Chapter 285
"The Great Demon King Champion!"
"The Great Demon King Champion!!!"
In the center of the gorgeous stage, with Wang Jiawei's perfect sound recording in full swing, she left an indelible and wonderful impression on the audience on tonight's "I Am the King of Singer" stage.
"Oh my god, why don't we just give her the Singing King trophy? She's so strong!"
"I agree, I can't imagine what kind of song Fengqi Wutong would have to sing to win her... It feels like it's impossible, right?"
There was thunderous applause from the audience, and the audience was applauding and talking.
Everyone thought that Fengqi Wutong would be unable to defeat the Great Demon King after he performed this performance. Even Fengqi Wutong's fans began to waver.
——Can they really win?
off screen.
In a high-end apartment.
"I take back what I just said, the Great Demon King, you are worthy of being the one!"
Guo Jiahe poured champagne into a champagne glass and bumped it with the glass against Wang Jiawei on the screen, "Shred! Congratulations on winning the championship of "I Am the King of Singer: The Year of the Singer". You are the one who can play best." "
After taking a sip of wine, he looked at Lin Zhixing in the backstage camera and snorted jokingly, "If you can beat Wang Jiawei, if there is a chance to meet in the future, I will call you godfather!"
the other side.
In a hotel.
Because of the strict importance of live audience voting, Lin Zhixing did not ask for live tickets for Dong Chen and Ji Yu, and the two could only watch the game in front of the camera.
"Baby, do you think Brother Lin and the others can win the big devil?"
Before Wang Jiawei sang, Ji Yu was still full of confidence. When Wang Jiawei opened her mouth, her confidence was broken down layer by layer, and her heart began to waver.
"If they can win, I believe in them!"
Dong Chen clenched his fists and said firmly.
After saying that, he touched Ji Yu's slightly bulging belly and said to himself: "Brother Lin, if you beat Wang Jiawei, I will let my son call you godfather from now on!"
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"I am the King of Singer" recording scene.
"Thank you Wang Jiawei for your wonderful singing!"
Host He Ling reported: "Now, I would like to invite Fengqi Wutong to sing the song "A Bridge of Fate" for everyone. Everyone welcomes it with applause!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the song information appeared on the screen.
【A Bridge of Fate】
【Fengqi Wutong】
[Lyrics: Lin Zhixing]
[Composer: Lin Zhixing]
[Arranger: Lin Zhixing]
"Just give it a try, don't worry too much!"
"Come on Fengqi Wutong, withstand the pressure and win the damn championship!"
Singer waiting room.
"Gee, the scenery halfway up the mountain is too crowded. Go to the top of the mountain to see it!"
"Um!"
Song Ge looked up at Lin Zhixing, who had cleared away the gloom in front of him. Two shallow dimples were printed on his cheeks. He grabbed his extended hand and walked to the top of the competition together.
Amid the applause and shouts of the fans, Lin Zhixing took Song Ge's hand and came to the center of the stage confidently and calmly.
A spotlight came on, and the lights suddenly lit up on the dark stage.
"Oh Brother, he doesn't believe that the long night is coming, because the torch is in his hand!"
"Crossing the North Sea and crossing the southern border, the young man rides on horseback and travels in all directions!"
"The sky is thousands of feet high, just like climbing a building, don't worry, don't be afraid, don't look back!"
Feeling the enthusiasm of the audience, Lin Zhixing raised his finger to his mouth and made a gesture of silence, then moved his lips and said a word silently.
The live camera captured a close-up of his face, and the audience who could read lips raised the corners of their mouths slightly, full of anticipation for his performance.
That's what he said.
——Mute the world and listen to the voice of the singing king winning the championship!
…
Gorgeous center stage.
They were wearing black suits and white long skirts, but in order to fit this Chinese style song, they changed into eye-catching red suits and long skirts.
The pipa player of the band played the prelude, and Lin Zhixing, who had been brewing for a long time, raised the microphone and spoke.
"The bright moon of Qin and the pass of Han"
"The people who marched thousands of miles have not returned yet"
"But the flying generals of Dragon City are here"
"Don't teach Huma to cross the Yin Mountains"
The opening four lyrics shocked everyone present.
"Is this poetry?"
The judges looked at each other, and the audience looked at each other, thinking about the lyrics just now, and a picture appeared in their minds.
A handsome general in white robes stood at the head of the Great Wall, looking at the battlefield, with the determination that "the people who marched thousands of miles have not returned, but the flying generals of Dragon City are here" and will never return.
As soon as the scene changed, the white-robed general was holding a red-tasseled spear and galloping on a white horse, killing everyone in the midst of thousands of people. His resolute face was stained with the blood of the enemy. Behind him was the flag of hunting wind, and the wind and sand raised in the desert fascinated people. eyes, war drums thumping in the ears, seeming to hit people's hearts one after another, infinitely tragic and exciting.
