The days of retirement with the singing queen

Chapter 197 My high pitch is so weak

"Boom, boom, boom!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The sounds of stomping feet and clapping soon replaced the beat of drums.

Song Xiaoqin on the stage received the feedback, felt relieved and became more confident.

She had discussed it with Lu Anzhi and Zhang Suxin before, and was still a little worried that she would not be able to bring the rhythm.

But it doesn't matter what Lu Anzhi said.

This song was born for the live performance, and its drum beats were designed considering that the crowds of people at the singing venue could only make limited movements.

As long as the audience at the scene is not the uncles and aunts who come to join in the fun for free like at the literary and art report performance, they will not be unresponsive. Even if you don’t stomp your feet or clap your hands to the rhythm, you will still be infected by the rhythm and make the atmosphere lively.

Moreover, Han Guangyuan will definitely have requirements for all aspects of this live variety show and will not allow a group of uncles and aunts to sit awkwardly in the audience.

After Lu Anzhi, Zhang Suxin and Song Xiaoqin discussed it, they decided to let Song Xiaoqin sing well first to ensure the minimum singing effect.

This rock song by Queen is undoubtedly an extremely excellent song that can easily ignite the atmosphere. As long as Song Xiaoqin can perform this song well, this song will definitely perform well even without the assistance of other scenes.

On top of this, Song Xiaoqin can observe on the court. If he feels that the atmosphere on the scene is good enough, he can try some stomping and clapping movements. If she can bring it along, that would be the best. If she can't, it doesn't matter, just treat it as her own performance.

But now, the director of "Singer Sets Sail" has caught Song Xiaoqin's movements, and the program team has also caught it.

And then the audience caught on.

"We will rock you!"

Song Xiaoqin even tried to lead the audience to sing in chorus. This simple lyric is as easy to imitate as "meow meow meow meow", and you can sing along even if you don't understand the meaning.

And the effect of this chorus of lyrics is definitely not comparable to "Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow".

In the hotel, Yao Dongxia, Zhang Suxin and Xianxian were sitting in front of the TV, searching for programs on the TV.

Hearing Song Xiaoqin's passionate singing, Yao Dongxia couldn't help but be a little amazed.

With such a song and such a performance, even someone like her, who doesn't usually listen to music, couldn't help but feel a little excited. No wonder Zhang Suxin's husband and best friend can dominate the ring tones list, they do have such strength.

Xianxian had already stood up, twisting her butt and dancing to the rhythm. She looked at the audience on the TV and stamped her feet and clapped her hands.

But it was still the same as before, she was stamping her feet and clapping her hands as she pleased, without any rhythm at all.

"Sister is amazing!"

she shouted as she danced.

Yao Dongxia looked at Zhang Suxin and Lu Anzhi's child and couldn't help showing a gentle expression. She glanced at Zhang Suxin sitting next to her again and noticed Zhang Suxin's slightly trembling body.

"How about it, do you miss this stage?"

she asked with a smile.

Zhang Suxin breathed out softly and said, "It would be a lie to say that I don't miss Xiaoqin. Speaking of which, I have never experienced such a scene as Xiaoqin..."

Yao Dongxia said: "Then do you want to consider making a comeback? I can help you. And this person in your family should be able to produce works with such effects again, right?"

However, Zhang Suxin shook her head without hesitation and said: "No, Sister Dongxia. There is no need to trouble you with such things, and I feel pretty good now, so leisurely, so free, I can do whatever I want. I can still stay with him and Xianxian. If I come back, I won’t be able to do this."

Yao Dongxia nodded and said, "Yes."

Lu Anzhi was sitting alone in the lounge, a little surprised to see Song Xiaoqin lifting up the atmosphere in the entire audience during her first performance.

He originally thought that this song, which had never been released before, would appear on the world's stage for the first time and achieve results, but he never expected that Song Xiaoqin could achieve such an outstanding level.

He couldn't tell whether the audience who was performing with Song Xiaoqin in the audience were "entrusted" by the program team or were infected by Song Xiaoqin.

But he was certain that Song Xiaoqin's singing today was perfect. Her singing voice was extremely explosive and infectious, and she had already taken control of the stage.

This little rich woman is like a queen on the stage at the moment, and the microphone in her hand is her scepter.

