Let you participate in a variety show, how can you become a working emperor?

Chapter 5 Kill the old fairy! (Seek to follow up)

The stage of Guan Xiaoyao and Huo Shang is over, and Ji Bolei will be on the 12th stage next.

In the waiting room, this guy was very nervous. Before he came to the stage, he said "God bless the Jade Emperor, I am merciful, I must advance." Then he trotted up with his guitar on his back. From behind, he could see that there were obvious signs of wear between the guitar on his back and the washed-white khaki overalls.

on the stage.

"Hello to all the tutors, the audience and the national producers. I am Ji Bolei, a folk singer. Today I bring you a song "Earth" written and composed by myself."

After finishing speaking, Ji Bolei cleared his throat, plucked the guitar with his fingers and began to sing.

"In that vast land,
I saw hope that the grassland stretches to the end of the world,
The mountains and rivers are constantly moving,
The earth caresses my steps,

Warm power surges. "

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A song ends.

Liu Qing, who was born as a rock singer, applauded first, and there was also a burst of sparse applause on the stage that accommodated 2000 people.

Folk songs in this world have not been popular yet, but many people have gradually accepted this kind of music theme that wanders in reality.

However, when it was Jiang Yuchen's turn, she frowned slightly, with a trace of familiar pickiness and dissatisfaction in her eyes, and said slowly, "As for the professional comments on songs, the previous three instructors have already said the same thing, so I'll just ask a question about clothing and stage."

Jiang Yuchen raised his hands and made some exaggerated gestures at Ji Bolei's washed white overalls, "If you don't tell me, I will think you are a laid-off migrant worker with your outfit. Wait a minute, are you really here to participate in the draft? Do you respect this stage?"

With such sharp words, there was an uproar at the scene, and the barrage in the live broadcast room was frantically swiping.

"What do you mean? Do you look down on migrant workers?"

"This old woman's mouth is really poisonous!"

"You guys are sick, who is to blame for him dressing like this?"

"That's right! My sister is so blunt!"

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In the instructor's seat, Zhang Hanhan next to him saw that Ji Bolei was at a loss for being ridiculed, so he couldn't help smoothing things over and said with a smile, "Sister Chen is almost there. Maybe this contestant's dress is to fit the typhoon of folk songs. I think it's actually okay."

"Okay, then let's talk about this song."

Jiang Yuchen leaned back on the back of the chair, put his arms around his chest, raised his eyelids and said, "Although our stage encourages original songs, do you think these songs have improved compared to the previous ones? The ocean, farmland, this time is the earth, what will be the next time? Crops? Folk songs are folk songs instead of farming."

"If you are really exhausted, then I suggest you learn from Mei Feng. If you have to give up, give up the original songs. Choose some existing popular songs, maybe you can perform better on stage."

Hearing Jiang Yuchen's mocking words, there was a burst of low laughter at the scene, and the barrage in the live broadcast room rolled again.

"What's going on? Isn't Mei Feng still on stage?"

"If the songs of the program group should have been reported several days in advance, it is estimated that Mei Feng's stage today is not an original song."

"I'm dying of laughter. Yes, the first few performances of the next man were all Miss Ceng's original performances."

"Let's just say, now that the young lady is out of the sea of ​​suffering, where did he get the original song?"

"It deserves it! Haha, suddenly I'm looking forward to his performance today."

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On the stage, Ji Bolei tried to stay calm when he heard Jiang Yuchen's sarcasm.

He stood up straight, took a deep breath, stared into the teacher's eyes and said, "Thank you for your comments and suggestions, but my folk songs are my dream. I will continue to go on this stage in this form, no matter how far I can go, thank you to every friend who supports me."

Jiang Yuchen sneered when she heard the words, and lowered her eyelids. With her status, there was no need to compete with a 38-line folk singer.

After Ji Bolei stepped down, the scene was quiet for a while.

The order of the contestants on stage was announced in advance, so many people knew that the next one to appear on the stage was "Mei Feng", the topical character of the past two days. He changed from a two-person stage to a solo stage, and he couldn't get along anymore because he couldn't speak clearly. Today's stage is tantamount to a public execution for him.

In the backstage waiting room, Huo Shang's mouth slowly curled up into a smile.

In fact, except for Ji Bolei who just stepped down and was a little worried about his friends, most of the singer trainees in the waiting room showed a look of fun in their eyes.

