Chapter 284 Music Painter

Chapter 284 Music Painter

"demon king!"

"demon king!!!"

The stage lights changed, and Wang Jiawei, a strong contender for the championship, came to the center of the stage with confident and calm steps amidst the shouts of fans.

Amid the expectations of thousands of viewers and the passionate melody, she raised the microphone and started singing.

Tonight she sang a rock song, and her powerful singing voice made the audience feel so emotional that they couldn't help but be intoxicated by it.

Jury seat.

"E3 to E6, this singing skill is amazing!"

Lu Liangshan listened to Wang Jiawei's singing and secretly gave him a thumbs up.

It is not easy for ordinary singers to control the vocal range of two octaves, but Wang Jiawei can easily cover three octaves, which can be called a "vocal monster" among Chinese female singers.

She was born with a pair of flexible and powerful vocal cords, and with scientific and systematic training, she developed a metallic-like "metal vocal cords, which is very effective in singing rock songs."

Soon, she pushed the atmosphere to a climax.

"As expected of the Great Demon King, he is so powerful!"

"She sings songs that suit her and is the absolute king on this stage!"

Singer waiting room.

Lin Zhixing, who was listening carefully, thought that the next song would be even better than this song, and suddenly felt an inexplicable pressure.

Fang Jian, who was also shocked by the strength of the Great Demon King, shrank back and his eyes fell on Song Ge and Lin Zhixing.

Based on their singing performance just now, I can't help but sweat for them when I think that there is a high probability that they will be the ones to play against Wang Jiawei.

"Zhixing, do you want to win the title of King of Singing?"

"???"

Lin Zhixing was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Song Ge who was staring at the screen and pursed his lips in thought. He nodded heavily, "Of course I did."

Song Ge looked away, turned around and said seriously: "Then let's go back to the original tune for the next song and give it a try, otherwise it will be difficult to win against her."

Lin Zhixing was silent for a moment, nodded and stood up, saying, "Okay, now follow me to the dressing room."

For "A Bridge of Fate" prepared by Lin Zhixing, it was down-tuned according to the original version.

In order to achieve the best singing effect, the original version of Leehom used a female Key. It was too difficult to change the voice above the point, and it sounded like a feeling of incompetence. Some of them did not go well with Tan, and Tan's singing was more of an opera singing style and emotional More direct and full of tension.

Because of this, there are also hot comments on the Internet.

Wang Leehom: Is this a girl?

Tan Weiwei: Is this a man?

The effect of Lin Zhixing's singing in the original key was very similar to the effect of Leehom's singing. He was afraid that the 500 live audience members who did not understand music would give him a low score, so he chose to lower the key for stability.

But as Song Ge said, judging from the current situation, if we don't raise the level back, there is a high probability that we will not be able to defeat the big devil Wang Jiawei.

In the powder room.

"What are you doing in the dressing room?"

Song Ge was called to the dressing room by Lin Zhixing and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Lin Zhixing cleared his throat and said anxiously: "Hurry up, let's practice it again with the original tune now, you have to show the energy to compete."

"good……"

Time is tight, half a song later...

Lin Zhixing glanced at Song Ge's feet, but the expected "pigeon eggs" did not appear.

[Current: Singing Techniques Treble B (42/50). 】

"Why!"

Just 3 points short of proficiency, the treble had broken through to a new stage. Before Lin Zhixing went into battle, he wanted to see if there would be a miracle, so that the singing effect would be better.

However, God did not fulfill his wishes and the miracle did not happen.

"Don't be nervous, Zhixing, I believe in you!"

Song Ge saw Lin Zhixing's anxiety, stood on tiptoes, and pressed her moist lips on his cheek, "Let's go, now let's get the title of King of Singing!"

Lin Zhixing's eyes widened, looking at Song Ge's firm back, and touched the cheek on the kissed side, feeling that at this moment he...

Greatly increased strength! ! !

…

Gorgeous center stage.

With Wang Jiawei's perfect pitch change, a rock'n'roll feast came to a perfect end, and the atmosphere was fiery.

"Big devil, champion!"

"Big devil, champion!!!"

The audience burst into applause, and fans chanted championship slogans.

Inside the director's office.

"9.8 million!"

"9.9 million!"

"9.85 million, hey! It's just a little short of that!"

Hong Bo looked at the real-time data in the live broadcast room and almost broke the record. He scratched the sea above his head manically, feeling extremely depressed.

…

off screen.

In a high-end apartment.

"It has to be the big devil, and it has to be the national team!"

