Fan Qing and her partner came on stage, and the audience cheered again. Fans of the two of them stood at the bottom and cheered loudly, but Fan Qing pressed his lips to signal them to suppress them.
Judging from the appearance and appearance, at least they won.
Fan Qing laughed, bent down and said, "Thank you everyone."
The two looked at each other and smiled, with a silent understanding between them. Handsome men and beauties are a delight to the eye.
Then Fan Qing started and sang the first line.
The beautiful picture probably started to fall apart from here.
The tone is very flat.
Fan Qing's voice is both sweet and fresh. She is very good at controlling her voice and uses her performances to arouse the emotions of her fans. But she is not suitable for male songs like breaking the formation, which are based on blood and heroic spirit. First of all, the high notes cannot be reached.
This song was so shocking that they listened to it in the background and heard some cheers from the front, but the actual effect was still compromised. For the audience, the comparison between the two sides is completely different.
This gap starts from the first sentence.
Ji Zhiyi came out and showed off his guns, sweeping through thousands of troops. Fan Qing and his partner started to avoid Lu Qie from the first sentence, and predictably changed the style of the entire song later on.
The audience was still immersed in the afterglow of the previous performance. What they wanted to hear was something as heroic as Ji Zhiyi's, rather than this kind of feminine and bloody song. There was nothing wrong with that feeling.
It's like after a delicious meal, the fragrance lingers on your lips and teeth, but you feed me an extra mouthful of mediocre food. I will blame you for ruining my aftertaste.
The disappointment in everyone's expressions was obvious.
It's really depressing.
The hands they held together began to become wet with sweat.
During the accompaniment, there was no cheering, only some sporadic applause.
With the previous shouts that could be heard backstage as a comparison, it goes without saying that the two of them knew that their performance was difficult to convince the crowd.
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Fan Qing tightened her fingers on the microphone and took a step forward with her partner.
The light shone on her face, but the auditorium in front of her was plunged into darkness, making it difficult to see their faces clearly.
If he hadn't been singing this song behind Ji Zhiyi, he definitely wouldn't have ended up like this.
Fan Qing couldn't help but think that it would be great if he was in Gu Ruguang's group. The first group was actually not bad. Anyway, it's better than now.
But God knows, the new member who joins the third group was something they fought hard for! For this reason, I ran up and down several times to help approve the star qualifications. After all, the person in the third group, except Ji Zhiyi, is also the one who is least good at singing pop music among the several singers. In the original evaluation, these two people should be recognized as the weakest team.
#Newcomersgroupsinging is as good as the singers group# This topic is to promote her new single. Who would have known that this would turn out to be the darkest horse in the world, and in the end it would become the devil's choice, literally winging it and speeding around corners.
After the two sang carefully, a professional musician nodded and commented: "Today's new group is quite good. They are smarter and know how to replace the parts they are not good at by changing the composition. .Although the overall style of the song has been changed, it can be regarded as another more complete way of expression. I think this song is really difficult, and it is understandable to use this method."
A few more people commented later:
"If Teacher Ji hadn't just sung this song, to be honest, I don't think anyone would dare to sing the original song live. It's too difficult and too risky. And singers usually have work behind them. After you sing this song, You still have to rest to protect your throat.”
"They were just unlucky today. They were really unlucky. They met the worst reference point. But if we take away Teacher Ji and we judge this song again, it is actually quite remarkable. The three of them today Among the newcomers, this is probably the group with the highest degree of completion.”
Yes. It’s just a new group.
It seemed like a compliment, but in reality, there was an unbridgeable gap between them and Ji Zhiyi. Basically, he fully recognized Ji Zhiyi's identity as a singer.
Of course, that's true. Although the person being praised may not be willing to accept it.
Fans will also brag about the two's cooperation and appearance, while passers-by are relatively rude. The Internet was full of complaints for a while.
"Is this a broken formation? It sounds like a broken precept."
"Why are you so good? But I think you are right!"
