The semi-finals of the Dragon Star Singer Competition opened. The song "Under the Sea" not only exploded on the scene, but the video also instantly detonated the entire Internet.
In a lounge backstage.
Zhao Qiuxing, the music director of the competition and the person in charge of the competition, patted Wen Zheng on the shoulder, "Brother, you really didn't disappoint me. At that time, you said you wanted to change Ye Xiaoxue's opening song. I agreed without thinking. Why? Change it temporarily.
We are familiar with singing." There was a hint of showing off in his words.
Wen Zheng couldn't help but laugh and said: "It has nothing to do with me. The main thing is that Ye Xiaoxue played well. I am a green leaf at best."
"Tsk! But..."
Zhao Qiuxing frowned and smacked his lips and said, "If you do this, won't our work on Ye Xiaoxue be in vain? It's not yet time for her to clear her name."
Wen Zheng consoled him: "You're too worried. According to my estimation, it will be a little difficult for Ye Xiaoxue to get into the top three this time. Besides, only 90 points in the first round can be the first to seize the seat."
"What do you think?"
Zhao Qiuxing raised his chin at the screen, "The first singer hasn't started singing yet, can you tell the result?"
"Let me tell you this. Except for me and Lin Qi, no one else is insured."
Wen Zheng said firmly.
"Why?"
Zhao Qiuxing leaned forward and asked.
Wen Zheng explained: "The six of us trained together yesterday. Regarding the performance of the other four, Ye Xiaoxue was not the best. The song Shang Yingying's company prepared for her had good lyrics and music, and it suited her very well.
From this point of view, except for "casual practitioners" like Zhao Xia, most of the other singers have prepared so-called original works. With everyone standing on the same starting line, Ye Xiaoxue's advantage in the last performance is gone."
"Also, almost no one chose to sing covers this time, and all they sang were new songs."
Zhao Qiuxing nodded secretly, "According to what you say, it will be difficult for Ye Xiaoxue to advance. Hiss...this is not a good sign."
Wen Zheng handed him a cigarette and said slowly: "It was all as I expected. The start shocked the audience, raised the fans' expectations, and then lost the game. Isn't this the best way to boo? When the resurrection match comes,
If we continue to fight back with all our might and advance triumphantly, won't this be accomplished?"
"Isn't it too suspenseful?"
Zhao Qiuxing was stunned on the spot.
Wen Zheng said with a smile: "I only said that she might enter the resurrection match, and even if she does enter the resurrection match, wouldn't it be me? In short, if she doesn't get 90 points this time, she will definitely be criticized by the fans.
Drive low. I see her hanging."
"Is all the co-authorship part of your plan?"
Zhao Qiuxing looked at Wen Zheng in disbelief.
Wen Zheng smiled bitterly and said, "That's right. I'm telling you this just to avoid worrying that public opinion will spread and it won't end in the future."
"Okay, I'd better keep an eye on it and make sure you don't make any mistakes again."
Zhao Qiuxing warned him and turned around and went to the scene.
Wen Zheng finished smoking a cigarette in a leisurely manner. He first entered the system and downloaded the song for the competition. Looking at the slowly growing admiration value, he suddenly had a crazy idea.
Since there is no quota limit for entering the finals, only points limit, then he can definitely bring all six members of the team to the finals.
As soon as he thought about this, he first thought about the singing styles and characteristics of each of the six people, and then quickly browsed through the music library. As long as he found a song that suited someone, he would record it with his mobile phone.
In the resurrection competition, if anyone shows signs of being eliminated, they can write down lyrics and music from memory and send it to them.
He can guarantee the quality of lyrics and music, but how well they sing can only depend on themselves. However, this is already a huge advantage for other players.
Tongwen was selecting backup songs for others, and unknowingly several hours had passed.
Zhao Xia knocked on the door and came in, reminding: "Boss, it's almost time for you to go on stage. I'll let you prepare ahead."
"So fast?"
Wen Zheng was quite surprised, "Have you all finished singing? How was it?"
Zhao Xia smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Don't mention it, they are all original! I, Luo Guangcai, Shang Yingying, only Shang Yingying got a full ninety points. She is in better shape today than she was in rehearsal yesterday."
"What about you?"
Wen Zheng was not surprised by Shang Yingying's upset appearance. Instead, he was more concerned about their scores, which could determine whether he could better understand the judges' scoring standards today.
Zhao Xia said awkwardly: "I am 71.6 and Luo Guang is 71. In terms of rankings, we are now in the bottom five, and most of the people on stage are around 80. There is no problem with singing, mainly covers.
We don’t have an advantage, we don’t have a company or anything, and I… well… let’s not mention it, go and get ready. Those five living hell kings are a lot stricter today.”
Wen Zheng just patted his arm to express comfort, but did not tell him that he had prepared a song for them.
It’s time for the evening prime time.
The order of appearance in this game is based on the flashback of the rankings in the previous game.
Lin Qi and Ye Xiaoxue both appeared after Wen Zheng. The six-man team has already lost more than half. Looking at all the contestants who have appeared, the highest score is actually Shang Yingying, who had previously become popular with her figure. The next highest score is only 89 points.
