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Since the first season, the number of viewers of "Singer" has been limited to 500 people. Others sitting in the aisles and sitting on small benches in the open space in the front row were considered related households. They came in to listen to the music, but they did not have the right to vote.
There are eight cameras aimed at the auditorium, capturing the audience's expressions at all times so that they can be used as material to be added to the feature film. Some viewers who are eager to express themselves have a high level of scene-stealing, and their expressions will inevitably look like a gimmick.
The whole scene is like a small concert hall, with a fan shape surrounding the stage. The audience can clearly see the expressions of the singers on the stage without magnifying the screen.
The seven or eight singers in "Singer" prepare carefully for a week or more for a song, and when they get on stage, they devote themselves wholeheartedly to a song.
This makes some people say that going to the scene of "Singer" is more worth the ticket price than going to a concert of a first-class singer.
that's the truth.
The sound effects of "Singer" are top-notch, and can even be said to be the most valuable thing in the entire venue.
The program team spends a lot of money to purchase hardware and update it every year in order to capture every beauty in the singer's voice and present top-notch listening enjoyment to the audience.
Now Zhang Yiman is about to sing. No matter how much confusion and prejudice the audience has, or how many thoughts they want to express, they have to calm down and listen to the song before talking.
No matter what, everyone travels thousands of miles to come here to enjoy a cost-effective audio-visual feast.
When Zhang Yiman stood on the stage, she could not see her usual coquettishness and naivety in the audience. The focus on her face made the audience feel that it was really pleasing to the eye just by looking at the appearance.
Zhang Yiman held the microphone and nodded to the band teacher on the edge of the stage whose lights were not too bright in order not to overwhelm the guest.
Their expressions are very serious, maybe they are serious at ordinary times, but they are more serious at this time. After all, the music they got was unfamiliar and difficult, so they had to cheer up and not drag down the singer.
Sitting in front of the piano on the side of the stage was the most famous pianist in the Chinese industry. She looked at Zhang Yiman, who looked calm but had an undercurrent of excitement in his heart. She responded with a look and put her fingers on the keys. It bounced.
The sound of the piano resounded crisply throughout the studio.
??Unrest, melancholy, decadence, and the forbearance before the outbreak.
When the faint piano sound sounded and the audience was immersed in an atmosphere that was deserted and forbearing in the deep sea, Zhang Yiman used a lazy voice to sing lyrics that were not girly at all in the bass range g3-c4:
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The sweetness you have tasted is the fruit of loneliness
That¡¯s me cut from my heart alive
A piece of meat is like a gift, never without thinking
You are sharp, I will be bloody, and I will be a writer eloquently
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Not only the singer standing on the stage can see the teleprompter, there is also a teleprompter on the side of the stage, which allows the audience to see clearly what the singer is singing.
Sad, restless, and quiet, the lyrics, music, and singing complement each other.
Singing like a person who has lost his heart and is covered in blood but not dead yet.
The picture in the lyrics suddenly jumped into the audience's mind.
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Let me replace you
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The more blood flows, the more painful your hands are and the emptier your heart is.
The more the flesh hurts, the more vivid the emotion of being cut into pieces
Don¡¯t give it back to me Don¡¯t give it back to me
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??Abruptly, after the previous lead part, one wave has not subsided, and one wave has risen again. The emotions in the chorus part are superimposed one after another, and the vocal range gradually increases, achieving the ultimate "uptake, turn, and combination".
Zhang Yiman is like a victim bent on revenge, pouring out all his grievances and anger.
When the audience heard Zhang Yiman¡¯s powerful yet sad singing voice, their scalps suddenly felt like they were exploding!
From the top of the head to the end of the spine, it feels like an electric shock has passed, and the whole body feels so comfortable!
¡°You are so young, let¡¯s practice for a few years before singing in ¡°Singer¡±¡±, and ¡°I estimate my life will be in one round of travel¡±, these doubts were all thrown away.
Listening to the tension that emerged at the end and the thrilling soundtrack, the audience couldn't help but gasp, adjust their sitting posture, lean forward, and stare at the young female singer who was squandering energy on the stage.
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It¡¯s too late to try to figure it out anymore, the involvement of the flesh of the palm is no longer useful
Seeing the empty shells of lost souls, the two soulless people
It's too much to go to the ink, and the strong story is too tacky
Where can I just write it?
Love is life or death
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At this time, the sound has turned up an octave, and Zhang Yiman's voice is no longer as hoarse as it was at the beginning. Instead, his emotions are gradually losing control, and his words have become sonorous and powerful. Every word he sings is in the hearts of the audience, step by step. Press.
Explode! !
The audience could no longer sit still and stood up one by one, their hearts surging.
Listening to this perfect combination of music, lyrics, singing, and arrangement, the host and singer Dou Tong in the audience squinted at Zhang Yiman on the stage, clapped his hands, and felt emotional in his heart.
