Riding the wind of rebirth

Zhou Zhi also sighed with emotion: "Yeah, it's not a loss tonight, this is the level of the national team."

The two dancers on the stage performed "The Butterfly Lovers". Their dancing skills are very solid, and this dance is probably their specialty. They cooperate very well with each other, just like two butterflies dancing on the stage. The meaning of the lingering love between them is vividly expressed.

However, there are not many people who appreciate such a good dance. Most of the people in the audience are people who just danced a song, and they are busy drinking again. The audience is noisier than the stage, and almost no one pays attention to the exquisite dance.

"Can I offer a flower basket?" Zhou Zhi was eager to move.

Guan Tingting pulled Zhou Zhi back: "Don't mess around, if your colleagues do this, they will think you are sarcastic and offend others."

"That's really a pity..." Zhou Zhi felt sorry for the two, "What did the host say they were called just now?"

"I didn't pay attention." Guan Tingting said honestly: "But it's okay, they definitely won't just perform once and come back later, just pay attention next time."

Zhou Zhi thinks about it too, and blames himself for not paying attention to it before, it would be presumptuous to deliberately inquire now, so I can only save it for next time: "That's right, they might have to hurry up, let's talk about it next time."

In fact, the experience of the previous life told Zhou Zhi that at such a party, except for those who played roles, basically no one knew anyone.

All kinds of people come and go, as many as crucian carp crossing the river, and there are actually not many people who can remember their names.

Even if it can be remembered, it is just that everyone in the backstage of the industry is convinced and recognized as a master, and it is not well known to the public when it is out in the night show. After all, not everyone can be favored by the record company, and it is not anyone who is fancy. Everyone has a chance to make a record, and not everyone has a chance to become popular when a record is released.

This dance should be just a segment, about 5 minutes, and it was over soon. The two dancers bowed down to the audience.

The two dancers were not too disappointed. They probably got used to such a scene, and walked backstage after dancing.

Zhou Zhi and Guan Tingting applauded lightly to welcome them, and Zhou Zhi said respectfully, "The two teachers dance really well."

The female dancer smiled at Zhou Zhi and Guan Tingting: "You guys sing well too, newcomers?"

"Hmm." Zhou Zhi wanted to chat a few more words, but the models for the next underwear show lined up, blocking them, so they had to wave to each other to finish their greetings.

The dance teacher left the backstage, and the next lingerie show ushered in a wave of small climaxes, with flower baskets and bouquets being delivered continuously, which was very lively.

But after careful observation by Zhou Zhi, a model team of 800 members had a final income of more than [-] yuan, which was only a little more than Guan Tingting's total. Such a big event, the average person after the event was only a few tens of yuan.

Moreover, there is a tendency for bigwigs to present flowers. Some beauties get more, and some models don't have a bunch of flowers.

Zhou Zhi believes that in their team, there must be their own way of redistribution.

It's no wonder that singers are the kings of night shows. One person has one show, and a group of people has one show. The income gap is huge.

Soon Guan Tingting came on stage again, this time singing a folk song, "Little Back Basket".

Guan Tingting is young, so she is particularly suitable for singing this song. After two years of training by Tang Qi and other college teachers, she has formed an instinct to sing this song. Every breath and every note has been practiced individually.

Even if Guan Tingting sang this song two hundred times, and then randomly intercepted fragments and recombined it, it would sound almost the same as singing it once, and laymen would never be able to tell the difference.

This is the level that professional singers can achieve after training. But when they participate in competitions like the National Young Singers Grand Prix, if they fail to sing a single note in the competition, they will basically miss the finals. The competition is so cruel and fierce. .

In fact, almost every industry is similar. Many outsiders will make a mistake, that is, I can do what I do. This is the confidence brought by a complete ignorance of the industry, so there is a singer's famous saying later: "Interlacing Like a mountain, let me bless her."

With Zhou Zhi’s current level, she can barely be regarded as a half-professional, so for Hao Lai, she can always hear that Guan Tingting’s song must be a repertoire that her teacher specially created for her. After countless times of practice, every tiny flaw has been polished away That's it, all that's left is perfection.

Zhou Zhi understood Tang Qi's meaning again. The stage is different from the karaoke room, and there will always be interference. As a singer, it is nothing if you can be perfect in the karaoke room. You must get it on the stage. Being able to perform at the same level as in the karaoke room on the spot, that is ability.

This requires rich experience in stage handling and super field control ability.

For example, if a piano player breaks a string on the stage, he can continue to play; for example, inflammation of the tonsils leads to difficulty in vocalization, but he can sing a "smoky voice" with a different charm, making the audience think that this is a special arrangement. That's true patience.

Where is the best place to practice these things?The messy nightclub under the stage is undoubtedly the best training ground.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhi also feels lucky, all snakes bite people, but fortunately, I do this all as a hobby, if I really treat it as a profession, I'm afraid I'll have to peel off my skin if I don't die.

Guan Tingting's song obviously didn't get as many flower baskets and bouquets as the previous one. It can be seen that the audience still likes Teresa Teng more, but less like folk singing.

But it's not a lot, one flower basket and two bouquets, and the little girl received another 200 yuan.

Next came the midfield. The host came to the stage to hold a lucky draw to give away wine. Guan Tingting also made a guest appearance as a guest in charge of the lucky draw, which was very pleasing.

After the event, it was Zhou Zhi's turn to play, and the venue needed to be warmed up again, so the song arrangement was a rock song "I Hate Myself For Loving You".

This song is the real bombing scene, because it starts with great drum beats and electric bass guitar, and even the lights are turned on and flashed, mobilizing everyone's spirits.

The funniest thing is that after Zhou Zhi sang a round of "I Hate Myself For Loving You", everyone in the audience had already learned the tune of this line. A big chorus.

On stage and off stage, ghosts and wolves howled together, this scene really exploded.

Moreover, this is a "foreign-related hotel circle", and most people in the audience are knowledgeable. They may not be able to tell whether the dance is good or the singing is good or bad, but they understand the authenticity of English.

In particular, Zhou Zhi would shout a few lines during the intermission of the song: "Friends who came to the nightclub tonight, let's get up together!" ready—one!Two!Three!Go! I Hate Myself For Loving You—”

It happened that there were two foreigners in suits and leather shoes at a table under the stage. They were probably the ones who were brought over to receive a cooperation project with a Chinese company. I was more than happy to see Zhou Zhi’s performance. I immediately jumped up and followed Rock and Roll up.

All the foreign guests followed, and the comrades engaged in reception had to follow too. (end of this chapter)