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Everyone noticed Gao Chang's strange expression, but Qiao Zhihuan just sang a very ordinary alto scale, and everyone didn't understand why he was surprised.

"Wait." Gao Chang turned around and took out an electronic tuner from the tool cabinet in the practice room, put it on the piano, and told Wei Ling, "Let him sing it again."

Wei Ling told to do the same, Qiao Zhihuan was also confused, so he had to sing along.

"...I understand!" Little Fang pointed at the tuner on the piano, "Huanhuan is the same as Xu's piano, all green lights!"

There is a row of three pitch lights below the electronic tuner that Gao Chang took out. There are red lights on the left and right sides, indicating that the pitch is high or low. Only when the green light in the middle is on, it means that the current pitch is the most standard tone. pitch.

This means that the nine notes that Qiao Zhi sang happily just now are all standard notes.

Seeing that everyone still didn't understand what this meant, Gao Chang sang the scale after Qiao Zhihuan.

This time, the red light and the green light were flashing alternately. Gao Chang's intonation was already quite good, but there were still one or two pitches with a high or low red light.

"Understood?" Gao Chang said, "The human voice is very different from the piano. As long as the piano is tuned properly, it will produce a standard tone when pressed, but people need to control their muscles to produce sound. Even for a professionally trained person, finding the standard tone Pitch also takes a bit of work.”

"What do you mean?" Little Fang looked at Qiao Zhihuan in shock, "Huanhuan... was supposed to be a Vocal??"

Qiao Zhihuan just sang casually, and he didn't expect this to happen. He said uncertainly, "...it's a coincidence."

Wei Ling said: "Whether it's a coincidence or not, we'll know if we sing a few more verses."

In the end, he led Qiao Zhihuan to sing five scales, each of which was perfect.

Gao Chang had some doubts about life: "...Have you really never learned vocal music?"

He was studying popular singing at the Conservatory of Music. He had never seen such a monster-level stable pitch, not to mention his classmates, from his tutor.

Wei Lingfu also found it very interesting. He got up and brought his guitar, and played a note casually. The lingering sound of the note was still there, and Qiao Zhihuan blurted out: "It's low."

Wei Lingsu turned the tuner, turned it to the crowd, played the tone just now, the red light on the left side of the tuner was on, and it was lowered by a small amount.

He pressed the strings with his left hand at the same time, playing a set of chords.

Although Qiao Zhihuan is a dancer, he also needs to perceive music and be familiar with the basic music theory. He understood that Wei Lingsu wanted him to identify chords, so he lowered his eyes for a moment and said, "F major 7th chord. Fa lowered."

Everyone stared at Qiao Zhihuan in disbelief.

Little Fang asked, "How do you know?"

Qiao Zhihuan asked doubtfully, "Fa sounds weird, don't you think?"

Wei Lingsu pursed his lips and smiled, and put the guitar back.

"I understand." Gao Chang clapped his hands, "You can't sing well, you have a good ear!"

He explained to everyone that many people sing out of tune or out of tune. In fact, it is not a problem of "singing" at all, but that they can't hear correctly.

In vocal music, you can only sing accurately if you can hear accurately, and your hearing can correct pitch. Therefore, anyone who learns vocal music must first take a basic course, "Sight-singing and Ear Training".

Gao Chang couldn't laugh or cry: "You are a dancer, why do you have a talent for vocal music?"

"What vocal talent?"

Everyone turned their heads and found the profiteer standing at the door of the practice room.

It turned out that they were all focused on the question of who to sing for, and before they knew it, more than two hours had passed. It was almost eleven o'clock at this time, and many students had already finished their practice for the day and returned to the dormitory.

The profiteer came in and said: "I remembered that I still have a part to sing the cadenza. Now that I'm leaving the team, can any of you sing?"

Everyone told the profiteers that Qiao Zhihuan is now being auditioned.

The profiteer couldn't believe it: "As for what? We all need dancers to sing on stage?"

Everyone was chattering at each other for a while, making the profiteer confused. Little Fang was impatient, and directly overwhelmed everyone's voices: "Hey, let me tell you! Huanhuan, he has good ears!"

The profiteer's expression changed, and he looked at Wei Lingsu. After seeing that he nodded affirmatively, he picked up the cup on the table and knocked on the rim.

Qiao Zhihuan: "Scale up to la." He signaled Wei Lingsu to play the note on the piano with his eyes.

The sound of the music sounded, and it was consistent.

The profiteer couldn't hold back, and said in a low voice: "No way..."

He sat directly on the piano bench, pressed out a chord, Qiao Zhihuan hummed a few times, and immediately said the names of the notes in order.Several vocal music students glanced at the piano and took a breath of air at the same time.

Exactly.

The profiteer didn't believe in evil, so he tried several times, and finally even cooperated with Wei Lingsu, playing several chords together, which was very difficult to distinguish, but Qiao Zhihuan was accurate every time.

He has basically confirmed now that Qiao Zhihuan actually has absolute pitch!

The profiteer started to get in touch with music at the age of 3. The sensitivity of his ears was honed out entirely by practice, but like most professional musicians, his sense of pitch was relative at best.

Absolute pitch is a rare talent even in the industry.

The profiteer's mentality is a little bit broken: "...you are a dancer, why do you want absolute pitch..."

The vocals present were all sour, and the baritone almost doubted life: "Jealousy broke my wall!"

