Chapter 28 People Like Me
When Xue Zhixian was singing, Yuan Hua had already got up and came to the front desk to wait.

I have to admit that Lao Xue is still very talented, his debut was the pinnacle, and he won the Golden Melody Award that many singers can't get in their lifetime.

Just relying on this serious snow, it has surpassed 80.00% of the singers.

It's not that Serious Xue Hang played 80.00% of the songs, but that he wrote the lyrics and composed the music for this song.

Most people in the music industry can sing but not write, but a person who can only sing but not write can only be called a singer. When professionals evaluate, they can at most give them a good voice.

After all, as long as the lyrics and music are well written, singing this song with another person can still become popular.

The translation is, no one can refuel in a straight line, and the machete overtaking is really awesome.

Of course, it doesn't mean that you are a real musician if you can write lyrics and compose music. As long as this thing rhymes, it will be a song. Students who stay in the training class for half a month can compose a few songs.

It is not a skill to be able to write, it is a skill to write well and be recognized by the market.

Xue Zhixian on the stage now has this kind of ability, because the serious Xue has become popular.

"Thank you!"

After singing, Xue Zhixian waved to the audience, and stepped off the stage without any remembrance. When passing by Yuan Hua, he smiled playfully, nodded and passed by without saying a word.

"Young people are still too aggressive." Yuan Hua shook his head and sighed.

Xue Zhixian is now in the prime of his life, and has not been severely beaten by the society. If I remember correctly, he seems to have been hidden in the snow in [-] or [-].

Yuan Hua didn't know the specific reason, but the gossip said he had offended the company's new boss.

When he was released in [-] and [-], Lao Xue matured a lot, put away his edge, and ushered in a second spring in his career.

Yuan Hua guessed that if he had understood this truth earlier, he would have become popular by now.

Be hidden in the snow for eight years, how many eight years can there be in life.

"After the sweet and serious snow, we welcome Yuan Hua to bring the song he wants to sing, people like me."

Hearing the host's announcement, Yuan Hua withdrew his mind, tidied his ears and strode onto the stage.

For singers, the back-to-ear is very important. The scene is noisy, and the singers can’t hear the music at all.

It was the first time for Yuan Hua to use earphones, and he was a little unaccustomed to it. Fortunately, he got used to it a lot during the rehearsal.

"My little brother is very handsome. With this height and body shape, it's a pity not to be an actor."

"Show this face and give him a vote if he sings well later."

"It looks like a human being, but I don't know how to sing well. Don't be a silver gun candle head."

In the actor industry, especially the actors who come out of majors, there are very few ugly ones. Generally, handsome men and women are beautiful. Yuan Hua's facial features are not a person who looks particularly handsome at first glance. He belongs to the attractive type (as long as he is not on BGM) , the more you look at it, the more flavorful it is, a bit similar to Leslie Cheung.

"Your classmate is suitable for acting as an actor." In the lounge, Cao Kefan smiled and chatted with Charlotte.

"classmate?"

Xue Zhixian, who had just entered the door, just felt his legs were a little soft.

Well, seeing that Xia Luo and Yuan Hua didn't talk much before, I thought they didn't know each other, but I didn't expect they were classmates.

This is all right, offended people!
If Charlotte blocks him, his career as a singer is at the end of his life.

"Yuan Hua was originally an actor." Leaning on the shoulder of the sofa, Charlotte joked, "I don't know how he got in, I've never heard him sing."

"You said he wouldn't be a good actor, what kind of song would he sing?" Charlotte took a sip from the teacup she brought.

Cao Kefan smiled awkwardly, but didn't dare to strike up a conversation.

He could tell that the relationship between Xia Luo and Yuan Hua didn't seem to be that good, that is, Xia Luo was famous, and the audience would only joke with him. If it was someone else, I'm afraid they would be labeled as a contemptuous person.

In the corner, Xue Zhixian heaved a sigh of relief.

people like me
Lyricist: Yuan Hua

Composer: Yuan Hua

Vocals: Yuan Hua

On the stage, the accompaniment sounded, and the title of the song Yuan Hua was about to sing appeared on the big screen.

"Pfft! Cough-cough-cough!"

Seeing Yuan Hua's name in a row, Xia Luo sprayed water on the spot, almost choking herself to death, and her first reaction was that Yuan Hua bought the song.

Doesn't he know how much Yuan Hua weighs? If you say that he is good at writing essays, he is good at writing songs?What a mess!
It wasn't just Charlotte who was shocked, Xue Zhixian, Chen Chen also looked like he had seen a ghost. They thought Yuan Hua was here to mess with the camera, but he didn't expect him to bring a song.

And he wrote the lyrics and composed the music himself.

"Hehe!" Xue Zhixian, who had calmed down, smiled, so what if he brought his own songs, he didn't believe that Yuan Hua, an amateur singer, could write better than him.

Serious Xue has won the Golden Melody Award.

"Good people like me"

"Should have lived a brilliant life"

"How did it last for more than 20 years?"

"Still floating in a sea of ​​people"

After the first few lines were sung, needles could be heard in the lounge, and everyone had a difficult expression.

Xue Zhixian's expression was serious: I missed something, there is something.

Chen Chen: Are you still a singer?
Charlotte: That's a hell of a lot of money!
Wang Feng said suspiciously: "What kind of expressions are you guys making, what are you making a fuss about, Yuan Hua is quite strong in the first place."

His rehearsal time was very close to that of Yuan Hua, and he came a few minutes earlier yesterday, just in time to hear Yuan Hua singing, so he was not surprised by the current situation at all.

"A smart person like me"

"Have already bid farewell to simplicity"

"Why do you still use a love?"

"To replace the scars"

"Confused people like me"

"People who seek like me"

"A mediocre person like me"

"How many people have you met?"

……

"I'll go, the singing is really nice, it's no worse than Xue Zhixian."

"This song is so pleasant to the ear. It's strange why there is such a feeling."

"It's as touching as it is telling a story, and I love that style."

Off the stage, before the song was finished, many audience members had already pressed the voting devices in their hands, planning to vote for Yuan Hua soon.

In the team lounge, Naying and Han Hong listened quietly. The two occasionally exchanged a few words, and Chen Chen next to him listened to their comments.

She is Yuan Hua's manager, and if Yuan Hua is eliminated, she will also be eliminated.

Although I have already prepared for a round of swimming, if I can swim a few more rounds, no one will refuse.

"The kid is really smart. I didn't expect him to sing narrative songs. This kind of song is catchy and the audience accepts it. It's a plus if he sings it well. At the same time, he also avoids his weak singing skills."

Naying pointed out Yuan Hua's cleverness when she opened her mouth. Ballad songs, as the name suggests, sound like they are telling stories. As long as the story is good, fans can easily listen to it.

At the same time, it does not require superb singing skills, because its selling point is the artistic conception of the lyrics, which quickly draws people into the picture.

"Amazing, the younger generation will be fearful." After Han Hong spoke, Chen Chen looked over nervously.

"This song has the meaning of a narrative song, but it is not a narrative song at all. A pure narrative song does not need so many soundtracks. It perfectly adds pop elements."

The narrative songs have a single tune, which is not difficult for professional singers like them. Anyone who knows some vocal skills can sing, such as exploring the clear water river, and pulling an instrument from the beginning to the right position.

I didn't use much music for the soundtrack of People Like Me, but I also used four or five kinds of music, among which the piano was the main tune, and the overall temperament was suddenly sublimated.

(End of this chapter)

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