, all the staff were enthusiastic and completely driven by this song.

Chennan, who is supported by so many people, suddenly feels that he shouldn't be so showy.

The fame of this battle shows that there will be fewer opportunities to live a stable and ordinary life in the future.

At the end of the song, Chen Nan took the microphone and sighed a few times and said, "I'm not ready, I really didn't want to be a singer......"