The barrage has already set off a wave of rhythm, becoming a mess.
There are also some Meng Fu fans who dare not say anything and just purse their lips and watch the live broadcast barrage.
There was a warm-up period after every performance. After Nan Qiu came off the stage, the professional host did not immediately let the next performer appear. Instead, he turned the topic to the four instructors and asked them to comment on Nan Qiu. Autumn.
At the same time, the director's voice appeared in the headsets of Xi Nancheng and Tang Ze. The director's voice was deep: "There is a problem with the audio track that Meng Fu recorded in advance. The four of you will delay."
The four teachers have all been in the entertainment industry for a long time. When they heard this sentence, they were shocked in their hearts, but there was still no change in their faces.
Xi Nancheng and Tang Ze looked at each other, and they could naturally see the look in each other's eyes.
Backstage, the director put down the walkie-talkie, turned around, and walked out: "Everyone else's recordings are here, why can't Meng Fu play them?"
The person in charge beside him said solemnly: "We also checked before we came here, and something went wrong during the process. Now the audio track recorded in advance cannot be connected, so we can only play the accompaniment normally."
"It's too late now," the director said with a headache. "Who is behind Meng Fu? Let the people behind him get ahead of time and we can think of a solution later."
They are all people who have been in the entertainment industry for a long time and know that this matter is not simple.
According to Shengyu's attitude, if this matter is not handled well, the consequences will be unimaginable.
"It's Ye Shuning."
While looking for Meng Fu, the director lowered his head and pressed the communicator again. His colleague Nancheng spoke to the host, "Ye Shuning will perform in advance, Meng Fu moves back."
Hearing this, Xi Nancheng put down the microphone in his hand, turned around and walked to the other side, dialed the director's number, and refused directly: "No way, the program has already been decided, it will not be good for everyone if you change it now. , We can only delay it for a few minutes, Meng Fu will have to come on sooner or later. If you suddenly change people now, the subsequent events will definitely be exposed, and Ye Shuning's company will definitely not investigate. "
Hearing what Xi Nancheng said, the director also had a headache.
He had arranged everything, but he didn't expect that something would go wrong at this time.
The director hung up the phone and went backstage to find Meng Fu. Meng Fu was wearing a long red dress with her "A" grade brand on her waist.
She stood in front of Chu Yue and others. When she saw Director Mu, she greeted politely: "Director Mu."
This was the first time Director Mu had met Meng Fu in person. She thought someone from Sheng Yu had told her about him, so he was not surprised that Meng Fu recognized him.
What surprised him now was that Meng Fu himself was far more beautiful than what he saw.
The person in charge was right when he said it last time. Meng Fu was indeed born for the stage.
"There is something wrong on the scene." Seeing Meng Fu himself, Director Mu took a deep breath and decided to go crazy and take a gamble. He looked at the people in the practice room, "Who is willing to change the scene with Meng Fu? order?"
Meng Fu naturally looked at Wu Yatong.
Upon hearing this, Wu Yatong stood up directly. She was a little calm and said, "Let's do it."
She was in the same group as Meng Fu, and they also sang the fire. There was no conflict between them at this time.
As soon as Meng Fu looked at her, Wu Yatong knew what Meng Fu meant. Although she had been prejudiced against Meng Fu before, in the past few weeks, she and Wei Jin had treated Meng Fu like the boss.
Although she didn't understand why Meng Fu asked her to advance, she understood as soon as Meng Fu looked at her.
Meng Fu wouldn't harm her anyway.
Before Director Mu nodded, another female voice appeared, "But, Wu Yatong, I'm not ready yet..."
It was Ding Liuyue who spoke. This time she was on a group stage, singing the song "The Fire" with Wu Yatong.
"Yes, Wu Yatong..." As soon as Ding Liuyue spoke, others also spoke.
"Not changing?" Meng Fu looked at the other people, crossed his arms over his chest, and smiled lazily.
Ding Liuyue pursed her lips and looked at her, her eyes filled with confusion. This was her last chance. She was currently ranked 45th. If she still couldn't make it this time, she would really be eliminated.
