My old bacon is back!

Chapter 61 The end of the recording
After everyone laughed, Lian Heng said: "Your song is excellent in lyrics and music, but what I want to praise most is your singing skills. It's great! The treble is not sharp at all, and it is very clear. Felt very comfortable."

Qi Yuan bowed slightly: "Thank you teacher."

Jiao Wenfang said: "I don't think it is possible to write a song like "Big Fish" without a bit of life experience. I guess you are at least 30 years old, right?"

When it comes to songwriting, Jiao Wenfang has a great say. In the first few years of his songwriting career, the lyrics he wrote were all about love, or the kind of words that forced him to write new lyrics.

It wasn't until he lived to more than 30 years old and had his own understanding of life and the world that he slowly began to write some very moving lyrics.

Of course, the lyrics are only part of a song, and the melody is the core of a song.

Qi Yuan didn't answer Jiao Wenfang's question.

Li Zidong said: "Is the tone you used to sing just now your original tone?"

Qi Yuan shook his head slightly.

The four judges on the stage all nodded slightly, thinking that it was true. The audience in the audience heard Qi Yuan's answer, but they all exclaimed. His fairy-like voice just now was not the real voice of a pandaren?
At this time, Wen Jie came out and interrupted the judging group: "Okay, okay, teachers, everyone chatted too much!"

Amidst the discussion among the crowd, the pandaren went to the backstage.

"Old Jiao, do you see who this is?" Li Zidong asked as he watched the pandaren leave.

Jiao Wenfang shook his head and said, "I haven't heard it yet. What about Mr. Lian Heng, have you heard who it is?"

Lian Heng also shook his head lightly, and then the three of them looked at Xia Mengling.

Xia Mengling quickly waved her hand and said, "Don't! I don't even know a singer you don't know!"

Wen Jie began to introduce the No.4 singer, a singer-songwriter named Little Fox Loves Sweets.

As soon as she came up, she sang a sweet love song.

"Little fox, have we cooperated before?" Li Zidong continued his usual opening remarks.

The little fox with a sweet tooth said, "No, Mr. Li."

Jiao Wenfang asked: "Then what do you think of the three singers who appeared before you?"

The sweet-toothed little fox paused, and said, "It's just...so."

What a confident little fox with a sweet tooth!

Soon, the fifth singer-songwriter Armor Man, the sixth singer-songwriter Angel with Broken Wings, the seventh singer-composer Xiaozhuzhu, the eighth singer-songwriter A Millennium Guest, and the ninth singer-songwriter Love to Laugh Butterfly, all singing is over!

After a burst of loud applause, the host Wen Jie said, "This is the end of today's recording. Are you enjoying yourself?"

"Enjoyed!"

"Don't forget to vote. The [-] public judges, plus our four guessers, have the names of our nine singers and composers on the ballots in everyone's hands. Whose song do you like? Whoever sings tonight, then vote for him! You can choose three people!"

Under Wen Jie's guidance, the audience began to vote with excitement.

While waiting for the voting results, Qi Yuan sat in the backstage lounge, and the program team did not allow the participating singers to communicate with each other.

"Mr. Qi, how do you feel about your performance today?" PD Lu Shui asked.

Qi Yuan said: "It's not bad, but the opponents are very strong. The armored man and the cute and smiling butterfly singing skills are very scary. I feel that you have invited the king of singers!"

"Hahaha! Teacher Qi, guess what! But I will never tell you!" Lu Shui pretended to be closed.

Yu Caihong saw the opportunity and peeled an apple for Qi Yuan. After waiting for about an hour, the voting results finally came out.

The director started talking in the studio, Lu Shui listened to the earphones for a while, and said, "Mr. Qi, let's watch the screen."

At this time, a picture of the stage appeared on the screen.

Director Han Li stood on the stage, and the armored man walked up slowly.

"What kind of routine are you doing?" Qi Yuan couldn't help asking, "Announce the results one by one?"

Lu Shui nodded.

"Armor man, hello, your performance of the song today is very good. The envelope in front of you contains your current ranking, you can open it and have a look."

The armored man walked up and slowly opened his envelope.

"Are you satisfied?" Han Li asked.

"Not satisfied." The armored man said very directly.

Then, the other eight singers were invited up one by one, and they all saw their rankings.

Then, the nine singer-songwriters sat on the stage with their faces covered, all looking at Han Li.

"Okay, now, everyone knows the result. Now, we invite No.9 to draw the theme of the second issue."

Everyone sat stiffly.

Indescribable restlessness swept through the crowd present.

"Who?"

"Who is No.9!"

"Ahhh! It's too painful!"

"Who designed this link!"

Then, the angel with broken wings stood up, walked to the box, and pulled out an apple.

"Why him? I think his song is really nice!"

"How did the audience vote!"

Han Li continued: "Okay, then our No.9, the angel with broken wings, the theme of the next issue is Apple. I wish you good luck. A friendly reminder to everyone, starting from the next issue, our every The last one in the first round will be eliminated!"

"Then the next step is our eighth place."

……

"Okay, No.3 is our armor man, congratulations, you have won a banana."

Right now, only the Pandaren and the Laughing Butterfly remain.

"Both of you, come to the front together, we ask No.1 to take a step forward."

After a moment of silence, the pandaren moved forward slowly.

"Ahhh!" Under the stage, Lu Shui couldn't help screaming.

Yu Caihong hid in the lounge, looked at the screen, and stomped his feet excitedly.

"Congratulations." The laughing butterfly and Qi Yuan hugged, and then drew a theme.

With the last one left, Qi Yuan took it out.

is an onion.

"Hahaha!" Hot Pot Man laughed out loud, thinking that it was already weird enough for her to get a soap, but here is an even weirder onion!
Onion, how to write a song!

Is this the benefit of being No.1?
Qi Yuan smiled wryly in his heart.

"Next issue, Pandaren, you have to work hard! Don't be eliminated!"

The armored man patted Qi Yuan on the shoulder. He was very confident about his song this time. He had full confidence and felt that he could get No.1.

But in the end, he was only the third, so he was still a little unconvinced.

"Then, this is the end of our first session of recording. Let's take a good rest and look forward to the good work you will bring next week!"

(End of this chapter)