Chapter 27:

The review time at the end of the period is always very fast, but it is faster than the end of the period. ---End this beautiful, Hong Kong and Taiwan romance www.hjw.tw)))
Qiu Qiu was originally admitted to the university, did not experience the college entrance examination, but he knew the urgency of the college entrance examination, and several of the classmates were re-reading warriors. The night before the college entrance examination, he specially called Hua Xiang and wished him extraordinary performance and admitted to the ideal school.
Hua Xiang is a special student. Before the college entrance examination, he still had to take an art test. It is said that he was a smooth passing of the art test in the previous two times. The college entrance examination was worse than a hundred points. I don’t know if I can get what I want.
The "Super New Voice" program group will be rehearsed in the finals of the competition on the evening of June 8. Huaxiang will finish the final synthesis in the afternoon, and the test room will come to the studio without stopping. Even the rice will not take a bite.
Intimate Qiu Qiu knew that he did not have dinner, specially made a sandwich for him, which was covered with a thick layer of beef and eggs, and a bite of juice overflowed. While he was eating and chatting with Qiu Qiu, he said that the tutors invited this time were very powerful. The knowledge points of several big questions were all right, and the scores could be crossed in all likelihood.
"When I am admitted to college, I can't be an alumnus." Hua Xiang said with a short sigh. "The only majors I have studied are the music academies, but they are all in the university town. It is more convenient to look back at you."

What major do you study? Vocal or performance?