Their peers are enemies, not to mention that Mei Feng can still give them a final elimination spot today.

On the stage, Mei Feng appeared.

It's just that the expression on his face was a little strangely relaxed.

tutor seat,
Liu Qing was the first to ask:

"What song did you prepare for us today?"

Unexpectedly, Mei Feng didn't answer immediately, just stood quietly on the stage like that.

Today, he is wearing a black turtleneck sweater, which fits closely to his slender figure. He has a handsome face, clear and three-dimensional facial features, slightly raised slender eyebrows, slightly upturned lips, revealing an inexplicable confidence and charm all over his body.

this moment,
under stage lights,
Nvwa's amazing skills and handsomeness amaze all living beings.

Even Guan Xiaoyao in the backstage waiting room couldn't help but roll her eyes, as if she was slightly absent-minded.

But the main reason for her loss of mind was that Mei Feng was always humble to the point of dust by her side, even if she was with her on the stage, she had never seen him show his sharpness.

such a handsome man
Isn't it such a pity to just throw it away?

No, no!
Guan Xiaoyao suddenly remembered the family background that Mei Feng had revealed to her, and her face finally returned to normal, and her heart suddenly became firm in her choice.

Girls mature earlier than boys, and when they reach a certain age, they know exactly what they want.

What she wanted, Mei Feng couldn't give it in his life.

Being handsome can't be eaten as a meal.

And just when everyone was slightly absent-minded, Mei Feng, who had been silent for a long time and attracted the attention of the audience, suddenly said, "Hello everyone, I reported the song "Back Back" by Teacher Chen Yijie before, but today I want to apply for a temporary replacement and bring you an original song of mine."

There is no way, the song for this round of stage was reported by the predecessor, Mei Feng just got the blind box reward from the system yesterday, so he had to change the song on the spot.

Original song?

As soon as this remark came out, the scene suddenly fell into a weirder silence than before.

Dude, you are as handsome as you are handsome, at least be sober!

In the previous promotion, you were all paddling on the original stage of women, and now everyone is climbing another branch. Can you really get this original song on the stage by yourself?

In the instructor's seat.

Several instructors also looked at each other in blank dismay after hearing the words.

"Change the song temporarily?" Liu Qing asked.

"It's allowed in the rules." Zhang Hanhan.

There is no way, these days the entertainment industry often explodes, and top stars can change their careers to step on the sewing machine.

The song you reported a few days ago may be "unsingable" on the day you go on stage, so you have to change the song.

So it is allowed according to the program rules.

"Original song? Are you ready?" Jiang Yuchen asked lightly.

"The melody is in my head." Mei Feng smiled, "It takes some time to fill in the words."

"Writing lyrics on the spot?" Jiang Yuchen was stunned.

The others were also surprised!
"Probably." Mei Feng said.

"Since the rules allow it, we can change the order of appearances so that the singers behind will appear first, but at most one hour." Jiang Yuchen said coldly, "We don't have much time to wait."

Mei Feng smiled.

"It's okay, one hour is enough."

The players behind got on first, and it was almost an hour when it was his turn, so we didn't waste everyone's time.

In fact, the song is in Mei Feng's mind, if he is not afraid of shocking the world, he can even say it shorter.

Singer creation is different from others. The inspiration and melody accumulates in the mind over time, and it only explodes in a flash. Jay Chou, who was at the peak of his previous life, could help someone write a song "Dear, That's Not Love" in 10 minutes.

But the first installation ratio should be moderate,

Mei Feng decided to stop there.

But even so, Jiang Yuchen was stunned when he heard this, and frowned at Mei Feng on the stage.

She suddenly sneered, looked left and right, raised her eyebrows and shrugged, "Our tutor will not deliberately make things difficult for others, but the stage time is indeed limited. By the way, Mr. Chen, can you perfect a song in an hour?"

Chen Yijie is a well-known singer-songwriter in the Chinese music scene. In his early years, he produced many masterpieces and was as prolific as a sow.

It was only in recent years that I have fallen into a bottleneck, and I have started to take part in commercial performances and participate in some music variety shows.

Hearing this, Chen Yijie shook his head with a smile and said, "Composing music is actually relatively easy. The melodies are interlinked. In the past, it was easy to come up with some inspiration when composing other songs. You just need to catch it and recombine it. The difficulty is writing lyrics."

