Chapter 355: Guess the two teams
Mu Nuannuan leaned forward, raised her hand and asked, "Teacher Tang Gu, can each team make a request?"
Tang Gu nodded and said, "Yes, except for the contestants to sing, other requirements are fine."
D-sweety girls chat in a circle, discussing what to ask for.
After the discussion, Mu Nuannuan picked up the microphone and asked, "Can I trouble the contestants to read a poem?"
After thinking for a while, he continued: "If life is just like the first time, what's the matter of autumn wind and sadness? Can you read this sentence?"
D-sweety only pays attention to No. 1 Giant Panda, No. 3 Black Swan, and No. 6 Boy.
The chubby black hand of No. 1 supported the loose big head, and the other chubby hand held the microphone and slowly recited this poem.
His voice was like gurgling water, flowing slowly in his heart.
It has the sweetness and softness of a girl with silk, and a bit of low magnetism that belongs to a boy.
Still the familiar androgynous.
Teacher Tang Gu wanted to run onto the stage several times to help the panda hold the headgear.
Seeing that the No. 1 player is okay, I resisted the urge to help.
Black Swan No. 3 is like a queen who lives high above the mysterious castle.
When I read the poems, the charm of the ancient style is less, and the temperament of the West is more.
Mu Nuannuan leaned into Xing Xing's ear and whispered, "No. 3's usual voice is like Xiao Mianhua's."
Xing Xing nodded and said, "The pronunciation is different when singing. If you practice hard, you can achieve a nine-point image."
After listening to No. 3 Black Swan's poem recitation, Xing Xing became more and more inclined that No. 3 was the song god.
It's player number six.
The young master swayed his wrist in a dashing manner, a swishing sound rang out, and the folding fan unfolded neatly.
Shaking his folding fan, he walked forward, reciting poetry.
The pause of each verse, stepping on the rhythm of the footsteps, really has the feeling of singing.
After the players finished reading, Zhuo Rui covered her head with a headache, she was even more entangled! !
Looking at the opposite red team, Zhuo Rui asked, "Teacher Tang Gu, don't you ask?"
Tang Gu buckled the small whiteboard with the player's number on it, raised his eyebrows and teased, "We've already guessed who the song **** is. Could it be that the blue camp hasn't heard it yet?"
so fast? !
Mu Nuannuan looked at the three suspiciously.
Teacher Tang Gu almost wrote the word "confidence" on his face, with a smug smile on his face.
Teacher Fang Xingzhou was as shy as always, with a puffy face with baby fat, which made people want to pinch them.
Ye Mojin sat calmly in the chair, noticed Mu Nuannuan's eyes, and smiled politely.
Did you really guess the song god? ! ! !
Xing Xing folded his hands together and said coquettishly, "Teacher Tang Gu, you are the best! Please help us, can you make a request?"
Teacher Tang Gu, who couldn't laugh or cry, readily agreed: "Okay, for the sake of the first episode, our red camp will put some water on it."
Ye Mojin approached Tang Gu and whispered softly.
"Hey hey hey." Tang Gu laughed like an old fox and gave a thumbs up, "Xiao Jin, you're pretty bad!"
He coughed twice, restraining the old fox's wicked smile.
Tang Gu said: "Can the players shout together? Look at my gestures."
As Teacher Tang Gu raised three fingers, they put them down one by one, and with a loud "ah" sound, they almost wanted to kick the roof of the studio.
Xing Xing trembled, almost breaking through her heavenly cover by the screams of the demons dancing wildly.
There was a mess in my head, getting more and more confused.
Mu Nuannuan worked hard to identify the pitch of each contestant.
Teacher Tang Gu is really a thousand-year-old fox. His request is to "scream", not to let the players make the loudest voice they can.
"You listen carefully."
Mu Nuannuan rationally analyzed: "No. 6's cry also has the charm of a drama. No. 3's voice is very high, and her vocal range should be very wide."
"As for No. 1..." He pressed his chin with one hand and frowned, "After the voice is sharp, it tends to be more female."
"Yes." Xing Xing nodded and said, "I suspect that No. 1 is a boy with a female voice and is used to confuse us."
Other members agree with Xing Xing and Mu Nuannuan's analysis.
Mu Nuannuan smiled lightly, "Let's vote between No. 3 and No. 6."
As the head of the D-sweety girl group, she naturally takes the lead.
Mu Nuannuan pointed to No. 6, "I choose the son, he should be a student of opera."
Xing Xing pointed to No. 3, "I choose Black Swan, and I can imitate Mr. Cotton's songs to such an extent. Where did Director Su dig the genius."
"I also think it's No. 3." Zhuo Rui chose Black Swan, "This program is forbidden to tune, and Black Swan's singing is too similar to Mr. Cotton's. If Director Su can find this kind of talent, it is very likely that he is a singer. ."
The members made their choices one after another. In the end, the third black swan had five votes and the sixth son had four votes.
Mu Nuannuan wrote the choice of this faction on the whiteboard.
Seeing that both teams had made a choice, Director Su said, "Okay, please show the answers from both teams at the same time."
Mu Nuannuan put up the whiteboard with the number: 3 written on it.
Boss Tang Gu turned the whiteboard over, and the number: 6 was written on it.
Mu Nuannuan poked her head to see that the red team really chose the sixth son!
"The blue team chooses the No. 3 black swan!"
Tang Gu, who had the chance to win, high-fived with his teammates to celebrate the victory at hand.
No. 6 raised his hands, and almost didn't write the six big characters "I am a drama major" on his forehead.
Obviously No. 6 is the singer!
Director Su snickered, quickly restrained his smile, and said solemnly, "Then let's look at No. 6 first, is No. 6 the God of Songs?!"
The familiar "Splendid" melody sounded.
As the background sound gradually dissipated, the singing like chanting broke into everyone's ears.
It has the taste of opera, but it is like a mouthful of mellow wine, replaced by plain boiled water, with mud and rocks that have to be spit out in the middle.
Teacher Tang Gu's eyes widened in disbelief, "You're not a singer!"
The sixth son took off the fox mask and bowed apologetically to Teacher Tang Gu.
"Teacher Tang Gu, I'm sorry, I really don't know how to sing."
Tang Gu stood up, imitated the son, and twisted two steps, "Looking at your movements, you should know how to sing!"
The sixth son explained: "My grandfather likes opera very much. I have been fascinated by it since I was a child. I have learned some movements and reciting words gradually."
With a long sigh, he said unfortunately: "However, I really don't have the talent to light up singing."
One is happy, one is sad.
The red team, who thought the victory was in their hands, sat on the high chair and kept sighing.
Next to the blue team, high-five to celebrate the upcoming victory.
"Yeah!" Xing Xing waved his hands cheerfully, "No. 6's performance is so perfect, wouldn't it be too obvious if he is a drama major?"
The sixth son is the confusing option, and the third black swan with a little flaw in the transliteration is definitely the right option!
With much anticipation, contestant No. 3 raised his plain hand and slowly took off the silver mask.