Dressed as cannon fodder for the rich

Compared with Qi Xiaoyu, Yu Zhou, who ranked first, was much more polite. He chose the rap position that everyone picked out, and he was like a king who didn't fight or grab, so he was in sharp contrast with Qi Xiaoyu.

Qi Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows, he didn't want to do such nonsense.

After the selection of songs, everyone was divided into two different practice rooms for training according to the songs they chose.

Dong Fan, Yu Zhou, and Ren Fei all went to "haveadream".

Qi Xiaoyu and Gu Lei went to "forever" with eight others.

As soon as they entered, the vocal instructor was already sitting at the piano waiting for them.

The vocal instructor is Yuan Yaling. He is a middle-aged man in his 50s. He has thick eyebrows and big eyes. His overly thick hair is neatly combed behind his ears. He is wearing a pressed white shirt and a black suit with a mottled collar. Just by looking at the dress, you can tell that he is a rigorous academic school.

He released several very popular records more than [-] years ago, and some of his songs are widely sung, which can be heard at various evening parties from time to time.

But as time has changed, he himself has become a bit outdated.

Yuan Yaling watched the group of players walk in, greeted Gu Lei when he came in, and then frowned very obviously when he saw Qi Xiaoyu.

He doesn't like Qi Xiaoyu very much.

In his opinion, there is almost no reason to hate Qi Xiaoyu. After all, apart from a little girl who only looks at her face, who would like such a person who is so muddy that he can't support the wall?

Poor strength but not seeking to make progress, every day only knows how to fish in troubled waters, occupying the debut position, but will only hinder others.

On the stage with him, basically all the staff milk him.

Just such a player who should have been eliminated according to his strength, but because of his good popularity, he has stayed until now, and he has gotten much more shots than those players who worked hard but have low popularity.

Yuan Yaling hates this kind of competition system that only focuses on traffic and not strength, and even more hates himself who came to participate in this show for so much popularity and rewards.

All the disgust was added together, and it was doubled on Qi Xiaoyu.

Qi Xiaoyu is a product of this absurd era, and it is also evidence of his own failure.

Next, when Yuan Yaling finished asking everyone about the part allocation, he was even more surprised.

How dare you choose the lead singer at Qi Xiaoyu's level?

Although this song is sung for the contestants, the overall difficulty is not high, but the part of the lead singer is the emotional explosion point of the whole song, the most eye-catching and ear-catching part, there are several difficult transitions, it is not easy Control requires the singer to have excellent skills and a delicate grasp of the sound.

Qi Xiaoyu obviously didn't.

Yuan Yaling looked at Gu Lei sympathetically, and then said to Qi Xiaoyu, "Come out, read the score and sing for me."

All eyes focused on Qi Xiaoyu at once.

Qi Xiaoyu held two pieces of paper and took a step forward.

The lead vocal part he chose, he can't sing now.

In fact, Qi Xiaoyu was stunned for a while at the beginning of song selection and when he first got the numbered notation.

He couldn't read simplified notation.

When Qi Xiaoyu was learning opera in the opera troupe, Western stave notation had just been introduced, and numbered notation had just been invented. The teachers in the troupe looked down on these notation methods, and they all used Gongchi notation.

As one of the traditional notation methods, Gongchi notation uses characters such as gong and chi to indicate the strength of rhythm and the pitch of sound, which is very different from staff and numbered notation.

In traditional operas and musical instruments, the subtle tones and transitions recorded in Gongchi notation cannot be reflected in stave notation and numbered notation at all.

Therefore, Gongchi notation is much more difficult, and few people know it.

Later, when five-line notation and numbered musical notation flourished in China, Qi Xiaoyu learned almost all the classic arias.

His master, Mr. Cheng, who has sung operas all his life, said, "The charm and essence of Peking Opera depend on one's own comprehension. Those rigid Western songs need to read the scores, and we don't need it."

But the situation is a bit embarrassing because I can't read the numbered notation.

And in the few lines of the demo that were played just now, there were only one or two lines that Qi Xiaoyu wanted to sing.

Qi Xiaoyu stood still in front of the piano, pinched the edge of the paper with his fingers and rubbed it a few times, and said in a humble tone, "Mr. Yuan, can you sing a part first, let me follow along?"

Yuan Yaling showed a standard eight-teeth smile, "It's okay, don't be nervous, just sing a few lines according to the music score first, I just want to see your foundation first."

After speaking, he pointed to the others, "Qi Xiaoyu sings first, you all come one by one according to the weight, and prepare."

This is to drive ducks to the shelves, forcing Qi Xiaoyu to speak.

The original owner's singing skills are terrible, and just now he expressed that he wanted to learn to sing along, but this Yuan Yaling insisted on making him speak immediately, didn't he make it clear that he wanted to make him look ugly in public?

Qi Xiaoyu quickly recalled the plot in his mind. He didn't remember any grievances between himself and this mentor Yuan. Of course, it may be that it was not explained in the original book.

Qi Xiaoyu took another look at the notation in his hand. He studied the numbered notation in his hand while other people were choosing songs. In fact, he could guess the sound and the different notes corresponding to each number in sevens and eights. What does it mean.

It's just that the time was too short, so he asked Ren Fei a question, and no one answered him for the others, so it was inevitable that there would be mistakes and uncertainties.

In addition, when he hangs his throat this morning, he discovered that the original owner's body is too weak, his lung capacity is poor, his breathing is insufficient, and his singing skills are almost non-existent.These have to be given time for him to train slowly.

The congenital condition is already poor, plus I can't read the score......

It would be embarrassing to say so.

He, Qi Xiaoyu, has sung operas for so many years, and he has never been so embarrassing in front of others...