"No, I am studying drama."
"...Wusheng?"
Huaxiang is extremely angry. This is the final. His good friends have not even seen the video of their own games. The friendship between men is really too fake.
Hua Xiang was born for a while, looked down at half of the sandwich, and reluctantly decided to spare Qiu Qiu a dog. "Forget it, when I go to the stage to sing a song, you can't run anymore. The dry phone is not allowed to pick up, and the relatives can't!"
Qiu Qiu quickly rushed to swear, this time absolutely standing in the first row of audience.
Today, there is no makeup rehearsal, the deputy director is still wearing the yellow vest, running in a busy schedule. He ran to the accompaniment band for a while, and ran to find the lighting division for a while, tired like a dog.
Fortunately, the competition system in the finals of the competition is not complicated. It is still the six-person draw after the lottery, and the promotion is based on the tutor. Since it is a rehearsal, it will not be drawn. Each of the six players can sing for half an hour on the stage. If you hurry, you can come and go three or four times, enough to match the accompaniment band.
Now the remaining players have their own minds, and the final elimination rate is half. Only three people can enter the national competition, and everyone wants to be the final winner. Although the level of each other is basically clear in the semi-finals, but it is not seen for half a month, who knows if other people have private training?
So when the deputy director handed over the microphone, no one actually reached out and picked it up. I wanted to look at the level of others and go on stage again.
It was so dead for a few seconds, Qiu Qiu saw no one to fight, then smiled and took the microphone.
He is strong and strong, and he is not afraid of being sneaked into the cards, nor does he remember the skills of stealing others.
He walked out of the background with his guitar and stood in the middle of the stage.
This time is completely different from the last time. The last time was the illuminating lights, the stars on the stage were shining, the lights under the stage were extinguished, and the people looked at them, and he stood on the high platform and was wrapped in countless loving eyes.
In order to save power and reduce the temperature inside the shed during the rehearsal, only one line of light was traced on the stage, just in front of the microphone stand. Because he is a guitar solo, and does not need the band to cooperate, so there is only one person on the stage, the stage is even more black, in addition to the light of the photographic equipment, only the hands worn by the staff waist are flashing.
He was the first time... in such a dim environment, singing for himself.
Qiu Qiu set the god, the left hand held the head of the piano, the right hand clenched the fist, the finger joints slammed the resonance box. The guitar he used was the most common wooden guitar, and with his rhythmic sniper, the guitar body made a transparent echo.
one two three four five six seven eight……
After eight shots, Qiu Qiu stepped forward and sang softly against Li Mai.
"You said let me accompany you to see the stars, but I thought about the yellow-red corner of the geography teacher."
"You said let me accompany you to the world, but I am worried that English will only say hello hello."
"You said let me play games with you, but I can't leave the workbook with you all night."
"You are imagining that we put on a suit, but I hope that after going out of school, I will talk organically and skip classes."
This time he chose to still be a small fresh song, but it is no longer a pure first love, but a student's experience on campus. When I stepped into the school gate, I was anxious, and I was anxious when I was in the sea. I was excited about graduation, and I was so worried about my teachers and classmates.
This folk song does not have much singing difficulty, and there is no dazzling skill, but it is true that the feelings are sincere, and the people who are in tears are hoping for hope. Qiu Qiu stood in the spotlight, gently, softly, repeatedly singing this song, evoked all the memories of the audience for the student life. Especially with the graduation atmosphere of the various subjects after the college entrance examination, the audience can definitely cry.
The main policy of the program group and the director exchanged a look. In fact, which players can advance to the national competition, in addition to singing, there are also aspects to consider, the votes in the hands of the judges are actually not important behind these behind-the-scenes staff.
Qiu Qiu will sing and be smart again, where is the golden glittering signboard, such a large piece of gems, or beautifully polished and polished, no one has been jealous for the past 21 years?
......
After Qiu Qiu stepped down, Hua Xiang rushed up and hugged him to cry. Mom, he only finished the college entrance examination, he heard such an emotional crit, his tears have to drain, okay?
Qiu Qiu was wiped by his nose and said helplessly. "You are not saying that you have been tested three times, and you have no feeling at all?"
"Isn't you rich in feelings?!"
After Qiu Qiu sang, Qi Qiqi sang. The little guy still sang a singer of empty spirits. The fairy fluttering, to say that the voice of the little boy is lighter than the adult, a few high-pitched voices went up without any effort. .
With his ability, promotion should be no problem.
After that, three players went on stage to audition, and the performance was average. Except for a female player who was slightly threatened, the other two were not enough.
When everyone else stepped down, Huaxiang was finally ready. He sent a love wave to Qiu Qiu, leaving a sentence "You are waiting to listen to my secret weapon", and rushed to the stage with his gold microphone.
Qiu Qiu kept his promise and went around the first row of the audience. He took it seriously and listened to his friends' live audition. He really can't guess what Huaxiang is singing. Hua Xiang said that he is learning opera, and he is not a martial artist. Is it difficult to sing old people?
As a result, when Qiuqiu was silent, it was discovered that it was a popular street song that was familiar to the population. It was not a live accompaniment, but an accompaniment band played in the background.
After the end of the current performance, Hua Xiang picked up the golden microphone and sang with the rhythm. He didn't have a good piece of cloth on his clothes. It wasn't here to cut the opening, or there was one piece missing, and with his black head dirty, the golden chain with a thick thumb was a hip hop singer.
How to say it... This song of the first song is very consistent with the setting of Huaxiang, but the whole song has no special features, and the singing is quite satisfactory. Even Qiu Qiu feels that if Huaxiang wants to advance with this song, I am afraid it will be very difficult.
Hua Xiang on the stage did not know that his little friend had gone away. He sang and jumped on the stage, full of vitality and extraordinarily beautiful.
However, just before the climax of the music, the accompaniment suddenly turned sharply. The modern pop music suddenly changed its tone. The traditional folk music instrument replaced the western musical instrument in the previous accompaniment. Jinghu, Yueqin, and the string appeared on the stage. The flute, the pipa, the gong drum Debut.
I saw that Hua Xiang was moving on the stage. When he turned around, his fingertips were lightly pinched, his body was delicate, and his face was cynical, leaving only the lively and naughty little daughter.
Qiu Qiu slammed his mouth and was afraid that he would scream.
Alas! Twelve years in the same industry, I don’t know Mulan is a girl!