Entertainment: I am a professor in the Department of Hybrid Healing in the music circle

"I'm a little curious now, what kind of singer can be selected by Mr. Lin Yao to join his team?"

"Yeah, I suddenly look forward to what kind of works Mr. Lin Yao will prepare next."

"I'm also looking forward to it. Teacher Lin Yao always surprises me with his works."

"..."

Not only the people watching the live broadcast, but even the audience at the scene were talking in low voices.

"Unlucky, I'm assigned to a group with Mr. A Furong." There was a male singer who was obviously an old man, but at the moment he was nervous like a child.

"You're very unlucky. A Furong heard that you could be crowned queen before, but she was cut off during the third championship. Now you can be regarded as a quasi-queen." A female singer comforted.

The singer who can still be comforted obviously does not have such a great pressure, but he should be nervous.

"There's nothing to be nervous about." Zhao Ya was sitting in a seat, her manager was helping her with her hair, and then continued: "Not being crowned queen, it means that she is not strong enough now."

Regarding Zhao Ya's calmness and composure, the other singers didn't say anything more.

"Speaking of which, can we finish the competition today?" a singer asked.

"It's bound to be endless. Thirty groups, six hundred singers."

"I'm in the 15th group. I don't panic today. I guess I have to wait a few days to get to the 15th group."

"..."

The singers in the background discussed together and adjusted their status when the lights on the huge stage outside were turned on.

The six high-back chairs were also full of judges.

The audience who should be there has also arrived.

At this moment, the conference hall is surrounded by crowds of people, and there are no empty seats.

The wide field of vision is eye-catching.

At the judging panel, Bai Qiangwei whispered to several seniors, "I don't know if I will meet a strong singer today."

Zhang Jiahao's old face was full of smiles: "I hope to meet some singers with potential, because my team's quota is more for the second and third tiers, because they need an opportunity, but those singer kings and queens already have no shortage of resources and opportunities gone."

"Senior Zhang, I have the same opinion as you." Qin Guanzhi also nodded.

"Hey, Mr. Qin, you've hurt me by calling me senior. If you don't mind, you should call me Jiahao or Mr. Zhang. I can't bear to be called senior." Zhang Jiahao looked towards Lin Yao: "Teacher Lin Yao, what about you? Is the team quota reserved for the top 128?"

Lin Yao didn't nod, didn't shake his head, and stared intently at the empty stage: "It depends on the situation, if there are really good potential among this group of singers, you can invite them to join my team, Jiahao and I The teacher's point of view is the same, compared to the song king and song queen, among the singers who come today, they need an opportunity more, this may be the original intention of "God of Songs 1" to set up the sea audition."

Before the other judges could speak again, on the stage, two hosts came out with microphones, and greeted the judges, teachers and the audience politely.

Finally, I started to announce the opening of this audition.

After reading roughly the lines in her hand, the hostess began to announce the start of the competition: "Thirty groups of singers will compete in a random way."

As soon as this sentence came out, most of the singers in the background were shocked.

random?

Didn't it start from the first group?

Because of the host's words, most of the singers in the background began to heave their chests, and adjusted to not be nervous.

It is mainly because of this kind of large-scale competition that some young singers have not participated in it yet, so stage fright is understandable.

At the same time, there is a large screen directly in front of the stage, which shows the number of votes and which group is randomly assigned to compete.

The numbers jumped wildly from 1 to 30, and the hearts of the singers beat violently together.

Eventually, the number stopped at 2.

The first round started from the second group.

"Fortunately... Originally, I thought our second group would compete today." Some singers slowly let go of their tense posture.

The earlier the game ended earlier, it wasn't such a torment.

That A Furong was not too surprised.

"Hey! No, there are twenty singers in each group, so who will play first?"

"Why don't I stay and play later, I'll adjust my state first."

"Anyway, I don't want to be the first to play, the pressure is too great."

"..."

Just when the singers in the second group were confused, as the big screen on the stage was still beating, a few dazzling words flashed out.

【Second Group · Zhang Zhi】

"I'll go..." In the backstage, Zhang Zhi, who was sitting in the row of seats in the second group, his eyelids twitched wildly: "I thought it would be my turn until noon..."

"Zhang Zhi, come on."

"Come on, we are optimistic about you."

"Zhang Zhi, I remember you said that Teacher Lin Yao is your idol, now you can get your wish and let your idol comment on you."

"I'm nervous!"

"Be nervous, get on stage, don't make the judges wait too long."

"..."

Backstage, there were quite a few singers that Zhang Zhi knew. Under their comfort, he mustered up his courage and walked towards the corridor leading to the stage.

At this time, Zhang Zhi, who was walking in the corridor, was always followed by a staff member carrying a camera.

Zhang Zhi made a 'yeah' gesture towards the camera: "Friends in front of the TV and computer, I am Zhang Zhi, a contestant of "God of Songs 1"... I won't say too much, everyone wish me the first round Let's hit the ground running."

Passing through the end of the corridor, the lights of the stage caught Zhang Zhi's eyes, and he walked out from the big screen on the stage.

