The barrage has brought a wave of rhythm and chaos.
There is also a part of Meng Fu fans who dare not say anything, and only press their lips to watch the live broadcast barrage.
After each performance, there was a warm-up time. After the professional host was off Nan Qiu, he did not immediately let the next performer appear. Instead, he threw the topic to the four instructors and asked the four instructors to comment on Nan. autumn.
At the same time, the directors voice appeared in the headsets of the four Xi Nancheng and Tang Ze, and the directors voice was very heavy: "There is a problem with the soundtrack recorded by Meng Fu in advance. The four of you can delay the time."
The four teachers have been in the entertainment industry for a long time. When they heard this sentence, they were shocked, but there was still no change in their faces.
Xi Nancheng and Tang Ze looked at each other, naturally they could see the expression in each other's eyes.
Backstage, the director put down the walkie-talkie, turned around, and walked out: "Other people's recordings are there. Why can't Meng Fu release it?"
The person in charge on the side of the said in a deep voice: "We checked before we came, and something went wrong in the process. At the moment, the pre-recorded audio track cannot be connected, so we can only play the accompaniment normally."
"It's too late now," the director has a headache. "Who is behind Meng Fu, let the people behind be ahead of schedule, let's think of a way."
are all people who have been in the entertainment industry for a long time, knowing that this is not easy.
According to Shengyu's attitude, if this matter is not handled well, the consequences are simply unimaginable.
"Ye Shuning."
While looking for Meng Fu, the director lowered his head and pressed the communicator again, and talked to the host with Xi Nancheng, "Ye Shuning performed in advance, Meng Fu moved back."
Hearing this sentence, Xi Nancheng put down the wheat in his hand, walked over to the other side, dialed the director's number, and refused directly: "Impossible, the show has already been set, you change it now, it is not good for everyone. We can only delay for a few minutes, and Meng Fu will still be on the court sooner or later. You suddenly change players now, and the follow-up will definitely be exposed, and Ye Shunings company cannot fail to check."
Hearing Xi Nancheng said so, the director also had a headache.
He arranged everything, but he didn't expect to make a mistake at this time.
The director hung up the phone and went backstage to find Meng Fu. Meng Fu was wearing a red dress with an "A" brand on her waist.
She stood in front of Chu Yue and others, and when she saw Director Mu, she said hello politely: "Director Mu."
This is the first time Director Mu has seen Meng Fu himself. People who thought it was Sheng Yu told her about himself, so he was not surprised that Meng Fu could recognize him.
Now he is surprised that Meng Fu himself is much better than what he saw.
The person in charge said that last time, Meng Fu was indeed born for the stage.
"Something went wrong at the scene." Seeing Meng Fu himself, Director Mu took a deep breath and decided to go crazy and take a gamble. He looked at the people in the practice room, "Who would like to switch to Meng Fu. order?"
Meng Fu looked at Wu Yatong naturally.
Hearing this sentence, Wu Yatong stood up directly, she was a little calm, "Let's go."
She is in the same group as Meng Fu, and she sings thefire too. At this time, they dont conflict with each other.
Meng Fu looked at her, Wu Yatong knew what Meng Fu meant. Although she had prejudiced Meng Fu before, but in the past few weeks, she and Wei Jin have treated Meng Fu as the boss.
Although she didn't understand why Meng Fu asked her to advance, she understood when Meng Fu saw her.
Meng Fu will not harm her anyway.
Before Director Mu nodded, another female voice appeared, "But, Wu Yatong, I'm not ready yet..."
It is Ding Liuyue who is talking. She is on the collective stage this time, and she will sing the song thefire with Wu Yatong in a group.
"Yes, Wu Yatong..." As soon as Ding Liuyue spoke, the others also spoke.
"No change?" Meng Fu looked at the other people, folded his arms around his chest, and smiled lazily.
Ding Liuyue pursed her lips and looked at her, her eyes were obscure. This is her last chance. She is currently ranked 45. If she still can't make it this time, then she will really be eliminated.
Meng Fu is just behind Nan Qiu and in front of Ye Shuning. How could she be willing to change the order of appearance with Meng Fu?
