Zhang Yixing smiled and stood between the two of them: "Alright, alright, stop messing around, hurry up and eat, I have vocal lessons in the afternoon."
“Let’s go! Class is about to start again!” Jin Junmyeon also stood up and pulled everyone out of the cafeteria.
Ouyang Guang glared at Wu Sehun, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly. Although these guys were noisy, they did add a little more fun to the boring trainee life.
In the afternoon vocal class, the teacher focused on training their breath control. Ouyang Guang stood beside the piano, tightened his abdomen, and followed the sound of the piano steadily. Since he was promoted to Class B, he has been more strict with himself.
"Ouyang Guang," Teacher Han Yuzhu nodded with satisfaction, "Your pitch has improved a lot, keep it up."
After class, Ouyang Guang did not leave immediately like everyone else, but stayed to help the teacher organize the music scores.
"How are your preparations for the month-end assessment going?" Teacher Han Yuzhu asked him about the performance repertoire for the month-end assessment.
"I am preparing for CNBLUE's "LOVE" and want to sing on guitar."
"That's a good choice." Teacher Han Yuzhu looked through the records on the board, "But I'm looking forward to you challenging more difficult songs. With your current ability, you can definitely try more complicated songs."
Ouyang Guang's eyes lit up: "Teacher, do you have any suggestions?"
"For example..." The teacher thought for a moment, "'TATTOO'? Isn't this your favorite song?"
Ouyang Guang smiled embarrassedly: "How do you know?"
"I see you've been practicing this song a lot these days." Han Yuzhu teased, "How about it, do you dare to challenge it?"
"Of course!" Ouyang Guang agreed without hesitation, but then hesitated again, "But there is only one week left..."
"I believe you can do it." Han Yuzhu patted his shoulder, "Starting from today, I will give you an extra hour of practice after class every day."
In the following week, Ouyangguang added another special training to his schedule.
After school every day, I went straight to the company, completed regular training first, and then practiced the adapted version of "TATTOO" with Han Yuzhu.
This piece has a stronger sense of rhythm and requires higher levels of breath control and emotional expression.
In the vocal studio in the evening, teacher Han Yuzhu was instructing Ouyangguang on breath control.
"The song 'TATTOO' is very difficult," said Teacher Han, flipping through the sheet music and pointing at the markings. "The range of the verse and chorus is very wide. The bass part requires chest resonance, and the treble part requires head resonance. This is a big challenge to your vocal cord control."
Ouyang Guang nodded seriously, his fingers tapping on his knees unconsciously to the rhythm.
"Moreover," Teacher Han continued to explain, "the rhythm of this song is very complex, with sixteenth notes and triplets appearing alternately, and if you are not careful, you will miss or delay the beat. In addition, the emotional expression must be in place, with a sense of sadness but not too sentimental, and this balance is difficult to grasp."
"I'm tired, teacher." Ouyang Guang took a deep breath, "I will focus on practicing the breath connection when changing the tone."
"Here," Teacher Han drew a circle on the music score, "the breathing point should be half a beat earlier, otherwise the high notes will be unstable."
Ouyang Guang concentrated on writing down the key points.
Late at night, Ouyang Guang was practicing high-pitched transitions in the vocal studio when Zhang Yixing pushed the door open with two cans of iced coffee in his hands.
"Not finished yet?" He handed over a can. "It's already twelve o'clock."
Ouyang Guang took the coffee, and the coolness passed through the can to his palm: "Practice for a while longer, this transition is always a little bit off."
"Pay attention to your voice," Zhang Yixing said as he sat down next to him, "But... you have made great progress indeed."
Ouyangguang took a sip of coffee, which was bitter but slightly sweet. "Teacher Han said that if I perform well in this assessment, he might recommend me to participate in the performance."
"Really?" Zhang Yixing widened his eyes in surprise, "That means there is a chance..."
"Shhh..." Ouyang Guang raised his index finger to his lips, "Don't tell others about things that haven't been confirmed yet."
Zhang Yixing nodded in understanding, and the two smiled at each other.
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