My girl group exploded

Chapter 1769 The listener is the most ruthless
When Wen Yuan finished singing, she didn't cry on the verge of collapse on stage.

Wen Yuan was just a little dazed.

During the rehearsal, there was actually no projection at the end.Because the investment is indeed a bit high, and it is not easy to realize this technology on the rehearsal stage.

So Wen Yuan is just like the audience at the scene, she is actually seeing the projection for the first time.

When the projection appeared, Wen Yuan was startled.

Because it was so similar, at that moment she almost thought she had traveled through time.

What Zhou Yiyang reproduced through videos and photos is Wen Yuan when he was young.

When seeing "her", Wen Yuan was not only shocked, but also moved.

Although from the result theory point of view, her marriage was a failure.

But at least once, she was happy for a while.

Life is so long, with a lot of pain, and a period of happy years, it is worthwhile looking at it now.

When Wen Yuan sang this song, she did temporarily change her singing style.

During the rehearsal, she sang throughout the whole process, which was quite sad.

Like most bitter love songs, she almost sang during the rehearsal, while implying the audience to cry bitterly.

But on the eve of tonight's game, Wen Yuan realized that this was wrong.

She shouldn't be singing like this.

There are too many bitter love songs, but in this song, her love for the past is not all painful.

So she worked up the courage to make a change, and after the chorus, her voice was full of power.

Judging from the audience's feedback, Wen Yuan thinks she made the right bet.

At least she glanced at the audience, and there were really many audiences who couldn't help crying while listening to the song.

Wen Yuan was actually quite happy with this result.

She didn't expect that so many people would empathize with her.

This is the happiest time as a singer. Many people like to listen to the songs you sing, and they can empathize with you.

When she left the stage, she heard many voices of reluctance.

Wen Yuan was satisfied, even if she was eliminated today as the opening, she would not regret it.

At least she has been worthy of herself and handed in a satisfactory answer sheet.

When the singing was over, many audience members were obviously still immersed in the story just now.

They looked at the stage with sighs. What would they do if the past self appeared in the projection at this time!

Some boys seem to gain strength after listening to this song.

He clenched his fists and said softly:
"I've decided, I'll confess my love to the girl I like when I go back. Well, I'll sing this song when the time comes!"

He knew that he should not leave regrets for his youth.Even if he was rejected in the end, he at least tried.

Thinking of this, the boy is very grateful to Wen Yuan and creators like Zhou Yiyang.

Without them, it would be impossible for me to hear such a moving song tonight, and it would be impossible for him to make up his mind.

It is much more convenient for many viewers in front of the TV.

After they finished listening to the song, they almost picked up their phones at the same time.

They opened the address book, found the person they cared about, and finally mustered up the courage to click on their profile pictures.

This "Love Song" is indeed not a bitter love song.On the contrary, it gave many people a kind of magical power, the power to confess and fall in love.

If Wen Yuan knew all this, she would definitely be very happy.

Because the original intention of this song is not to express regret and miss.

"The response to this song is much better than we expected!"

Guan Fei glanced at the various messages in the background at this time, showing a surprised expression:

"I took a look at it and found that it was all good reviews."

"Well, I found out too." Zhou Yiyang laughed: "But I still think the order of appearances is not very good. If this song is the last one to appear, it should give everyone more impressions."

"But I think our stage has a lot of points," Bai Yangyu said at this time: "Although there are no such gorgeous special effects, they are just right. I believe many people will be very moved after watching it."

"A warm and tender love song," Guan Fei said in a low voice, "I think this music review is really accurate. Wen Yuan's singing tonight, I am particularly worried that she will be too excited and sing this song too loudly .”

"Fortunately, after listening to her singing now, I realized that she is really a very professional singer. She is completely restraining her emotions, and her singing quotient is also very high."

"It's much better than the rehearsal." Zhou Yiyang praised: "And to be honest, maybe she will sing this song in the future, and it will be difficult to have the effect of tonight. I can only say that today's song, her scene , should be the best version."

"The person behind her," Bai Yangyu laughed, "If it's also a slow song, then it would be too much of a disadvantage. Because the audience is still immersed in that emotion, there must be a fast song to let the stage get high."

At this time, the four of Yue Shao had already walked out of the room. As the singers who appeared on the third stage, they had to prepare backstage.

At this time Tang Yue sighed and said with a sigh:
"I really didn't expect Teacher Wen Yuan to sing this song so perfectly. No matter how I think about it, I can't find a better way to sing it."

Wang Xingrui nodded, she raised her head, feeling sorry for Wen Yuan in her heart.

Although everyone is saying that Wen Yuan is professional, can restrain emotions, and become a god.

But to her, Wang Xingrui felt sorry for Wen Yuan.She understood that when Wen Yuan sang this song, she needed to face the past.

That kind of pain is something that bystanders like them will never be able to empathize with.

Her forbearance was interpreted as professionalism.

As a singer, Wang Xingrui knows very well that the audience is actually ruthless.

Because they all find their own stories in your singing, but few people care about your stories.

But Wang Xingrui also understood that this was the result a singer expected.

They sing about their own pain, hoping to heal those who have experienced pain like themselves.

At that moment, Wang Xingrui laughed slowly.She suddenly felt that her understanding of love songs had suddenly improved.

"Hello?" Lin Xuan'er shook her hand in front of Wang Xingrui's eyes: "Ruirui, why are you in a daze?"

Wang Xingrui shook her head, then said in a low voice:

"No, I'm just very excited all of a sudden, and I can't wait to perform on stage."

"Look," Lin Xuan'er applauded for Wang Xingrui: "This is called professionalism, and we should all learn from her."

At this time, the second singer, Angela, had already stepped onto the stage.

She glanced at the audience whose tears hadn't been wiped away, and immediately felt a headache.

(End of this chapter)