lovenovelstory Chapter 6 has a strong aftereffect.
Chapter 6 has a strong aftereffect.
"Thump~ thump thump thump~ thump thump"
"Thump~ thump thump thump~ thump thump"
Li Yan struck the drum first, mimicking the rhythm of a heartbeat.
Throughout the song, the drumbeats looped 66 times, totaling 396 beats. The opening accompaniment alone looped a full 10 times.
Shen Nan, sitting on the judges' panel, nodded inwardly. It was a good start; at least it eased the tension that had been building up and made the atmosphere more desolate.
After nearly forty seconds of drumming, which gradually immersed everyone in the melody, Xu Jinyan finally sang the first line.
Let me see you one more time, from south to north.
"Like being blindfolded by the Fifth Ring Road."
Please tell me about that day again.
"The girl holding the box and the man wiping his sweat"
Xu Jinyan stood in front of the microphone with her guitar in her arms, her fingers occasionally strumming the strings as she sang the lyrics with great focus and emotion.
The reason he chose this piece of music, which he had heard countless times in his previous life, was because it always allowed him to clearly recall his grandfather's voice and smile:
A little child grows up slowly with an old man.
After starting school, the child was often bullied. The malice of teenagers, like their good intentions, was always so pure. Those bad guys would stand in a row on the road, arms outstretched, blocking him from going to school.
He ran left and right, but no matter how he tried, he couldn't get through. He could only cry and go home to tell his grandfather, "I don't want to go to school anymore."
The old man led him to school, carrying a shovel.
Sigh, children without parents really suffer!
I know those summers.
"Just like youth, it can never come back."
"What can replace dreams is only doing what is difficult."
"I know what kind of boasting he's done."
"I'll just laugh it off as I get older."
"Let me stay trapped in the city to remember you."
Later, he was admitted to a university in a big city from a small county town, and his grandfather was overjoyed, telling everyone he met about it.
He secretly vowed to make sure his grandfather lived a good life, to bring him to the city to enjoy his retirement, and to study hard in class and work part-time after class to ease the burden on his family as much as possible.
By his junior year of college, he was able to support himself financially. He called his grandfather and told him, and his grandfather praised him for being successful.
However, when he rushed home after receiving another call, no one was waiting for him.
"Let me taste another sip of autumn wine."
"It won't be long if we keep driving south."
"Let me hear that most beautiful line one more time."
"I'm waiting for you when you get home."
As the lyrics scrolled across the big screen and Shen Nan listened to Xu Jinyan's emotionally charged performance, his emotions stirred. Who doesn't have regrets? He pursed his lips, his eyes fixed on the lyrics, his ears listening to the melody, trying his best to control his emotions.
However, as the old man who hadn't moved since taking the stage began to play the strings, the unique timbre of the morin khuur produced a mournful and lingering melody, and a strong sense of sorrow instantly broke down his defenses.
His eyes instantly welled up with tears, and he could hear nothing more after that, lost in his memories of the past.
I know those summers.
"Just like you, you can't come back."
"I will no longer have high expectations of anyone."
"I know this world."
"There are too many regrets every day."
"So hello and goodbye"
Another drumbeat accompaniment followed, and the song ended.
However, unlike the previous songs, it did not receive any applause; the entire audience seemed to have forgotten that the song had ended.
It wasn't until the host came on stage that everyone remembered and burst into applause that lasted for a long time.
After receiving the longest applause of the entire event, which was interrupted several times by the host, Zhao Ming spoke first: "These young people nowadays... are remarkable."
Li Aizhou chimed in, "Coming this time was definitely the right decision. Original compositions are what bring surprises, and that's how it should be done. Hey student, I see your name is listed on the screen for the arrangement, including that morin khuur (horsehead fiddle) section in the middle?"
Xu Jinyan gradually recovered from her previous emotions, took a deep breath, and replied, "Yes, Teacher Li, when I was learning the erhu as a child, I saw my uncle use this instrument, and I remembered its unique timbre."
Grandpa Xu glanced at him from the side: He doesn't call him grandpa anymore.
Li Aizhou nodded and said earnestly, "Okay! Your name is Xu Jinyan, I'll remember you."
"Thank you, Teacher Li."
The audience erupted in applause.
As the applause subsided, Sun Dakang picked up the microphone and said, "The morin khuur is the most representative musical instrument of the Mongolian people. Its tone is mellow, deep, rich, and long, and it is very infectious. Today, you have shown me this infectiousness."
"Thank you, Teacher Sun."
"I just saw that Professor Shen Nan couldn't control his emotions anymore. He must have a lot to say right now. Let's ask Professor Shen to say something." Sun Dakang tagged Shen Nan.
Shen Nan's eyes were still a little red. He raised the microphone, thought for a moment, and said, "Awesome!" Then he put the microphone down.
Shen Nan: The aftereffects are too strong; he needs to recover.
The audience erupted in enthusiastic applause once again.
Finally, it was Nanfeng's turn. She looked at Xu Jinyan with a smile in her eyes and said, "I'm not qualified to comment on this song." Then she ended her speech.
As Xu Jinyan expressed her gratitude, the entire audience erupted in applause.
