evening tide

After the performance of class A, the three contestants came out from the light and shadow, waiting for the instructor's score and comments.

Shu Qin is not good, after all, even if the character is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, even if the performance is extremely layered and extremely tense, the stage appeal is still not good, not to mention her voice skills are not top-notch.

Feng Guo was very surprised, not only because of her excellent voice control ability and the breath fluency of the 20-second highlightmoment, Su Chang also teased her twin ponytails, saying it was very special.

Finally, Xiang Wan, who ranked third in Class A.

Xiang Wan's score is difficult to score, and his strengths and weaknesses are too prominent. His stunning appearance and emotional explosiveness at the beginning are excellent.

But the broken sound exposed her inexperience in sound control on stage.

Several mentors gave their evaluations more tactfully. After all, Xiang Wan's challenge this time is very difficult, and she hasn't been in the circle for a long time. It is already remarkable to be able to have such a performance.

Zhao Yuanxi gave 7.2, Wu Feng 8.1, and Su Chang 7.7.

Xiang Wan's heart sank, this score is not high, especially in class A, Feng Guo and Shu Qin's average is around 8 points.

Chao Xin's scoring is usually stricter, which means that Xiang Wan is likely to fall into Class B.

"Okay, let's take a look at Teacher Chao's score at the end." The host tried to relax as much as possible, and tiptoed in Chao Xin's direction.

Chao Xin held up his sign, holding the white board with his plain hand, on which there was an 8 not too big or too small.

The audience was in an uproar, as if a huge wave had been violently hit, rumbling, and Xiang Wan in the middle of the storm couldn't stand.

The stage was too bright, her breathing was too panting, the surroundings were too noisy, and her eyes were so sore that she couldn't accurately discern Chao Xin's expression amid the turbulent waves of sound.

"Wow, Mr. Chao scored 8 points." With the same score as Feng Guo, the host laughed twice before realizing it.

Chao Xin clasped the whiteboard on Erlang's lap, and tapped on it leisurely with his fingertips.

Then she said coldly: "It is very explosive, and the emotional tension is also very high. The use of resonance is just right. From the perspective of the entire performance rhythm, it can be retracted freely, with a degree of relaxation, and the dense lines can be sustained. It is time to give the audience space. It will also be blank, and from a personal point of view, this is a performance that I like very much."

She didn't mention her broken voice, and she didn't say anything like "flaws can't hide the beauty".

Xiang Wan looked at her, his heart trembling.

Probably everyone would think that Chao Xin really protects the calf, but Xiang Wan has mixed feelings in his heart.

As much as she longed for this blatant preference, she was as much afraid of it.

She wanted to see everyone saying that she deserved it, and then Chao Xin showed a proud look without any dispute, instead of raising 8 points like now, and the audience was in an uproar.

Xiang Wan thought a lot at the time, and he thought very concretely. For example, in the trending search of #向托破音#, the marketing account intercepted this performance to guide the feedback from netizens, and for example, someone must be discussing that this competition is outrageous under the hot search type, and then passed the controversy to Chao Xin.

When the words "controversy" and "Chao Xin" were combined, Xiang Wan already felt sad.

Because she remembered that Chao Xin had told her before that when she terminated the contract, she was swayed by the marketing account, and she almost didn't get over this hurdle.

Xiang Wan, who heard these words at the time, never thought that the next controversy about Chao Xin in the marketing account would be brought by himself.

The ticking clock passed nine o'clock, and the villa was as quiet as a muted microphone.

Since the recording of the class competition was delayed until very late, the program crew didn't even shoot VJ and the extras of the villa.The microphones were all removed before the return trip, and the 16 instructors and players were tired and ready to sleep well.

The results of the new round of classification will be announced tomorrow, but everyone knows it well.

Because of Chao Xinlao's move, Xiang Wan should have stayed in Class A, while Feng Guo and Shu Qin sat firmly on the Diaoyutai.

After taking a shower, Chao Xin wore a nightgown, pulled up her curly hair, and twisted her hair into a loose bun. Then, she leaned against the table to see if there was any news about the other two little carrots from Chao Studio in the group.

Normally, Feng Guo would chatter inside, posting some emoticons, and Shu Qin would reply occasionally.

Today was no exception, Chao Xin slipped a few times and suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Come in, the door is unlocked." Either Feng Guo or Shu Qin, Chao Xin didn't look back.