The scene suddenly stopped, and the audience was shocked.
"As expected of the man who wrote "May You Live Longer" and "I Will Enter the Wine", his level is incredible!"
"No wonder I saved this song for the finals, it knocked me off my feet at the beginning!"
"Good guy, I feel like it won't be long before you can see the works written by Brother Ye in student textbooks!"
…
When the camera turned, Song Ge, dressed in a red outfit, raised the microphone, opened her pink lips and opened her mouth.
"The mass graves of thousands of miles of smoke"
"The lonely soul in troubled times has no one to visit"
"The sky is speechless and the pen and ink are cold"
"The pen knife pays for itself with blood in the Spring and Autumn Period"
She is full of energy and has a clear voice. As soon as she opens her mouth, she has the refreshing voice of a heroine.
"Fuck!"
Before it even started, it won the quintessence of national praise from the audience.
Singer waiting room.
“It’s the sound of anger, it’s Qinqiang!”
Wang Jiawei’s eyes lit up, and after listening to a few more sentences, she thought to herself, “The inflection is also very nice!”
Song Ge’s inflection is very good after training in folk songs at school, which is her strong point. Moreover, the more she inflects, the better it sounds. It is not cumbersome or dragged, and the vibrato makes people feel excited and heart-wrenching.
Moreover, she has a good foundation in pop music. This time, the combination of Chinese and Western styles, “Fate Bridge”, is very suitable for her timbre.
As for Qinqiang, when Lin Zhixing first got this song, he found a teacher who was proficient in this area and taught Song Ge systematically.
…
Judges’ seats.
“This…”
Huang Xiao’s eyes lit up when he looked at the handwritten lyrics.
He found that starting from “Wolf smoke thousands of miles of mass graves”, the first word at the beginning of each next sentence is the third to last word of the previous sentence.
Such a regular writing method will greatly increase the difficulty of creation, but it is normal for a creative talent like him.
Huang Xiao looked at Lin Zhixing in the center of the stage and smiled appreciatively, "It's worthy of the song you wrote!"
The number of people in the live broadcast room fell after Wang Jiawei's singing, and then ushered in another surge.
"Ancient poetry is not dead, it just gradually withers."
"After listening to foreign electronic music and rap for a long time, I finally found that it is the Chinese style that can make my emotions boil."
"Chinese style can be a few strokes of ink or a proud and proud iron horse and golden sword!"
...
The center of the gorgeous stage.
After the high B reached a new stage of improvement, Lin Zhixing obviously felt that singing was much easier.
There are several high notes of # C5 in the song, and the highest reached # D5. Before, he had to change the mixed voice singing method to roar to roar out the high notes, but now he doesn't have to do that.
"Talking about love and hate cannot be sloppy"
"Beat the war drum"
"Make a vow with trust and I will endure it"
The chorus part came, and Lin Zhixing sang while approaching Song Ge beside him.
In order to win the game steadily, the closer the distance, the more the singing ability is improved, which is also very needed at this moment.
"You damn Zhixing, you are hiding your intentions from me again!"
Song Ge stole a glance at Lin Zhixing who was singing hard and rolled his eyes. It was obvious that his singing level at this time was much better than that in the previous rehearsal.
Okay, then I will work harder!
…
"This fate is like a bridge"
"The flag is fluttering"
"If you want to leave, please draw your sword immediately"
"Love is written off"
Song Ge secretly held back a lot of energy, and when it came to the female part, as she slowly pulled the microphone away, the audience's emotions were directly lifted to the sky.
[Lin Zhixing proved with this song: Your brother is still your brother! ]
[Song Ge interpreted with her singing: I will not abdicate, and you will always be my concubines! 】
The male part of this song is actually higher than the female part. Song Ge's Qinqiang is mainly oriental and majestic, while Lin Zhixing's R\u0026B is mainly western and graceful. It is a competition of momentum and strength.
"Don't charge for this song! This poverty is like a bridge, and the keyboard keeps knocking!"
"Other people sing softly and hard, and they sing to see who is harder, cool!"
"Too fierce, not inferior to Wang Jiawei at all, even better!"
When the song heard this, the audience's judgment on the outcome almost changed, and the suspense of the game was raised.
In the director's office.
"9.9 million!"
"10 million!"
"10.1 million, my God, the data is still rising!"
Director Hong Bo thought that Wang Jiawei's performance tonight was the peak of the data, but he didn't expect that the peak would be created by Feng Qi Wutong, "It will rise again!"
...
In the center of the gorgeous stage
"Talking about love and hate cannot be sloppy"
"The world is burning"
"Prove who is important with life and death"
Lin Zhixing's voice is ethereal and passionate, and Song Ge's voice is majestic and magnificent. When they are matched together, there is a sense of harmony between yin and yang. You are in me and I am in you. The effect of the chorus can be called the culmination of the combination of Chinese and Western music.
