Qin Lu paused and smiled lightly: "she doesn't need me."

"I want to show my sister that she already has the best brother in the world and doesn't need to like other people, so I came to this show."

The boy who stood in front of the camera for the first time had serious and bright eyes, very pure: "So I want to try and become the star she yearns for."

chapter 2

Several instructors exchanged glances with each other, and finally met someone who was interesting. The appearance is very good, and there are gimmicks and features that can be used when editing. That's the strength... hope at least not to be tone-deaf or severely incoherent, otherwise, if the performance is too stretched, the beautiful atmosphere created in the front will be instantly destroyed. Destroy seven, seven, eight, eight.

For the draft, stage charm is very important.

A good performance can make a person who originally looked seven points of good-looking can be instantly raised to nine points by the stage filter. This is the so-called "handsome guy with a sense of atmosphere".

The face value is pulled into the pit, but with a strong stage performance, it is possible to quickly turn this part of the face fans into die-hard fans. Otherwise, there are so many good-looking people, and the momentary love will soon be separated by others.

Producer Cui Zhihao flipped through the remarks about the show he was going to perform, and couldn't help but be slightly surprised. Qin Lu gave him a very good overall feeling just now, except that he was a little nervous when he first came to power, but it is understandable.

How could he choose such a song?

The rhythm is fast, the difficulty is high, and it is still a dance music with heavy metal rhythm. Although it was widely sung, for Qin Lu, who had never received systematic training, it was obviously a little too reluctant.

Although he disagreed, Cui Zhihao couldn't interfere with the players' choices. Just as he was about to ask Qin Lu to start, he saw that he smiled embarrassedly, and asked if he could temporarily change the repertoire.

Cui Zhihao, who had a good impression of Qin Lu, was relieved after hearing this, nodded and said, "Of course, the choice is yours. But there is no suitable accompaniment for a temporary change. Can you accept it?"

Qin Lu nodded.

Cui Zhihao smiled: "Then please start your official performance."

Qin Lu exhaled softly.

Originally, the main performance was a singing and dancing song, but the elementary school-like movements and childish singing in my memory were really appalling. Even if Qin Lu was forced to imitate it, it would not be possible in such a short period of time.

Most importantly, Qin Lu had never heard the original song.

Compared with the doomed car accident scene, Qin Lu chose to temporarily change the show.

He doesn't know many songs, and most of the people he has met in the past are people in the film and television circles.

It's very rare to have a song that you can take out with a little confidence.

He wants to sing an old friend's song. This bad singer friend has been popular in ten years, and his ears will grow calluses when he sings it.

When the light fell on him, Qin Lu relaxed.

He closed his eyes, the scene was very quiet, and he could only hear the shallow breathing and the light humming from the microphone.

A very brisk tone, the summer wind blows over the treetops, and in the blink of an eye, a round of winter and spring, withered branches and yams bloom again with lush fireworks. The tide ebbs and flows, the sun rises from the east for more than 10,000 hours, the amber twilight passes for a few rounds, and the moon is still hanging in the sky.

The track we traveled together, the old locust tree has grown several rings hidden in the bark that cannot be seen, and the winter comes and goes again, all the changes have left traces in time, and it seems that they never existed.

A shadow means there is light, so useful and useless memories at least prove that there are traces of those days that will not come back in the past.

Vocal tutor Lai Yuhan was a little surprised. To be honest, Qin Lu's singing skills are not very good, and he can even hear obvious flaws, but the tone is very comfortable and the foundation is good.

The reason why he was a little surprised was because Qin Lu's songs had something that a good trainee lacked, and it was also the most important thing in a good song, emotion.

Skills can be supplemented the day after tomorrow, but the songs that people like have one thing in common, that is, they can listen to their own stories in other people's songs, and have different resonances.

It was difficult for those present to describe what it was like, as if their attention had been taken away from the singing skills and the completion of the performance, what was left was pure touch.

Among the four mentors, only producer Cui Zhihao is an actor who does not know singing skills. His first impression is that it sounds good.

He couldn't tell exactly where it sounded good and why it sounded good. But the audience is not all professional, and most people just need to judge whether it sounds good or not according to their own standards.

In this regard, although Qin Lu's performance is not outstanding, it is definitely not a hip pull.

However, since Qin Lu did not show dance at all, the final grade was comprehensively evaluated by the four instructors, and the final grade was C.

Qin Lu has no objection to this result. In fact, he thinks that this score should also be because the tutor gave him more impression points. Otherwise, it is normal for him to get D or even F.

It was just when he walked off the stage after bowing, mentor Lai Yuhan suddenly stopped him.

The gentle tutor looked curious: "What's the name of this song you sing? I don't seem to have heard it before."

Qin Lu was stunned. He reacted for a while, thinking a little slow for the first time.

The nationality of this song is to the extent that a chorus can be triggered by singing the first few notes. Lai Yuhan, a professional singer who is a vocal tutor, has never heard of it?

He suddenly realized something, his fingertips subconsciously tightened, and then slowly relaxed.

Qin Lu was silent for a few seconds, then rolled his eyes and smiled: "It's normal for you not to hear it. This song is called "Track", which was written by my friend yesterday. He wanted me to sing it on the first stage. 's song, so I just temporarily changed the performance track."

Lai Yuhan showed an expression of sudden realization: "Ah, so that's why it's no wonder."

He seemed to want to ask who the friend who wrote the song was, but Qin Lu bowed politely and returned to his seat. Seeing that he probably didn't want to say it, the always gentle Lai Yuhan didn't force it.