Chapter 2: Lemon, and teaming up

Although there is no inherited memory, the knowledge of the predecessor has become instinctive.

Think back to the song, chords, arrangement, rhythm...... All kinds of information naturally come to mind.

This allows Su Han to perfectly reproduce the songs in his memory, as if he was taking something in his pocket and viewing the pattern in his palm.

In addition, the voice condition of the original body also surprised him.

At first, Su Han still thought about hiding his strength and not scoring too high.

But as soon as this man was nervous, he couldn't care about anything, and he didn't know whether it was a person singing or a singing person.

"Dream ใชใ‚‰ใฐใฉใ‚Œใปใฉใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†

How nice it would be if it all were a dream

ๆœชใ ใซใ‚ใชใŸใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ๆขฆใซใฟใ‚‹

I can still meet you in my dreams

ๅฟ˜ใ‚ŒใŸ็‰ฉใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šใซๅธฐใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ

It's like retrieving something you've forgotten

ๅคใณใŸๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใฎ่‰พใ‚’ๆ‰•ใ†

Brush away the dust that covers the memories ......"

โ€ฆโ€ฆ

Although the language is unfamiliar, the melody is resonant, a certain sadness, hidden under a faint tone.

In the player area, Wei Xiao opened his mouth and couldn't help but slap Zhao Ziliang, causing the latter to roll his eyes.

"This melody, listen to it! Are conservatories all that strong? โ€

The melody was repeated for the first time, Zhao Yichen nodded with a beat, he had some impressions of Su Han, he had taken his classes, and he came early every time, but he was mediocre in the academy.

I didn't expect that if I didn't make a sound, it would have been a blockbuster.

"ใใฃใจใ‚‚ใ†ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠ

I understand

ไผคใคใใ“ใจใชใฉ

There must be no one in this world

ใ‚ใ‚Šใฏใ—ใชใ„ใจใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹

It's more sad than that......"

โ€ฆโ€ฆ

The rhythm progresses layer by layer, and the mood reaches the peak of the whole song!

I didn't delve into the art of arrangement, and I couldn't understand the meaning of the lyrics, but the expectations of the four instructors came to the highest point.

This is the common meaning of art, and it is the most basic emotional expression of music.

"ใ‚ใฎๆ—ฅใฎๆ‚ฒใ—ใฟใ•ใˆ

Even the sorrow of that day

ใ‚ใฎๆ—ฅใฎ่‹ฆใ—ใฟใ•ใˆ

Even the pain of that day

ใใฎใ™ในใฆใ‚’็ˆฑใ—ใฆใŸ

I love all of that

ใ‚ใชใŸใจใจใ‚‚ใซ

With you

่ƒธใซๆฎ‹ใ‚Š็ฆปใ‚Œใชใ„

Turned into something that lingers in my heart

่‹ฆใ„ใƒฌใƒขใƒณใฎๅŒ‚ใ„

Bitter lemon aroma ......"

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The entire stage fell silent, and everyone listened in silence.

Zhao Yichen saw the integrity of the song, Jiang Jingshu heard that the song was not easy to sing, and the contestants were unconscious.

Then I couldn't help but have an idea in my mind.

Unfortunately, it's not a Chinese song.

Fortunately, it's not a Chinese song.

As for Su Han, he didn't know anything anymore, and his extreme nervousness immersed him in the melody.

It wasn't until the music stopped that he opened his eyes with hindsight, and a line of tears actually flowed from the corners of his eyes.

The theme song of "Unnatural Death" was written by Yonezu during the death of his grandfather, which conveys Yonezu's grief and longing for the death of his loved ones, as well as his own considerations for life and death.

Singing and singing, Su Han thought of the friends he could never see again, the girls he could never chase again, and the bosses who could no longer scold him.

A little stiffly bowed, Su Han relieved himself, and the hundreds of figures in front of him made him a little dizzy.

The four mentors discuss for a moment and score at the same time.

Pineapple: 60 points.

Su Li: 70 points.

Jiang Jingshu: 90 points.

Zhao Yichen: 80 points.

Seeing that the vocal tutor suddenly scored a high score, Su Han's heart jumped, but fortunately, the original tutor pulled back a city.

Final average score: 75.

It's kind of above average, a little higher than expected, but it's not a big problem.

Zhao Yichen smiled slightly, with kind eyebrows, and said, "Let me summarize." As a first-year student in the composition department, your song is very mature and complete, not bad. โ€

"Thank you, teacher."

Su Han bowed, Zhao Yichen still has an impression, he has appeared many times in the diary, the teaching is simple and simple, and the original body likes it very much.

"But what about ......" Zhao Yichen shook his head, a little regretful, "A song, lyrics and songs are very important, we don't understand the meaning of your song, it will be greatly discounted." โ€

As he spoke, he suddenly laughed evilly, "But I think Mentor Jiang Jingshu seems to like it very much." โ€

Oh โ€“

The contestants coaxed one after another, and the initial rating was 100 people, and many players sharpened their heads to grab the camera, all of which were very exaggerated.

