What song is given?

Wang Mo thought about it for a while, but he didn't have many ideas.

If you want to compete with the national team, the choice of songs is very particular. Because the singers of the national team often have the ability to turn decay into magic.

An ordinary song, as long as it is sung by the national team, may become a masterpiece.

So to win against the national team.

In addition to his own singing skills are strong enough, the choice of songs is very suitable for singers. The combination of many factors can create miracles.

"Now, I don't have a treasure chest on me."

Wang Mo's last silver treasure chest had been used up in the duel with Jiro Miyata.

So if you want to continue to give Su Xueyao songs, it seems that you can only buy them from the system.

Fortunately, the current Wang Mo is not short of this money at all.

He clearly remembers that the price of buying a song in the system is 500,000.

A mere 500,000?

Wang Mo didn't care about it anymore.

"System, I want to buy songs."

Wang Mo did not hesitate to call out the system in his heart.

The voice of the system sounded in the depths of his mind: [Buy a song in the system, priced at 500,000. 】

"Good! Buy! ”

Wang Mo replied without thinking.

System: [After receiving the host's request, 500,000 money has been automatically deducted, and the host's current situation is being analyzed...... The analysis is complete,...... Generating the most suitable song ......】

This time, the system seems to be a little stuttering.

After more than a minute, the text emerged: [Congratulations to the host, get the song "Guanghan Palace". 】

"Huh?"

When Wang Mo saw the name of the song, he was slightly stunned.

Because this song is very new to him.

And before the name of the song surfaced in the system, he actually had a lot of guesses in his heart.

In his opinion, if Su Xueyao is to win, then the song must be very distinctive and eye-catching enough.

He already has the shadow of several songs.

For example: "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau", "Heavenly Road", ...... and other songs with a strong style.

Wang Mo believes that any one of them is enough to make Su Xueyao a blockbuster at the "Chinese Traditional Literary and Art Performance" party and crush the audience.

Unexpectedly, it was a song "Guanghan Palace" that he had never heard.

"Listen first."

He took a deep breath and relived the song in his mind.

Seem...... Not bad.

But it was far from as good as he imagined.

This kind of song, put on the national team's "Chinese Traditional Literary Performance" party, can it really stand out?

Wang Mo was a little unconvinced.

He couldn't help but ask inwardly: "System, this song seems to be ...... Isn't the quality very high? ”

System: [Please believe in the professionalism of this system.] 】

？？？

Wang Mo asked unwillingly: "But according to my judgment, this song is far worse than songs such as "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" and "Heavenly Road". You might as well give me a song "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau". ”

System: [Please believe in the professionalism of this system.] After the analysis of this system, even if the host was given a song like "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau", Su Xueyao could not control it. 】

Uncontrollable!

Wang Mo's heart was shocked.

He patted his head, almost forgetting the most important point.

Yes, "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" is indeed good, and it can even make people have the possibility of singing gods. But this kind of song, except for the extremely bewitching voices of Han Hong and Li Na, basically few singers can sing it.

Su Xueyao's high voice is okay, but it is still far from the point of mastering "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau", and forcibly giving this song to her will only waste a good song and make Su Xueyao make a fool of herself when singing.

Of course, Su Xueyao has been improving, and maybe in another year or two, she may be able to control this song.

But certainly not now.

Wang Mo shook his head, with some pity in his eyes.

After a while, he said: "But, why "Guanghan Palace"? ”

Even if he doesn't give him "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau", it shouldn't be "Guanghan Palace", right?

System: [The song that this system just gave to the host is the original song of "Guanghan Palace.] 】

Wang Mo's mind was quick, and he instantly asked, "There is a cover of this song?" The quality of the cover is high? ”

He immediately thought of this possibility.

For example, in the previous "Under the Sea", the cover of the Phoenix Legend sang to another height.

System: [It's not a cover, it's just that the singers are different.] If the host needs it, please pay 2 million for customization. 】

it!

Wang Mo almost jumped up.

What's the song?

The original singer only needs 500,000, but other singers need 2 million to sing?

And it's not a cover, it's just a different singer to sing?

Pit people, right?

