don't call me singer

Chapter 173 The Demon Whale Roars
Half of the tickets for "Battle of the Kings of Singers" are selected for gifts, and the other half are for sale.

Moreover, the selling price can be said to be the most expensive among all kinds of programs. The ticket price for the finals is as high as more than 6000 yuan, and there is no voting right.

Even so, it is still hard to get a ticket, because this stage can be said to be one of the best stages in the country, and the performers who appear on the stage are also the most famous.

Gu Xiaobai stood in the darkness of the audience seating area above, looked at the stage in front of him, listened to the music from the stage, and occasionally made different frequencies and high and low sounds from his mouth, and then listened carefully return sound.

In his mind, all kinds of data are constantly churning, and he murmurs:
"Clarity C80 is about -2dB, the early reverberation decay is very steep, and the late reverberation decay is also very slow, very good... In terms of brightness, EDT2000/EDTMIN is about 1.0? Hmm...EDT4000/EDTMIN should be 0.8? It's also great. It's completely different from the cafeteria, where the reverberation is all muddled..."

Behind Gu Xiaobai, there is a strong middle-aged man with gray hair, looking at him with a strange expression, wanting to speak, but seeing that he seems to be very focused, he holds back.

After a while, I finally couldn't help it anymore: "Young man, are you an architect?"

"Ah, no..." Gu Xiaobai was taken aback, turned around, and said embarrassedly, "I just finished learning acoustics."

"Where did you see those numbers?" The middle-aged man wondered.

"Uh..." Gu Xiaobai was even more embarrassed, "I calculated it myself..."

"That's it?" The sturdy middle-aged man wanted to roll his eyes, thinking you were a dolphin.

But after thinking about it, how much the roll of the eyes affects the image, but a little bit of the white of the eyes is exposed, and a serious face is still maintained.

Of course, the back is very dark now, and the whites of the eyes are very obvious.

"It's just 'ahhh', it's super fun, do you want to try it?" Gu Xiaobai took a few chest-abdominal breaths, and adjusted his voice to the one he learned from the little moth, with the strongest voice. Resonance Peak's "Bai's singing", "Ah—" roared out.

While roaring, while turning in circles.

I heard Gu Xiaobai's loud voice, spinning and blasting out in all directions, and then it was reflected back from all directions.

At that moment, it flew out like missiles scattered flowers, and then flew back like tired birds returning to their nests, and exploded in my ears.

After the transformation of the hall's acoustic structure, Gu Xiaobai's voice has been attenuated a lot, but the returned voice has different degrees of reverberation, and the early reverberation and late reverberation have different degrees of delay.

In addition, although most of the sound has been attenuated, but at certain angles, the sound has been strengthened, as if roaring in the ear, shaking people's eardrums, and in the blink of an eye, this powerful sound quickly decays and disappears. It turned into a low-pitched hum, that kind of feeling, like a kaleidoscope of voices, unfolding beside your ears, gorgeous and beautiful.

Well, it's really fun, but are you sure this thing is for playing?

The whites of the middle-aged man's eyes protruded a bit more. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a voice on the stage.

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, it's time for rehearsal! Where did this kid go!"

Fu Han stood on the stage, very helpless.

I thought Gu Xiaobai was a calm kid with a scholarly demeanor.

But after arriving in the hall, I realized that this child is really worrying!
I am curious about everything I see, and I want to try and touch everything I see.

No, in the blink of an eye, people ran away again!
Fu Han sighed, why did he feel that he was not here to rehearse, but to take the children on a trip?If I had known earlier, I should have brought this guy a nanny to watch over him!

"Here we come!" Gu Xiaobai stopped his voice and stood there for a second, waiting for the echoes from all directions to return, then shook his head and ran to the stage.

The middle-aged man shook his head silently, and looked up at the empty hall.

Shall I try 'ahhhhh'?
A little impulsive.

No, hold back, be steady!steady!