But she heard something wrong from the footsteps, and when she looked sideways, it was Xiang Wan.

Her long satin-like hair was hanging quietly, her face was as bright as the moonlight, she was wearing white home clothes, and she appeared at the door, like a dream that was about to wake up.

"Wanwan? Why are you here?" Chao Xin looked behind her, but no one was leading her.

"Feng Guo opened the door for me and went back," Xiang Wan said.

Showing up so late, there should be something to talk about.Chao Xin let her in, sat on the sofa, found a bottle of mineral water from the bar, unscrewed it and handed it to her.

Xiang Wan took it, but put it on the small tea table again.

Chao Xin looked down at her for a few seconds, then bent his long legs and sat on another sofa.

She heard Xiang Wan ask her straight to the point: "Why do you give me a high score?"

You guessed it, Chao Xin's slender arms rested on the armrest, and with a flick of her finger on the unreliable ball head, the curly hair fell down, wrapping around her alluring neck.

"Because I don't think broken sound is a very serious thing."

"In our daily life, it is very, very common to quarrel and even break the voice. It is not an unreal situation, nor should it be completely excluded from the performance."

"I would think that emotions are more important."

Chao Xin said unhurriedly.

"But," Xiang Wan looked at her, "Ms. Zhao said, performance is not life after all. For us, performance is an artistic creation that is higher than life. In stage performances, we should show the ability to control the sound. disrupt the overall flow of the performance."

"It makes sense." Chao Xin leaned over to take an apple, and asked Xiang Wan if he wanted to eat it.

Xiang Wan didn't answer, Chao Xin picked up the fruit knife, wiped his fingers with a sterile paper towel, and then skillfully peeled off the skin.

"But what he overlooked is that art is judged by the audience."

Xiang Wan raised his brows and looked at her puzzled.

It looks like a deer, so cute, Chao Xin couldn't help but take another look.

"Broken sound is different from broken sound. During the process of your broken sound, I observed the reaction of the audience. If the audience really made a show, they would be surprised, surprised, and even laughed. It was hard to restrain Laughter, instinctive reaction, the audience may not be able to realize it. The subconscious reaction will not deceive people, let alone give anyone face."

"But when you performed, there was a little commotion, and then there was quiet tension, which shows that the audience is not acting, they are still immersed in your story."

"They still believe in your story, so how can we talk about destroying the fluency of the performance? In a sense, it is likely to be a bonus item, making the audience more emotionally moved by your performance and Traction."

The peel was running under her thumb, and the rustling sound seemed to be ironing Xiangwan's scattered emotions.

"And I really think you are great. You are the person who knows best that something happened to your performance, but after you threw the plate, and it was 20 seconds dark, you were still very stable and not affected at all."

"Especially," Chao Xin looked at her with a lazy voice, "I know your heart must have been turned upside down."

"Isn't that a testament to your vocal control?"

Xiang Wan was seduced, by her powerful tenderness, by her understanding and trust.

So she slowed down her voice, but she was still puzzled: "Then why didn't you say it when you commented?"

Chao Xin smiled: "Zhao Yuanxi said it was a deduction item, but I said it was a bonus item. The court is not very good-looking, and the focus of the controversy will fall on you."

If he hadn't mentioned Poyin first, Chao Xin estimated that Su Chang would have given Xiang Wan a higher score.

But Su Chang is Xiang Wan's boss after all, so she can't say many things, and it's inappropriate to say them.

"Teacher Chao," Xiang Wan's eyes like deep water met her, "Are you protecting me?"

Chao Xin casually raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

Looking at her finger holding the apple, Xiang Wan fell silent with the familiar fragrance of Chao Xin on the tip of her nose.

After peeling the apple, Chao Xin handed it to her, and Xiang Wan shook his head.

Chao Xin was a little surprised. Could it be that she made a mistake just now, and then put down the apple: "It's for nothing."

She put away the fruit knife, stood up, and went to the bathroom to wash her hands.

While wiping his fingers with a paper towel, he walked out, passed Xiangwan's sofa, but his wrist was suddenly gently held.

She lowered her head, looked at her, and led her to the sofa she was sitting on.

Can't help it, she said to herself.

Then leaned over and kissed Chao Xin.

I said so many things to you, to you for protecting me regardless of the cost, to you... no, to my love for you, I shouldn't be patient anymore.