System: [All but voluntarily by the host.] 】

Wang Mo's heart fluctuated, and in the end he still felt that it was impossible for the system to pit himself.

Isn't it 2 million?

What you have is money.

He took a deep breath and said fiercely in his heart: "Customize!" ”

The next second.

The cheerful voice of the system sounded: [Congratulations to the host for obtaining "Guanghan Palace" (Wu Bixia version)]

"Wu Bixia version?"

Wang Mo looked at Wu Bixia's name, and always felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

The "Guanghan Palace" he just bought for 500,000 yuan is the version of the original singer Maruko.

Could it be that there is anything magical about Wu Bixia's version?

"System, play."

Wang Mo thought silently in his heart, and at the same time said secretly: I really don't believe it, can you still sing a flower in the same song?

Same lyrics.

The same melody.

The version of the balls just now, Wang Mo felt that it was already good.

So it was hard for him to imagine how much Wu Bixia's version could change.

But he just muttered a few words, and suddenly froze in place.

Then.

The expression on Wang Mo's face became extremely exciting, and his eyes almost bulged.

Until the end of a song, he was still stunned, and after a while he came back to his senses and muttered, "Convinced." ”

Yes, he was really convinced.

No wonder the system judged that the original song only needed 500,000, while Wu Bixia's version needed 2 million.

Wang Mo only has one feeling, after listening to the original, he feels that he is standing on the earth looking at the Guanghan Palace on the moon, and he can feel the charm of the Guanghan Palace.

But after listening to Wu Bixia's version, he had the illusion that he was in the Guanghan Palace in a trance, and the illusion of being like a fairy and being complacent almost made him sink into the illusory Guanghan Palace and couldn't extricate himself.

"This ...... Is it really the same song? ”

Wang Mo swallowed his saliva, his face full of incredulity.

How can there be such a big gap?

The same song sings two completely different realms.

But the facts were in front of him, and he had to believe it.

It's worth it.

Not to mention two million, even if it is five million, to be able to hear this natural sound, he feels that it is worth it.

Wang Moru got the treasure, downloaded the score of "Guanghan Palace" from the mailbox, and at the same time carefully remembered the feeling of Wu Bixia's version, because only after he remembered this feeling, could he know how to guide Su Xueyao and sing "Guanghan Palace" with the most perfect effect in his mind!

This afternoon, Yuan Xiong brought news that he had successfully registered Su Xueyao and would go to the evening party of "Chinese Traditional Literary Performance" on time.

At the same time, Yuan Xiong told Wang Mo that Su Xueyao had to go to the rehearsal three days later.

In other words, the time for Wang Mo to write songs and Su Xueyao to learn songs add up to only three days!

Time is of the essence.

So Wang Mo was not ready to delay time, so he called Su Xueyao in the evening and handed over "Guanghan Palace" to her.

At this moment, Su Xueyao already knew that she was going to participate in the "Chinese Traditional Literary Performance".

Originally, Wang Mo thought she would be very nervous.

But what she didn't expect was that when Wang Mo saw her, Su Xueyao's face was full of confidence and calmness, and there was no sign of nervousness in either temperament or conversation.

Wang Mo showed his approval: "Xue Yao, you are in good shape, I thought you would be scared by the national team." ”

Su Xueyao grinned: "If it's just me, of course I don't have a bottom in my heart." But behind me is standing Brother Mo, if I am still afraid, how can I be worthy of Brother Mo's cultivation. ”

"Yo."

Wang Mo smiled: "It's going to be a sycophant." ”

Su Xueyao still wanted to speak.

Wang Mo interrupted her, pointed to the song and said, "In the next two and a half days, you put off all activities and do your best to practice this song." In the meantime, I'll be on the side. If your performance does not meet my expectations, I will ask Brother Xiong to call CCTV and disqualify you from attending the party. ”

"Okay, Brother Mo."

When Su Xueyao heard this, her heart sank.

Let Wang Mo personally accompany him to practice the song, it seems that this song may not be ordinary.

Soon.

The two came to the practice hall.

I have to say that Su Xueyao is indeed very talented in singing, and after only a few minutes, she was able to sing the song intermittently according to the song score.

Half an hour later, Su Xueyao started her first audition.

