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"This idiot!"
Xia Fan, who was watching from a distance, cursed secretly.
Does this guy not understand his physical condition at all?
He looked like he hadn't slept all night. He knew that his limbs were weak and his feet were light, but he kept waving his arms to pretend to be cool. In the end, he failed to hold the microphone firmly and flew out.
In this life, this was definitely the most embarrassing scene in a business performance that Xia Fan had ever seen.
The host on the stage was mute for a moment and didn¡¯t know how to save the situation. This is really the first time in his career that he has encountered such a situation.
The audience was in chaos, and the leader in the front row looked gloomy and ugly. It was like having a subordinate lie to his face at work, and then be exposed on the spot.
As for the young people in the back row, a few men took the opportunity to make a fuss, with expressions of gloating on their faces.
Some female fans covered their mouths and looked at the stage sadly: "My brother must have done this for a reason. He must have worked too hard and affected his physical condition."
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Wu Qi hesitated for a while, then moved his steps to pick up the microphone.
At this time, he seemed to see an object flying towards him out of his peripheral vision, and instinctively dodged it.
Bang~
There was a sound on the stage, a bottle of mineral water fell to the ground, and the water inside was scattered all over the floor.
The leader sitting in the front row winked at the host with a gloomy expression and moved his lips.
Looking at the mouth shape, there are two obvious words: Go down!
The host, who was still in a daze, finally came to his senses, whispered a few words to Wu Qi out of tune, and then dragged the guy off the stage.
"Dear viewers, there was something wrong with the speaker equipment just now. It has been debugged now. Let us invite the next guest performer to give a wonderful performance."
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Even though the host was trying to save the situation, the audience still booed.
Today¡¯s weather is a bit cool, but sweat is still dripping from this old man¡¯s forehead.
He silently prayed in his heart that the next guest performer could save the show. ""
What¡¯s the next name?
The host silently took out the card. When he saw the word "Xia Fan", he thought he was a little-known 18th-tier artist.
After all, not everyone will watch "Brother Lang". In the eyes of people who don't watch this show, Xia Fan is no different from a passerby.
"This can he save the day?"
Hearing the host call his name, Xia Fan also walked onto the stage with a serious face.
Wu Qi had such a big accident in his previous performance, which made him feel stressed. After a while, thousands of pairs of eyes would definitely stare at him, fearing that he would also cheat.
"Hello everyone, I am very happy to participate in today's performance."
After Xia Fan came on stage, he nodded politely towards the host and then waved his arms towards the audience.
With the previous rollover accident as a lesson, he held the microphone tightly, fearing that it would fly out uncontrollably.
"After completing this performance, I will earn 10,000 yuan!"
Xia Fan is still a little excited. After all, this is his first income after traveling through time.
At this time, the host¡¯s face moved slightly, and then he touched his ears.
In order to cope with various situations, the on-site host will wear a headset to keep in touch with the off-site director at any time.
His expression suddenly became a little weird, and then he stared at Xia Fan cautiously for a few more times.
These somewhat strange behaviors were also noticed by Xia Fan, and an ominous feeling suddenly surged in his heart.
His instinct told him that nothing good would happen next.
"Xia Fan" the host whispered in his ear, "I have something to discuss with you."
When this guy calls Wu Qi, he will enthusiastically add the word "teacher" and call him by his first name.
Different coffee positions, different popularity, and different treatment.
"What's the matter?" Xia Fan turned his head slightly and asked in a low voice.
"That's right, the director asked you to sing a cappella!" The host curled his lips, with a look of embarrassment on his face.
"A cappella?"
Xia Fan suddenly felt a big headache and a dull pain in his head.
Why is it singing a cappella again? Do you have a special affinity with a cappella singing?
?Damn Wu Qi dug a good hole!
Even if he overturned the car, he was also dragged down.
"Does it have to be sung a cappella?"
Xia Fan finally borrowed a delicate and emotional arrangement from the "Lang Ge" program team just to cope with today's performance.
"It was requested by the leader of the organizer"
The host lowered his voice and said.
Xia Fan was moved in his heart and asked again: "Is he the leader of the Ministry of Culture?"
"Yes, and his old man is in front of him now!"
Xia Fan¡¯s peripheral vision quietly swept past the first row of the auditorium
The men who came into sight were all oily-faced and pot-bellied, and they all looked like leaders, but Xia Fan still didn't recognize who was the boss here.
¡°You have to sing a cappella, it¡¯s very taxing on your throat.¡± Xia Fan tried to save himself.
After all, singing a cappella and singing with accompaniment are two completely different feelings for the singer.
"No, this leader strongly requested it." The host shook his finger.
"Is it because of the performance accident just now?" Xia Fan asked softly.
The host nodded silently and lowered his voice again: "These leaders, after all, do not have high musical literacy, you know!"
"What the hell? What do I know?"
Xia Fan was confused, this guy was talking too much.
"It's like this. I'll explain it to you once." The host put a hand on Xia Fan's shoulder and pulled him to one side. "When Wu Qi sang just now, the speaker equipment played not the CD version, but the CD version. He specially recorded it in preparation for a commercial performance. There are relatively few sound corrections, and there are only a few broken sounds and even out-of-tune parts. This is called pretending to be real."
"I know, I heard it just now in the audience. This team is very powerful. If you do it like this, many people in the audience will not be able to tell that it is lip-synching, especially those who are not very musically literate."
"That's right! The leaders in the audience were not very well-educated in music and couldn't understand the meaning. Just now they were convinced that Wu Qi was really singing, until he"
"Um, after throwing the microphone away"
The host sighed: "They just discovered that Wu Qi was lip-synching. These leaders felt that they had been cheated and were very angry!"
"Brother, does this have anything to do with me? It's someone else who is lip-syncing, not me!"
After hearing this, Xia Fan was dumbfounded.
The host patted Xia Fan on the shoulder again and sighed: "Brother, I know you are very depressed. But as I said just now, the leaders' musical literacy is generally not high, and they can't tell whether it is real singing or lip-synching. They want to I don¡¯t want to be deceived again, so I have to ask you to sing a cappella.¡±