The picture on the TV screen switched to the lounge backstage. I wonder if it was because of the poor performance of Lu Anzhi and Song Xiaoqin before, but now Lu Anzhi didn't have a scene.

Lu Anzhi was so happy. He saw people in other scenes exclaiming, commenting, and singing along with "we will we will rock you", which was very exciting.

There are also Gong Minmin and Huo Jiawen in the picture. Gong Minmin's face was a little stunned, and her expression was a bit unsightly, so the camera only briefly focused on her face and then passed.

This Tibetan female singer who had mocked Song Xiaoqin behind her back was obviously shocked by Song Xiaoqin's performance, even a little incredible. She seemed to have already made a comparison between herself and Song Xiaoqin in her heart, and was sure that her performance could not compare with the Queen of Color Bells on the stage.

In comparison, Huo Jiawen's performance was much better. This second-generation waver who returned from studying abroad is indeed very advanced. On the surface, he did not show any negative emotions at all. He forced a smile and said: "Awesome, she deserves to be the queen of ringtones!"

In his lounge, producer Mattique Biondini listened to the interpreter translate Huo Jiawen's words to him, nodded, and commented: "Yes, this lady is very powerful! The one who is appearing now Among singers, her performance ranks among the top two. But her producer is even more powerful, Mr. Lu Anzhi, whose works control the audience!"

The corners of Huo Jiawen's mouth twitched slightly. He originally wanted to deal with it casually and wait for the camera to cut away, but he didn't expect that the screen stayed here and refused to leave.

Mattique Biondini has also finished commenting, but the camera seems to be still waiting for him to follow suit.

But he doesn’t want to comment!

"Yes, that Ringling King is really awesome. I really want to cooperate with him if I have the chance!"

Huo Jiawen said against his will, and then added, "But Mr. Biondini, you are also very powerful. I believe that your strength will definitely help me achieve excellent results!"

This should work, right?

After answering this question, he felt very unhappy. He stared at the TV screen and secretly shouted: Why doesn't this shit camera cut? ! Wouldn't it be nice to watch Song Xiaoqin shine on the stage? Why are you staring at me!

Mattique Biondini added: "If I compare this song alone, I can't compare with him. This song should appear on a bigger stage. I can even imagine the grand occasion!"

enough! Not enough? !

Huo Jiawen screamed in his heart when he heard the "dong dong bang" coming from the stage that was about to burst into his lounge. But on the surface, he still smiled and praised Mattique Biondini: "Yes!"

"We will we will rock you! We will we will rock you!"

The scene finally switched back to the stage.

Just as Huo Jiawen had thought wildly when he was going crazy, Song Xiaoqin really seemed to be shining brightly, and the chorus of singing was so shocking even through the TV screen.

Huo Jiawen let out a long breath, but the next moment, his nerves were tightened again by a sigh from Matique Biondini.

"This song cannot be compared to our works. It only depends on your performance on the spot..."

So says Mattique Biondini.

But he only said half of what he said. The second half was "Looking at Ms. Song's performance on stage, I think it's hard for you to compare with her." These words were too demoralizing for his teammates, so although he thought it was true, Matik Biondini did not say it.

Huo Jiawen looked at the TV screen where Song Xiaoqin had reached the end of her singing, and suddenly felt uneasy.

I can only rely on my world-shaking high notes...

He thought to himself very unconfidently.

Damn it, what bullshit King of Colorful Bells and Queen of Colorful Bells popped up right now, just to cause trouble for me!

Huo Jiawen gritted his teeth, but couldn't show it.

Now is a critical moment for his debut. He must learn from the lessons he learned three years ago and not create extraneous problems!

These bullshit, let them be arrogant for a while!

He stood up, took a few deep breaths, and was ready to go on stage.

On the stage on the TV screen, Song Xiaoqin finally finished singing. The host came on stage and had a post-game exchange with Song Xiaoqin. Then the judges started commenting and the audience voted.

This process is quite time consuming. Han Guangyuan and his team made very careful arrangements for this process, controlling the rhythm and making the voting competition full of suspense and excitement.

Otherwise, seven singers and seven songs alone would not be able to last a whole variety show.

Huo Jiawen originally had no objections to this process, but now he just finds it lengthy.

