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"Wake up, Ye Zi, wake up, it's your turn!"

In the noisy music, Ye Zi opened his eyes slowly, his head was dizzy, and he couldn't understand the situation. When I was doing that new song last night, Ye Zi suddenly had some special ideas, so I did it late at night, and I didn't know what time I went to sleep, as if I was woken up by someone as soon as I got on the pillow.

"What the hell!" The voice said loudly in Ye Zi's ear: "In three more shows, it will be your turn, and it will be too late to report backstage!" ”

Checking in to the backstage? Lao Zhu arranged the show so quickly? When did I come to Lancheng? How come I don't remember?

Ye Zi muttered in his heart, looking at the girl in front of him who was a little familiar and was so anxious that his face was flushing, and asked, "Where is this?" What about Lao Zhu? ”

The girl rolled her eyes angrily and said angrily, "You are really a person! The day before yesterday, you had to sign up for the show by yourself, and no one forced you! What's wrong? Now I'm scared to go on stage and don't want to sing, right? I had already guessed that you would be like this, and if you don't want to perform, you don't have to sign up, and now you are saying such inexplicable things! We're in the Great Hall, and it's not your first time here, huh! ”

The girl turned her head angrily.

Ye Zi was stunned by what she said, but looking at the girl's coquettish appearance, she felt more and more familiar in her heart.

Hey? Isn't this Yin Lihua, the class president in high school? How did she end up here? Still so young?

Ye Zi was even more confused.

At this time, the surroundings quieted down, and a voice came from the front: "Below, I invite Wang Qian, a student from the third class of high school, to sing "Bloodstained Style" for us, everyone is welcome!" Please prepare for Liu Xuejun from the fifth class of the third year of high school and Ye Zi from the first class of the third year of high school, and then your program will follow. ”

The magnificent and broad prelude of "Bloodstained Style" sounded, Ye Zi was suddenly stunned, and a thought gradually rose in his mind: I KAO! Lao Tzu won't be reborn! Is there such a thing?

Ye Zi hurriedly looked around, and young faces with youthful flying appeared in his eyes. In the next seat, a big face was squeezing his eyebrows at him, the pimples on his chin were stretching desperately, a hand reached over and poked his waist and eyes, and said with a strange smile: "The squad leader called you, why don't you go with the squad leader soon." ”

"Cui Datou!"

Stunned for a moment, Ye Zi shouted, turned around and hugged Cui Zhengguang's young body tightly, his heart was beating wildly, and tears almost came out of his eyes.

Cui Zhengguang screamed: "Let go of me, let go of me!" I'm going to be out of breath! Little leaf, you are murder! Murder!! ”

The classmates around knew that they were good, and they were usually used to making trouble, so they didn't interject, and they all looked at the two of them with a smile all around. A teacher in the front row turned his head, frowned and said angrily, "What's the fuss?" It's on display! Shut up! ”

Ye Zi let go of the hands he was holding tightly and lowered his head, afraid of being seen with tears flashing in his eyes.

"I want her to take care of it!" Cui Zhengguang exhaled a long breath, pursed his lips, and whispered disdain. Immediately afterwards, he leaned into Ye Zi's ear and asked with a soft smile: "I wanted to ask you yesterday, are you crazy?" Why did you suddenly remember to participate in the show? ”

Ye Zi's mind was in a mess, and he didn't hear what Cui Zhengguang said at all.

Yin Lihua, the squad leader who had been on the side for half the weather, stomped her feet hatefully, resolutely reached out to hold Ye Zi's hand, and said in a trembling voice: "Come with me!" ”

Feeling the cold little hands in his palms, Ye Zi was in a trance, and involuntarily stood up with Yin Lihua's pull.

Cui Zhengguang smiled evilly and stared at the hands they were holding together, screaming strangely in his mouth, and squeezing his eyebrows again.

Seeing Cui Zhengguang's strange appearance, Yin Lihua quickly let go of Ye Zi's hand, twisted her body with a red face, and walked towards the backstage without looking back.

Ye Zi slowly followed Yin Lihua to the backstage.

With the help of the lights on the stage, Ye Zi looked around at the familiar environment, and his thoughts began to become clear little by little.

It seems that I have really taken the ride of rebirth! But how did you get reborn? That is, I just made a wish a few days ago, and I didn't thunder or electrocution or anything, which is not scientific! Don't ask me if I'd like to!