Meng Fu is behind Nan Qiu and in front of Ye Shuning. Why would she be willing to change the order of appearance with Meng Fu
Was he beaten up by Ye Shuning
In fact, after listening to Director Mu's words, Meng Fu probably knew what happened.
"Okay," Meng Fu turned sideways and faced the curtain. The lights in the background were dim. Her peach blossom eyes were clear and calm, and her voice was a little calm: "Director Mu, it's my turn."
"Are you sure you're going to go on stage like this..." Director Mu was stunned.
Meng Fu walked out the door, unpacking the microphone and walking out. When she reached the curtain, she paused, looked sideways at the director, and said in a slightly serious tone: "OK."
After saying that, she walked up the stairs without looking back.
Director Mu looked at Meng Fu's back and pursed his lips: "Why does she have to stop thinking about singing?"
"Actually, she can sing." Behind him, the person in charge shook his head and sighed, "If we give her enough time and professional teacher training, she may not be worse than Nan Qiu. You have to make so many mistakes. Why are you asking her to lip-sync..."
The person in charge really sighed. He had listened to Meng Fu's assessment and watched Meng Fu's performance. He had been working in the industry for so many years, so he naturally knew that Meng Fu had potential.
Now the audio track is broken, and Meng Fu is too aloof and can't lower his head.
"She sings..." Director Mu remembered that Tang Ze had said yesterday that Meng Fu could sing. He thought Tang Ze was joking, but when the person in charge said this, he was stunned.
"Tang Ze's manager said that her vocal range is wider than Tang Ze's. What do you think?" The person in charge glanced at Director Mu.
The person in charge didn't look good. He had been optimistic about Meng Fu early on. Even if Director Mu didn't believe it at first, now Sheng Yu is still messing around. This Sheng Yu is not flattering, but adding to the chaos, isn't it
"Forget it, go back to the stage and keep an eye on it."
After listening to this, Director Mu's head was buzzing.
The two returned to the director's room together.
In the broadcast room, the live page is playing on the big screen.
It was a live broadcast from Pear Channel, and there was a real-time barrage at the top of the screen. On the screen, all the stage lights dimmed.
The person in charge and Director Mu stood aside. The person in charge sighed and looked at the screen: "Hey, it's a pity that it was so popular this time."
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The solo stage is in the middle.
The fire is a burning song. The first two seconds of the song start with a low drum set.
"Boom" -
Following this sound, the first light on the left came on.
"Boom" -
A second light comes on.
Following this sound, the low sound of guitar also followed.
"Meng Fu!"
"Come on Meng Fu!"
This time there was finally Meng Fu's sign on the scene, and there were rare voices cheering for her.
All four instructors knew that there was something wrong with the audio track. Teacher Ouyang frowned. He held down the mic and said in a nervous voice, "What should we do now? Didn't Director Mu change the person?"
Wen Yu frowned and shook his head.
Xi Nancheng had already anticipated that the situation would get out of hand later. He pressed his hand on the table and was about to get up, preparing to go backstage to see Ye Shuning.
At this moment, the last big light came on, falling right on Meng Fu, who was wearing a red dress.
The camera also gave Meng Fu a close-up.
She wore dark makeup today, and the black eyeliner on her eyebrows outlined a lazy and seductive look. As the camera zoomed in, she suddenly raised her head.
"Boom" -
The last drum roll ends.
An ethereal voice intervened forcefully, "I'm not afraid, just sit here and do nothing..."
It's no joke that the fire is called a divine comedy.
Two lyrics, spanning two vocal ranges!
Every sentence is on the rhythm point, and the highest range reaches A4.
Director Mu, who was sitting in front of the screen, knocked over the cup in his hand, stood up in confusion, and stared at the screen.
Wait, isn't it... This TM made an A4 sound as soon as it started? ? ?
Xi Nancheng, who had already stood up, heard the sound. He paused and turned around suddenly while standing on the stairs. The big screen in the middle showed another close-up shot of Meng Fu. She was sitting on a prop swing made of iron chains and kicked. She was on the swing with her other foot hanging down. Under the light, her dark peach blossom eyes were facing the camera, and the laziness in her eyes was clearly revealed.