Chapter 186: Wait in line for me to **** you
Chapter 186: Waiting in line for my abuse
"Who sings first?" Zhao Wanyang looked at her arrogantly. Since Ye Xingling was already destined to lose, why not carry forward the style of her predecessors and let her choose the order, so that she would be convinced of her defeat.
Xia Ling smiled lightly: "It's up to you."
What, casual? ! Zhao Wanyang was stunned for a moment, and then became angry again. Why did this newbie have such a nonchalant attitude? Do her tears have any predecessors? Zhao Wanyang's attitude became even colder and arrogant: "Then, let me sing first, so that others won't say that I bully you, a newcomer who has just debuted."
"It doesn't matter who bullies whom." Xia Ling replied lukewarmly.
The audience in the audience was very excited. It was indeed a ring competition. Sparks were flying as soon as he appeared on the stage. They were looking forward to the battle, especially Ye Xingling. The scandal with Li Lei had just been exposed in the afternoon. Everyone was curious about what kind of virtues and abilities this girl had, worthy of being declared so seriously by a big BOSS-level figure like Li Lei.
The audience was anxious and wanted Xia Ling to sing now, but Zhao Wanyang was in front, so they could only listen patiently.
Xia Ling randomly assigned a song to Zhao Wanyang, "Wings of Stars". This song seemed gorgeous, but in fact it was much lower in difficulty than "Glass Fingertips" - "Glass Fingertips" is the kind of skill between masters and low-level players. It's a song that can be played extremely well, and "Wings of the Stars" can at least be sung by anyone who is not too stupid.
But Zhao Wanyang didn’t appreciate it: ""Wings of Stars"? Ye Xingling, did you pick the more difficult one of the two songs for me? It doesn’t matter, it won’t trouble me."
Looking at her self-righteous face, Xia Ling almost sighed. It doesn't matter that this person is stupid, but what's the point of being embarrassed in public? Sure enough, one of the producers couldn't stand it, with a look of disdain on his face.
The host had sharp eyes and quickly handed the microphone to the producer: "Brother Li, you seem to have something to say?"
The on-site director directed the cameraman to give Li Ge a close-up.
The music producer named Li Ge didn't shy away from it and smiled lightly: "Zhao Wanyang thinks Ye Xingling is embarrassing her? I think it's the opposite. Ye Xingling probably let her sing "Wings of Stars" because she didn't want to embarrass her. The melody of this song is very catchy and easy to sing. However, "Glass Fingertips" looks simple, but in fact it does not show off skills. It relies entirely on emotional performance. Without deep skills, it is easier to sing. "
I see.
The audience suddenly realized that before the song started, many people already despised Zhao Wanyang.
"Is that Zhao Wanyang a singer? Why doesn't she understand this?" It's fine for a layman not to know which song is easy and which song is difficult, but as a professional singer, would he make such a stupid mistake?
Zhao Wanyang on the stage was blushing. He also knew that he had made a big joke. In order to save face, he argued hard: "Brother Li is wrong, right? I think "Wings of the Stars" is more difficult to sing."
The host interrupted like a chicken blood: "Ye Xingling, you have the most say, which song do you think is difficult to sing?"
Honestly, Xia Ling did choose a simple song for Zhao Wanyang, and did not intend to make Zhao Wanyang embarrassed during the song selection process. But she didn't expect Zhao Wanyang to be so ignorant.
"I think there is someone who has more say than me," Xia Ling said softly and skillfully, looking at Wei Shaoyin.
The host understood and quickly asked Wei Shaoyin: "Wei, you are the producer of "Glass Fingertips" and "Star Wings". Can you tell me which song is easy to sing and which song is difficult to sing?"
"Of course "Wings of Stars" is easier to sing." Wei Shaoyin's voice was cold, "I don't know that the level of some artists is so bad now." He couldn't even judge the difficulty of the song.
Hong Guoguo’s ridicule made many viewers laugh out loud, and even several producers couldn’t help laughing. Zhao Wanyang lost face even more. His face turned red and he wanted to dig a hole in the ground.
Xia Ling smiled half-heartedly: "Miss Zhao, do you still want to refute? Or we can find more people to verify."
Seeking confirmation? Even Wei Shaoyin said so, why is there any need for verification? Everyone knew that he was notoriously strict and upright, and would never do anything to blaspheme music just to favor someone.
Zhao Wanyang blushed and glared at Xia Ling resentfully without saying a word.
Xia Ling didn't feel any pain or itching, but a glare was enough to hurt her. Besides, in front of everyone on the stage, it only made Zhao Wanyang look ignorant and stingy. Sure enough, there were more discussions in the audience. Most of them were saying, "Has Zhao Wanyang been living in vain for so many years? Typhoon is worse than a newly debuted singer." too much"…
Even before the fight started, Zhao Wanyang lost the battle.
Xia Ling asked calmly: "So, can Miss Zhao start singing?" She stood in the center of the stage with a sweet smile, and her confident and leisurely look was in sharp contrast to her opponent's blushing face. As if she was a born luminous person, as long as she stood there with light makeup and a white dress, everyone's attention would be attracted.
The on-site director edited a few more scenes for her.
And Zhao Wanyang? I finally started singing reluctantly, but was disturbed by the sarcasm of the two producers. I sang "Wings of the Stars" in a dangerous way and made frequent mistakes. The on-site director and cameraman simply didn't bother to look at her. After giving Xia Ling a shot, they went to Wei Shaoyin, Feng Kun and others. They even scanned the audience several times and completely ignored Zhao Wanyang. There was nothing she could do about it. Who told her that her singing was too ugly to arouse other people's interest?
There was applause from the audience.
The song is over.
Zhao Wanyang's expression became even more resentful: "Ye Xingling, if I hadn't caught a cold today and was in bad condition, I would have been able to sing more perfectly this week."
“Ha, perfect?” Studio, if I sing like this, I will never be told to stop and never do it again—let’s put it this way, you can’t even sing this song to the level of a record.”
This is a big humiliation, but Xia Ling has always been a good fighter. She is a fighter among fighters, so she doesn't care.
The atmosphere at the scene became lively. Ye Xingling simply spoke out everyone's thoughts. One producer even applauded her.
Zhao Wanyang was so humiliated that he almost cried: "How could you say such outrageous things?"
"You're not Xia Yu, so you don't have to act weak to win sympathy. It's not like the acting." Xia Ling smiled half-heartedly, "Don't waste time, hurry up and assign me a song. There are still many people in your team... waiting. I'm tortured."
Extremely arrogant.
The Xingyun Song Club has always encouraged sparks to fly, but it was rare to find someone as arrogant as Xia Ling.
(End of this chapter)