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Chapter 213: Friction Friction

As the drum beat sounded, guitar and electronic synthesis music suddenly filled the entire venue.

In this brisk rhythm, Chen Hui raised her hands and shook them playfully.

She has great trust in Chu Han and thinks this song will not disappoint her. But she is not the only one who trusts Chu Han.

Most of the people present had great trust in Chu Han, especially when the accompaniment was so good. Everyone focused their attention on the top of the stage, looking forward to what good songs Xu Huaiye could sing.

"There are some things that I have forgotten."

"But I still remember it now"

"One night~~my mother asked me."

"Why are you unhappy today..."

It was quiet, everyone in the room was quiet, as if it suddenly became quiet.

In fact, the audience at the scene is already very quiet. Whenever a singer sings, whether it is the staff or the public judges at the scene, they will subconsciously not speak or make any noise.

So there won’t be any sound at the scene itself except for the sound of music.

But even so, it doesn't mean that there is no sound at all, such as the very light humming and the very light human percussion.

There are always some people who can't sit still, bouncing their legs, bouncing their feet, snapping their fingers and applauding.

These sounds are all human percussion, and the sound is very light, and it is unlikely to affect the singers singing on the stage.

However, when Xu Huaiye spoke, except for the sound of his singing and accompaniment, there seemed to be no sound in the entire studio. The photographer's lens suddenly stopped, and the manual camera above the stage also stopped rotating, including

The command to zoom in and out every frame has also disappeared.

It was as if everyone in the audience froze for a moment. In the frozen state, they stopped making any movement or thinking, thus creating the so-called silence.

Pfft...

I don't know who sprayed something, maybe it was water, maybe it was something else.

In short, after this sound, the stiffness disappeared and someone at the scene started laughing.

However, the one who laughed the happiest was Qin Lang. He was originally serious and couldn't help laughing happily at this moment. He turned his head and looked at Chu Han. He knew that he would definitely win. Even if the first place was not him, the last one would win.

His name cannot be his own.

Chen Hui looked at Uncle Xu on the stage, and then at Chu Han who was calm and composed.

At this moment, she understood what the so-called tone-deaf really meant.

The audience was filled with low-pitched discussions and all kinds of laughter, including some ridicule and sarcasm. Chu Han's fans also felt that Xu Huaiye wasted Chu Han's song.

Because the accompaniment of Chu Han's song is really nice. If you sing it well, it's probably not bad.

But by chance, Chu Han met such a singer.

The moment Ren Zhong heard Xu Huaiye's voice, he couldn't help but blurt out "F*ck".

Although he is the chief director and he was the one who announced the rules in the first place, his lines are all according to the script. Who would have thought that the so-called tone deaf means that he really has no feeling for music?

No matter how stupid Xu Huaiye was, he still felt something was wrong.

It's not like he hasn't watched variety shows before. When other people sing, no matter whether they sing well or make mistakes, there won't be any such discussion at the scene, but why does it happen when he sings?

He was already nervous and couldn't relax at all, but the story Chu Han told him came to his mind again.

Coincidentally, among the public judges below, a middle-aged woman brought her son to be the public judge.

They were sitting on stools close to the aisle, and there was a wheelchair standing very conspicuously in the aisle near them.

The moment he saw this scene, Xu Huaiye felt that the tension suddenly disappeared, and Chu Han's story became clearer and clearer in his mind.

So, he continued to sing: "I said that in my imagination, there is a pair of skateboard shoes."

"It's the most fashionable and unique, and you'll definitely be great at dancing."

"I searched all the streets in the whole city, but there was nothing there."

"She said she will find it in the future and time will give me the answer."

There is still no twist in the tone, there is still no melody, as if he is not singing, but reciting words, but the texture of the voice is clearer and fuller than the above four sentences.

The people who originally laughed at Xu Huaiye were still laughing at him, but the voices of ridicule gradually became lower.

Because around them, there are always people who start to listen to music seriously.

There are always fans of Chu Han who want to listen to the lyrics and the music carefully. Even if the song turns out to be shit, that is the singer's problem and has nothing to do with Chu Han.

However, as I listened, this kind of melodyless recitation seemed a little different.

As a musician with high musical literacy, Chen Hui was the first to notice something was wrong.

To be honest, this song sounds really terrible. At least when I suddenly heard it, the song was not touching at all except for being funny.

But it seems that Xu Huaiye was too nervous just now, so he didn't sing as well as it should have, but now Xu Huaiye seems to be gradually interpreting the emotion in the song.

When his voice was played along with the accompaniment, an inexplicable sound appeared.

Chen Huijue may have something wrong with herself. How could she find this kind of song good?

But the brisk melody and brainwashing rhythm crept into his mind crazily. When her mind was filled with the accompaniment of this song, she was surprised to find that she could accept Xu Huaiye's singing.

"Oh my god, am I crazy? I actually think this song is good?"

Obviously, it seems that Chen Hui is not the only one who has this idea.

Many people have this thought in their hearts.

Although they were still resisting in their hearts, they still felt that Xu Huaiye's words made them sick to the point of vomiting.

However, the accompaniment and novel melody kept drilling into their minds. This melody was truly magical and brainwashing. Then, like Chen Hui, they suddenly felt that Xu Huaiye's voice... wasn't so unpleasant?

"I went to the second city a month later"

“People here call it the City of Charm.”

"The time is passing quickly and night is coming. I think I have to leave."

"..."

"Rubbing, rubbing, rubbing on this smooth ground."

"I couldn't help but rub on the way home"

"..."

Finally, the song ended, and when Xu Huaiye went down, there was sparse applause.

It's not that they think the song is good, it's just that they are thinking about something.

"Is this song good or not?"

The same thought filled the entire studio.

Xu Huaiye went down, but the melody of this song stayed in their minds.

"Friction friction friction friction..."

Someone couldn't help but hum.


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