Lead a group to the top of the entertainment circle

There are six vocal music teachers in the LY club, among them, the one who teaches popular singing is Zhou Hong, a famous singer who was once dubbed the title of "popular song craftsman".

"Hello, Teacher Zhou." Fifteen male trainees stood in a row and greeted one after another.

There's a new face inside... a new face with a rather prominent image that covers half of the face.

I have seen people wearing hats to class, but I have never seen people wearing hair as a hat, it is still a fisherman hat.

Zhou Hongduo took a look, nodded and said, "Hello." Then he sat down in front of the piano as usual.

As soon as he sat down, before he said anything, Beiran stood up from a row and asked, "Mr. Zhou, please check our homework!"

Zhou Hong was a little surprised and was too active.

The other trainees all looked at him with different expressions, Beiran knew what they were thinking, but he didn't care.

After the last class, I left an assignment: create a song within 2 minutes and perform it in this class.

Of course he was fully prepared, but the purpose he proposed now is not only to show himself, but also to show the idiot who said that his voice is bad just now, what level he has reached!

This is the LY Club, one of the four major entertainment companies, the most powerful music source in the four major mile clubs, and a place where all the heroes gather. It's not like a country bumpkin who hasn't practiced here for a day can casually talk about it!Can you be arrogant just because of the sound?Perhaps a country bumpkin doesn't know that he has singing skills, sense of rhythm, expressive power, creative ability and charm!

The corners of Beiran's mouth hooked slightly, confident and arrogant.

Teacher Zhou's tone was very gentle: "Huh? Oh, the homework left last time... It's okay to check now... But you come first?"

As he spoke, he stood up and moved aside, making way for the piano.

He is 45 this year, and his temperament has long been tempered to be gentle and gentle. When he became famous at a young age, he was as aggressive and sharp as a kid like Beiran. Later, he turned from the front of the stage to the backstage, bid farewell to those glamorous, and only did music and lectures.

Beiran is currently the top trainee in the club in terms of comprehensive ability, but his timbre is not good enough. As a teacher, he has no choice but to encourage him to practice as much as possible.

Beiran sat in front of the piano with a very elegant demeanor, with his fingertips hanging above the keys, and a second before he started playing, he raised his eyes and glanced at You Lian.

Watch out for the bumpkin, what I'm going to play next is a piano you've never seen before, and what I'm going to sing is a self-composed song that you can't write!

In the next second, the music started to flow.

Nowadays

In the half-obscured view of the head curtain, that Beiran was sitting in front of the piano playing and singing.

The song is not bad, with a soft love song style, nothing special to catch the ear, but the rhythm is comfortable, but, coupled with the singer's not very clear and noisy voice, it is very unpleasant.

You Lian couldn't help frowning, it didn't sound good...

When Beiran finished his performance, he glanced at You Lian again, and saw the bumpkin pursing his lips, as if he was unhappy.

Bei Ran is happy, he is used to using his own strength to hit others, after all, some people are not capable enough, but they are quite arrogant and owe a lesson.

Mr. Zhou gave applause to show his approval.

Although You Lian didn't think it was very good, the trainees who performed on stage next played a strong role as a foil: some were more ugly, some were not prepared and had to play with the lyrics, and some had a familiar melody that was plagiarized Suspected.

You Lian glanced at Beiran, and said to herself that you won...

He listened to other people's singing so irrelevantly, but he never thought about his own business in the end.

Teacher Zhou looked at him with a smile, and said softly, "That new friend, please introduce yourself first."

"My name is You Lian."

As soon as he said it casually, discussions erupted in the classroom, and the voice was not too small: "Wow, the voice of a woman is even more feminine than that of a woman."

"Scared me, I thought there was a girl mixed in."

"What kind of hairstyle is this, brother, let us rehabilitate you."

"Students, please be quiet, we will talk after class." After the discussion stopped, Teacher Zhou asked You Lian, "Have you ever learned to sing before?"

"No."

"The teacher needs to see what level you have reached so far, so do you have a favorite song? Let's sing a part."

