Chapter 8 Singing (×) Earning (√)
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The online comments have been hotly discussed.
"His name is Xu Ye?"
"Wow, he's still eating sunflower seeds right before he goes on stage. He's not nervous at all."
"I'm looking forward to his performance!"
"Don't mention it, he's quite handsome."
"Sister Mi is beginning to doubt her life, ha ha ha!"
Xu Ye's performance and Yan Mi's expression made the audience laugh.
This is the first time that everyone has seen such a player.
Not long after, Xu Ye pushed open the door of the stage and walked in. As he entered, he put a Wonderful Sound Fruit in his mouth, which raised his vocal skills to A level.
This stage is a studio of the program team, a small stage.
The distance between the contestants and the judges is very close, and there is no sense of alienation.
The judges didn't sit on any big chairs, they just sat casually in the front.
"Hello, Teacher Yan Mi." Xu Ye greeted.
Yan Mi nodded slightly and asked, "Were you eating melon seeds just now?"
"Ah? You saw it?" Xu Ye asked in surprise.
He stopped eating melon seeds immediately after hearing the prompt. Did the production team cut the scene in advance?
Xu Ye really didn't expect this.
Yan Mi shook her head helplessly.
However, at this time, Xu Ye said: "Do you want to eat? I still have some in my pocket."
"Cough cough cough..." Yan Mi couldn't hold it anymore.
The two members of the help team next to them also laughed.
This show is really effective.
This was the first time Yan Mi encountered such a thing while participating in a program.
The contestant asked her if she ate melon seeds.
The other players were also confused.
"Is he seriously ill?"
"I felt something was wrong since I met him today!"
"I seriously doubt that he has mental problems."
However, the popularity of the program increased, and Zhang Guangrong smiled somewhat awkwardly.
"This kid is really sick."
Yan Mi quickly recovered and said with a smile: "Please introduce yourself first."
Xu Ye’s self-introduction was very simple.
After saying that, Yan Mi picked up the folder in her hand.
The A4 paper in the folder contains the lyrics of Xu Ye's song.
She looked at the song title and smiled: "The song you sang this time is called "Love You at 105℃". The lyrics look very sweet. Did you write them yourself?"
Xu Ye nodded.
"What type of song is this?" Yan Mi asked.
"An inspiring song." Xu Ye said without hesitation.
Yan Mi glanced at the lyrics.
The lyrics use words like sunshine, dreams and love, and it is obvious that this song is cheerful.
Just by looking at these lyrics, you can roughly guess what style of melody the song is.
She was looking forward to Xu Ye's performance.
Before this, no contestant had ever performed his or her original song on stage.
“This song looks pretty good.”
Yan Mi muttered something in her heart, then raised her head and looked at Xu Ye with a gentle smile on her face.
"Sister Mi, the lyrics are quite sweet and make me feel comfortable," said the person next to her.
"I'm also interested in this song. It should sound good when sung."
"That's right, Xu Ye's voice should be clear, I can't wait."
The two members of the Helping Team started communicating with each other, which livened up the atmosphere.
"If you are ready, start the performance." Yan Mi smiled.
Looking at the expressions of these three people, Xu Ye felt like his toes were digging into the ground.
My performance may be a little different from what you imagined.
"Okay, Miss Honey."
Xu Ye made a gesture.
The accompaniment gradually began to sound.
Tengger's version of the song begins with a melodious piano sound.
The melody is gentle, with a soft and refreshing feeling.
When the melody sounded, Yan Mi and the other two all smiled.
This taste is right.
That's the taste.
When the melody ended, Xu Ye spoke.
He raised the microphone to his lips.
"Super Idol's smile is not as sweet as yours."
When he finished singing this line, Yan Mi, who was ready to shake her body to the melody, was completely stunned.
I was completely stunned, and my body was frozen.
The same goes for the two judges and members of the Helping Team around her.
What is this?
What kind of singing style is this?
Are you singing seriously?
In an instant, Yan Mi's mind was filled with countless question marks.
At this moment, in the live video broadcast room of "Tomorrow's Superstar",
The moment Xu Ye opened his mouth, the barrage of comments exploded.
"Note, this is not a still picture! Hahaha!"
"What kind of voice is that? Why do I feel like I'm on the grassland?"
"What super idol? You are a super grassland cowherd!"
"Sister Mi is going crazy!"
Among the contestants who performed before, some sang out of tune, and some could not sing and just danced blindly.
The problems of these contestants who performed poorly are also within everyone's acceptable range.
But Xu Ye’s performance was really outrageous.
He was on key and sang well, but it sounded weird.
"The sunlight at noon in August is not as bright as yours."
"I love you, 105 degrees, every drop of pure distilled water."
"You don't know how cute you are. You fall and stand up again with a silly smile on your face."
"You never give up easily, and your persistence in pursuing your dreams has never changed."
Yan Mi's brows gradually furrowed, and she finally felt that something was wrong.
This is not a problem with the lyrics or the music.
It's the singer's fault!
Your singing style is wrong!
Why did you sing such a sweet song as this?
Have you ever learned to sing?
Yan Mi was already roaring in her heart.
Xu Ye was performing seriously at this time.
The moment he opened his voice, he knew there was no turning back.
In that case, let's just throw the jar into the ground.
I'm not singing.
I'm just making a living.
"I felt relieved when you told me, don't be afraid, I'm here, just let me do it."
"The courage to pursue your dreams, that determined look."
The melody reaches here and the chorus is about to begin.
During this pause, Yan Mi picked up the A4 paper in her hand and read it carefully several times.
Countless comments floated across the barrage.
"Sister Mi is now doubting whether she heard it wrongly, ha ha ha!"
"Is he singing about distilled water? Why do I feel like he's singing about beer?"
"I understand what Xu Ye meant by inspiring. Now I feel like I can go herd cattle on the grassland!"
"Why does his singing make me feel like I'm driving a car across an endless grassland, but the wheels are square?"
The audience was delighted.
This is the first time I've heard someone sing like this.
Not only that, other players also have the same idea.
What are you doing?
Zhang Guangrong backstage was also staring at the screen in amazement.
"I was careless! This kid is so damn good at making trouble!"
But when he saw the number of people in the live broadcast room, he immediately smiled.
Make money, make money!
Xu Ye continued singing. He had completely let himself go, and even his body began to sway rhythmically.
"Super Idol's smile is not as sweet as yours."
"The sunlight at noon in August is not as bright as yours."
"I love you, 105 degrees, every drop of pure distilled water."
"In this unique era that belongs to you."
“Don’t be afraid of failure and love it wholeheartedly.”
"I love you, 105 degrees, every drop of pure distilled water."
…
Soon, the song came to an end.
After singing the last sentence, the accompaniment gradually disappeared.
Xu Ye smiled slightly and said, "Sister Mi, my performance is over."
Yan Mi looked at the A4 paper in her hand, then looked at Xu Ye, with a somewhat amusing and helpless expression on her face.
She took a deep breath, stared at Xu Ye with her big eyes, and asked seriously: "Who taught you to sing like this?"
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