Hey? That's not right! When I was in high school, I don't think I have any memory of participating in a show! I only started singing in college, why did I start singing early?

Oops, I forgot to save the stuff I made last night!

It's bad, Lao Zhu still has to give me a show! Now, he really can't find me anymore······

Cough! Whatever, since it's really reborn, let's start all over again! Look at me Ye Zi this time, how to live a good life!

Big head, my good brother! In my previous life, I didn't have enough skills, so I could only watch you pass away. This time, I will never let this happen again! Never!!

Well? Why does the heart beat so fast? Are your hands and feet still cold and weak? Ye Zi, Ye Zi, you still want to cultivate the truth, after so many years of cultivation, you still can't do it everywhere and not be surprised!

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When Ye Zi came to the backstage to report for duty, the chaotic love finally stabilized a little. Xindao: No matter what happens, let's deal with the matter in front of us first. It's good that it's just singing.

At this time, the classmates who reported the curtain had already stepped onto the stage, and after Liu Xuejun's guitar solo in Class 5, it was his turn.

I checked with Ni Jun, the music teacher who had been staying in the backstage, and knew that this time was the graduation ceremony of the 91st graduating class of Binhai Middle School in Binhai District, Shencheng City, and the school's art performance, which is the annual practice of Binhai Middle School. Ye Zi knew that he was reporting an old song "My Chinese Heart", and his heart suddenly became steady. He was really afraid that he had reported himself a song that he hadn't heard, and if he couldn't sing it, it would be really funny.

Ye Zi stood on the edge of the side curtain, waiting for the scene, and quickly doing the exercises. The merits were hundred, the limbs warmed up, and the emotions that had been fluctuating finally stabilized completely.

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On the stage, Liu Xuejun was playing hard with his eyes closed. He played one of the favorite guitar songs of young people in the 80s and 90s: "The Romance of Love". The piece is not long, the melody is beautiful, and the difficulty is not great. Liu Xuejun's performance proficiency is very high, and the posture of sitting there holding the guitar is also very professional. The audience was silent, obviously impressed by his performance.

Ye Zi frowned slightly: How did you do it? The treble E string is tuned by a fifth of a notch.

In Ye Zi's picky ears, such a mistake is absolutely intolerable. But immediately, Ye Zi smiled slightly: Wow! What am I doing? It's just a middle school show, not a big stage!

Liu Xuejun's performance was a success!

With warm applause, Liu Xuejun walked off the stage proudly with a guitar.

Ye Zi applauded lightly, watching Liu Xuejun walk past with his chin held high, put down his hands, and waited to come to the stage.

Although the shock of rebirth still lurks in his heart, until now, he has not fully accepted this fact. But facts are facts! Ye Zi can't change it, so he can only look at the present and finish the imminent performance first.

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"Next, I invite Ye Zi, a student from the first class of high school, to play, he sang Zhang Mingming's "My Chinese Heart", everyone is welcome! Please prepare for Li Yuru, a student from the sixth class of the second year of high school, and the Feiyang dance group from the third and third classes of junior high school, and then your program. ”

The poker-faced announcer boy finished speaking mechanically like the previous dozen shows and stepped back.

Taking a few deep breaths, holding back a slightly disordered mood, Ye Zi took the microphone handed over by Teacher Ni Jun, dragged the long microphone line, and strode towards the center of the stage.

Well? The tone is wrong, it's low.

As soon as the accompaniment music sounded, Ye Zi immediately discovered the problem.

I normally sing in the key of F, and this accompaniment is only in the key of D, which is a minor third, and it will be a little uncomfortable to sing, and the voice must sink down. Hey? How do I hear the key all at once?

The little problem was not put on Ye Zi's heart. Coming to the center of the stage and turning to face the audience, Ye Zi took two steps forward, allowing himself to be almost a quarter of the front of the depth of the stage, stood still, bowed deeply to the audience, and then got up and raised his head, looked ahead, took a gentle breath again, and prepared to sing.

This sequence of movements is natural and skillful, and it is clearly an instinctive reaction honed over a long period of time on stage. The teachers and students in the audience didn't understand this, but they also felt that the student standing on the stage now seemed to be a little different from the others performing in front of him. But I can't say anything specific, it's quite comfortable to watch.