"It took me about half a day to write the lyrics for "Backward". If it takes an hour, I have written some works that have not been officially released, but the quality cannot be guaranteed. After a good song is completed, it takes time to polish it."

"Okay! You don't need to say it!"

Jiang Yuchen interrupted suddenly, which immediately made Chen Yijie, who wanted to share his creative experience, look ugly.

At this time, she seemed to completely regard herself as the person in charge here. She turned her head and folded her hands in front of her chest, looked down at Mei Feng and said coldly, "Did you hear what Mr. Chen said? If you insist on changing the song, then create it on the spot for an hour as you said. If it doesn't work, then I'm sorry."

"Why not?"

Mei Feng interrupted again, his eyes bright and clear.

Hearing that Mei Feng dared to challenge his mentor!

It's so loud!
There was a low cry at the scene.

Jiang Yuchen was stunned for a moment, as if she hadn't expected that Mei Feng would dare to challenge herself in public.

Head iron, right?

Backstage, Chief Director Tai Ya couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he saw this.

Mei Feng made such a move on the stage, which was considered a live broadcast accident in serious terms, and the female assistant next to her immediately said anxiously, "Director, do you want to call to stop it?"

"Why did you stop?" Tai Ya asked suddenly.

"Huh?" The female assistant was confused.

"How has the ratings of our programs increased recently?" Tai Ya asked.

"Uh, it's slow." The female assistant said.

"Then do you think this episode [Students challenge the instructor, one-hour on-site creation] will be more attractive?" Tai Ya narrowed her eyes slightly.

"In case it is smashed."

"Isn't it attractive if you smash it?"

Ah this?

The female assistant lost her mind for a while.

Marketing can be regarded as letting you understand.

"It's show time."

"Aren't there many people behind, move him to the last one."

"Is that okay?"

"why not?"

Soon, the venue director of the stage received the notification and immediately started scheduling.

Mei Feng stepped down, and the players in the back row came on stage in turn.

An hour is not long.

However, at this time, for the audience off the court, they felt like they were scratching their hearts, wishing to pull Mei Feng up immediately.

Backstage waiting room.

Huo Shang glanced at Mei Feng who was composing a tune in the corner with a blank piece of paper after returning, and couldn't help but sneered in his heart.

snort!
bluff.

Guan Xiaoyao wanted to persuade Mei Feng to give up, but she was laughed at in vain when she put out a song that she made up for an hour, and if she failed, she might even become someone else's talk and joke.

It's better to step down with dignity, just like they "break up".

However, looking at Mei Feng's lowered head and focused expression at this moment, Guan Xiaoyao suddenly felt that the other party was very strange, and the words seemed to be stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say anything.

An hour passed in a blink of an eye.

Before taking the stage again, Mei Feng handed the score to the band teacher on the spot. The band teacher sitting next to the piano was a little careless at first, but his eyes widened after he read it carefully.

At this time, Mei Feng had returned to the stage again, holding the guitar borrowed from Ji Bolei in his hand.

On the instructor's seat, Jiang Yuchen leaned back slightly, with a trace of disdain on his well-groomed face, he seemed to have stabilized his aura, and did not continue to compete with Mei Feng.

Just wait to see the joke.

That's right, anyway, it wasn't her who made a fool of herself next.

Chen Yijie looked at Mei Feng on the stage and said with relief, "Don't be nervous, show it boldly, and we will evaluate it objectively. To be honest, one hour is still too much for live creation."

Hearing this, Jiang Yuchen was a little upset, and frowned, "It's not that we force him, there is a saying that asks for trouble, young people will not listen to the advice of us old seniors."

Ding-!
At this time, the ethereal voice that the system was familiar with suddenly sounded in Mei Feng's mind.

[Trigger a random task: Anger against the old fairy]

[Mission description: Tolerance is the cultivation of self-cultivation. If you have to keep your head down, then raise your head, straighten your waist, and use any means to overwhelm her]

[Task Reward: Random]

[Random missions have no mandatory requirements, there will be no punishment if you give up, and unexpected surprises when you complete them]

Grass!
Give up the hammer!
accept!

Mei Feng heard the other party's yin and yang weirdness again and again, and the clay bodhisattva was still a little bit angry, and he felt a shock in his heart.

