Chapter Twenty-Seven: Tan Xiaohua, Is Your Surname Dong?
After all the twenty-four contestants took the stage, the next part began.
It's still a favorite lottery.
Xin Yi adhered to his usual good luck and drew the middle order that was neither front nor back, number nine.
The first to take the field was a male player, who was wearing, how to say, a cropped pants that looked a bit like a skirt.
But the popularity was very high, and as soon as he took the stage, the audience burst into warm applause.
"What I bring to you below is a ballad called "The North". ”
"Winter in the North Has Come"
"And You're Not There"
"Write together on the tree forever. ”
"It's turned snow-white. ”
This man sings decently, not very well, but it is just right.
Xin Yi also knew why so many people booed themselves in the last game.
It turned out that it was because he frowned from time to time.
Xin Yi could only say that he wanted to cry without tears.
I really didn't say they sang badly or didn't like them.
I simply feel that this ballad is different from what I imagined.
But fortunately, Xin Yi's last performance brushed a wave of points for himself, and many people have changed their opinion of him because of this.
But there are still people who are unhappy with him.
There are fans of Zhao Yahong, Zhao Tianyu, and fans of other players.
So during this live broadcast, Xin Yi behaved very friendly, smiling and nodding at the other players from time to time.
Even when the other contestants sang, they would clapp, beat a beat, or something.
This alleviated the dissatisfaction of those fans with him, and Xin Yi's eyes also seemed kind.
On the contrary, the director is very sorry this time.
"The lad has matured. ”
The heat is not good.
"Teacher Zhou, Teacher Xie. Wait a minute, you can arrange a little show. ”
The director took out the walkie-talkie.
Jay Chou and Xie Tingfeng glanced at each other and nodded.
Engaging in some programs, in the final analysis, is to deliberately create some contradictions to attract the audience's attention.
It's just hype, at the end of the day.
Then put this part of the footage of the fierce quarrel on the Internet, and some viewers who don't know the truth will be attracted to it.
That's what the show is all about.
At this moment, a female player happened to be on stage,
How to say about dressing, a little bewitching.
Wearing a very thick layer of makeup.
It made many people frown when they saw it.
"Thank you, the song I sang this time is "By Your Side""
"You're Near Me Again"
“oh my god”
"Don't overthink it"
"I just felt that the air was suddenly thin. ”
Jay Chou glanced at Xie Tingfeng again, it was her.
The two of them furrowed their brows almost at the same time.
The director, who always pays attention to the movements of the judges, also immediately noticed this scene.
"The camera cuts over. ”
The female contestant on the stage was still singing selflessly, but the audience in the audience found from the judges' expressions that they didn't like the female contestant.
Even a lot of viewers didn't like this female contestant.
How to say it, the makeup is too heavy, and the music style is too strange.
It sounds like it's uncomfortable.
How to put it, it's the kind of music that I've never heard before, but I feel that it's very discordant.
You know, this genre is very unpopular, at most it is a niche hobby.
It is precisely because of this that after the end of the singing, the audience only burst into applause.
"Mo Chou, the name is good, and the voice is also very recognizable, but the songs I chose are too niche. ”
First of all, Jay Chou commented, didn't say much, and simply talked about her song selection.
But when he arrived at Xie Tingfeng, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
"I don't think you're fit to be a singer. ”
The audience fell silent.
"First of all, you put on this makeup, I don't think you have done a good job in the most basic image management of the artist. Secondly, the song you chose. ”
"What is our contest called, the folk contest, what are you singing? Rock is not like rock, pop is not pop. ”
When she said this, the female contestant's eyes were already red.
"Almost. The director saw that the heat was almost over, and said something in the microphone.
When the two saw that they were about the same, they closed their mouths, Li Jian and the other vocal teacher felt that the two of them were a bit excessive, and they specially comforted the female contestant.
The director didn't say anything, anyway, the clip he wanted to shoot had already been scheduled.
He's got the headline for tomorrow's news,
"You are not suitable to be a singer at all-Xie Tingfeng"
"Who's next?"
Called over the assistant director who hurried over to his side,
"Xinyi. ”
The assistant director thought for a moment and replied affirmatively.
"Give me more shots in a moment. ”
The director casually ordered,
"The lads are nice and bring us a lot of heat. ”
Xin Yi's appearance on the stage this time was unconventional, he sat on a stool and slowly rose up from the bottom.
Before the crowd could start cheering, he picked up his guitar.
"Miss Dong. ”
It's still the same talkative style.
In fact, these viewers almost understood the meaning of Xin Yi.
Folk songs are to express their own feelings, whether it is ideals, distances, or girls.
It is impossible to carry too much soundtrack with you anytime, anywhere, and the guitar is a good tool to be able to complete the singing of a song even if you only have a guitar.
This is Xinyi's view of folk songs, which is convenient for lyricism.
But the audience is really curious whether Xin Yi's song will be as good as the previous one, or tear-jerking.
"You never forgot your smile. ”
"Even if you're just like me, you crave aging. ”
It's not like that kind of tear gas.
It's just a little more novel.
"I'll just say, you can't be so good in every song. ”
Someone in the audience has already made a judgment that Xin Yijiang Lang is exhausted.
The roommates also looked at Xin Yi worriedly, and of course, Tan Yuyan.
"Miss Dong, the corners of your mouth are very beautiful when they are downward, just like the clear water under the Xiangjiang Bridge. ”
Xin Yi's song is so bland.
But there is an indescribable meaning in the blandness.
"Miss Dong, I am also a complex animal, I have said a sentence on my lips, but I have been repeating it in my heart. ”
The song tells the story.
"Miss Dong, the night time in Nanhua is in a hurry, strangers, please give me a white sand"
"So those may not be the real Miss Dong, you are not a female classmate without a story. ”
With Xin Yi's singing, Miss Dong's image became more and more distinct in everyone's hearts.
Miss Dong is very beautiful when she laughs, and she is a female classmate with a lot of stories.
Xin Yi's flat voice continued to sound.
"I fell in love with a wild horse, but I don't have a prairie at home. ”
"It makes me despair, Miss Dong. ”
it!
This was the thought of all the audience at the scene.
As soon as you finished speaking, you Jiang Lang did your best, and you gave us such a sentence?
Indeed, the whole song does seem very bland.
But because of this sentence, it seems more powerful.
Rare in the ordinary!
At this time, the boss suddenly smiled and asked Tan Yuyan next to him.
"Tan Xiaohua, are you surnamed Dong?"