No wonder they found out that he was in the rehearsal and asked the band teachers about the level of the kicking singer. The band teachers and the music director smiled evilly and told him to work hard. After that, they remained silent no matter what they asked. , an expression that is completely waiting for a good show.
It turns out that this is not for gold plating, but for real competition.
¡¾Don¡¯t give it back to me, don¡¯t give it back to me¡¿
Start up to the transition, first suppress and then Yang.
Zhang Yiman used her singing to completely tell a story and also completely analyze a lover¡¯s madness.
After the last high-pitched line, the restless and passionate music suddenly stopped.
It¡¯s like nothing happened, like the sea roaring and then returning to silence.
Only the lonely piano sound from the opening is left, tinkling there.
The song is over.
"Thanks."
After the music disappeared, Zhang Yiman took a breath, calmed down, and bowed to the audience to thank him.
The venue was quiet for a moment, followed by roaring applause and shouts!
"ah!!"
"Wow!~"
¡°You can no longer hear what the audience is shouting specifically. They just want to vent the pent-up emotions in their hearts.
Men, women, old and young, elites and students all clapped their hands excitedly at this time.
Han Jue looked back at the audience. Some of the audience members had tears streaming down their faces and did not bother to wipe them away. They just raised their hands high and clapped vigorously.
Han Jue remembered a video he watched in his previous life. An autistic child was taken to watch Prince's concert by his father. He listened to the classic "Purple Rain". From the video, it seemed that the child really didn't like to talk and was out of tune with the people reveling around him. However, the song As he listened, the child shed tears.
When he later went to the concert with his girlfriend, he no longer laughed at the audience members who cried while listening to the songs on TV.
Han Jue turned back and watched Zhang Yiman on the stage accepting the applause of everyone present. Although he was extremely confident in this masterpiece in his previous life, now that he saw the dust had settled and the unprecedented enthusiastic response, he finally relaxed. tone.
¡¾It¡¯s done. ¡¿
During the listening process just now, Han Jue's mood was ups and downs with the music, and he was very happy.
A singer who sings well in the recording studio usually does not mean he can sing well live. In terms of type distinction, there are even two types of singers.
Han Jue had heard Zhang Yiman sing well in the recording studio before, but for live performances that required real experience, he was still worried about Sha Niu.
??Now it seems that talent can really ignore the age advantage. Zhang Yiman is the type who performs better the bigger the scene.
Everything is perfect.
The singers who were gathering together after singing backstage had solemn expressions on Zhang Yiman's unexpected performance. They had to admit that this kind of strength could no longer be affected by a small move like changing the singing order.
The well-known musicians who were commenting on the singer¡¯s performance in another room looked at the screen with surprise on their faces.
Although they had long concluded that Zhang Yiman had a bright future and were very optimistic about Zhang Yiman, they never expected that Zhang Yiman would get a work that matched her so early. This time "Singer" is quite interesting.
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Good lyrics, good music and good arrangement, coupled with Zhang Yiman¡¯s vivid display of her abilities, she is a dark horse and is already unstoppable.
It can be predicted that Zhang Yiman, a new singer who debuted less than half a year ago, will usher in a leap forward development.
"Thank you, band teacher."
The musicians of the band completed the performance perfectly. At this time, they also followed the audience and gave Zhang Yiman applause with a smile.
In a situation completely opposite to that when she appeared on the stage, Zhang Yiman just smiled gracefully in the face of overwhelming applause, without much pride or excitement on her face.
Facing the applause from the audience and band musicians calmly.
However, she was in no hurry to go down.
Zhang Yiman still held the microphone and pursed her lips, thinking about what she wanted to say, as if the next words would make her more nervous:
"What I want to thank even more is the songwriter of this song, Han Jue. Hehe, yes, he is also my uncle~Uncle, thank you~"
Following Zhang Yiman¡¯s gentle gaze, everyone suddenly saw Han Jue standing next to the camera under the stage, holding a cotton-padded jacket and waiting for Zhang Yiman to come down. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com); The musicians of the band completed their performance perfectly. At this time, they also followed the audience and gave Zhang Yiman applause with a smile.
In a situation completely opposite to that when she appeared on the stage, Zhang Yiman just smiled gracefully in the face of overwhelming applause, without much pride or excitement on her face.
Facing the applause from the audience and band musicians calmly.
However, she was in no hurry to go down.
Zhang Yiman still held the microphone and pursed her lips, thinking about what she wanted to say, as if the next words would make her more nervous:
"What I want to thank even more is the songwriter of this song, Han Jue. Hehe, yes, he is also my uncle~Uncle, thank you~"
Following Zhang Yiman¡¯s gentle gaze, everyone suddenly saw Han Jue standing next to the camera under the stage, holding a cotton-padded jacket and waiting for Zhang Yiman to come down. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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