don't call me singer

Chapter 78 Gu Xiaobai X Little Moth!
"End of the world... Cape~"

What Gu Xiaobai sang was still the key-down version of Tianya Singer, which was also the key he used when he sang with Xiaomozi.

After all, in the dream, his body can't sing high pitches, so when singing with the little moth, it is the little moth who is responsible for singing the high pitch.

But as soon as Gu Xiaobai's singing voice with no high pitch and no dazzling skills came out...

It's such a naked dazzle!

And it's dazzling high-end, beautiful, and discriminating against others. You can't understand it even if you're not professional.

It's like a primary school student who doesn't understand the difference in difficulty between high school textbooks and physics monographs.

This level of resonance skills is already an area that [-] to [-]% of the pop singers in the country cannot achieve in their lifetimes.

There seems to be a strong focus in Gu Xiaobai's voice, which makes his voice very cohesive, and he can't help being attracted to it. This singing method can hold the audience even when there is no microphone.

At this time, under the professional and huge speaker array amplification on the stage, it was like a big wave hitting the face.

"Wow", the audience was swept away by the sound.

This is Gu Xiaobai, you don't need gorgeous accessories, as long as you speak, one person is a thousand troops!
Hearing this sound wave coming, the expressions of several judges suddenly changed.

What kind of sound is this?Metal core?Mask vibes?

No, neither, but more recognizable than that.

Even if there are hundreds of people talking at the same time in a crowd, you can hear with one ear, which is Gu Xiaobai's voice!
His voice was like a mass of snow falling into your neck in a world of ice and snow, and it was impossible for you to ignore it.

The producer Feng He, who was sitting on the side in a relatively leisurely posture, has now sat up straight and stared, as if he had discovered a gold mine.

It has a vocal style comparable to that of professional bel canto singers, but still maintains its own timbre characteristics.

Does this voice really exist?
How does this tone control work?
As a producer, he knows best what it means to be a singer with strong singing skills and a recognizable voice.

Suddenly, an insane thought came into his mind.

Just kick Brother Han, I'm going to help this guy make an album!

No, no, Brother Han treats you well, hold back, hold back!
As for the other two judges who were still in Suangu Xiaobai's appearance just now, they couldn't help but want Suangu Xiaobai's voice.

If I had this voice, if I had...

No, what am I dreaming about, I can't have, and if I have, I'm still hanging around here?

But this kind of singer, what kind of campus singer competition is participating in, can you please go to a program to debut?

Isn't this a waste of our feelings?
When I thought that after Gu Xiaobai's singing was over, they, as mentors, would have to "guide" a bit, and I felt a faint pain in the egg, or a phantom limb pain.

No matter how shocked before, how messy his heart was, and no matter how complicated his mood was and how many thoughts he had at this moment.

The moment he started singing, Gu Xiaobai had already entered the state.

His eyes were lowered, and the stage lights in front of him, like the throbbing flames of a bonfire, made him seem to be back before the bonfire, back to the three days of living with the little moth.

Emotions were substituted in, and Gu Xiaobai's voice became more infectious.

"End of the World ~ Cape ~
Looking for ~ looking for a soulmate~"

His fingers simply played chords on the keyboard, singing as he turned his head to look at Moth.

At the moment when the music sounded, the little moth also woke up.

Although she never said any sensational words, but for her, music is all she is.

I have to starve because I can't sing well.

After singing, you might have to be hungry, but in the end, you will be less hungry.

It is estimated that no one at the scene is more serious than her attitude towards music.

She also raised her head and looked at Gu Xiaobai.

There is still shyness in his eyes, there is still shock, and there is still confusion.

But Gu Xiaobai knew that she was ready.

Moth never let him down.

The piano in Gu Xiaobai's hand, outside the chords, played half a phrase of the next sentence, and then the piano sound faded, and the singing continued:
"Little sister sings and I play the piano~
Sister, we are one heart~"

Hey, did the lyrics change?

Under the stage, Deng Pin listened to Gu Xiaobai's singing seriously, and was stunned when he heard the lyrics, but he had to say that the lyrics were changed quite appropriately.

After singing "One Heart", Gu Xiaobai continued to play the chords in his hands and looked up at the little moth.

Little Moth's head lightly tapped, the slanted bun on his head swayed like a chicken's tail, and then he opened his mouth, directly after the end of the original tune, based on the original Gu Xiaobai's down-tuned ending C3, turned it over. One octave goes back to the original key of C4, then adds a major third to E4.

Then go up from E4, turn the sound all the way, and go straight up.

“Ah→↗ah↗~~Ah~ah↘ah~~~~~ah↗~~~~>>~>~>~>~~~”

Sing!

For more than 20 seconds, a female voice like the sound of nature sang, uttered from the immature but powerful little throat of the little moth.

She had never used a microphone, so the sound was very loud at first, but after hearing the huge sound waves coming from all around, she subconsciously shrank back, a little further away from the wheat stand in front of her, followed by her head. The bun on the top swayed, and the voice suddenly became ethereal.

While adapting to the microphone, the little moth controlled her voice. Her voice became smaller and smaller, more ethereal and ethereal.

Her tone at this time was completely different from Gu Xiaobai's cohesive singing style just now, like a wisp of smoke that curled up into the sky, and then drifted away with the wind.

At that moment, Deng Pin felt that his scalp had exploded.

The sound of heaven!

Where did this monster come from!

He touched his arm, and the goose bumps that fell from his body could feed a chicken on a chicken farm.

After a few chills, he realized with hindsight that Gu Xiaobai had changed the lyrics again.

In the original work, he changed it into a high-pitched chant.

When the little moth sang, his fingers simply played a few broken chords on the keys, and when the chanting gradually faded, he continued to sing: "Sister, we two are one heart."

When the cohesive voice appeared, it was like the sun was rising.

The voice of the little moth still echoed in the background.

Two voices, one firm and one soft, one condensed like the scorching sun in the sky, and the other was misty like rain, fog and smoke.

The two voices that were originally opposed to each other were blended just right at this time.

Everyone present suddenly felt that their ears were not enough.

Which one are you going to listen to?
At the end of the paragraph, when Gu Xiaobai began to play the interlude, the audience was quiet for a few seconds.

Then the frying pan-like cheers sounded: "Ah ah ah ah..."

"Xiao Bai! Xiao Bai! Xiao Bai!"

"Little moth! Little moth! Little moth!"

Gu Xiaobai and Xiao Mozi looked at each other and smiled, and then Gu Xiaobai leaned over to the microphone and did not sing.

Instead, he said, "Wang Haixia, ice cream!"

"Hahahaha..." The audience burst into laughter.

　Don't complain about Uncle Ha out of context, Uncle Ha is the last kind person at the starting point!

　　This is a natural break down to the number of words written!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)