He followed the arrangements in the earphones and had already come out of the lounge and stood backstage, waiting to get on the stage. He was here watching the audience in the auditorium vote for Song Xiaoqin with shouts and cheers. The rising number of votes and the votes of the audience outside the venue were accumulated one after another, taking Song Xiaoqin's ranking to the sky.

He just felt that the bar graph was hitting his heart, pushing against his heart, and kept poking upwards.

Finally, when the voting ended, Song Xiaoqin bowed to thank the audience and exited calmly.

Huo Jiawen and Song Xiaoqin passed by each other without even looking at each other, gritting their teeth in their hearts.

He listened to the host announce his song "Silent" and then walked onto the stage.

He started to sing, from the slowness at the beginning, to the gradual emotional progression, and finally to the chorus, using all his strength.

Treble, start!

Although the name of this song is Silent, it is sung very high-pitched and intensely. Huo Jiawen's own works like to win with high notes. This is something he is proud of, and it is also the result of spending money to study abroad in a beautiful country.

Although in the opinion of Mattick Biondini, Huo Jiawen's treble is a bit dry and even sounds slightly harsh, making people uncomfortable, Huo Jiawen does not think so. The fans cultivated by Inspur International and Huo Jiawen don't think so either.

In this competition, Mattique Biondini adjusted the arrangement of the song according to Huo Jiawen's characteristics, trying to cover up the problems in Huo Jiawen's high notes. Before going on stage, Huo Jiawen tried the specially adapted version by Mattick Biondini and listened to the effect and thought it was very good.

But he thought this was his own progress.

Now, he can only remain confident in his voice and use his world-shaking high notes to compete with Song Xiaoqin who appeared before him.

"Ah~~~~~~~~"

He was shouting loudly, almost hoarse.

Queen of the bullshit ringtones, watch my high notes cover you up!

He encouraged himself mentally.

But he was soaring, and when he opened his eyes and looked at the audience, he saw that there were only a few people in the audience, and they were even a little indifferent to his performance.

There were some die-hard fans of his in the audience, and the company had managed to arrange for them to come in. But Han Guangyuan was too domineering and refused to let Inspur International arrange all the auditoriums to be his fans. The fans were so excited to follow his high notes that it didn't create any waves at all. Instead, they felt a little out of place among the slightly indifferent audience and looked particularly embarrassed.

Suddenly, a thought occurred to him: Why does my high pitch sound so weak? !

But he was obviously exerting so much force that his throat almost burst out.

"Ah~~~~~~"

Another high note.

In the lounge, Mattick Biondini looked at the TV screen and opened his mouth while listening to the sound coming from the stereo.

"Ushette!"

He couldn't help but curse.

After seeing Song Xiaoqin's singing earlier, he was already convinced that Huo Jiawen couldn't compare, and neither could his own works. But at least, he felt that the work he tailored based on Huo Jiawen's characteristics could at least achieve good results compared to Song Xiaoqin and Lu Anzhi.

But now, all assumptions are ruined.

It was ruined by the singer Huo Jiawen himself.

The audience in the auditorium on the TV screen could only tell that Huo Jiawen's song was not as good as the previous one, but could not tell anything else.

But Mattik Biondini is different, he is a professional. He heard clearly that Huo Jiawen's high notes suddenly lost their rhythm and became deflated halfway through.

Although he raised his voice to a very high pitch, the messy and soulless voice in the soundtrack only made people feel boring.

This time I'm afraid it's not just a matter of not being able to compete with Song Xiaoqin.

Mattique Biondini also became unhappy.

Why is this young man from Inspur International always thinking about singing high notes when he has nothing to do? !

Children cannot be taught! Mattique Biondini now wants to give up and leave, but after thinking about it, he decided not to. He can't live with money.

Huo Jiawen didn't know how he managed to get to the end of his singing on the stage. After finishing the singing, he could barely maintain the humble and kind expression he had maintained before. During the interview with the host, he felt like he was going to have a schizophrenia.

"It's those two bastards! And Zhang Suxin is still there!"

He looked at the histogram of votes that quickly stagnated on the stage, feeling resentful and silently blaming Zhang Suxin, Lu Anzhi and Song Xiaoqin.

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