Si Qingjiu's expression changed slightly, but he didn't stop singing, trying to make his voice louder.
It was just the noisy scene and overly loud accompaniment that completely drowned out his voice.
"Huh? What's wrong?"
"Why is there no sound?"
"Is it my tinnitus?"
"what happens?"
The audience in the front row was immediately confused. Wasn't there a sound just now? How come it suddenly disappeared? Was it an illusion?
The people who were performing, except Hu Yan, were also startled and almost made mistakes in their movements.
Yuan Yijun, who was sitting in the tutor's seat, stood up directly, his face gloomy and anger brewing in his eyes.
Ling Ji, Xi Zhe, Xiu Ya and the other two beside were equally angry. This situation was definitely not normal. They could guess the reason, but this was a stage. It was too disrespectful to the stage to do this. He did not take the other students seriously.
The program crew really went too far.
I don’t know how many directors scolded me in my heart, and I was a little confused.
The director looked at the people present and asked, "Who among you did this?"
The assistant quickly denied: "It's not me."
The assistant director also shook his head: "It's not me."
The producer looked even more puzzled: "What?"
The director frowned. It was obvious that there was something wrong with the microphone. However, every microphone had to be checked before being given to the students, just to ensure that there would be no accidents.
Therefore, the possibility of it breaking naturally without being discovered is very small. The only possibility is that someone tampered with it.
And they are the only ones who can do it.
"Are you sure you didn't do it?" The director was very skeptical.
The assistant was also shocked and stared at the assistant director: "It really wasn't you who did this."
The assistant director rolled his eyes. "Do I look so shameless? I wanted to say it was you who did it."
"But I didn't do it." The assistant looked innocent.
The producer finally understood, "Si Qingjiu's voice is silent. It was a mistake. It shouldn't be like this, right?"
“…”
The director looked at the screen and found that because the sound was gone, the action did not stop. Instead, the audience seemed to have forgotten who was supposed to be singing and fell silent.
The others also looked at each other.
It’s really hard to put it into words.
They all had a premonition that their production team would be scolded again soon.
Si Qingjiu directly used body language,
Let me tell you the lyrics.
After a spin, she used a move similar to the classical dance Yunli Qianqiao to flip to a place not far from the instructor's seat and took over Yuan Yijun's microphone.
As he was moving, Yuan Yijun walked over very tacitly and handed him the microphone.
As soon as I picked up the microphone, the voice that had disappeared sounded again.
Combined with the ultimate dance steps, it is like a magical charm coming from the dark night.
When his part finished changing positions, everyone found it difficult to take their eyes off him and followed the movement.
Even though he had disappeared into darkness, he kept searching.
The Siqing wine just now was really eye-catching.
The pure dance movements seemed alive, telling them a different story and leading them to immerse themselves.
Gradually, all he could see was him.
Hu Yandu moved to the center position, but still attracted few people's attention.
Hu Yan was feeling furious at this moment. He had not expected that Si Qingjiu's reaction would be so quick, as if nothing had happened, and he continued to perform without any pause.
Not only that, he also got a new microphone, which allowed him to perform again for nothing, and he was unwilling to accept that.
But at this time he also knew that he couldn't be distracted, otherwise he would be embarrassed.
The strength of their group is indeed recognized as the strongest, and everyone performed normally.
Even though Si Qingjiu had some minor issues earlier, he recovered later, especially when the chorus started.
Si Qingjiu walked out of the darkness, and his originally black shirt turned white.
In black, he is like a tempting and decadent demon, sexy and ghostly; in white, he is like a snow lotus blooming on the top of a mountain, holy and compassionate.
His body was soft, as if God was treating his people tenderly and mercifully, but when he turned, it was very hard, filling people with peace of mind.
At the end, he put his hands together and then separated them in an instant, placed one hand on top of his head and the other hand on his chest, nodded slightly, with a red dot on his forehead, like a Bodhisattva lowering his eyebrows.
As the last note fell, the lights dimmed, leaving half of him in black shadow.
The interweaving of light and darkness is mysterious and bewitching, making people want to worship and offer their piety.
The title of this song truly lives up to its name.
"pilgrimage"
He is like a saint.
It echoes the lyrics again.