In my previous life, I never tried to persuade you to pick ten in a bar. How can you, an old fairy, bully me in this life?
"Are you ready?"

Liu Qing, who was in the tutor's seat, asked, "What song will you bring us?"

"Yeah." Mei Feng nodded, suddenly smiled slightly, and fiddled with the guitar in his hand, "But just before composing this song, I had a feeling in my heart, and I even got a song, I want to ask my instructors to correct it first."

"What? You said that when you just wrote...you got another song by chance?" Liu Qing was a little surprised.

Buy one get one free for an hour?

The audience in the audience also whispered to each other.

Chen Yijie next to him was also very surprised when he heard it, but he nodded, "It's like this. Sometimes when we write songs and devote ourselves to the high-speed operation of the brain, there will be a sudden 'boom', and one or two pieces of such inspiration will emerge. But generally they are very vague."

"Don't you need an accompaniment?" Liu Qing turned around and asked.

Mei Feng smiled and raised the guitar in his hand as a gesture.

"Let's go for a while then."

Liu Qing leaned back and crossed his hands, showing interest.

Jiang Yuchen had a dissatisfied expression on his face, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were cold, but he didn't say much—Liu Qing and she were both academic singers, but their status in the circle was much higher than her.

The scene suddenly fell silent.

On the stage, Mei Feng fiddled with the guitar, his lips approached the microphone, and a light and playful whistle sounded suddenly accompanied by the melodious guitar sound.

The next second, Mei Feng opened his mouth with a brisk rap, inexplicably lazily indifferent.

"There is always a group of people who like to ask questions when they speak."

"Born cowardly and evil, with bitterness as humor"

"There are many people like this in the world, and they think they are weird"

"Always take yourself as a role model, and it is wrong to be different from him."

Eh!This song!
Everyone in the instructor's seat and the audience at the scene were stunned.

Everyone's first reaction was that the melody and rhythm of this lyrics is quite brisk and catchy. It belongs to the kind of song that is easy to sing, but carefully read the lyrics.

This seems to be cursing!

Who do you scold?
On the instructor's seat, Jiang Yuchen's face turned red almost visible to the naked eye.

On the stage, Mei Feng was still playing and singing devotedly.

"Actually, I want to tell you, don't go out on cloudy and rainy days"

"If God had eyes, the first one would chop you off"

"Actually, I want to tell you to pay more attention to your body."

"You are immoral and you don't maintain your health. It will be a problem to live until next year."

Another brisk and playful whistle followed.

"There is always a group of people who always like to stretch their hands out."

"I can't get used to this and that, and I'm spitting while eating rice"

"."

"Actually, I want to tell you, not because you are reasonable"

"Others don't argue with you because they don't want to be stupid"

"Actually, I want to tell you, take a look at yourself when you have time"

"."

After the song was sung here, countless audiences at the scene and in the live broadcast room knew who Mei Feng was pissing off no matter how stupid they were. For a moment, countless eyes turned to Jiang Yuchen who was in the mentor's seat.

At the instructor's seat, Liu Qing knew that he was careless, so he couldn't help but retreat with a tactic.

This kid said he was singing indiscriminately!
This is not singing indiscriminately!

This is obviously prepared.

Chen Yijie, who has an unrestrained personality and loves to be funny, is lying on the table tightly, clasping the edge of the table with his hands, burying his head in his elbows, and seems to be trying very hard to hold back a smile.

As for the rightful master, Jiang Yuchen.

The old fairy's face, which was originally delicately made up today, has now turned into a pig color, her breathing is gradually getting heavier, and she looks as if she is about to jump up and run away at any time.

At the same time, many viewers who have long been uncomfortable with Jiang Yuchen's harsh and sarcasm players, especially the players who have been sarcasm by Jiang Yuchen in the backstage waiting room.

At this moment, I just felt like I drank a bottle of iced Coke on a hot summer day with dry mouth and tongue, and felt an indescribable refreshment all over my body!
So pissed off!

In fact, this song is a game made by Mao Buyi, a talented musician in his previous life, before his debut. The lyrics and tune are very pleasant and catchy, and the singing is extremely popular.

Because Mao Dangdang only sang "Damn People" in Internet software bars, without official publication, and without copyright protection, it can be regarded as "a ditty in his hometown", so Mei Feng remembered it all at once.