After listening to Wang Jiawei's singing, Guo Jiahe stood up from the computer excitedly, clasped his hands together and bowed with his eyes closed, "Come on, please kill Fengqi Wutong!"

The nanny passed by the room, glanced at it accidentally, and was startled.

There are spells and little figures in the room, like a practice scene...

"The young master is possessed by a demon..."

…

"I am the King of Singer" recording scene.

"Thank you Wang Jiawei for your wonderful singing."

Host He Ling held a voting machine and explained to the audience: "If you like Fang Jian's singing, please press the number 1, if you like Fengqi Wutong's singing, please press the number 2, if you like Wang Jiawei's singing, please press the number 3. I will announce Voting starts now!”

"33333!!!"

"1111, help Brother Jian advance!"

"222, everyone who presses 2 is my dad!"

Audiences in the live broadcast room who do not have the right to vote responded with barrage support. Judging from the number of barrages, supporters of Fengqi Wutong and Wang Jiawei accounted for the majority.

After the host He Ling made some sponsor advertisements, the backstage staff handed the tallied votes into his hands.

"Okay, the votes have been tallied. Let's invite the three singers to return to the stage."

Amid bursts of applause from the audience, the three groups of contestants came to the center of the stage in order of appearance, smiling and waving.

"Um?"

Lin Zhixing, who had just taken the stage, glanced down and his heart rate suddenly soared.

Not far from his feet, there was a purple columnar luminous object. Judging from the situation, it should have fallen after Wang Jiawei sang just now.

"Treble!"

"Treble!!!"

Lin Zhixing prayed silently in his heart and stepped towards the luminous body not far away.

The moment the toes touch...

【Ding! 】

[Singing skills (treble) proficiency +3 points. 】

[Current: High B (45/50). 】

"yes!"

Lin Zhixing's chest rose and fell violently, and he looked sideways at Wang Jiawei, who was waving to the fans beside him, and said in his heart: "Thank you, the devil, for your assist!"

…

As He Ling opened the envelope containing the votes, the stage lighting changed from warm to cold, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Let me announce the voting results. Fang Jian received 100 votes from the audience, Fengqi Wutong received 195 votes, and Wang Jiawei received 205 votes!"

"500 judges plus 3 special judges totaled 515 votes, of which Fang Jian received 150 votes, Wang Jiawei received 175 votes, and Fengqi Wutong received 190 votes!"

"Combining the two votes, congratulations to Fengqi Wutong and Wang Jiawei for advancing!"

After hearing He Ling announce the voting results, Lin Zhixing's face was full of disbelief. He actually led the big devil in the semi-finals with an advantage of 5 votes! ! !

Good news: narrowly ahead of the Big Devil in the semifinals.

Bad news: In the finals, the most powerful demon king may be forced out!

"Fengqi Wutong, champion!"

"Fengqi Wutong, champion!!!"

The fans in the audience finally caught the opportunity and clapped and shouted wildly.

off screen.

In a high-end apartment.

"190+195-175+205=415."

Um?

Guo Jiahe looked at the votes on the calculator in his hand, rubbed his chin, and fell into deep thought.

"190+195-175-205=5."

"Grass!"

The calculator slipped from Guo Jiahe's hand. He seemed to have his soul drained out, and he slumped on the chair, his eyes empty.

"What the hell, the live version of the ballad won over rock?"

…

Center stage.

When Wang Jiawei heard the voting results, she felt no fluctuation in her heart.

Rather than listening to a lively audience, the judges scored according to the singer's level. "Lake Baikal" is very high-quality. It can be said that it is a top-notch lyric song. It is not surprising that it lost to this song. .

But looking at the disappointed expressions of the fans in the audience, she silently clenched her fists and vowed to win the title of King of Singer and not let the fans disappoint her.

"It's so sad that Brother Jian was eliminated..."

"My musical poet, a humble gentleman, I really hope you can win the championship!"

"Brother Jian, don't cry, I will always support you!"

Fang Jian's fans were very disappointed at the moment and found it difficult to accept his departure. Some female fans even cried.

Host He Ling handed over the microphone and asked: "Fang Jian, you are about to leave this stage. Do you have anything to say to everyone?"

Fang Jian took the microphone, looked at the fans in the audience, and smiled.

He was already prepared to be eliminated, and he happily accepted the result. He faced Wang Jiawei and Lin Zhixing, raised his fingers and said, "First of all, I want to praise my opponents. They are all so good."

"Xiao Lin is a creative genius. The song "Lake Baikal" just now is very beautiful. I think he is the music poet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the audience was in an uproar.

"Awesome, the recognition of the music poet, the baton is handed over at this moment!"

