"Wenwen, relax, take a few deep breaths, calm down, it will be over in a while."
Seeing Yu Wenwen frowning and holding the guitar tightly, Wang Xiaomin went up to comfort her with a few words. Computer::/
Although Yu Wenwen has performed many stage performances since she was a child, this time it was a live broadcast on a TV station with tens of millions of people watching. It was impossible not to be nervous for such a big scene.
In other words, Wang Xiaomin has experienced big stages like the Spring Festival Gala several times, and now China's strongest voice is a small event for her.
"Thank you, I'm fine!" Yu Wenwen breathed out lightly and nodded lightly.
"Now let's take a look at the votes from netizens and instructors to see who of the two contestants will go and who will stay."
The first two players, Tan Qingqing and Fu Ying, finished singing in less than ten minutes and the voting process began.
The number of votes cast by netizens will be converted into scores by the program team, and then multiplied by 60%. The score given by the instructor is multiplied by 40%, and the final score is obtained by adding the two.
"Fang Jing, what is the minimum score we can give? Let's discuss it first." Yang Mi lowered her head and said.
There is an agency behind every player, and sometimes it is easy to offend people if the score is low.
If the score is higher without affecting the result, everyone will look good.
"Eighty points!" Fang Jing said softly: "This is the minimum standard. If you sing well, it will be ninety points. If you sing well, it will be ninety-five points. If it is very good, it will be ninety-five points. You can decide what is higher."
Everyone is here to make money, not to offend anyone.
The scores customized by Fang Jing are actually no different from the scores in the ordinary competition system. They do not affect the game and are fair to everyone.
"Come, please look at the big screen. After voting by instructors and netizens, the scores of the two contestants are... Tan Qingqing is eighty-seven and Fu Ying is ninety-two! Congratulations to Fu Ying!!"
"yeah!!"
When Fu Ying heard that her score was higher than Tan Qingqing's, Fu Ying almost jumped up with joy. She quickly calmed down after thinking that it was a live broadcast, but the unbearable smile on her face could not hide her inner joy.
After this period, she will be in the top thirteen, one step closer to her dream.
"Next, we invite No. 2 Xu Zhibai and Yu Wenwen to come on stage!"
"It's your turn, come on!"
Patting Yu Wenwen on the shoulder, Wang Xiaomin encouraged her.
Through this period of time together, she discovered that Yu Wenwen, apart from being a bit arrogant and cold, was still very good in other aspects.
At least they won't do one thing in front of others and do the same thing behind their backs.
A person with this kind of temper is difficult to get close to, and it is difficult for ordinary people to gain her approval. But once she recognizes you, she will be honest with you and treat you as a true friend.
"Yeah! I'll do my best!" With an expressionless face, Yu Wenwen pursed her lips and nodded, showing no sadness or joy.
The first person to sing was Xu Zhibai, a graduate of the Shanghai Music Conservatory. He was the school idol during his student days. He was often seen at school ceremonies and in nearby bars, either singing or on the road to singing.
"Senior is here, come on! Vote!"
"As an alumnus, you must support it."
"Xu Zhibai, whose real name is Xu Jiaojiao, you're welcome!"
"He looks like a human being. I saw this guy advertising on the school forum a few days ago. I won't vote for him!"
"Nima, the former president was a scumbag and had a dark heart. Please don't vote for him!"
"When I was studying, I was very good at it. I earned 25,000 to 80,000 yuan. I never expected that I would become a star. The entertainment industry is really shallow and full of idiots!"
Xu Zhibai is a talented person with a sunny and handsome appearance. Although there are many people who criticize him, there are so many comments that they are all covered quickly.
Musical talent and handsome, this is the first impression most girls have of him.
He sang Fang Jing's song "The Wind Rises". After all, he was a professional and his singing was quite impressive. With his image points, many people felt that promotion was not a big problem.
To avoid being suspected of canvassing votes, the singer could not speak after singing. After bowing, Xu Zhibai stepped down from the stage.
Yu Wenwen moved her knuckles, her hair fell behind her ears, smiled confidently, and took the stage with her guitar.
Today she is going to sing a folk song!
Growing up abroad, no one here knew her, and there were no fans of hers, so she had to rely on herself for everything.
The staff moved a chair and adjusted the height of the microphone. Yu Wenwen put on the earphones, tried the position and nodded slightly.
"Not pretty, bad review!"
"This girl is a bit pretentious. She has a lot going on."
"I don't know him. I came to see Fang Jing."
"Hurry up and take the next one. Where is our Ti Mo?"
After calming down, Yu Wenwen plucked the strings. She had no background music and just played and sang by herself. She was so confident! She sang whatever she liked. This was her understanding of music.
"Lend me ten years"
"Lend me the bravery of being on the run"
"Lend me a eloquent oath"
"Lending me to be lonely is like the first time we met"
"Lend me the freshness that is not afraid of being crushed."
"Lend me my fierceness and recklessness regardless of tomorrow."
After the prelude, Yu Wenwen opened her mouth, borrowing time, borrowing bravery, borrowing oaths, borrowing the past as if it were the first time we met...
This is a confession that seems brave but full of regrets. The past is like smoke, and the persistence and dreams of the past have long been erased. I don’t know how many people’s hearts have been broken by each sentence.
The barrage paused for a few seconds, with only a few sparse sentences floating around. After a few seconds, it came over like a raging tide.
"I'll go, it sounds so good!"
"The tears are low, I cried when I heard it!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"
"Does anyone know the name of this young lady? I want all her information in one minute."
"This strength, this strumming, and this a cappella singing completely outshine Xu Zhibai in front of me."
"If Fang Jing lets her be eliminated, I will lose my fandom."
Lend me, this is the name of the song, a niche song, Yu Wenwen is not the original singer, many people have never heard of it before she opened her mouth.
The original singer is Xie Chunhua, Xie Chunhua who doesn’t want to thank Chunhua, a very excellent folk singer.
After the song "Liu Jie" was sung, when the audience thought it was time to get to the main topic, Yu Wenwen kept plucking the strings with her thin fingers.
"Lend me a beam of light to illuminate the darkness"
"Lend me a smile as bright as spring"
"Lend me to kill mediocre feelings"
"Lend me the sorrow and cry of indulgence"
"Let me make my heart beat as before"
"Lend me comfortable mornings and evenings"
…
Borrow a beam of light, borrow a smile, borrow feelings, borrow a cry, borrow a pounding heart...
Twelve times in a row, this is the touching point of this song. With Yu Wenwen's slightly hoarse voice, the audience's emotions are completely aroused.
"Fang Jing, your team is a bit strong!" Yang Mi whispered.
Xu Zhibai is on her team. She also hopes that her team members can advance so that they can be proud of themselves, but the current situation is not optimistic.
Although Yang Mi doesn't understand music, she can still hear the basic quality and learn from it. Xu Zhibai is obviously still in the imitation stage, trying his best to get closer to Fang Jing.
And Yu Wenwen, a girl who already has her own style, is calm and elegant, immersed in her own world, pouring out and expressing her emotions.
What moves people is love!
Once you put your heart into it, no matter how ordinary a song is, you can sing it and touch people's hearts. A guitar, a story, and a person!
Fang nodded, "She is indeed very strong. In terms of basic skills, few of the dozens of players can match her. She is just unsociable and has a bit of an arrogant personality!"
"Is that a pass or a pass?"
"Of course, it's her business to be arrogant or not. What we listen to is music."