Xu Jinyan was somewhat touched by Nanfeng's words; he felt that Nanfeng was using himself as a stepping stone to help him out.
Music producers are ultimately behind-the-scenes workers and receive far less attention than celebrities like her. If she says something like this today, there will be many eye-catching headlines tomorrow.
Phrases like "An original song that Nanfeng said she dared not comment on," "A singer that made Nanfeng feel ashamed of herself," and "A man that Nanfeng said she was not worthy of appeared" appeared, and so on.
This is a huge favor! It's probably second only to being called "You are my god" in terms of being lifted up.
Then came the scoring phase, and the final result appeared on the big screen: 96.5.
Xu Jinyan led the others off the stage. Meanwhile, the screen in the live stream was filled with viewers who had previously been reluctant to express their opinions, now freely sharing their views and emotions.
"Waaaaah, I'm crying so hard!"
"Ah! Is this the original singer competition?! Who's playing the morin khuur?!"
"Your name is Xu Jinyan, I'll remember you." *99
"Awesome" *99
"..."
In the audience, however, the emotions were varied.
Wang Yizhen's face was a mixture of sadness and anger. He came to the scene today to see Hua Chenyu's performance and also to see how Xu Jinyan was doing and whether he would give up the competition.
Then I got completely overwhelmed by their display of affection.
He should be very angry right now, but the song's aftereffects are so strong that he still feels sadness, so his expression is very complicated.
Xu's mother, Yan Zhi, leaned on Xu's father's shoulder, put down the handkerchief she had used to wipe her eyes, and said with a slightly nasal tone, "My older brother is really something. He knew all along, but he didn't even give us a heads-up."
"Um."
"Wouldn't you say Jinyan has become famous overnight? Is her son going to be a star?"
"Um."
"I was worried before that if Xiaofeng was a judge and our son won, people would say it was a rigged game. But now it's all good. He's definitely my son."
"Um."
"Are you dead? You don't even react. And you're a father!" Yan Zhi shoved Xu Wenqing.
"Hoo," Xu Wenqing lowered his head, exhaled a breath of stale air, and said, "Let me catch my breath, I miss my dad."
Yan Zhi: "..."
The competition continued in this atmosphere. When Zhang Bichen was the last to step onto the stage, she had only one thought in her mind: Why do I have to have the surname Zhang?
On stage, she sang a heartbreaking farewell song;
The people in the audience were talking about the morin khuur (horsehead fiddle) they had just heard.
Only the judges listened attentively, nodding occasionally to show that they were listening carefully and that the singing was very good.
After the song ended, applause rang out, the judges gave their comments, and the score was 89 points.
The competition ended there, and the three roommates from room 404 walked out of the hall together. They had originally planned to take Jin Yan out for barbecue if his grades weren't good, but instead, they ended up feeling incredibly sad.
Forget it, let's go back to the dorm first and celebrate tomorrow. I need to relax tonight.
Mr. and Mrs. Xu also left, knowing that their son must be quite busy at the moment.
They guessed correctly. Xu Jinyan received dozens of friend requests on his phone in a short while. Some were from other contestants backstage, some were from the musicians they were mentoring, and some were from people who somehow added him on WeChat.
He also greeted everyone, praised each other, and then humbly addressed each other, creating a harmonious and loving atmosphere, which was quite lively.
The five judges then went to a nearby restaurant, where they had a meal together with school leaders and the head of Zhiyin.com. This is a long-standing tradition and serves as an opportunity for them to get to know each other and exchange ideas.
At the dinner table, Xu Jinyan naturally came up in conversation. Several guests congratulated the school leaders, saying that Dongxi had found a gem. The school leaders were all smiles, but humbly said that the child still needed to learn from the teachers.
Shen Nan echoed some of the comments, but did not reveal the relationship between Xu Jinyan and Nanfeng.
Just kidding, it won't even be until tomorrow. Tonight, Xu Jinyan's phone will be flooded with calls. The four major companies might be a little reserved, but the smaller companies and studios definitely won't be able to resist.
He greatly admired the young man and thought he would talk to the director when he got back and try to get him signed. He could personally act as a lobbyist.
And it has to be done as soon as possible, just in case, just in case Xu Jinyan doesn't like big companies and prefers small companies.
Thinking about all this, Shen Nan glanced at Nan Feng. During their previous conversation, she had asked him to give more feedback and encouragement to her junior brother.
Well, that's it, he only said two words.
Thinking about all this, he couldn't help but laugh.
Everyone looked over. He was a seasoned veteran, and then laughed, "I think we should encourage more competitions like this. Right now, everyone's doing cover songs, and the only thing that's improving is the arrangement. Look at today, isn't this a pleasant surprise?"
The group nodded in agreement and exchanged their views on this format.
Today is the semi-final, which accounts for 30% of the total score. The final will be held a week later. I don't know why it was arranged this way. In previous years, there was at most one day between the semi-final and the final. After today's semi-final, everyone has realized why.
This is to encourage originality, because everyone has noticed that the lowest score today is 88 points, which would have been impossible in previous years.
So if you want to get a high score and win the championship, go for original content. You have one week.