Thinking about it, Qi Xiaoyu took a silent breath, glanced out of the corner of his eye, and found that everyone was looking at him with the expression of watching a show.

Maybe the original owner didn't have any problems with these people, it's just because he was in the top rank and weak in strength, which attracted people's envy. He could understand the malice of this kind of gathering.

Yuan Yaling pressed a few notes casually on the piano, and urged in a gentle voice, "Are you ready?"

Qi Xiaoyu took another look at the cameramen surrounding them in the room, and the ubiquitous cameras, and immediately had a final decision in his mind. Since others want to add scenes to him, he should just add more scenes to himself .

Qi Xiaoyu shook the paper, flattened it in front of his eyes, then frowned and made a embarrassed expression, not trying to control the messy breath of the original owner, and sang unskillfully,

"your love,"

"Your flowers,"

"Your applause,"

"Glory You Gave Me"

"I'll always remember."

"Keep it in your heart forever."

The words are pronounced intermittently, and the intonation is always a little bit off from the exact tune, like an old accordion, making a creaking and unpleasant sound.

"Pfft——" When he finished the last sentence, the trembling ending of the word "Li" ended, and some of the contestants laughed out loud.

Gu Lei, who had been silent all this time, raised the corners of his mouth in disdain.

Yuan Yaling put his hands down from the piano, folded them on his lap, looked at him with a very serious and tangled expression, and asked, "Qi Xiaoyu, do you know that you are taking the lead singer part, the whole song?" The most important part of the song?"

Qi Xiaoyu lowered his head and said "hmm" in a low voice.

Yuan Yaling's eyebrows twisted, and he continued in a regretful voice, "But you are like this now, your breathing is unstable, and your singing...is not in tune, the treble can't go up, and the bass can't turn up, I think...maybe it's not too good. It is suitable for such an important part."

All the cameramen turned their cameras to Qi Xiaoyu.

Qi Xiaoyu lowered his head and didn't speak, but his lips and fingers could be seen trembling slightly. He looked helpless and at a loss like a poor student who was reprimanded and given up by the teacher.

Yuan Yaling asked again, "But if you choose this song, I will be responsible for teaching you well. But this part may be too difficult for you, so take a look, do you want to exchange parts with other students? "

Qi Xiaoyu lowered his head lower, and said in a voice that was about to cry out of grievance, "Well, I know that my level is not good. But I want to try my best. Before the finals, I will practice hard."

After Qi Xiaoyu finished speaking, he raised his hand to wipe his eyes, then turned his head to look at the director team at the side, and asked in a low voice, "Director, if you change parts now, do you have any problems?"

The director was also stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Qi Xiaoyu to throw the question to them all at once.

Yuan Yaling did not expect that Qi Xiaoyu, who usually gave up when encountering difficulties, would be so stubborn today.

"No, you can't change parts now."

The director only paused for a moment before he came to his senses. They made so many arrangements before to let them choose parts according to their rankings. Now they can change as they please, and the audience and fans will not scold them to death.

The director team had already spoken, and Yuan Yaling couldn't say anything more, so he could only smooth things over for himself and turn over this clip, "In this case, Qi Xiaoyu, you have to hurry up and practice hard. Next, Gu Lei is here try."

*****

Subsequent recordings were carried out according to the established procedures. The instructor sang, the students sang along, and then guided the training one by one, and finally nothing happened.

After listening to Yuan Yaling's singing, Qi Xiaoyu immediately made a general judgment.

He estimated in his heart that there are still more than ten days before the finals. With just seven or eight lines of lyrics, he practiced, and the performance that day will definitely not be a problem, and he can even be better than this tutor Yuan.

But now, he has to take his time, showing that he can sing well only by taking steps and relying on his own continuous efforts.

Only in this way can I change my impression in everyone's mind, let the director team give me more shots, and maximize the effect of the script.

He glanced at the camera in the training room, let's start all night tonight.

The clock on the wall was ticking, from twelve o'clock to three o'clock.

The night outside the window is getting darker and darker.

Others left one after another, and even the cameraman went home from get off work.

Qi Xiaoyu was the only one left in the training room.

Qi Xiaoyu was leaning against the wall, with one leg on the ground and the other bent in front of his chest, holding the wrinkled paper in his hand, humming the lyrics, listening carefully, except for the Deep fatigue, there is no problem with pitch.

But Qi Xiaoyu didn't feel particularly tired.

When I was in the theater troupe, no matter how cold or hot it was, I had to stride, split my legs, sing and meditate every day... no matter what, it was much harder than this.

I still remember that one winter, the master asked everyone to put a basin of ice water on their heads for horse gait. He had a high fever and felt a heavy weight on the top of his head. Everyone was frozen and shivering from the cold.

In this way, the master didn't let him dry off the ice water on his body, and beat him severely with a broom first.

I don't know how long it took, but the outside of the corridor became lively again.

It was a cloudy day outside the window in late autumn and early winter, and I couldn't tell what time it was, but it should be late when I heard the sound, so Qi Xiaoyu got up and went back to the dormitory to sleep for a while.

After sitting on the ground for several hours, his legs became stiff. He stood up and stretched his stiff legs while taking out his phone to check the time.

Because he was going to record a show, his phone was turned to silent last night.

Now when I opened it, I found that there was a missed call and two or three messages.

The phone number is Cheng Bo's cell phone number that was saved just yesterday.

Qi Xiaoyu was thinking about why Cheng Bo was looking for him, maybe it was Xun Qian who was looking for him, and opened the news.

It turned out that it was Xun Qian who was looking for him, "The third master is looking for you, come back right away."

The author has something to say: the double update of the first three days is over, and then six days a week (one, two, four, five, six, seven updates), and a rest on Wednesday.