"You two are musical poets!"

Lin Zhixing on the side waved his hands repeatedly, saying that his ability was all due to cheating, and he was well-deserved for this public praise.

"excuse me!"

At the judges' table, Huang Xiao raised his hand with a smile. After gathering everyone's eyes, he said: "Fang Jian, your musical works and beautiful voice have brought everyone beautiful enjoyment. There is no doubt that you are a music poet. "

"Lin Zhixing, I think he is a music painter. He painted beautiful musical works one after another and presented them to the audience. They are equally excellent."

Huang Xiao, one of the two heroes in Hong Kong City, has a lot of gold in his words.

Regardless of his works, Fang Jian's beautiful singing voice is as sweet as poetry, and he is indeed more suitable for the title of "musical poet" than Lin Zhixing.

"Music painter" is equally accurate to describe Lin Zhixing's creative kaleidoscope.

His statement was recognized by everyone present, including the two parties involved, Fang Jian and Lin Zhixing.

"Musical poet!!!"

"Music painter!!!"

Fans from both sides shouted the nicknames of the two people on stage in unison.

Fang Jian and Lin Zhixing looked at each other, smiled, and nodded slightly, acknowledging what the fans called them.

【Ding! 】

[The scene has been triggered! 】

[Congratulations to the host for winning the song "Painting"! 】

The system prompt sounded suddenly, and Lin Zhixing widened his eyes and was very surprised.

The song "Painting" is the work of folk singer Zhao Lei. It debuted in an original music program "Sing My Song" and received a warm response.

At this moment, Lin Zhixing was excited and wanted to sing.

"Paint one..."

"Paint ten..."

"Paint a hundred girls to accompany me"

"Paint another female Chinese medicine practitioner to treat me"

"Paint unruly and decadent"

"The girls come from different countries"

...

Fang Jian on the stage praised Song Ge and Wang Jiawei again, and finally thanked the fans who supported him, and waved and left the stage in applause.

Under the dazzling spotlight.

After many breakthroughs, only two groups of singers, Feng Qi Wutong and Wang Jiawei, were left on the stage, and what awaited them was the final peak showdown.

"Okay, I declare that the peak showdown will begin now. Who will win the title of King of Singers? Let's wait and see!"

As soon as the host He Ling finished speaking, the avatars of the two groups of contestants on the screen in the center of the stage began to roll. After the ten-second countdown, the first singer appeared.

[Wang Jiawei]

"Let's welcome singer Wang Jiawei to bring you the song "King of Heaven"!"

As soon as the voice fell, the fans cheered.

"Wow, it's this song, the champion is stable!"

"Are you finally willing to bring out the strongest song?"

"Now take over the game, the god of music in ancient Greece!"

The gradual music accompaniment sounded, and when Wang Jiawei, who was bowing her head to brew emotions, opened her eyes and raised the microphone, the camera gave her a close-up.

Off the screen.

Wang Jiawei's junior sister Tan Yingying, who was watching the live broadcast, dropped the popcorn in her hand to the ground and rolled her throat.

This expression, this firm look, she has only seen this expression on the stage of the Spring Festival Music Gala.

"Senior sister is going to use all her strength!"

...

The center of the gorgeous stage

"I envy your love's momentum"

"Like a superstar whose popularity is still high"

As soon as Wang Jiawei opened her mouth, the audience seemed to be on a rocket, experiencing the pleasure of soaring into the sky in her singing.

In the singer's waiting room.

Lin Zhixing and Song Ge looked at each other, both with astonishment on their faces.

As expected, she was at least 10% stronger in the finals than in the semi-finals.

Sure enough, only by raising "A Bridge of Fate" back to its original pitch can we have a chance to defeat her!

Judges' seats.

"So that wasn't her true strength just now?"

The three special judges looked at each other in bewilderment.

Huang Xiao listened to Wang Jiawei's impeccable and moving singing on the stage, and was worried for Lin Zhixing.

Director's office.

"9.7 million!"

"9.8 million!"

"10 million!"

Hong Bo took off his glasses, hammered his desk with both hands, and shouted excitedly: "Break the record! 10 million online viewers, I did it!"

"Director Hong, you did it! You are the best director of Chinese music variety shows!" The staff around him came forward to congratulate.

Wang Jiawei, who was firing on all cylinders, with a high pitch like a steel cannon, pushed the atmosphere to a climax and broke the ratings record of this show.

At this moment, the live broadcast room of "I Am the King of Singers" was flooded with two bullet comments.

[Big Devil Champion! ]

[Feng Qi Wutong lost! ]