Judges' seats.
"Amazing! What a huge production!"
Wei Donglin, one of the special judges, likes this Chinese-style song with extremely complex composition and arrangement, and a fusion of Chinese and Western music.
The song and lyrics are first euphemistic and then grand, highlighting the majestic and majestic, plus the two singers with great singing skills singing with opera and rock, which is simply too powerful.
He has served as a judge of the Spring Festival Music Gala. At this moment, he has judged the ownership of the champion tonight. The title of the king of singers will belong to "Feng Qi Wutong"!
"Awesome, you will also be absolutely strong when you participate in the Spring Festival Music Gala later!"
...
In the waiting room of the singers.
"Xiao Song, Xiao Lin, congratulations, I lost!"
Wang Jiawei showed a relieved smile on her lips, she had already judged the outcome.
In terms of singing and the atmosphere on the scene, she thought they were almost the same. She lost because of the songs, the two songs were at least two levels apart.
Songs can definitely determine the outcome, and letting the national team shout and sing DJs can't play to their full potential.
Wang Jiawei was willing to lose to Feng Qi Wu Tong.
"Left Hand Pointing to the Moon" made her a singer with representative works, and she was especially grateful to them in her heart. After these recording sessions, they have a good relationship.
As the third place winner of the last Spring Festival Music Gala, she has never won the first place in the competition, and she also hopes that Feng Qi Wu Tong will go further and further with the title of "first".
"Come on, Phoenix, spread your wings, I will watch you fly higher and higher!"
……
"This fate is like a bridge"
“Take a look at the story”
"Walking around the world, you and I take off our shirts"
"Dream Back to the Great Wall"
Finally, with a perfect ending, the two people, shoulder to shoulder, completed the stage finale of "I am the King of Singer".
There was thunderous applause from the audience, and the audience applauded.
"Desolate and tragic, shocking and beautiful!"
"Fengqi Wutong, champion!"
"Fengqi Wutong, champion!!!"
Inside the director's office.
"10.6 million!"
"10.63 million!"
"10.66 million! The peak data is here!"
Director Hong Bo shouted excitedly, his voice already hoarse, "Thank you, Fengqi Wutong!"
…
"Thank you Fengqi Wutong for your wonderful singing!"
The host He Ling returned to the center of the stage with a voting machine in hand, "If you like Wang Jiawei's singing, please press the number 1, if you like Feng Qi Wutong's singing, please press the number 2. Now I announce that voting will begin now!"
"11111111."
"22222, Fengqi Wutong Champion!"
Voting is proceeding in an orderly manner...
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 two singers to return to the stage."
Amid bursts of applause from the audience, Feng Qi Wutong and Wang Jiawei came to the center of the stage, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
"I will announce the voting results now."
He Ling opened the envelope containing the votes and announced the results: "Fengqi Wutong received 350 votes from the audience and Wang Jiawei received 150 votes!"
"500 judges plus 3 special judges totaled 515 votes, of which Wang Jiawei won 115 and Fengqi Wutong won 400!"
"Combining the two votes, congratulations to Fengqi Wutong for winning the title of King of Singing in our "I Am the King of Singer: The Year of Dangda". You are the champion tonight!"
As soon as he finished speaking, applause resounded throughout the recording site, and cold fireworks shot out from the stage, lighting up the entire stage.
"Wuhu, Fengqi Wutong won the championship!"
"They deserve the honor. They were once on the verge of elimination and have created a miracle!"
Wang Jiawei smiled and stepped forward to give a hug, "Xiao Lin, Xiao Song, congratulations! I hope your future music career will be smoother and smoother!"
"Thank you, Sister Jiawei!"
…
off screen.
"They did it, they did it successfully!"
Dong Chen wiped his tears and hugged Ji Yu excitedly, "I can't believe it, they are really the strongest!"
the other side.
In a high-end apartment.
"Snapped!"
Accepting the result, Guo Jiahe smashed the champagne into powder and said, "Fengqi Wutong, you have won, I am completely convinced!"
What was broken together was his unwilling heart.
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"I am the King of Singer" recording scene.
Director Hong Bo came to the center of the stage holding the trophy that symbolized the title of "King of Singers" and handed the trophy to the two of them. The audience was excited again.
"King of Singers!"
"King of Singers!!!"
【Ding! 】
[The difficult system task has been completed. Congratulations to the host for getting the song "We are the champions" and three song selection cards! 】
The system prompt sounded suddenly.
Lin Zhixing turned to look at Song Ge, who was toasting with a toast and smiling brightly, and nodded with a smile.
"Yes, we are champions!"