Entertainment starts with variety shows

Chapter 393
"Wenwen, relax, take a few deep breaths, calm down, it will pass in a while."

Seeing Yu Wenwen's brows furrowed tightly and her guitar tightly squeezed, Wang Xiaomin went up to comfort her.

Although Yu Wenwen has had many stage performances since she was a child, but this time it was broadcast live on TV, watched by tens of millions of people, it is impossible to say that such a big scene is not nervous.

That is to say, Wang Xiaomin has experienced the big stage of the Spring Festival Gala several times, and the current China's strongest voice is a small scene for her.

"Thank you, I'm fine!" Yu Wenwen let out a sigh of relief and nodded slightly.

"Now let's look at the votes of netizens and mentors, who will stay between the two contestants."

Tan Qingqing and Fu Ying, the first two players, finished singing in less than 10 minutes, and the voting session began.

The number of votes cast by netizens will be converted into scores by the program group, and then multiplied by 60.00%, and the scores scored by the instructors will be multiplied by 40.00%, and the final score will be the sum of the two.

"Fang Jing, what's the minimum score we should score? Let's discuss it first." Yang Mi said with her head bowed.

There is an agency behind every player, and sometimes it is easy to offend people if the score is low.

If the score is higher without affecting the result, everyone will be able to face it.

"Eighty points!" Fang Jing said softly: "This is the minimum standard. If you sing well, you can score 95 points. If you sing very well, you can score [-] points. If it is higher, you can decide for yourself."

Everyone is here to make money, not to offend others.

The scores customized by Fang Jing are actually no different from the scores of the normal competition system. They do not affect the competition and are fair to everyone.

"Come on, please look at the big screen. After voting by the instructor and netizens, the scores of the two contestants are...Tan Qingqing 87, Fu Ying 92! Congratulations Fu Ying!!"

"yeah!!"

Hearing that her score was higher than Tan Weiwei's, Fu Ying almost jumped up in joy, and quickly calmed down after thinking that it was a live broadcast, but the uncontrollable smile on her face could not conceal her inner joy.

After this period, she is one of the top thirteen, one step closer to her dream.

"Next, number two Xu Zhibai and Yu Wenwen are invited to play!"

"It's your turn, come on!"

Patting Yu Wenwen on the shoulder, Wang Xiaomin encouraged her.

Through this period of getting along, she found that Yu Wenwen was very good in other respects except for being a little arrogant and indifferent.

At least they won't do one thing to the face and the other behind the back, and talk with honey and sword with belly.

People with this temper are difficult to approach, and it is difficult for ordinary people to get her approval, but once she recognizes you, she will be honest with you and treat you as a true friend.

"Yeah! I'll work hard!" Yu Wenwen pursed her lips and nodded without any expression on her face.

The first one to sing was Xu Zhibai, a graduate of the Magic City Conservatory of Music. He was a school girl when he was a student. He was often seen at school ceremonies and nearby bars, either singing or on the way to sing.

"Seniors are here, come on! Vote!"

"As an alumni, you must support."

"Xu Zhibai, formerly known as Xu Jiaojiao, thank you!"

"He looks like a dog. I saw this guy advertise in the school post bar a few days ago. Don't vote!"

"Nimma, the former president was a scumbag with a dark heart, please don't vote for him!"

"When I was studying, I was very good, and I got [-] to [-] yuan. I didn't expect to become a star. The entertainment industry is really shallow!"

Xu Zhibai looks talented, and looks sunny and handsome. Although there are many people who scold him, but with so many comments, they will soon be covered.

Talented in music, handsome, this is the first impression most girls have of him.

He sang Fang Jing's song, it's getting windy, at least he is a professional, and his singing skills are quite remarkable. With his image points, many people think that promotion is not a big problem.

To avoid suspicion of canvassing votes, the singer could not speak after singing, and Xu Zhibai stepped down after bowing.

Moving her knuckles, Yu Wenwen's hair tucked behind her ears, she smiled confidently, and took the stage with a guitar.

Today she's going to sing ballads!
Growing up abroad, no one here knows her, and there are no fans of her at the scene, so everything can only be done by myself.

The staff moved a chair, adjusted the height of the microphone, Yu Wenwen put on the headphones, tried the position and nodded slightly.

"Not pretty, bad review!"

"This girl is a bit contrived, there are so many things."

"I don't know him, I came to see Fang Jing."

"Hurry up and make the next one, where's Timo?"

Concentrated, Yu Wenwen plucked the strings, she didn't have background music, she played and sang by herself, she was so confident!Sing whatever she likes, this is her understanding of music.

"Lend Me Ten Years"

"Borrow the bravery of my exile"

"Lend me a vow that I can speak"

"Lend me lonely as first time seeing"

"Lend me the fresh life that is not afraid of being crushed"

"Let me be fierce and reckless and not ask about tomorrow"

The prelude passed, and Yu Wenwen opened her mouth, borrowing time, bravery, vows, and seeing the past...

This is a confession that seems brave but full of regrets. The past is like smoke, and the attachments and dreams of the past have long been erased.

The barrage paused for a few seconds, only a few sentences were scattered, and a few seconds later, it hit like a raging tide.

"I'm going, it sounds so good!"

"The tears are low, I'm crying!"

"woo woo woo woo!"

"Who knows the name of this young lady? I want all her information in one minute."

"This strength, this strumming, this a cappella, completely outshine Xu Zhibai a few blocks ahead."

"If Fang Jing lets her be eliminated, I will lose my fan."

For me, this is the name of the song, a niche song, Yu Wenwen is not the original singer, many people have never heard of it before she spoke.

The original singer is Xie Chunhua, Xie Chunhua without Xie Chunhua, a very good folk singer.

After the six borrows were sung, when the audience thought they were getting to the point, Yu Wenwen kept plucking the strings with her fine fingers.

"Lend me a beam of light to brighten the darkness"

"Let me smile bright like spring"

"Lend me to kill mediocre feelings"

"By the pathos and cries of my indulgence"

"Lend my heart pounding as before"

"Lend me a comfortable morning and evening"

……

Borrow a beam of light, borrow a smile, borrow feelings, borrow a cry, borrow a heartbeat...

Twelve times in a row, this is the touching part of this song. With Yu Wenwen's slightly hoarse voice, the audience's emotions are completely aroused.

"Fang Jing, your team is a bit strong!" Yang Mi whispered.

Xu Zhibai is in her first team, and she also hopes that her players can advance to the next level, so that she will have a bright face, but the current situation is not optimistic.

Although Yang Mi doesn't know much about music, she can still tell whether it's good or bad. After learning it, Xu Zhibai is obviously still in the stage of imitation, trying to get closer to Fang Jing.

And Yu Wenwen, a girl already has her own typhoon, calm and elegant, immersed in her own world, pouring out and expressing her emotions.

Those who are moving, don't care about love!

Once you use your heart, even an ordinary song can touch your heart, a guitar, a story, and a person!

Fang Jing nodded, "She is indeed very strong. In terms of basic skills, few of the dozens of contestants can compare with her. She just doesn't fit in and has a bit of a proud personality!"

"Is that a pass or a pass?"

"Of course, being proud or not is her business, what we are listening to is music!"

(End of this chapter)