The next day, after the audience came in, Li Keqin stood on the stage in a white suit and did the hosting work.
There is no fixed host for the singers in each session, and guest singers usually serve as the hosts.
Li Keqin is of high seniority, and no one had any objections to the program team asking him to host it. However, his Mandarin was sometimes not standard and he made a lot of jokes.
"I heard that hosts usually win the championship. I would like to warn the program team not to be so obvious, okay?"
"Although I admit that I am also very strong, the guest lineup this time is not weak either. Who will they be? The first one to appear is Xu Jiaying."
When Li Keqin read Xu Jiaying's name, he hesitated, referring to Xu Jiaying's seal, and the audience burst into laughter.
Backstage, Fang Jing smiled at Li Shawenzi next to him: "If I hadn't seen Xu Jiaying yesterday, I would have thought that your TV station was acquired by Hengda."
The order of appearance was determined by drawing lots, and Fang Jing was lucky. He was in third place, with two people in front and five people in the back, so the pressure was not very great.
After Xu Jiaying appeared on the stage, Li Keqin voluntarily stepped away, and the audience silently memorized his prompt cards. The job of the host was an extra two million yuan, so he couldn't be careless.
No wonder so many people are rushing to make it!
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As soon as the music started playing, Fang Jing knew what song Xu Jiaying was singing this time. Her famous song "Ride on a White Horse".
The first part has a brisk tempo, and the audience is shaking their heads and listening attentively. During the chorus, the music rises and the vocals change instantly.
"I ride on a white horse and go through three levels"
"I will change into plain clothes and return to the Central Plains"
"Leave Xiliang alone and no one will care"
"All I want is Wang Baochuan"
Looking at Fang Jing who was gently beating the beat, Li Shawenzi asked: "Teacher Fang, what do you think of Sister Jiaying's singing?"
Yesterday she called Fang Jing's name. After she returned home, she was criticized by her boss, saying that she was rude and that she could not call her by her real name today even if she was beaten to death.
"This section is in Hokkien and Mandarin. It's very creative and nice to listen to! It has both story and connotation. It's a rare good song."
“In the music industry, people can either sing or write, but there are really very few people who can do both.”
Xu Jiaying is one of the few versatile musicians in the music circle who can sing and write. She wrote the lyrics and composed the music herself, combined with the story of the drama Xue Pinggui and Wang Baochuan.
"Hahaha! Teacher Fang, aren't you just good at singing and writing? Is this a disguised form of praising yourself?"
Fang Jing shook his head and did not explain the problem. As a porter of nature, he would not admit that he was a pirate.
Can what happens to musicians be called piracy?
"Teacher Fang, I remember that you also wrote Hokkien songs for Teacher Han Hong. Do you think Chinese is more suitable for singing or Hokkien?"
"There is no comparison. Last time someone asked me if I sang better in Cantonese."
"Music has seven notes, and there are hundreds of languages in the world. I think every country plays it differently, and each has its own beauty."
Cantonese is the language closest to the Tang and Song Dynasties. In ancient Mandarin, some lyrics and music are indeed suitable for Cantonese singing, but Mandarin does not have that flavor.
But this does not mean that Cantonese is the most suitable for singing.
There are so many famous songs in the world, but they are just as good if they are not written in Cantonese.
The piano, violin, guitar, erhu and other musical instruments have no words yet, but they can still impress people if used well.
After Xu Jiaying finished singing, she bowed, patted her chest and returned to the backstage. She was really nervous just now, although this shouldn't be the case for a professional singer.
But you also have to look at who is sitting under the stage.
Several top music producers in Asia serve as judges, and backstage there are senior Li Keqin, Fang Jing and others who are more powerful than her.
The second person to appear was a singer from a Korean group. Not only did he come, but his team also came with him. Apart from the lead singer, there were five other people.
It's just that they don't speak Chinese and they sing in Korean. If you don't read the subtitles, you can't understand what they are singing.
The special identity destined this group to not last long. This is not because of discrimination, but because of the different cultural differences, which makes it difficult for the audience to understand and cannot be distracted.
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"Everyone, this next one is very powerful. He is twenty years old and popular all over the country. His songs are played in any audio store on the roadside.
"Before coming here, I even searched his name on the music website. Most of the top ten songs are from him, which is very impressive."
"Let's welcome this singer to the scene!!"
Backstage, Fang Jing adjusted his headset, took a deep breath, and walked out.
"Come on!" Manager Li Shawenzi encouraged him.
She really hopes that Fang Jing can go all the way, so that she can continue to be Fang Jing's agent until the end.
The lights on the stage were dim, illuminating Fang Jing's looming figure and making it difficult to see his face. He bowed to a group of accompanist teachers and made an OK gesture.
Singer programs are all performed live with live accompaniment, and there is no possibility of lip-synching.
On the stage, Fang Jing whistled into the microphone.
Just when the audience thought he was auditioning, background music started playing, and the rhythm was the same as what he was playing.
The big screen behind him lit up, and the four elegant characters of Muma City appeared in regular script. This was the title of the song.
Vocals: Fang Jing
Lyricist: Fang Jing
Composer: Fang Jing
It still has a familiar taste and familiar recipe, all made by myself. Several judges on the judging panel looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
Li Keqin in the audience didn't bother to memorize the prompt card and quickly looked up. Fang Jing was the biggest variable for this group of people, and he had to do his best to deal with it.
He has some idea of how deep the other bottoms are, but Fangjing is a bottomless pit, making it impossible to guess where the limit is.
“Wandering the streets and buildings”
"My heart is full of horses and hunting ground"
"The most amazing fragility and confusion"
“But that’s it”
"There is an impermanence in the sky outside the sky"
"Beyond the mountains there are mountains and other places"
It's over. After listening to the first half, Li Keqin knew that this was another rare and good song, and Fang Jing really didn't play according to common sense.
There is a Fang Jing product on the Internet that has the highest praise. The product produced by Fang Jing must be a high-quality product.
This is not giving people a way to survive!
Backstage, Xu Jiaying originally wanted to drink water, but after Fang Jing appeared, her hand holding the cup didn't move, and her face was full of bitterness.
Although this song may not be as good as her "Ride a White Horse", her songs are old songs that have been around for many years, and in terms of freshness, they are not as fresh as Fang Jing's song.
"Free from the pain of the city"
"I missed my beloved girl"
"The ideal that declares the world"
"Nowhere to be seen"
"It's frivolous to do whatever you want"
“Being unprepared is sad”
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Fang Jing seemed to be a different person when he picked up the microphone. He was not nervous at all, his steps were brisk, and he could whistle from time to time. Those who didn't know it thought he was giving a concert.
"It's still the same style, his songs are very bitter!" Huang Guolun, a famous music producer, commented in the audience, "But it's very contagious."
Liang Qiaobai nodded in agreement, "Maybe it has something to do with life experience. Fang Jing's life was not very good when he was a child. Through contact, I found that his musical literacy is still very high. He is not at all like a child who grew up in a rural area."
"Oh! Maybe this is talent. I can't envy you."
What Huang Guolun doesn't know is that the difference between ordinary people and Fang Jing is not about talent, but about the rebirth of a child of destiny.
The reborn ones are so awesome!
Even if you want to keep a low profile, you can't do it.