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In other words, the semi-finals are already halfway through, and only Shang Yingying has qualified for the finals.
Whether it was on site or in the live broadcast room, the atmosphere was extremely depressing.
If these five people can't score more than 90 points, then only one person will advance to the first round of the semi-finals, which will be great fun.
On the stage, the sixth-to-last contestant finished singing. After some comments from the judges, he only scored 86 points.
The host came to the stage at the right time and introduced: "The rules of the competition are so cruel. It is a pity that another player has entered the resurrection competition. But the next five players must have been anticipated for a long time, because they were the top five in the previous game.
name!"
After saying that, the host immediately changed his words: "I'm sorry, I forgot that there was a tie for fourth in the last game, so to be precise, the next five players are all the top four in the previous game. Speaking of which
, I believe you all know who is about to appear, right?"
"Wen Zheng! Wen Zheng!"
The audience kept shouting and cheering, and the originally lifeless venue suddenly became full of life again.
Wen Zheng slowly walked onto the stage in front of everyone's attention.
After the host left, judge No. 5 suddenly said: "Before you start, I want to ask, do you know how many people have got the quota now?"
"one."
Wen Zheng answered honestly.
Judge No. 3 answered: "Then do you think you will be next?"
"certainly."
Wen Zheng was, as always, reluctant to say another word.
Judge No. 4 suddenly smiled and said: "Since you are so confident, how about we make a bet? If you don't get 90 points, you will give up the resurrection competition and be eliminated. Do you dare?"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
Do you want to be so targeted? Even if you make a bet, there is no need to bet on being out directly. Once Wen Zheng takes over, it is equivalent to having no way out, and the outcome is determined by one move.
The barrage was full of curses:
"Where are the judges invited? Do you have any quality? Why are you targeting Wen Zheng so much?"
"Damn! It's probably a personal grudge."
"It's over. Wen Zheng will be affected whether he accepts or not. We can't play with this."
…
on stage.
Wen Zheng thought for a while and replied: "If I want to get more than ninety points, what's the benefit?"
All five judges were stunned.
They only wanted to increase the intensity of the bottom five players. As a singer, it is not a good idea to have a bad mentality. Therefore, they made a bet on being eliminated directly. In order to break the players' mentality, they can see their ability to withstand pressure and their ability to cope with the situation.
Ability to handle surprises.
As for losing, don't worry, we'll send you to the resurrection match.
Anyway, there is no quota limit in this resurrection competition, so it is destined not to be so easy to break out of the tight encirclement. One more person or one less person will not have any impact.
But now Wen Zheng is really confused. They really haven't thought about the conditions.
Judge No. 5 has long been accustomed to playing the role of the bad guy, so he said with a straight face: "There are no benefits. All we can give you is to ensure that the points are given as fairly as possible. As judges, we have the highest authority granted by the program team. This is not the same as
You're kidding. As long as you accept it, once the final score does not reach 90 points, you will be eliminated directly without any hesitation. You don't have to accept it, but we must ask."
Wen Zheng believed that Lin Qingge definitely gave them such power, and he also knew that the other party wanted to mess with him on the spot.
Unfortunately, they still don’t understand themselves well enough.
Wen Zheng smiled slightly and said confidently: "Why don't you dare? Just decide the outcome with one move!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the voices of discussion in the gymnasium could be clearly heard, and even worse, they directly shouted at the judges at the top of their lungs.
The judges remained calm.
Judge No. 5 still did not forget to add some pressure at the end. He said: "You know our scoring rules, especially your scoring, will be a little stricter than others. I will give you another chance to regret it. You must make sure you do it."
Are you sure about winning or losing? If you lose, you will be out of the game."
Judge No. 4 continued: "Actually, you don't have to agree. We know this is unfair, so this is not a necessary option. My suggestion is that you'd better give up. There is no need to compete with us. Once we lose, we will only
If I can send you out as promised, you won't have a chance to play again. Just give up."
The No. 2 judge took advantage of the opportunity and said: "Don't forget, you only got fifth place in the last game, and your score was not ideal. For you, even though you have outstanding abilities, our scoring standards are your weakness."
Wen Zheng smiled and said: "I want to challenge my weakness."
"Okay! I appreciate your courage. We will give you a decent way to leave later. Let's consider it as compensation for you."
Judge No. 1 clapped his hands and said, "Please start your performance!"
There was a lot of cursing in the audience.
The entire stadium seemed extremely noisy. The spectators, who had been suppressed for a long time, jumped repeatedly on the verge of losing control. If the security force had not been strong enough, there would have been a riot.
On stage.
Wen Zheng turned a blind eye to the situation in the audience. After taking a deep breath, he held up the microphone and said: "The song I brought is "Who Knows the Prodigal's Heart"." After that, he rushed to the accompaniment band on the side of the stage to signal that it could start.
The prelude sounded.
The audience was still agitated, and the curses could be clearly heard in the live broadcast room.