I really don't want to be red

Chapter 1280 Story Song

It's not hard to make a song popular.

The difficult thing is to sing red in the eyes of so many people.

An Ran shows that he is well versed in this, whether it is the sound line or the timbre, it is just right.

At this time, Tianzuo saw that everyone's emotions were being biased by An Ran, and he was obviously very unconvinced.

"Humph", "No matter how good you are, I'm still number one in online voting..."

It doesn't matter if the song is good or not, as long as I have a lot of fans.

On the other hand, Li Yanbin was surprised.

The self-confidence that was originally full collapsed a little bit in An Ran's singing.

Lin Bei squinted his eyes, listened to An Ran's singing, and sighed after a long while, "We can't compare to him."

Although Li Yanbin feels that he is not as good as An Ran, his self-confidence has not yet completely collapsed.

"The song is good, but it's too straightforward, without aftertaste, it's just a story!"

Speaking of this, he paused, and his face suddenly became proud, "As for singing, it's too ordinary, and the technique is too far behind me. As for the treble, it's far behind, there's no such thing as treble and shifting brilliant technique.”

Lin Bei looked at Li Yanbin, took a sip of tea, and shook his head slightly, "Singing doesn't have to be a show off all the time!"

Li Yanbin said: "How to say?"

Lin Beidao: "The most powerful part of An Ran is precisely his singing skills."

"Ok?"

As a top student who graduated from the Berklee Conservatory of Music, Li Yanbin is most confident in his singing skills and understanding of music.

He thought he was better than An Ran in these two aspects, and Lin Bei said so, which made him very unconvinced.

Lin Beidao: "His song doesn't have any skills, but it is actually the most powerful technique!"

"???"

Now Li Yanbin didn't understand at all.

What the hell are you telling me, "There are tricks to win without tricks"?This is not a martial arts novel.

Seeing that he still didn't understand, Lin Bei felt a bit of contempt for this talented student.

Apply what you have learned!
You can't be a fart in the entertainment industry. There are more than one top students in Berkeley in the entertainment industry. How many can be mixed?

He said seriously: "You are holding such an arrogant attitude, let alone defeating An Ran, you won't be able to survive in the entertainment industry."

Li Yanbin was not convinced, but he dared not speak out.

But the meaning on your face is obvious, you can't tell me how to convince me.

Lin Bei was unhappy, if the boss didn't like you, I really wouldn't want to talk to you.

A rookie, who hasn't made his debut yet, is so arrogant.

He even planned a plan to step on someone to make his debut with others, and forget about the others, and now it's on An Ran.

At that time, he felt that if the two of them cooperated, they would have a chance to challenge An Ran.

But as soon as this song came out, he immediately knew that he was too naive.

The two of them are added up and multiplied by 2, and they are not this opponent.

I already have the meaning of admiration in my heart, and I want to make friends with the hottest king in Xiazhou in recent years.

It is really not a fluke that someone can achieve the position of Heavenly King.

But this kid... still looks unconvinced, what qualifications do you have to challenge him.

With the attitude of educating the younger generation, Lin Beidao: "The most powerful thing about An Ran is that he knows how to sing a song. This song is a story song, and there is no need to show off any skills."

"Listen to this song carefully. Is it suitable for soaring and shifting notes?" Lin Bei almost tugged at his ear and said, "Too many techniques will destroy the storyline of this song."

"His singing, his accompaniment, including his current voice, all seem to be telling a story!"

"This is the highest state of singing!"

"Singing a song like telling a story is the most commendable thing."

Li Yanbin was stunned when he heard it, what does it mean to "sing like a story"?What you said is a bit unfathomable.

Seeing Li Yanbin's bewildered expression, Lin Bei shook his head and said, "You still need to exercise. When you go back this time, calm down and improve yourself!"

"If you can't transform your knowledge, you won't have a great future in the entertainment industry in this life!"

This is already very serious.

After all, Li Yanbin was young, and his complexion became ugly.

Lin Bei sighed, his harsh words might leave a bad impression on Li Yanbin.

But he didn't care, but he still said to Li Yanbin when he sat on the boss's request: "Xiao Li, let me give you a suggestion, it's up to you to listen to it or not!"

Li Yanbin nodded with a sullen face.

Lin Beidao: "This song is over, you admit defeat, be magnanimous, even if you can't step on him to debut, you can still follow him to debut, An Ran is a top producer, losing to him is also a kind of pride!"

"To be honest, he has no rivals in today's music scene."

Li Yanbin didn't speak or nod, as if he was considering Lin Bei's suggestion.

Lin Bei sighed inwardly, there was only so much he could say and do, it was up to Li Yanbin whether he would listen or not.

With An Ran's status and talent, An Ran will definitely win this competition, no need to think about it.

My own and Li Yanbin's songs are far behind other people's songs.

Even if they vote online, they can beat An Ran, but Boss Wang is not a fool.

100% The final choice is An Ran's two songs.

Although the second song was not sung, do you still have to doubt it?

It must be the song that kills them in seconds.

This is a song with vitality and its uniqueness. At the same time, this song is also compatible with the senses and aesthetics of the public, which is much better than the songs they wrote temporarily.

Soon, An Ran's song came to an end.

The weeping singing sound floated in the hall.

Gu Qingyin's eyes were red from crying at this time, and Li Xinying was also wiping away her tears.

This song is simply a tearjerker.

An Ran's voice was slightly high-pitched, as if she was venting her depression and sadness.

"There is another camel bell ringing outside the yurt"

"I know it must not be you"

"No one else can sing as beautifully as you do"

"There is no more beautiful girl that I will never forget..."

All the depression accumulated in his chest suddenly rushed out of his chest.

Many people shed tears silently, watching An Ran on the stage.

In front of me is a lonely shadow, walking on the grassland of Keketuohai, gradually drifting away... gradually fading away...

But after the last note fell, everyone was still sitting and listening to the accompaniment.

The accompaniment is the sound of a rapid dombra playing.

Quickly with a jumping string sound, it was like tears from a broken thread hitting the ground, splashing countless sorrows.

Song ends.

No one spoke in the hall, and everyone had different expressions, as if they were all intoxicated by this poignant and fascinating story.

What An Ran sang was not only a song, but also a story, a scene...

After more than ten seconds, An Ran breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed her red eye sockets.

Facing the bottom, bow deeply...

Suddenly, there was a storm of applause in the hall.

(End of this chapter)