After listening to Wang Xingrui's singing, Su Yin and Tang Yue slapped each other's thighs and exclaimed together: "This is Ruirui, what a cow!"

"Indeed, if the two of us sing this song, we will definitely not be able to sing it even if we risk our lives. Hey, I don't know how Ruirui can sing so easily."

Monica was sitting alone in the practice room. There were no lights in the room, and the only light source was the small screen in her hand.

Her eyes were all focused on Wang Xingrui's figure.

Why can she sing so easily?

Her high notes are as easy as drinking water.

The technique that Monica was most proud of at one time, her cutting-edge technique that originated from the most developed music country in the world - the United States, actually lost to Wang Xingrui.

Her way of resonance and her control of rhythm are completely different from what she has learned.

When it comes to timbre, Monica has a very clear understanding of herself. She thinks she is not as good as Wang Xingrui.

In fact, each of the four members of Yuesao has a very special timbre, which is why when one of their songs is played on the street, no matter who sings it first, people can hear it immediately.

The technique was inferior, the tone was inferior, and Monica felt heavy pressure at this moment.

Could it be that she and Wang Xingrui were about to lose before the formal duel began?

At this moment, a piece of news from the teacher made Monica grasp a life-saving straw.

"There must be something wrong with her pronunciation method. It will do great harm to her voice. This is overdraft! Don't be jealous of her. You have to believe that our vocal music teaching in the United States is definitely the most advanced!"

Yes, she has to trust the teacher.

Monica calmed down and began to enjoy other performances.

Zhou Yiyang turned his head and looked at Bai Yangyu next to him, and whispered: "Do you feel that she sings better?"

"Well," Bai Yangyu nodded. Although he was not a professional vocal teacher, he could still hear Wang Xingrui's improvement. At least it sounded more shocking than in the recording studio. "Wen Yuan even said that with Wang Xingrui's current performance

The rate of progress is such that within a few years, she won’t be able to sing anymore.”

"I can only talk about skills," Zhou Yiyang smiled: "When it comes to feelings and understanding of songs, the gap caused by life experience is still very obvious."

"That's true," Bai Yangyu agreed, "but Teacher Wen Yuan has agreed to participate in the annual ceremony, and I'm really looking forward to her performance then."

Qin Fei is the third musician to appear.

This time, in addition to himself, he also brought his band.

This move really made Zhou Yiyang feel a little panicked, and he couldn't help but think of the former top player who also had a band.

However, Qin Fei didn't do so many tricks. What he brought was an original song of his own.

"I've heard this song before," Zhou Yiyang whispered: "He sang it in "Chinese Good Songs", but it was just a demo at the time."

Su Yin and Tang Yue also had some impressions after hearing the prelude.

"Actually, I think the band is very handsome!" Tang Yue looked at Qin Fei holding the guitar and singing with his eyes closed, and the image of himself singing as the lead singer in the band immediately emerged in his mind: "And I feel that the band has no requirements for the singing skills of the lead singer.

."

Su Yin on the side nodded, seeming to agree with Tang Yue's point of view: "Didn't we design a song for the concert or sing it in the form of a band? Then we will change the lead singer for every performance. I think

There should be a lot of fans who buy it."

"Yes," Tang Yue's eyes lit up: "Ruirui and Xuan'er will definitely agree. When the live broadcast is over, we will go to Brother Yang to talk about this matter."

Qin Fei's voice is average, but because he smokes frequently, it has a bit of a sense of vicissitudes.

Zhou Yiyang is not worried about this person, he is really talented. Even if he is thrown to the earth, he should be able to become famous because of the songs he writes.

Luo Chen originally came to see Wang Xingrui and Lin Xuan'er's performance, but when he heard Qin Fei's song, he was still shocked in his heart.

This kind of shock was just like the first time he heard Yue Shao's song.

"He is really suitable for singing such melancholic ballads," Luo Chen touched his ears: "If "Chengdu" and "Killing That Shijiazhuang Man" are given to him, the effect will definitely be better."

Halfway through the song, Qin Fei put down the microphone.

Zhou Yiyang was a little confused. In the original version, Qin Fei had a chorus here.

However, seeing the calm expressions of the other band members, he guessed that this must be his special design.

It's a bit interesting.

He put the microphone on the stand coolly, took off his jacket, and concentrated on playing the guitar.

It’s nearly half a minute of guitar solo, which is quite a risky attempt.

Monica was stunned.

Among these eight musicians, the one she despised the most was Qin Fei.

In her opinion, folk songs are works without any technical content or musicality, and are purely meaningless moaning works.

Not even as good as American country music.

However, Monica had never heard of a famous ballad before this. She excluded "Chengdu" and "Kill That Shijiazhuang Man" just by looking at their names.

The reason why she looked down on Qin Fei was because his technique was too rough. He didn't understand vocal music at all, he only knew how to roar.

However, when she listened to the melody from her mobile phone, she suddenly felt a strange feeling.

At this time, Qin Fei screamed strangely, and everyone in the band immediately sped up their movements, and the whole melody suddenly became exciting.

This is a showcase time for everyone in the band.

It's grand and spectacular, and every note hits the audience's heart hard.

Monica was reluctant to admit that she actually had the urge to cry at this moment.

She was a little confused. In the years since she left China, has the music of this country suddenly evolved?

Qin Fei seemed to be drunk. He lay on the stage, raised the microphone above his head, and started singing.

His voice is so languid, but it fits the lyrics perfectly.

Combined with the band's powerful accompaniment, it's like a farce.

Zhou Yiyang was the first to start applauding.

This kind of experimental performance is really to his liking.

Right now, at this moment, there are many songs in his mind.

They are all suitable for Qin Fei.

Luo Chen will focus on being an actor in the future, otherwise his face will be wasted.

The banner of folk songs and rock music can be left to Qin Fei. For some songs that are completely unsuitable for Yue Shao, he has other choices.

As for whether the audience will vote for him tonight, Zhou Yiyang doesn't care. The industry will definitely find Qin Fei's value, but this person only wants to be an independent musician and will definitely not join their company.

At the end of the performance, Qin Fei got up from the ground and bowed deeply to the audience, like some kind of strange ritual.

At this time, some media were already ready to interview Qin Fei later.

The live broadcast just now will definitely cause an uproar.

Lin Xuan'er listened to the song backstage. She must admit that this was a very ambitious stage and the standard was quite high.

There happened to be a rock band among the eight musicians. Those people knew Qin Fei's band members and were not surprised by their performance:

"The best drummers, bassists, and guitarists in the country are all in this band. And their madman-like lead singer, Zhou Yiyang has found another treasure."

Although Su Yin and Tang Yue didn't know much about arranging music, they were indeed shocked.
Chapter completed!