"Today's three groups only let me know one thing. It turns out that there is really no barrier between singers and idols."
"Oh my God, every time I think the singers don't sing well, the newcomers will come and slap me in the face. So the question is, how realistic are the explosive singing voices on the show?"
The atmosphere in the store is also one-sided. From the time Fan and Qing sang halfway through, everyone was no longer in the mood to listen.
Inspired by this, they are passionately slaughtering their friends, taking pictures around Ji Zhiyi, and then uploading them to show off, saying that they are watching TV with Ji Zhiyi.
right! It’s that Ji Zhiyi who sings so beautifully!
I finally went out and met a celebrity~
A man in the same neighborhood turned out to be a star.
Ji Zhiyi~ His voice is so nice and he is also very friendly. We often eat together.
The host came on stage, walked to the two people, and interviewed them according to the script they had previously discussed.
"Our Qingqing is a very popular singer now. I think there are very few people in the world who don't like her. You see, she is so beautiful, she has such a temperament, she sings so well, and more importantly, she is so talented." The host. Yitong boasted, "Everyone knows that our Qingqing is a singer-songwriter, and she made her debut by singing her own songs."
Fan Qing smiled shyly: "No, thank you."
"Look, you're so humble! You can't be like me. If I were at your level, I would love to walk sideways with my arms akimbo every day." The host asked, "I heard that you are going to release a new song recently. Is this news accurate?"
Fan Qing said: "Yes, I have two singles that will be released to you soon. I hope you like them."
The host praised: "Qingqing is really young and promising."
The scene shifts to Ji Zhiyi's room.
After the host asked this question, the staff next to Ji Zhiyi asked: "How old is Teacher Ji this year?"
Ji Zhiyi said: "He is 25 years old. He is several years older than Fan Qing."
"You made your debut relatively late," the staff member said. "I think with your ability, if you wanted to become a singer, you should have become famous very early. Why hasn't there been any news yet?"
"I used to work behind the scenes, and not many people knew I could sing." Ji Zhiyi paused for a moment before continuing: "Actually, I came into contact with music very early. My mother is a music teacher, and my father is also half a singer. They both like it very much. I sing at home, so I have been learning. The reason why I like to create is because I like singing, and it is affected by various atmospheres."
The camera zoomed in a little closer.
The staff asked: "Then why did you become a behind-the-scenes person?"
"Because I have a relatively independent personality, I feel that I may not be used to the lifestyle of an artist. And I actually enjoy the creative process." Ji Zhiyi said, "I have been studying in the past few years and then working hard to write songs, so I am almost out of touch with the world. I was isolated. Later I still felt that it was best to sing by myself."
The staff asked out of curiosity: "Then why do I rarely hear the songs you wrote released? Did you use another pen name?"
Ji Zhiyi said solemnly: "I feel bad and I am never satisfied. I will keep revising the works I am not satisfied with. In fact, my current scraps can fill a room."
The people from the program team laughed and said, "Your scrap draft must be different from the scrap draft we imagined!"
Ji Zhiyi looked at the screen and smiled.
"So after seven years of sharpening a sword, is The Unreached Letter a work that you are satisfied with?" The staff member thought about it and hurriedly said, "Oh no, there is another song ahead."
Ji Zhiyi said: "No. The ancient song in front is my work seven years ago. "Unreached Letter" should be regarded as my fourth new song. Oh no, it is not a new song, but it has not been released. I am in good condition recently. Okay, I have revised a lot of songs. In the future, I will publish the old works that I revised and found to be acceptable one after another."
The staff member was pleasantly surprised and said: "Wow, fans of Mr. Ji are in luck! But you said that "Unreached Letter" is the fourth song, and there should be three more songs before it, right? Is this in order of release?"
"Yeah." Ji Zhiyi pointed at Fan Qing who was exiting the show on the screen and said, "I sold two songs to Hengxing Company, but I asked my friends to pass them over and there was no reply."