Everyone's eyes were focused on him, especially Bei Ran, who was extremely sharp.

You Lian thought for a while and said, "I'll sing "Late Night."

Zhou Hong was surprised. This is an old work 20 years ago. It is a sad love song performed by a male singer with a deep voice. Based on the rich timbre, this song has become a classic bass repertoire.

He was very curious, how would this boy named You Lian sing that bitter, sad, unrequited feeling?After all, it is a completely different timbre from the original singer, even just listening to the sound, it can be said that even

The other trainees who knew this song were also very puzzled, unable to guess how You Lian chose a song that was so unsuitable for him to perform.

You Lian stood casually in the eyes of everyone.

He didn't think so much, he chose this song simply because he memorized it most fluently, it was the 'masterpiece' that he had to perform on stage every night when he was begging in the karaoke hall, he was very familiar with it.

The sun shines on You Lian, and he speaks slowly:

"I miss you late at night,

I miss your beautiful voice,

You abandoned me at will,

strip my soul..."

When he spoke like this, his singing voice was a hundred times more tender than normal speaking!What a representative bass song, what a sad love song, this song was completely sung by him in a melodious and intoxicating taste!

"Mom, it makes my heart itch to hear..."

"My face is so hot, see if I'm blushing?"

"What a fairy voice, Nightingale must have changed..."

Beiran gritted his back molars, trying to control the turbulent complex emotions.

The level of a country bumpkin is no longer pure timbre. This is what you want, which is rare in a hundred years. Even the breath is still enough, and the sound transition is very natural...

Zhou Hong praised with a full face: "The performance is really good! It feels different from the original singing, and the skills are very mature, not at your age level. But the teacher still has a little suggestion, is it called You Lian? You seem to sing too easily, if you are more involved, it would be better to add some expressions to match the lyrics... Uh, maybe there are expressions? It's just that the teacher can't see..."

Laughter rang out from all around, You Lian blinked, it meant his hair...

"But it doesn't matter, I think Manager Chen doesn't want you to be a singer, but wants to train you to be an idol. Singing and dancing are different from singing, and there will be a special expression management class... Teacher is looking forward to your future stage! "

After one class, Bei Ran was very distraught. He had never been suppressed like this since he was a child, and what he couldn't accept the most was the identity of the suppressor.

Not from a musical family, no formal training, no money, just a country bumpkin with street clothes and uncut hair!

Simply incredible!

Finally, when get out of class was over, Beiran waited by the door of the classroom, and stopped in front of a bumpkin when he walked over.

"It's a good song." Bei Ran smiled.

You Lian: "..."

"But it's not as expressive."

"..."

Seeing that something was about to happen, the other trainees who hadn't left didn't leave and gathered around.

always happy

You Lian vaguely guessed his purpose, and the other trainees also heard the meaning, it was for that fisherman's hat.

Bei Ran fixedly stared at the unknown eyes hidden underneath through the long head curtain: "No matter how ugly you are, you still have to see people? What's more, if you debut in the future, will you also cover it like this in front of the camera? The younger generation of You Lian , do you take the initiative to show your face, or let the senior do it for you?"

The words have been spoken very bluntly, and she is so tight|pressed, You Lian remains silent.

The trainee next to him saw that the situation was not good, and said, "Brother Beiran, maybe he has something hidden, he was injured or something, please leave?"

"And my hair, I can wear whatever hairstyle I like... Don't worry, Brother Beiran, there are not many people in our company who are more handsome than you!"

"Although the hairstyle is quite strange, but I just came here, so it's understandable to be embarrassed. If you are curious, you can always see it in the future anyway."

"Shut up." There was a shout, but no one spoke to persuade them.

"I'll ask you one last time, do you dare to let people see it?"

You Lian frowned, not very happy, this is not a question of daring, but a question of whether it is necessary.

He pursed his lips and said, "It's nothing to look at."

Beiran sneered, and he knew that this bumpkin would definitely oppose him.

"If you don't dare to listen to seniors, then as a senior, I have to teach such a rude newcomer a lesson."