Perhaps because of the dark clouds, it was already early summer in the morning, and it was still a little cold.

It's just that the players who are standing in the audience waiting are very excited, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as hot.

"If you pass it, you will be developed. ”

"Yes, I've heard that there are more than 50 million productions. “

"The most important thing is that CCTV is a set of hosts, and the opportunity to become famous. ”

"Oops, I'm so nervous. ”

"Actually, I'm just going to try it, it doesn't matter if I can get through it or not. ”

"The first dozen or so don't seem to have passed, and I don't know what kind of style the judges like. ”

"Eh, did you see the young man sitting there? I remember that he was Wang Qiang of Guoxing Trade, before CCTV played "I Speak for Myself" he was in it, I heard that Andy Lau also sang a song of the same name "I Speak for Myself", which was broadcast on the entertainment channel, which of you can sing, maybe Wang Qiang will be happy, and let you pass, after all, Guoxing Trade is also one of the organizers. ”

"Hey, you're really observant. ”

"Haha, I can sing, I can sing, it seems that I have hope to pass the audition. ”

There is no rest area for the players, the conditions are relatively simple, and the open-air audition is made, and when someone mentions this opinion, many people are attentive and want to take a "shortcut".

Among them, there were two singers who were second to none in the music scene later, and they were still green at this time, and after hearing that person's words, they couldn't help but move in their hearts, wondering if they wanted to "crookedly".

At this time, the young staff of "The Voice" called the next one, "No. 17." ”

In the crowd, a middle-aged uncle in his forties dressed in fashion immediately took the stage.

……

Stage.

People came up.

Wang Qiang stopped communicating with Teacher Yu and Teacher Huang to see how the quality of the next contestants was.

As soon as the middle-aged uncle in his forties came on stage, Wang Qiang's eyes lit up, there are highlights, if this person can sing well, he thinks he can participate in the blind audition, after all, there are few talent shows for people in their forties to participate, there are definitely highlights, but the premise is that the singing is okay.

The middle-aged uncle introduced himself: "My name is Luo Mingjun. ”

It's quite simple, Mr. Huang hummed, "Sing it." ”

The middle-aged uncle directly sang a rock song by Cui Jian, which was also a song often sung by Wanda Lao Wang later - "Nothing".

"I used to ask a lot of questions. ”

"When are you going to come with me. ”

"But you always laugh at me. ”

"Nothing~"

It's not bad, at least in Wang Qiang's ears, if he repairs his voice, he is qualified enough to appear on the stage of "The Voice".

However, after listening to the chorus sung by the middle-aged uncle, Mr. Yu still said bluntly: "You sing very well, but you are still a little short of our standard, please go back." ”

Wang Qiang snorted, and did not say it in front of the contestants in line with the principle of respect.

The middle-aged uncle was also more free, and he stepped down after saying goodbye.

As soon as the person left, Wang Qiang said to Teacher Yu: "Teacher Yu, I think that person just now is okay." ”

Teacher Yu patiently explained: "He sings okay, but his voice is a little flawed, and his singing skills are not very solid, if he is twenty years younger, I may consider whether to pass the audition, but it's just that he is too old and has no cultivation value." ”

Wang Qiang was a little crying and laughing, and co-authored Mr. Yu regarded the standard as a future singer, he hurriedly said: "The purpose of our good voice column is that no matter how old you are, as long as you sing well, you can go on stage." After finishing speaking, I was afraid that Mr. Yu would misunderstand something, so he added, "But he does not sing well enough, and it is normal that he does not pass." ”

Another female musician laughed and said, "Maybe there will be good seedlings in the future." ”

Eighteenth.

Twenty-third.

Twenty-ninth.

I don't know if it's an evil spirit, since the middle-aged uncle stepped down, the quality of more than a dozen players in a row has been worse, and there is no value in selecting at all.

Not only Wang Qiang here, but even Teacher Yu and Teacher Huang regretted that they didn't choose a middle-aged uncle.

"Alas, I would have chosen it if I had known. ”

"Who knew these players were so uncharacteristic?"

"It's okay if it's not distinctive, the key singing skills are not good, I'm worried. ”

"Will we be able to pick a satisfactory player until it gets dark?"

"Or ...... We're asking for a little lower?"

When someone said that the demand was lowered, the judges on the scene were silent, and the atmosphere was a little depressing.

Even Wang Qiang was a little helpless in his heart, yes, too high requirements seemed to be not conducive to the selection of players.

Just as he was about to say if he wanted to lower his head, the thirtieth player appeared.

The man wore black-rimmed glasses, had very long hair, was not very old, about twenty-three or fourteen years old, and was a man.

Wang Qiang glanced at it and didn't care too much.

But after this man introduced himself, he was a little surprised.

"Hello judges, teachers, my name is Wang Feng. The young man said calmly: "I work in the symphony orchestra under the National Ballet of China." ”

Teacher Huang, who originally wanted to interrupt his introduction, couldn't help but sigh after hearing the words of the National Ballet of China, "Professional, Xiao Wang, what song are you going to sing today?"

Wang Feng smiled confidently, "I sing Liu Tianwang's "I Speak for Myself". ”

Teacher Yu was also interested, "We haven't heard much of this song, but I heard that it was written by Vice President Wang, is that so?" Speaking of this, he looked at Wang Qiang.

Wang Qiang bowed slightly, admitting this, but he was wondering in his heart, is this Wang Feng the Wang Feng he knows?

Judging from his face, this guy who is a bit like Xiao Zhengtai doesn't look like a middle-aged man with a stubble face later.

Several judges and teachers over there were still chatting with Wang Feng.

After more than ten sentences, Teacher Yu said, "Xiao Wang, you sing first." He thought to himself, if he sang well, this man would want it.

Several other judges and teachers also thought the same, after all, professionals of the National Ballet of China are hard to find.

Wang Feng didn't babble anymore and sang:

"You only smell my perfume. ”

"But you don't see my sweat. ”

"You have your rules......"

The singing is very average, really average.

Several judges and teachers all showed very disappointed looks, but thinking that the other party's identity was different, they still pinched their noses and heard the end.

“…… I speak for myself. At the end of the song, Wang Feng bowed and said expectantly: "Teachers, I'm done singing." ”

Teacher Yu and Teacher Huang glanced at each other, sighed and said, "Xiao Wang, I'm sorry, you sang very well, but it didn't quite match ......"

"You sing Cui Jian's "Nothing" and I'll listen to it. Wang Qiang interrupted Mr. Yu's words.

Everyone was stunned.

Sing it again?

When did this happen?

They all looked at each other, not understanding what Wang Qiang meant.

Even Wang Feng was stunned, when he heard Mr. Yu's words just now, he thought that he would definitely be eliminated, but he didn't expect that there would be a chance for the "resurrection match"?

Yes.

I didn't recognize anyone before.

It's just that as soon as he opened his mouth, Wang Qiang immediately recognized that this voice was seven or eight points like half of the later rivers and mountains Wang Feng!

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