Su Li and Jiang Jingshu were about the same age as the players, listening to the coaxing in their ears, Su Han felt some cramps in his legs, and suddenly noticed that Zhao Yichen, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes, was not like a good person.

Teacher Zhao, you taught me, don't mess with me!

Who would have thought, Jiang Jingshu's cold face turned slightly red, and she said seriously: "Your voice is very good, if you want, I can let you join the vocal group." โ€

Su Han was stunned, he just wanted to paddle, and the songs he sang were incomprehensible, why was he still so popular?!

"Wow, it's the first time in the show to steal someone!" Dance instructor Su Li's tone was a little exaggerated, and rap tutor Pineapple also made up a wave of program effects.

"My rating is just because of the lyrics, the song is really good. Especially at the beginning, I took a breath, and there was no prelude to it, and my emotions rose. โ€

Su Han: I forgot to take the microphone when I inhaled......

I was numb, so nervous that I wanted to vomit and didn't want to talk.

At this time, Zhao Yichen seemed to want to take care of the students, and suddenly asked: "This song has a faint and suppressed sadness, is there any story?" โ€

Su Han felt that he was very sad now, and almost cried.

He grimaced and struggled to keep himself normal.

"It's nothing, one of my deceased has died."

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Gone? โ€

"It's all in the past, let's live in the present."

The aura of embarrassment flooded the entire stage, and it wasn't until Su Han left the stage that the depressed Zhao Yichen thought of one thing.

This kid, shouldn't he be shy?

I'm very polite at school!

The other three tutors looked lively, which made Zhao Yichen unhappy, but he was helpless.

Although the contestants are the protagonists, the mentor's shots are the most.

The three of them complained about Zhao Yichen's embarrassment, and also added a lot of material to the post-editing.

Only Jiang Jingshu glanced at Su Han, who was leaving silently, and didn't know what she was thinking.

The initial rating lasted from two o'clock in the afternoon to six o'clock in the evening, barely ended, there were too many contestants, the quality was uneven, Su Han, who was sitting in the player's seat, couldn't care about social fear, he just wanted to wash his ears.

In the end, according to the rating, from the highest first to the lowest fourth, Su Han ranked at the top of the third class.

The last thirty were eliminated in the first round.

Su Han finally breathed a sigh of relief.

On the contrary, there are three roommates, who are at the end of the third class, and they are almost on the verge of entering the fourth class.

The players who are lost and left now may be them in the next round.

For a moment, Su Han's mood was a little complicated.

Talent is really important, in my previous life, I wrote part-time, if I could support myself, how could I continue to be a social animal?

He felt the same way he felt the feeling of constantly trying and failing.

Following the crowd back to the dormitory, Su Han was about to enter the door when he suddenly stopped.

The three roommates seemed to be arguing.

"Let's try it first, find him to form a team, the program team encourages teamwork, otherwise the process is too long one by one!"

This voice is Wei Xiao.

"At first, Lao Mo wanted him to join, but you weren't happy with it."

debunked mercilessly, it seems that Zhao Ziliang, who doesn't talk much.

After a period of silence, Mo Li said: "The most important thing in the original group is the level of originality, Su Han is indeed very strong, I will ask him alone when the time comes." โ€

"I'm sorry Brother Mo, I was also ...... at that time I don't want to pass up this opportunity. โ€

Wei Xiao, who looked like he was not easy to mess with, was a little crying and annoyed.

"I know, we all know. If it doesn't work this time, it's time for us to say goodbye to the fans we've supported over the years. โ€

Su Han leaned against the wall and let out a sigh.

Before coming to power, every cell was full of discomfort.

He won't make his debut, so he won't copy classic songs that can obviously get high scores.

But it should still be possible to help these three people. Until the end of the first performance, he looked for a chance to be eliminated, took the money and left.

The rest of the road will depend on your own efforts.

I really don't have talent, maybe it's a good choice to give up.

After waiting for a while, Su Han walked into the dormitory like no one, and one mouth broke the stiff atmosphere in the dormitory.

"Mo Li, can I join your trio?"

"Huh? Yes, yes, but why are you ......"

"Ha, I've never been on stage before, and I'm so nervous that I'm about to throw up! At that time, I thought that it would be easier if I had teammates around......"

"Hmm-thank you Su Han, thank you, I'm sorry!"

Wei Xiao hugged Su Han, his voice choked. The young man's hand was so strong that he couldn't speak, so frightened that Zhao Ziliang and Mo Li hurriedly pulled away.

The dormitory was full of cheerful atmosphere.

The last touch of sunset fell, and in the huge player dormitory building, everyone had ghosts in their hearts, but they were yearning for the future.