"At midnight, who is distressed for whom on the branches of the moon~~~"

Wang Mo didn't have much expression on his face.

But he nodded secretly in his heart.

Just the first time he sang, he judged that Su Xueyao's performance had surpassed the original singing.

It's just that compared with Wu Bixia, there is still a big gap.

Wang Mo does not ask Su Xueyao's singing to reach the height of Wu Bixia, after all, in the world of his previous life, Wu Bixia was the coach of the national team, with the reputation of the Oriental Nightingale, and her voice is the best in the world.

If you want Su Xueyao to sing comparable to Wu Bixia, it is not realistic.

But as long as Su Xueyao can simulate Wu Bixia's five-point charm, it is enough to amaze the audience at the "Chinese Traditional Literary Performance" party.

"There's something wrong with the pitch here."

"The rhythm is not right, you sang this sentence a little faster, and there it was half a beat slower."

"The breath is wrong, you can try to make a sound like this."

"There's something wrong with the pronunciation, so it sounds weird."

Next, Wang Mo became extremely serious and pointed out Su Xueyao's mistakes again and again.

Su Xueyao was silent, this was the first time she had seen Wang Mo so strict. Of course, she was also deeply impressed in her heart, because she found that the questions raised by Wang Mo almost always hit the key point, which made her feel suddenly enlightened.

Originally, she thought that she sang well, but after Wang Mo's guidance, she found that the songs she sang before were becoming more and more unbearable.

"It turns out that my performance before was so unbearable. It turns out that Brother Mo also has such superb strength in instructing people to sing. ”

Su Xueyao's heart was dark, and she felt more and more that Wang Mo was a god-like existence.

That night, Wang Mo didn't go back until eleven o'clock in the evening.

As for Su Xueyao, she stayed up until three o'clock in the morning. If it weren't for the fear of a bad throat, she would probably be able to stay up all night.

Early the next morning.

The two came to the practice hall again and continued to practice.

Once.

Twice.

Ten times.

Hundreds.

Su Xueyao didn't know how many times she had stopped drinking than Wang Mo, and she didn't know how many times she had secretly wronged. I don't know how many times I've cheered myself up.

Even countless times she began to wonder if she could sing, why she would have so many problems with a song that didn't seem very difficult. If it weren't for the fact that she had an almost worshipful trust in Wang Mo and a super strong tempering heart for herself, I am afraid that she would have collapsed in the process.

It wasn't until around five o'clock in the afternoon of the third day that she finally heard Wang Mo's voice: "Well, it should be almost, so be it." ”

"Really?"

When Su Xueyao heard this, she asked excitedly.

Wang Mo nodded: "Yes, you try to sing again at the end, I'll listen to it." ”

When he spoke, he reviewed all the details again in his heart, and at the same time compared Su Xueyao's singing just now with Wu Bixia's version in his mind, and found that Su Xueyao had finally played to the point where he was satisfied with the pitch, rhythm, breath, pronunciation, transposition, vibrato, falsetto, harmony and other aspects, and the timbre and emotional expression were also six or seven points similar to Wu Bixia.

It's almost qualified......

"Yes, Brother Mo."

Su Xueyao nodded hurriedly, then took a few deep breaths, adjusted her state to the best, and then began to sing.

"At midnight, the moon is on the branches, who is distressed for whom"

"A glass of turbid wine poured in the heart, who makes the heart cold"

“……”

The door of the singing hall is not locked.

When Wang Mo stood aside and listened carefully to Su Xueyao's singing, the door was gently pushed open.

Yuan Xiong walked in from outside, because Su Xueyao had to go to CCTV to report tomorrow, so he came to ask Su Xueyao how she practiced her songs.

Just walked in the door.

And the singing came to his ears.

The next second.

Bang Dang...... The document in Yuan Xiong's hand fell to the ground, but he didn't hear it, just looked at Su Xueyao who was standing in the center of the singing hall, and his eyes were almost bulging.

[Tips: It is recommended that when you go to listen to "Guanghan Palace", you should first listen to the live version of the pill (non-recorded version), and then listen to the live version of Teacher Wu Bixia, and everyone will know what it means to hang and beat. 】

(End of chapter)