The KTV has nearly thirty rooms on three floors, and Cai Xiaohui left a luxurious private room for them on the second floor.

First, I brought two large fruit plates, some melon seeds, popcorn, and two beers.

After entering the door, Yu Yan was the first to start requesting songs. While doing so, he asked, "What songs do you all sing? Tell me the name of the song and I will request it for you!"

"Speaking of singing, all four of us in the dormitory signed up and became famous. The seventh sister also signed up early. What do the eldest brother and the second sister say?" Dong Lin thought about the work of his student union again and began to mobilize.

Wang Xia said: "What kind of auditions do you have for singing? What are the rules? Can you tell me about them?"

Dong Lin said: “Nearly 3,000 people from our school have signed up for the audition, and the audition will take place over two days, Saturday and Sunday.

There are as many as ten audition venues, and there are thirty judges alone, all of whom are attractive and popular young teachers from various departments invited by the student union.

After the audition, there are only 1,000 people left to enter the main competition, and the list of 100 people to enter the second round will be decided from Monday to Friday next week.

On Saturday, the top ten entered the third round. Sunday was the finals, and their ten PK teams were shortlisted for the top five in school.

The five finalists will have the opportunity to represent our school in the prime-time I Want to Be a Star program on Xinan TV Station. If they are lucky, they will really become famous!"

"Is it so troublesome? Does it mean that if you want to sing on a TV station, you have to sing five times in our school?" Wang Xia asked with a little interest.

"Yes, so the probability of being a dark horse is low!" Dong Lin knew that the second sister liked watching football, so he explained to her using words commonly used in the football world.

"Forget it then. I don't have the time to prepare so many songs, so I might as well be a cheerleader for Weiwei." At this point, Wang Xia turned to Yu Yan, who was already planning to sing, and said, "Lao Liu

Give second sister a nod to Wulin Fenghou!"

Feng Fei also shook his head and expressed that he did not plan to participate. He smiled and said: "I know what level I am. Rather than entering the first round at most, I might as well be a fan cheerleader for my younger brothers and sisters.

Members of the May 17 dormitory, please behave well! Don’t let me down by cleaning up for you every morning!”

"Tch~, do these words you say make sense? You are the one who lost to me in cleaning.

Is the bet good? Why, do you want to bet again?" Dong Lin said loudly.

Their conversation had been obscured by the singing voice of Yu Yan, the magic stick, "Hoo ho, hey, I can use the nunchaku." Otherwise, maybe Ma Tianchang would have thought of something after hearing Feng Fei's words.

Ma Tianchang listened attentively to Yu Yan's singing, even writing down every note and every word.

He thought that his superpower about singing might be like learning a foreign language, memorizing all the tones so that when he sang, he would no longer be out of tune.

If you master the five notes well, your singing will be invincible and will shock the whole audience again.

The key is to make Princess Shen look at him with admiration. With this ability, he will be infinitely close to the bottom line of pursuing her.

Quack! Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little carried away.

However, why did he become more and more disgusted the more he listened to this magic stick? What the hell was he singing?

Although Jay Chou's pronunciation is not correct, when people sing this song, it has a natural flavor.

The singing by Shengun is full of Shengun flavor, but it feels awkward no matter how you listen to it.

When he sang this line, why didn't he sing it in such a long and drawn-out way?

And that sentence, would it be better if he sang in a slightly crooked way?

By the way, how did Jay Chou sing?

He suddenly discovered that he could not remember how Jay Chou originally sang this song that he had heard countless times. His mind was filled with the singing method he had just thought of!

He was struggling with that, but the magician here had already finished singing the song.

Everyone except Ma Tianchang applauded, whether it was a polite response or a collective boo.

Anyway, Ma Tianchang doesn't think there's anything good about the song he sings. It can even be said that it has no merit.

The next song was changed to "Wulin Style" by Wang Xia.

Wang Xia usually has a louder voice when she speaks, and her singing is even more unambiguous.

With her own unique singing voice, Wulin Feng makes her sing soul-stirring.

This song is sung with Wang Xia's special voice, and it has a different flavor than the original one.

Although the effect is different, it is no exaggeration to say that her singing is definitely not worse than the original one.

How many.

Ma Tianchang was depressed again. He could clearly tell that Wang Xia sang the song very well, but why did he feel that her handling could be improved on several key points?

I seemed to be distracted while listening to music today. I kept listening to the singer and thinking about how the singer could sing better.

I have never felt like this before. I am tone-deaf, but I am actually criticizing others for singing so well, and I feel confident that what I think is correct. Is this normal?

No matter what he thought, Wang Xia finished her song and won applause from the whole house.

Only Ma Tianchang was still there, his mind still immersed in criticizing Wang Xia's song.

Shen Weiwei, who was sitting on her left, was full of praise and said: "Sister Xia, your level of professionalism is definitely not worse than that of the original singer. Why haven't I heard you sing a cappella before? I really want to sing this song with our women's voices."

Absolutely."

Over there, Dong Lin was also shouting: "It's absolutely amazing, it's absolutely amazing, no, Prince, no, Second Sister, you have to join us to become famous even if you say nothing!"

Wang Xia smiled and said: "Thank you for your praise, but I don't have time to go to the audition. It's too time-consuming!"

Dong Lin immediately answered: "I am the vice president of the student union. I have the right to directly recommend two people to be shortlisted for the first round. I choose to recommend you, so you don't have to participate in the audition, okay?"

Wang Xia said bluntly: "I won't go!"

Dong Lin asked everyone to go over and request songs, and everyone must sing one song in the first round.

Feng Fei and Dong Lin's singing voices were only mediocre, and Ma Tianchang's head criticized the songs they sang as being completely scratched.

Tieta was tone deaf and unwilling to sing, so he was threatened by Wang Xia and Dong Lin.

In the end, he was forced to sing "Old Boy" by Chopstick Brothers, and invited Ma Tianchang, who was also tone-deaf, to sing with him. It was embarrassing anyway, so he might as well do it together.

But Ma Tianchang now felt eager to give it a try. He felt that since he could give so many suggestions for listening to songs in his mind, he would definitely be able to sing very well when he sang.
Chapter completed!