Was it beaten by Ye Shuning?
In fact, after listening to Director Mu's words, Meng Fu probably knew what was going on.
"Let's go," Meng Fu turned sideways, facing the curtain, and the backstage lighting was weak. Her peach eyes were clear and calm, and her voice was a little bland: "Director Mu, it's me."
"Are you sure you will be on stage like this..." Director Mu was taken aback.
Meng Fu walked out the door, arranging the wheat, and walking outside. When she came to the side of the curtain, she paused and looked over at the director, her tone slightly increased: "OK."
After speaking, she walked up the stairs without looking back.
Director Mu looked at Meng Fu's back and pursed her lips: "Why doesn't she want to sing?"
"Actually, she can sing," the person in charge shook his head and sighed behind him. "If we give her enough time and give her professional teacher training, she will not necessarily be worse than Nan Qiu. You have to do so many oolongs. What do you let her pretend to sing..."
The person in charge really sighed. He has heard Meng Fus assessment and watched Meng Fus performance. He has worked hard in the circle for so many years and naturally knows that Meng Fu has potential.
The soundtrack is broken right now, and Meng Fu is too arrogant and can't lower his head.
"She sings..." Director Mu remembered that Tang Ze had also said yesterday that Meng Fu could sing. He thought Tang Ze was joking, but he was stunned when he heard the person in charge say so.
"Tang Ze's agent said that her vocal range is wider than Tang Ze, what do you think?" The person in charge glanced at Mu Gui.
The person in charge looked not very good. He was optimistic about Meng Fu early in the morning. It was fine if Director Mu didn't believe it at first. Now Shengyu is still chaotic. This Shengyu is not a fan, is it adding chaos?
"Forget it, go back to the station and stare."
Director Mu listened, and his brain buzzed.
The two returned to the directing room together.
In the director room, the live page is playing on the big screen.
is the live broadcast of Lizi Station. There is a real-time barrage at the top of the screen. On the screen, all stage lights are dimmed.
The person in charge stood aside with Director Mu. The person in charge sighed and looked at the screen: "Hey, it's a pity that this time the heat."
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The solo stage is in the middle.
Thefire is a burning track, the first two seconds of the beginning is a deep drum kit.
"Boom"
With this sound, the first light on the left comes on.
"Boom"
The second light comes on.
With this sound, the deep guitar sound also followed.
"Meng Fu!"
"Come on, Meng Fu!"
Finally, there was a light sign of Meng Fu at the scene, and there was a rare voice cheering for her.
The four instructors knew that there was a problem with the soundtrack. Teacher Ouyang twisted his eyebrows. He held down the microphone and his voice was tense. "What should I do now? Didn't Director Mu change?"
Wen Yu frowned and shook his head.
Xi Nancheng had already anticipated that the scene would be out of control. He pressed the table and got up, ready to go backstage to see Ye Shuning.
At this time, the last headlight came on, and it happened to fall on Meng Fu, who was wearing a red dress.
The lens also gave Meng Fu a close-up.
Today, she wears dark makeup, and the black eyeliner on her brows outlines a lazy and seductive trace. As the camera zooms in, she suddenly raised her head.
"Boom"
The last drum kit closes.
An ethereal voice was inserted strongly, "I\'mnotafraid, justsithereanddonothing..."
Thefire is called a divine comedy, not a joke.
Two lyrics, across two ranges!
Every sentence is on the rhythm point, and the highest range reaches A4.
Director Mu, who was sitting in front of the screen, knocked over the cup in his hand, stood up dumbfounded, and stared at the screen.
Wait, isn't it...this TM has a loud A4 sound at the beginning? ? ? ?
Xi Nancheng, who had already stood up, heard the sound. He paused, standing on the stairs and suddenly turning his head back. The big screen in the middle gave Meng Fu another close-up shot. She was sitting on the prop swing made of iron chains. Riding on the swing, with the other foot hanging down, under the light, her dark peach eyes were facing the camera, and the laziness in her eyes was fully visible.
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(End of this chapter)