Cui Zhengguang and his group of classmates in the first class of the junior high school saw Ye Zi appear, and they took the lead in applauding regardless of the popping. Along with the applause, other students also followed sporadically. Ye Zi's bow attracted a lot of applause. By the time the prelude was about to end, the audience was already applauding.

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"Huh? The typhoon is very positive! Well, Tai Yuaner (Note 2) is not bad either! ”

As the stage manager, Ni Jun has been watching the performance on stage throughout the performance. At this time, seeing Ye Zi's only one appearance, he attracted applause from the audience, and he couldn't help but look at Ye Zi's silhouette and nodded lightly in approval.

Ye Zi smiled and faced the audience, bent down slightly again to show his gratitude, and then restrained his smile, raised the microphone with his right hand, stroked his chest with his left hand, and sang affectionately:

Rivers and mountains only linger in my dreams

The motherland has not been close for many years

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As soon as the first lyrics were sung, Ye Zi's heart immediately shook up.

I'll go! Is this my voice? So good-sounding? It's so much stronger than I used to!!

Ye Zi's original voice was very beautiful and very clean, especially suitable for recording. Two and a half octaves are a little inadequate, but adequate. It's just a little too delicate from the background of his voice, a bit similar to Zhang Xinzhe's voice in the Taiwan Strait. Singing lyrical love songs is handy, and singing rock and roll is quite a bit wolf.

As soon as the voice comes out now, the bass area is rich but not dull, and the middle range has a slightly hoarse feeling in the solid, which is not annoying, but has an inexplicable warmth and magnetism. The treble has not been verified, but it is not bad.

Although the overall voice is still stiff and tight enough, the entire vocal area is not up and down. But these are all problems in singing skills, and after a period of professional vocal training, they can be changed quickly. And the essence of the voice, for a singer, that is the most important foundation! This is also the foundation for a singer to stand on the stage and survive!

From the background of Ye Zi's current voice, only the middle and low registers are a rare good voice. If the treble can be like the middle and low registers, it can really be said to be a perfect level of good voice.

Ye Zi's singing voice was together, and Ni Jun immediately became engrossed.

Engaged in music work for more than 30 years, Ni Jun has never heard such a warm, magnetic, and nearly perfect voice on the scene! Especially such a voice, which a young man who has just turned 18 years old possesses.

This - this will be a peerless jade that can be carved into a unique treasure!

Ni Jun secretly gave his own evaluation in his heart.

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Realizing the huge change in his voice, Ye Zi's whole person immediately became excited, changed the microphone to his left hand, clenched his right hand into a fist, and sang loudly:

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The Great Wall of the Yangtze River

Yellow Mountain, Yellow River

It weighs a thousand pounds in my heart

whenever

Wherever it is

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As he was singing here, a loud "bang" suddenly came, and Ye Zi only felt that the stage shook slightly, and the audience exclaimed.

Ni Jun immediately rushed to the stage. Ye Zi couldn't see what was happening behind him, but Ni Jun could see it clearly. The four acts of the big stage of the school auditorium (Note 3) suddenly fell for some reason, and almost hit Ye Zi. This made Ni Jun, who is the stage manager, break out in a cold sweat all of a sudden! If something happens, it's going to be a big problem.

As soon as he took two steps forward, the song sounded in Ni Jun's ears again:

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The heart is as close as ever

Blood left in the heart

Surging with the voice of China

Even if you're in a foreign country, you can't change it

My Chinese heart

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Ye Zi continued to sing as if nothing had happened, and the rhythm, pitch, and coordination with the accompaniment all continued meticulously.

In the performance of his previous life, Ye Zi encountered too many similar emergencies, and he was no stranger to such situations. He knew that in such a situation, unless the situation on the set was too bad to perform, then continuing the show would be the best and most appropriate solution.

Only in this way can the audience's attention be drawn back to the performance as quickly as possible, otherwise, the performance will collapse immediately. So Ye Zi completely ignored what happened on the stage, and sang seriously as always.

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"The wind of the general! It's completely the wind of a general!! ”

Ni Jun sighed in his heart and slowly stopped. Turning around, he stretched out his hand to stop the teachers and classmates who wanted to clean up on the stage immediately, turned around and walked to the stage on the right side of the stage, raised his hands high, and clapped his hands vigorously to the rhythm of the music.

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