A moment later, just as Mei Feng finished singing the song, Jiang Yuchen stood up from the chair in a "Duang" manner.

She slammed the microphone on the table with a bang, stood up and pointed at the stage, trembling with anger.

"Boring! Vulgar! Absolutely vulgar!"

"He didn't intend to sing, no, he can't even utter a word, what kind of song can this kind of person sing? Ah?! This kind of person should be eliminated directly!" The old fairy who lost control of her emotions completely broke her defenses.

"Sister! Sister, calm down." Zhang Hanhan, the little queen next to her, hurriedly got up and patted her back.

Seeing this, Mei Feng smiled lightly.

Lies don't hurt, truth is the knife.

Mei Feng didn't name anyone in this song.

Why are the three mentors next to him like nothing else, and Chen Yijie, who is lying on the table, has even changed from snickering to maniacal laughter?It's because Jiang Yuchen, an old fairy, knows what immoral things she usually does, and she has obviously taken her seat.

Ding-!
The mechanical and ethereal voice of the system came back to Mei Feng's mind again.

[Congratulations to the host for completing the random task and successfully breaking the old fairy's defense]

[Task Reward: Skill Blind Box X1]

【Whether to open】

Open it for grandpa!

Mei Feng took advantage of the heat without hesitation.

Accompanied by Mei Feng's determination, a golden light seemed to flash in his mind.

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the D-level traditional martial arts skill - Bajiquan]

[Reward description: The meaning of martial arts lies in strengthening the body, in enabling Silbi to talk to you calmly. On the road of life, when you meet a Buddha, offer incense, or meet a thief, draw your sword, and punch away with one punch, so as not to avoid a hundred punches]

Traditional martial arts?

Mei Feng froze for a moment.

Suddenly, he felt numb all over his body, and there were many more muscle memory movements out of thin air, and a piece of theoretical knowledge of Bajiquan appeared in his mind, and a skill emerged from the knowledge skills on the system panel.

[Martial Arts Skill - Bajiquan: D (0/30)]

At this time, Jiang Yuchen, who was sitting on the instructor's seat with his hands on his hips, stared at Mei Feng and said, "I don't want to talk nonsense with you. I think you are wasting the time of our show. I will ask you, do you have an original song with black sweaters as the element? If not, get the hell out of here."

Mei Feng smiled when he heard this, and really didn't talk nonsense with her, but just nodded to the piano teacher of the band.

The stage lights suddenly went out!

Only one beam of light was turned on, and Mei Feng stood in the light, the black sweater on his body reflected a little light from the pilling area, and his whole body exuded an inexplicable sadness and melancholy.

Seemingly infected by this emotion, the scene suddenly became quiet.

In the instructor's seat,

The fun guy Chen Yijie suddenly stopped laughing.

He looked at Mei Feng on the stage with a hint of surprise on his face, he was familiar with this scene as he often gave concerts.

Good guy!
Emotional release!

The stage is very contagious!

Why did this kid suddenly become enlightened?

At the same time, on the stage, Mei Feng glanced at the 20 potential points on the system panel for completing the first task yesterday, and at the panel of his own singing skills.

Articulation: F (0/10);
Pitch: E (0/20);
Voice: D (0/30)

In the next second, he devoted all of these 20 potential points to pitch without hesitation.

Pitch: D (0/30)

Accompanied by a itching in the throat, something changed quietly, and my mind seemed to "hum" suddenly.

In a blink of an eye, Mei Feng only felt that his understanding of how to sing the songs in his mind, how to perform and how to control them seemed to have improved to a higher level.

As for articulation?

Sorry, the original singer of this song has said that the black sweater with clear words is not that good.

At this time,
Under the stage lights, Mei Feng, who showed only half of his profile in the light and shadow, lightly fiddled with the guitar in his hand, and not far away, the piano teacher of the band gently pressed down the keys.

In the melancholy melody, a part that was not very clear was hummed from Mei Feng's mouth.

"A black sweater,
memories of two people,

It's harder to forget after the rain.

"

As soon as Mei Feng started this song,
Countless viewers off the court and in the live broadcast room were stunned.

Or Mei Feng's familiar formula,

familiar vocals,
Words come out like sticking to the lips.

But this time.
Where it feels a little different.

　New book seedlings, seeking to pursue reading, investment, and rewards.

　　See you tomorrow at ten o'clock~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)