"Don't pester me!"

"Don't make me sad!"

Song Zhiqiang feels that this is his best performance!

Oh my God, I was lucky enough to be able to collaborate with Cao Wu on a song!

The event was pre-arranged, but only drummer Tang Lai was aware of the Dandelion band, and he also won the opportunity from the fan base.

The staff in charge of the operation of the company's brokerage department and the person in charge of the fan group planned the event together, aiming to allow fans to get closer to idols and increase fan cohesion.

The person in charge of the fan group made an announcement among the more than 50 fan groups of the Black Hole Band, briefly saying that there is a welfare activity for everyone to join a newly created fan group.

The group of 2,000 people was instantly packed, and the person in charge detailed the content of the event in this new group.

Fans who join the group are not allowed to disclose the event to others until the event ends, and everyone must use a nickname to avoid having friends join the group.

A lucky draw will be held in this group, and one lucky winner will be selected from 2,000 people to get a chance to get up close and personal with Cao Wu, the lead singer of the Black Hole Band.

Dandelion drummer Tang Lai won the opportunity.

After docking with the person in charge, Tang Lai said that his band is all fans of the Black Hole Band, and hopes to meet Cao Wu together.

After discussion, the person in charge came up with a plan for this square performance encounter, and the two sides hit it off.

Because it was the first time to engage in an offline event, for fear of chaos, the person in charge did not invite too many people, but just selected fifty fans from the urban agglomeration where Tang Lai was located, and informed them that there would be an offline event, but did not say that Cao Wu would come.

More than 40 onlookers were fans who came to the event, and after meeting Cao Wu at the meeting place in the square, they almost missed the stuffing, which attracted the attention of Song Zhiqiang and them.

But fortunately, everyone suppressed their excitement until Cao Wu appeared and began to sing.

There were more and more onlookers, many people didn't know what was going on here, and they crowded over to see, and more than 100 people had gathered in front of the band.

After singing the song, Song Zhiqiang couldn't hold back his excitement, and rushed to Cao Wu with a high jump, shouting his name, and he was overjoyed.

"The guitar plays well. A compliment from Cao Wu almost made him fly.

Li Jianfeng and a few others also squeezed forward, and Cao Wu smiled and asked Tang Lai, "How is it?

"Do you know Tang Lai?" Li Jianfeng's eyes widened in surprise.

With a little shyness and pride, Tang Lai explained the matter.

"Wow! You stinky boy, you've been hiding from us for so long!"

Cao Wu saw that there were more and more crowds around, and some people excitedly called their friends to inform them of the location, so he hurriedly asked the person in charge to organize everyone to leave.

The person in charge had already prepared the car, arranged Cao Wu and the fifty fans on the bus, and stayed behind to help Song Zhiqiang and them carry the musical instruments to the car, and take them to the city center, where Cao Wu would invite them to dinner.

In the afternoon, the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves, and Cao Wu took photos with the fans one by one before saying goodbye and leaving.

Time was pressing, and he had to catch an evening flight back to the capital.

Before getting on the plane, Cao Wu called Fang Luxiao.

Last time, he promised her that he would visit her once a month, but after saying that, he broke his promise and slapped him in the face.

However, Fang Luxiao didn't blame him, but told him to take care of his body.

He landed at the Beijing Airport at two o'clock in the morning, and it was already four o'clock after he got home to wash up and go to bed.

After two hours of hurried sleep, he was woken up by the alarm clock, and today's work was about to start again.

Femina was the last contestant he chose, and she came to the competition alone, as the lead singer.

She has a rare good voice, with amazing explosiveness, and the track she chose during the competition was "Dreaming Back to the Tang Dynasty", which was very amazing.

However, the reason why Cao Wu arranged two days of guidance for her alone was also because of her voice.

She is not a professional singer and has not studied vocal music, so her singing skills are all honed by herself, and she has taken a fork in the road.

In other words, many times, she is singing hard by her own innate conditions.

For example, her head voice did not find the right vocal part, and the sound she sang was more like squeezing her vocal cords and making a high-frequency sound, rather than that ethereal and transparent feeling, which Lele did better than her.

Therefore, the guidance given to her by Cao Wu in the past two days focused on the training of basic skills.

"Don't mention the voice, the qi starts from the dantian, look at my mouth shape, return to the Tang Dynasty in my dream~!Don't use force, you are shouting, not singing......" Cao Wu tried his best to express to her the skills of vocalization, but the habit of many years cannot be changed in two days.

After practicing a few more times, Cao Wu asked her to rest for a while, drink saliva, and relieve her fatigue.

Fei Mina was a little frustrated, originally she thought she sang well, and her friends said the same, but when she came to Cao Wu, she couldn't sing correctly, which made her feel a huge sense of frustration.

Perhaps seeing her depression, Cao Wu pulled over the chair, sat down opposite her, and said to her: "Your foundation is very good, but the basic skills are not in place, if you can master the skills well, it will be absolutely unlimited in the future." ”

After receiving Cao Wu's comfort, Fei Mina was in a much better mood, and she asked suspiciously: "I just don't understand why you said that my high notes are not sung, as long as I sing them?"

"That's an unhealthy way for you, if you continue to sing like this for a long time, sooner or later your vocal cords will not be able to stand it, this is not child's play. Cao Wu said solemnly, seeing that Fei Mina lowered his head again, he shook his head, thought for a while, and said with a smile: "Do you know why those bel canto singers are all fat, not tall, and have big bellies?"

"I don't know. ”

"Then do you know why I always let you use the dantian to make a sound?"

"I don't know. ”

"The dantian is three inches below the umbilicus, in fact, it is the stomach, when you breathe, the lungs will inflate and expand, and other organs will be squeezed into the abdomen, which is the so-called dantian, so your stomach will bulge. ”

"It's like a balloon, the bigger you blow, the longer it will fly. In the same way, using the dantian to make a sound is to let you inhale as much air as possible, and then exert force in the abdomen to discharge it at a uniform rate to provide sufficient air supply to the vocal cords, so that the sound is stable. ”

"Your problem is that you sing by shouting and squeezing, which causes your breathing to be out of order, and if it's a long treble of more than ten seconds, you can't keep up with your breath, like the beginning of the song "Welcome to the Jungle" that I sang on Woodstock, if you were asked to sing, it would be more laborious. ”

"That's really the case!" Fei Mina nodded violently, her eyes shining, and she was convinced by Cao Wu.

"I can't change it in the past two days, but it's not without a solution, your current singing style is more suitable for singing with chest resonance. If you can master this technique in these two days, if nothing else, there will be no problem in reaching the finals. ”

Cao Wu is dedicated to the guidance of each player and does not show favoritism.

But everyone's talent is different, and their comprehension ability is also different, and in the end, who can go to the end can only depend on themselves.

"By the way, are you from Chang'an?"

"Yes. ”

"Qin Yan has heard of it, right?"

"Yes. ”

"Can you sing?"

"A little. ”

"That's easy, these two ways of singing are relatively close, you sing a paragraph and I'll listen to it. ”

"Nuwa Niangniang made up for it!"