Qiao Zhihuan was a little embarrassed by their disturbance, and was not sure what to do, Ye Cike suddenly made a relief: "This can actually be cultivated."

Gao Chang said with a smile: "Ms. Ye, stop joking. If you can cultivate it, there are so many Vocals present. It won't be long before they all have absolute pitch."

Ye Cike smiled and turned to Qiao Zhihuan: "When you were young, I mean very young, such as a baby or before the age of 3, did anyone often play the piano? Or other keyboard instruments or plucked string instruments?"

Memory images quickly emerged.

The gentle teacher of the welfare home sat in the warm light of the sunset, playing the piano and looking at them with a smile. The non-stop music was almost the most vivid memory in his childhood.

Qiao Zhihuan nodded: "Yes, as long as I can remember, there have been people playing the piano, playing it all day long. It's classical."

"now it's right."

Ye Cike: "Infants and young children will be exposed to a lot of environmental sounds, talking sounds, etc., but these pitches are not all musical sounds. But Huanhuan is equivalent to being exposed to standard musical noise environments most of the time, and the amount of musical information is still Rich classical music, listening to it repeatedly every day, these sounds will be deeply imprinted in his mind, just like another mother tongue. Coupled with his acquired music theory learning and understanding music through dance, he has almost always been in the dark. In music, it’s not surprising to develop a sense of pitch.”

"However." Ye Cike Wen looked at Qiao Zhihuan, "Even so, it's still very good. We Huanhuan are also geniuses in music."

"Okay, great genius." The profiteer was bubbling with sourness, "Let's try the vocal range."

Five minutes later, the profiteer was speechless.

Gao Chang also finally believed that Qiao Zhihuan had never learned vocal music.

Because although he can sing accurately, the highest real voice can only reach A4. Although the range is wider than that of ordinary boys, it still can't meet the C5 requirement of pad tone.

Moreover, he is not very good at vocalizing. Although it can be heard that Tan Fen and Gao Chang use different resonant voices, he is still not very good at using it when it is his turn to sing.

After going around in a circle and returning to the starting point, hope was shattered again.

The profiteer thought about it, and said, "Why don't I remove the high-pitched coloratura chorus of the cadenza, and let Wei Lingsu sing the high-pitched one alone."

After he finished playing the revised sheet music on the piano, Wei Ling said that he was as good as he was, and casually played a high note.

After the demonstration, everyone was silent at the same time.

It was Qiao Zhihuan who spoke first: "Vu's singing is quite nice, but really, it's more contagious to sing in refrain."

Little Fang: "I could get goosebumps in the previous version, but now this... sounds good, but I didn't get a single pimple."

The rest joined in.Everyone still prefers to keep the cadenza phrases.

"If it stays, there are only two options now."

Qiao Zhihuan sorted out her thoughts: "First, change the stage movement, sacrifice part of the stage's appreciation, and give Gao Chang time to prepare; second, I will bring two high-pitched vocals to the promoter Wen Ya tomorrow to see if she has improved rapidly in terms of vocal music. suggestion."

"Or three." Ye Cike changed the subject, "Huanhuan, learn how to vocalize, and try to get the High C pad of the cadenza phrase within two days." Qiao Zhihuan didn't give up.

He looks delicate and soft on the surface, but he is actually a very rational person on the inside.

Since everyone wants to leave a cadenza, someone must stand up and bear it.

As for himself, he enjoys a challenge.

Qiao Zhihuan turned directly to Gao Chang: "From a professional point of view, you or I, whoever wins C5 within two days is more likely."

Up to now, Gao Chang has nothing to hide, and said directly: "From a professional point of view, it is obviously me."

Just as Qiao Zhihuan was about to nod, Gao Chang immediately added: "But I'm actually not a pitch player. Besides, I've been challenging for stable C5 since my freshman year. If I could win it, I would have won it long ago. On the contrary, You can sing up to A4 without vocals—which happens to be the limit of my real voice. I think your ceiling may be higher than mine.”

He paused, staring at Qiao Zhihuan: "So, I want to take a gamble."

"I'm also more optimistic about Huanhuan." After the profiteer finished speaking, he turned to Gao Chang, "I didn't mean to say you were sorry."

The remaining vocalists also recognized Qiao Zhihuan more, some from the timbre, some from the intonation, and some thought that he had practiced dance intensively for a long time, with sufficient core strength and stable breathing.

In the end, even Wei Lingsu, who was always cautious, looked at Qiao Zhihuan: "I also bet on you to win."

All eyes were on Qiao Zhihuan.

What ignites in their eyes is the hope for a public stage.

Challenge, challenge, there is another mountain in front of you that needs to be climbed urgently.

But Qiao Zhihuan was not afraid.

With bright eyes, Qiao Zhihuan said in a deep voice, "Okay!"

He glanced around: "However, I don't like to bet on the word, but we will definitely win!"

The clock rang, and it was past twelve o'clock today.

Qiao Zhi's excitement continued, and he invited Wei Ling to complain, "Let's start now!"

Wei Ling smiled and shook his head.

Qiao Zhihuan didn't understand: "Good morning!"

"Although early practice is good, learning vocal music is different from practicing dance. The first lesson you have to learn first is also the most important lesson."

The profiteer winked at Ye Cike, and Ye Cike stepped forward immediately. He had heard the profiteer say this countless times.

Ye Cike put his palm gently on Qiao Zhihuan's left shoulder: "Lesson one, learn to protect your voice, and don't stay up late."

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