The six judges and the crowd of spectators came into view.

In an instant, the tension disappeared.

It's more about courage.

We must face this game with a good state.

"Teachers, good morning, I'm singer Zhang Zhi." He stood in the middle of the huge stage and made an introduction. The surrounding lights all shone on him, giving him the most shining treatment.

It should be every singer's dream to stand on the stage and introduce himself to all the judges and audience, right?

Chapter 294

Lin Yao sat on the second high-back chair, looked at the singer in front of him, who was very young and looked in good condition, and asked softly:

"The first one to play, you don't look nervous, very good, what kind of work are you going to bring next?"

Zhang Zhi looked at Lin Yao intently: "Mr. Lin Yao, judges, the work I brought is an original song, "Chasing the Wind."

"Original?" All six judges nodded.

"Please start your singing." The two hosts, a man and a woman, slowly left the stage and came to the viewing area.

The repertoire for the singer's competition has already been prepared in advance.

If there is no advance report, the on-site soundtrack engineer will not be able to play music at all.

If conditions permit, you can bring your own soundtrack team to the competition.

Of course, if you can bring a soundtrack team to the competition, at least they are all singers and queens.

First- and second-tier singers don't have that kind of resources.

The scene fell into a silence.

The stage lights slowly changed.

Zhang Zhi closed his eyes, enjoying the soundtrack of Chusheng, pure and sweet...

Judges like Lin Yao and Bai Qiangwei were also enjoying the rising music.

"The prelude is pretty good." Lin Yao looked at Senior Shi.

Shi Ziyan, who was sitting in the first high-back chair, turned his head to stare at Lin Yao, and said with a smile, "Singer-songwriter, I like this kind of singer very much, but unfortunately, this competition is not my home game."

"What did Senior Shi say?" Lin Yao laughed.

After a brief chat, they stopped talking.

With the end of the prelude of more than 20 seconds, Zhang Zhi's singing voice that penetrated the depths of the soul sounded directly.

When it comes up, the high-pitched sound that makes people get goosebumps all over the body.

Direct Octave...

An elegant woman like Bai Qiangwei even had a look of shock on her pretty face.

Zhang Jiahao's field of expertise is slow songs and love songs, and he grinned in shock at the high pitch.

Generally speaking, a very high pitch comes directly, and the following lyrics are difficult to catch.

If I couldn't catch it, I broke down singing.

Or jump the voice at the beginning and break the sound directly.

But no, Zhang Zhi played very well, from the treble to the bass directly.

And the bass is solid.

Backstage.

The singers in the second group all felt the pressure from Shanda.

"Zhang Zhi hides so deeply, the treble turns to the bass so steadily..."

"It feels like Teacher Afurong is about to meet a strong enemy."

"..."

A Furong, who was in her early thirties, had a flash of surprise on her face, but it was just surprise. She was not too nervous, but more looking forward to it.

This is the emotion that a capable singer should have.

"It feels like Zhang Zhi is going to be the first to join the team." The singers in other groups were also shocked by Zhang Zhi's singing skills.

How could such a singing skill be a second-tier singer?

With the baptism of 5 minutes of music, the whole stage was shining for Zhang Zhi.

From the moment the high tide turned to the low tide, Zhang Zhi was doomed to fight and become a god.

The original track "Chasing the Wind" perfectly conveys a young man chasing the strong wind without restraint...

This is the attitude that the chasing boy should have.

And the high note at the beginning is to exaggerate the unconstrained situation of the chasing boy.

Until the moment it ended, the affection remained on Zhang Zhi's face.

"This singer is awesome." After the singing, Bai Qiangwei spoke first: "I like this kind of creative singing, and I already want to give him the spot."

As the music ended, the two hosts came out, stood beside Zhang Zhi, and asked him, "How do you feel after singing this song?"

"I...I want to say that I seemed to perform very well in the first round." Zhang Zhi held the microphone and kept looking at a certain position in the judges' seat while speaking.

"Say a few more words, now it's the canvassing session." The hostess kindly reminded.

"Thank you to the audience who voted for me. If the judges like the song I sang, please give me a vote." Zhang Zhi didn't think too much, and said that canvassing was really just canvassing, and he was not polite at all.

"Son, I have to give you a ticket for the high pitch to low pitch part, and this song is your own original track, you should be recognized, and I've given you my ticket." Zhang Jiahao was not stingy at all.

One judge's vote is worth ten votes.

"Thank you, Teacher Zhang Jiahao." Zhang Zhi bent slightly.

"Create and sing by yourself. This kind of talent is very rare. If you keep at it, you will be the king of singers. Come on, I will give you the ticket." Lin Yao was the second to give his ticket.

In the end, all five judges gave five votes, which was worth fifty votes.

After a while, the host announced that the voting channel was closed.

Because it was a live broadcast, after the voting ended, the number of votes flashed and jumped on the big screen directly in front of the stage. Unlike the recorded ones, there was suspense when the votes appeared.

Then when it comes out, another advertisement will be inserted, which is very annoying.