Chapter 12

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When Fu Mingming slept in darkness and isolated from the world, Fu Mingming’s glorious deeds of forgetting the Lord Viewers in the recording studio had already spread in the anchor group.

Several of her good friends made disaster rounds, and they all wanted to take screenshots.

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When Su Zening sang, there happened to be a music anchor named Mushroom checking out the room. Su Zening’s singing was transmitted to the live broadcast room, and the barrage of the live broadcast room exploded——

[Why is someone singing?] D5PiUy

[The voice of Xiao Gege is also very good]

[When Xiao Gege sang it, this song felt different from the song I used to listen to.]

[Not the same song +1]

[Feng Jiaming seems to have sung this song too, I think Xiao Gege sings it better…]

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[You are not alone +1 ]

[Xiao Gege has a good singing voice, and his basic skills are very solid. I have become a fan.]

A song was sung.

The anchor, Mushroom, who was doing the round was slightly stunned. After a while, she woke up from the singing. The song that the teenager sang just now was an old song. It talks about the hazy and youthful love on campus. It can be said to be familiar to everyone. utqmCE

But as she listened to the teenager’s melodious voice, she couldn’t help but recall the young man in the front row in her high school days, who always liked to watch her secretly. She seemed to return to her ignorant and pure heart of that time, and as a music student, she couldn’t help but praise: “Xiao Gege‘s voice is very infectious, and his handling of the song is really good, especially the vibrato at the end, Perfect!”

In the end, she smiled playfully and said:  “Peach didn’t even tell me that she knows this Xiao Gege who can sing so well, really, no fun!” Peach doesn't eat sweets was Fu Mingming’s nickname on the live broadcast, and good friends usually call her Peach.

At this time, there was a very abrupt remark in the barrage, [Just a mouthful of song, anyone can sing it, the anchor is just making a fuss!]

Many of Mushroom’s viewers were music lovers. From the advantages of the teenager’s singing voice, control of timbre, and rapidity of changing voice points, they refuted the barrage. 28tI6d

The owner of that barrage didn’t even see it.

[It’s just the truth, who can’t sing popular songs? He and my goddess Feng Jia are simply not comparable, like my goddess has the ability to range across three octaves ah]

Mushroom’s eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, but as an old anchor, she knew that there were people who raised the bar everywhere. It was better to avoid unnecessary trouble and was preparing to withdraw from the live broadcast room. 8NuskZ

But at this time, there was a seemingly low whisper from Fu Mingming’s studio. An unfamiliar melody slowly flowed out——

But along with the voice of the teenager, the screens in the live broadcast room were filled with “WTF” one after the other.

Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.

Because the voice of the teenager was too low!

In layman’s terms, the vocal ranges goes up from C1, D1, E1, F1, G1, A1, B1, C2, D2, D2, E2, F2 to C8, D8, E8, F8, A8, B8, a sequence called an octave. The vocal range that an average professional singer can skillfully control was between F2 and G5, and the width was about two octaves. As a singer with a range between three octaves, Feng Jiaming was already the leader among the young generation. 6QVOd4

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