"Try the microphone first." Seeing Gu Xiaobai on stage, the sound engineer handed a microphone to Gu Xiaobai.

"Xiaobai, try it. This time you will be singing on stage with a condenser mic." Fu Han said, "It's different from when you usually sing with a dynamic mic in the cafeteria. It should be more delicate. Recording songs with a condenser microphone is also different, so you don’t need to close it like that.”

Then he handed over the earphone again: "There is also an earphone, try it on, it's similar to the one in the recording studio."

Gu Xiaobai held the earbud, a little dazed, and discerned the ear for a long time.

"Xiaobai, you haven't worn earbuds before, have you?" Fu Han looked at Gu Xiaobai and said with emotion.

"Well..." Gu Xiaobai studied the earphone curiously, then pinned the receiver on his waist, talked into the microphone, listened to his own voice curiously, and was amused by his own voice, "Sure enough A recording studio is different."

Of course it's different, the reverb was cut out in the studio, but the reverb here is very abundant, but, is it so funny?
What a completely immature little guy.

He has never been in touch with most of the processes in the modern music industry!
But with such an immature voice, using those crude stage systems, how on earth can he sing such a terrifying, almost flawless voice!
Is this the so-called genius?

I feel more and more that this child is really scary.

The sound engineer next to him said again: "It's best to try all the sound ranges you may use, and see how we can adjust the EQ."

For the sound engineer, Gu Xiaobai's on-site tuning for this performance is not difficult, because he needs to wear ear monitors, and there is no monitor speaker, so the interference on the stage is much less.

And Gu Xiaobai is a supporting role this time, just standing in the corner, helping to sing the harmony, there is not much stage action and on-site interaction, and the radio and the like are very simple.

The only problem is that you need to try Gu Xiaobai's timbre to see which parts need to be enhanced by EQ rendering.

"All range?" Gu Xiaobai blinked and took off the earpiece of his right ear, "Then I'll try it."

"Huh?" Fu Han suddenly felt a little bad.

As for what was wrong, he couldn't figure it out for a while.

I saw Gu Xiaobai taking a few chest and abdomen breaths, and then a deep and thick lowA, that is, A2, came out of his mouth.

After a long period of fitness, running, tree climbing, breathing training, and the super evolution of Bai's singing, this is the lowest pitch that Gu Xiaobai can sing stably so far.It is six semitones lower than the lowest note in "Left Fingering the Moon".

With a low voice, like a big wave rushing towards his face, the middle-aged man who was walking down the steps subconsciously retreated, then tripped and sat down on the steps.

Ouch, my tailbone!
Then I heard Gu Xiaobai going up all the way up the key, up the key!

A2, B2 to C3, and then all the way to C4, which is the middle C, then to C5 (high C), and then continue to go up to C6, D6, E6... and then start to turn the whistle, the low whistle reaches C7, and the sound becomes more and more sharper...

Sitting directly in front, the middle-aged man who was bombarded by Gu Xiaobai's voice after the loudspeaker felt that the adrenaline hormone and the severe pain in the tailbone were rising together, rising!
With a bang, it went straight to the top of the head.

"Hey, Lao Tzu's Tian Ling Gai!"

Middle-aged people don't know whether to cover the root of the tail or the top of the head.

谷小白在台上，继续向上飙：D7、E7、F7、G7、A7、B7——

C8!

After directly touching the last key of the piano with his own whistle range, Gu Xiaobai raised it slightly, maintained it for a moment, and then stopped speaking.

All the staff, including Fu Han, were completely stunned.

The magic whale roared, and the audience was silent.

The middle-aged man sat sluggishly on the steps, almost forgetting the sharp pain in his tailbone.

Then he heard Gu Xiaobai say on the stage: "It's fun, I want to try again."

The middle-aged man stood up suddenly and ran away.

"You stop me!"

Lao Tzu's sound system is not for you to play like this!

(End of this chapter)