The staff member was stunned: "Aren't you a friend?"
"I didn't want to be a singer at that time and wanted to continue working behind the scenes, so I sold the song to Hengxing. But I waited for months and still didn't receive the result." Ji Zhiyi shrugged and said, "I hadn't opened a business in seven years at that time, so I just sold it to Hengxing. I was waiting to eat. I wanted to make money, so I went straight to singing."
Staff: "What's going on with those two songs? Have they been officially sold?"
Ji Zhiyi shook his head helplessly: "I can't tell you because of the agreement. I will tell everyone if there is news."
Staff: "I understand. I'm looking forward to your new work."
Originally, this session was used to promote Fan Qing's new song. She wanted to use the show to generate a wave of popularity so that her new songs could quickly appear on the music software charts after they were released, but after Ji Zhiyi's incident, everyone's attention was drawn away.
When it comes to listening to songs, Ji Zhiyi is obviously more attractive.
Can the level be at the same level
Even several old singers said one after another after hearing it: "Is this a new song by Teacher Ji? I must listen to it."
"I hope it can be released soon. Then I will choose Teacher Ji's new song in the next issue."
One male singer said with regret: "I really wish she could write a song for me too."
No one mentioned Fan Qing, and there were very few barrages.
Before Fan Qing watched TV, he never thought that he would be tricked so miserably by the program crew.
At ten o'clock, the program officially ends.
The little boss turned on the lights, turning on the soft blue light first.
Everyone rubbed their eyes and stood up, still unfinished.
Ji Zhiyi sat still.
All the diners applied one after another: "Boss, I want to listen to the broken formation just now again. Let's have a replay."
The little boss refused ruthlessly: "Go home and listen."
Everyone was reluctant to part with it: "We don't have speakers of this level at home."
The little boss brought a basin of water and put it on the table: "Let's go."
The comrades sighed with regret and came over to shake hands with Ji Zhiyi. With stars twinkling in their eyes, they asked cautiously: "Will you come here again in the future?"
Just when Zhang Fangfang wanted to say it was not certain, Ji Zhiyi already said: "Yes. You can also come over and sing."
"Oh!" Everyone cheered in surprise, and said, "Are you going to charge me for it? Our boss may not be able to afford it."
Ji Zhiyi: "No money. I'm not here to help the boss solicit customers. He is my friend."
Everyone left happily, feeling that the little boss' usual unscrupulous oppression was no longer so abominable.
Zhang Fangfang frowned and said, "That's not appropriate. You're selling your whereabouts to the paparazzi."
Ji Zhiyi: "It sounds like if I don't reveal my whereabouts, the paparazzi won't know where I am."
Zhang Fangfang: "..."
He was speechless.
As the number of people gradually decreased, the little boss turned on the big lights in the store so that the waiters could arrange the seats.
Zhang Fangfang raised his hand: "It's too late, I'll take you home."
The little boss suddenly interrupted: "Her home is upstairs."
Zhang Fangfang: "Then I'll send you up."
Ji Zhiyi wanted to say no.
The little boss shook the towel hard, grabbed it in his hand and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
Zhang Fangfang looked back displeased.
Ji Zhiyi stood up immediately, his tone revealing joy and satisfaction. It was obvious that he had been waiting for this sentence for a long time.
"What's there to eat?"
Zhang Fangfang said nervously: "Are you kidding? Are you still eating now? Aren't you afraid of getting fat? Public figures have to manage their figure!"
The little boss ignored him, turned around and asked, "Xiaohua, do you have any more chicken broth?"
The waiter ran into the kitchen and took a look, then came back and said, "Yes, boss. But there aren't many left."
She added schemingly: "The four of us are just right."
This is the purpose of her application to take the initiative to work overtime!
The little boss said "hmm".
He walked to the cooking table, took the apron and tied it on himself, then took the kitchen knife from the shelf and gestured with it in his hand.
