don't call me singer

Chapter 175 What?Someone is even more handsome than our little letter!

For the live recording of "Battle of the Kings of Songs", Fu Han, as the No.1 last time, chose to appear first.

There are advantages and disadvantages of being the first to appear, and the advantage is that you will not be influenced by others.The downside is that people are always impressed by the most recent things.

In the end, when all the audience finally voted and scored, they had almost forgotten about the first one.

But there is another possibility.

That is the first one that directly stunned them, and the others couldn't listen to them!
is it possible?

In the waiting room where the letter was sent, Gu Xiaobai was holding a thick book and flipping through it slowly.

Next to it are several books of "Electroacoustic Technology and Sound System", "Materials and Physical Properties of Electroacoustic Devices"...

They are all books recommended by Mr. Lou, and the staff helped to buy them.

Next to him, Zhang Zhiyan, the partner who paid the letter, looked at Gu Xiaobai with serious eyes.

Wow, Xiaobai brushes the question to kill!

The live version of Xiaobai's inscription killing!

In fact, these invited guests, choruses, and musicians should not be in the waiting room for the letter. After all, the program group of "Battle of the Kings of Songs" also has its own bottom line.

Not everyone can go on the show to gain a sense of presence.

If you shouldn't show your face, don't show it.

But Gu Xiaobai...

Give me another dozen please!
The appearance of Gu Xiaobai is probably the biggest surprise this year for the program group. Now that the ratings of "Battle of the Kings of Songs" are declining, even Chen Yujie is hungry for second-tier traffic, let alone Gu Xiaobai. flow?
They wished they could follow Gu Xiaobai 24 hours a day, take more pictures, and even follow him directly to the hotel.

When Fu Han invited Gu Xiaobai to come, he called Gu Xiaobai's parents and made a guarantee to the school.

He will never let Xiaobai out of his sight.

Xiaobai is only 16 years old, he is a minor and needs a guardian!

Now he is acting guardian.

So, after arriving at the hotel, he mercilessly drove the film crew away: "Okay, okay, enough filming, stop filming at the hotel, Xiaobai should go to sleep!"

Yesterday, I didn't take enough shots at all. Right now, there are two more cameras in Fuhan's lounge than in other people's.

Fu Han didn't pay much attention to these cameras. He was always thinking about his game in his heart.

Facing his most important game so far, Fu Han was actually a little nervous, but seeing Gu Xiaobai's calm appearance, for some reason, he suddenly felt less nervous.

Then he saw Gu Xiaobai turn a page, then suddenly turn it back and take another look.

Ah ha ha ha ha, Xiaobai is also nervous!

Never had to watch it a second time before!
So you will be nervous too?
Then he saw Gu Xiaobai raised his head: "Brother Han, what kind of horizontal project are you going to pull for me?"

Fu Han looked at Gu Xiaobai's excited, excited and expectant expression, and was speechless for a while.

Was it because I was thinking about this question that I lost my mind?
Xiaobai, give me almost a little!
"Help me win the championship first!" Fu Han couldn't help it, reached out and knocked Gu Xiaobai on the head.

After waiting for a while, a notification sounded: "Singer No. [-], please get ready to go on stage."

"Xiaobai, let's go." Fu Han stood up, dressed in black clothes, lined with simple dark red patchwork, quite a kind of charm of "xuanduan" in the ancient pre-Qin era.

When Fu Han in such a suit came onto the stage, there was a burst of exclamation from the audience.

An aunt held her heart in both hands: "I think back when my little Hanhan first debuted, the boy in white was playing the guitar and looked like a prince charming. Now he is dressed in black, and he is still so handsome..."

On stage, the lights dimmed.

Then, the chime of ding ding dong dong resounded throughout the hall.

Thick, deep, and extremely penetrating timbre, even without amplifiers, can spread throughout the hall.

And the momentum of this chime is much bigger than the original version of "Yan Yan", because it uses real chimes!

Not to mention the complete replica of the chime bells of Marquis Yi of Zeng, which weighs more than ten tons, this chime band is not affordable for ordinary people, it is too expensive!
The lights gradually came on, and six young men and women in black, holding a hammer in each hand, stood behind the chime and struck out the melody of Yanyan from three different octaves.

The button bell vibrates, and the Yongzhong bell echoes.

Then, the huge iron bell was struck.

"Boom..." a sound spread throughout the audience.

This is the sound that shakes the soul.

It seemed that in an instant, a certain factor in everyone's blood that was thought to have been wiped out was aroused.

The hairs all over his body stood up all of a sudden.

Then the huge Jian Drum was beaten by two people from left to right, and the two people were uniform, beating left and right, as if someone was beating the drum in front of a mirror.

The bells and drums rang together, and then gradually sank.

The chimes of three octaves disappeared one by one, and finally the bells were too low to be heard.

At this time, Guqin, Guxun, and Panxiao played...

Like a faint ancient wind, it gently enveloped everyone.

There are enough people, enough instruments, enough lineups, and the whole scene is very grand, whether it is visual effects or auditory effects, it is full marks.

After the chime slowly disappeared, the audience present subconsciously moved their bodies, while the singers waiting in their lounges backstage were all speechless.

"so amazing!"

"The quintessence of the country, this is the real quintessence of the country!"

"It seems that Brother Han really made a big move today."

Fu Han waved his sleeves, raised the microphone, and a quaint and forceful ancient voice filled the entire scene:

"Swallows and swallows are flying, but it's not as good as their feathers..."

Half singing and half singing, like witches and wishes.

This is the first time Fu Han's version of "Yanyan" has appeared on the scene, and the first time it has appeared outside the recording studio.

As soon as he sang, he had already substituted emotions. His eyes were far away and slightly sad, his voice trembled but remained stable, and his emotions showed slightly but never lost control.

Then, a majestic voice resembling the resonance of a god sounded, lifting his voice steadily upward.

The lights come on again.

A full three rows of male choirs, dressed in black, appeared on the side of the stage behind him, reciting the first paragraph of "Yanyan" in a deep voice.

The two voices merged into one place, like one person praying, and thousands of people echoed.

"The son returns home, and the son is sent away..."

"Wow!" The goosebumps that had just subsided a little bit suddenly rose again.

It's so atmospheric!

At this moment, Fu Han is not standing on the stage, but praying to God in the pre-Qin period!

At this moment, he is the mighty king, and the three rows of men in black are the guards and servants.

Fu Han held the microphone in his left hand, flicked his right hand lightly, and his robe sleeves fluttered, showing the demeanor of a king.

Under the stage, there was silence, and the bleak years of more than 500 years rushed towards us, making people speechless.

At this moment, the light on the stage became extremely confused, and the sound effect like a light snake sounded, echoing in the hall.

It's like the stars are moving, drawing endless star trails.

It is also like the cycle of time, Tianjun overlooks everything in the world.

The ding-dong chime rang again, and "Yanyan" at this moment was full of divinity.

The professional singers in the waiting room also stared wide-eyed.

"It's too big... this arrangement."

"I can't hold it back, this... I really can't hold it back."

"This one is bigger than the original, it's way too big!"

"Brother Han is crazy!"

"I'm really curious, who did he invite as an assistant guest, and how dare he arrange music like this!"

The light on the other side slowly came on.

Gu Xiaobai stood under the light and raised his flute.

The body raised and paused, and the sound of the flute blasted the audience like weeping and complaining.

The moment he saw Gu Xiaobai, there was a wild cry from the audience.

"Xiaobai, it's really Xiaobai!"

The aunt's eyes were about to pop out: "What? Someone is more handsome than our little Hanhan!"

This is not scientific at all!
(End of this chapter)