That posture really resembles that of a worldly master.
Zhang Fangfang was secretly shocked.
What a man who knows how to show off! He seemed to be even more proficient in his movements than himself. What a waste it would be for him not to be involved in the entertainment industry!
Zhang Fangfang inquired: "Have you known him for a long time? Is this person reliable?"
Ji Zhiyi couldn't recall when this store was opened, but he just felt that it was a little long ago. So he said: "It's been a long time. Reliable. Honest man, don't bully him."
Zhang Fangfang touched his glasses with disdain.
It's true these days, honest people are willing to use everything to make trouble.
There was always the sound of chopping vegetables at the kitchen counter. Zhang Fangfang was communicating with relevant company personnel about the popularity of the program and Ji Zhiyi's later arrangements, and did not notice the passage of time at all.
When he raised his head, the little boss had already come over with a dinner plate and placed a small bowl in front of Ji Zhiyi: "Wensi tofu. It's easy for digestion."
Zhang Fangfang's first thought was that you were bluffing me, so he blurted out: "Can a small restaurant like this also make authentic Wensi tofu?"
The other three people in the store turned to look at him at the same time, with expressionless faces and piercing eyes. Full of threats.
Zhang Fangfang immediately broke out in a cold sweat. His sense of danger made him quickly give in. He lowered his head and said, "It is hidden in the city. No wonder it is different at first sight."
Several people sat down at a big table and gathered together to eat supper.
Zhang Fangfang doubtfully held the bowl in his hand and studied it.
The bowl is on the small side and the tofu inside is chopped very finely. The strong fragrance went up one after another.
It tasted it and was pleasantly surprised.
Wensi Tofu is just a bowl of soup, and the amount given by the little boss is small. Zhang Fangfang felt that he was gone after just two sips. This whetted his appetite, and there was nothing more.
At this time, the little boss asked: "Are you still hungry?"
Ji Zhiyi said: "No."
While watching the show, she ate a cake and drank a cup of milk tea. It feels right now. After wandering for another hour, I was ready to sleep.
The little boss nodded and bent down to put away the bowls and chopsticks.
Zhang Fangfang glanced at the table, licked his lips and said, "You know we have invested in a food show called..."
Little Boss: "Go slowly."
Zhang Fangfang: "..."
Fine.
After the show, the heat reached a terrifying level.
This is largely due to the fans of several newcomers. Because they cursed profusely, more passers-by learned about this program. In line with the mentality that fighting against fans is happiness, people who are not star-chasers clicked on the video one after another.
The first video is full of highlights, especially the dark horse Ji Zhiyi in this issue. All viewers who have watched the show can't help but stare at her.
Everyone went to the cloud to download the audio uploaded by the program team. After listening to it, they fell to the ground and screamed "God."
Ji Zhiyi became famous all over the Internet overnight.
Immediately after the topic #Watching TV with Ji Zhiyi# in the circle of friends was posted on social networking sites, netizens had to admit that they felt like lemons. They asked eight hundred times where the shop was, but no one involved was willing to tell them.
Netizens were crying and making friends everywhere, asking them to debut and become famous quickly so that they could show off along with them.
Take advantage of several hot searches in succession. The company uploaded a new song by Ji Zhiyi. Fan Qing also posted two new songs at the same time.
The sales of the three songs all surged in a short period of time, hitting the sales charts together.
Sister Tian happened to be up with her children, so she went up to listen to Fan Qing's song. It was confirmed that Xingxing had modified the song style and part of the score of Ji Jiyi's original song, and also changed all the lyrics. But when an expert hears it, they can still clearly identify that the two songs have the same origin.
Zhang Fangfang was woken up in the middle of the night. Although he was mentally prepared, he was still extremely angry after hearing the news. All the clothes are on, ready to go to the front line to fight for the artists.
Sister Tian thought for a while and then said: "Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow. No one is cooperating in the middle of the night. Let her be happy for one more night first. I'm going to bed."
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