Life is full of mysteries that cannot be solved. The passing travelers are intertwined with
Cause and effect, chess pieces on the board, black and white pieces, who can say right or wrong?
But it is all for that touch of pure land in their hearts that they become expectant believers.
"Si Qing wine, Si Qing wine."
"Si Qing wine, Si Qing wine."
“Ahhhhh Si Qing wine Si Qing wine.”
The rising and falling shouts resounded throughout the entire guild hall.
At this moment, no matter who the fans are or what their purpose is, they only have eyes for the person on the stage.
Yuan Yijun's eyes were dark and he clapped his hands lightly, silently expressing his amazement and admiration.
The director shook his head and sighed again: "Ace Entertainment is really sick in the head."
assistant:"…"
Assistant Director: “…”
Producer: “…”
"Director, don't forget the contract." The producer reminded him verbally, but agreed in his heart that Ace Entertainment was indeed sick in the head.
In the last match, Si Qingjiu made a mistake and suppressed Hu Yan so much that he could barely see his shadow.
No, it shouldn’t be said Siqing wine.
He is better than anyone else in the company. His performance is mediocre and just average.
Between a student who lies around every day but can still produce high-quality works and a student who works hard every day but is just passing, which one should you choose? Anyone with an eye will know which one to choose, right?
But Ace Entertainment is simply blind.
The director sighed again, full of melancholy: "I haven't forgotten, I'm just depressed."
"Director, please don't be depressed. It has already happened. Let's wait and see when Si Qingjiu will terminate the contract, or when Yuan Yijun will help him terminate the contract."
The assistant tried to comfort him and make the atmosphere more cheerful, but the director became even more upset and looked at him sadly.
"I'm just confused as to why Si Qingjiu hasn't terminated the contract, and why Yuan Yijun hasn't come to find us. I'm the director, and it would be ridiculous if I went to find them."
Facing a pair of dark eyes and three expressionless faces, the director laughed awkwardly: "Well, this is not a contract signing. If I take the initiative to go, it will have a bad impact. If it gets out, people will think we are breaking the contract."
The assistant rolled his eyes at him, thinking it was a waste of his emotions.
The assistant director and the producer didn't want to pay attention to him anymore. They just stared at the screen, but they were thinking in their hearts that what the director said made sense, so why didn't these two come to terminate the contract?
If they terminate the contract, they can publicize it in a big way.
It is really a bit uncomfortable to have such good traffic but can only watch it and not use it openly.
Si Qingjiu and Yuan Yijun had no idea what the director team was thinking, and Yuan Yijun came onto the stage.
Si Qingjiu handed the microphone back with both hands.
Yuan Yijun didn't take it, but pointed to the little white ball of fur on his collar and said, "I have more."
"Thank you." Si Qingjiu didn't act pretentiously and took it back.
"No, it's as it should be. This time it was the program team's mistake." Yuan Yijun directly named him and expressed his attitude.
Several directors in the studio: “…”
Okay, I get it. You two are deeply in love and can’t bear to see anyone being wronged.
But do you dare to terminate the contract? What’s the point of showing off like this?
Si Qingjiu chuckled, brushed away the messy hair on her forehead, and raised the corners of her red eyes: "Indeed, you scared me."
"But you handled it very well. That small mistake did not affect the completion at all." Yuan Yijun said frankly, his tone full of appreciation.
The audience, who had just come to their senses, looked confused.
"Mistake?"
"What mistake?"
"What's the mistake?"
"Ah, I remember now. At the beginning, Si Qingjiu fell silent after singing one line, but he danced so well that I was staring at him."
"Me too. If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten. His dancing is so charming."
"It was so infectious. I was wondering what was wrong with him at first, but in the blink of an eye I was immersed in the dance."
Yuan Yijun listened to the excited discussion below and agreed very much: "A good dance is not just about difficult techniques, nor is it just about the degree of completion, nor is it just about the degree of beauty, but the appeal and catharsis it brings."
"You have made it possible for the audience to follow your dance and enter the world you depict without the need for lyrics or explanations."
"Yes, it's really great." Xiu Ya replied excitedly, her face flushed. She looked at Si Qingjiu as if she was looking at a bottle of sweet and delicious red wine, and she wanted to drink it up so badly.
Xizhe calmed down his emotions and said, "Yes, it is easy to simply dance well, but it is not easy to dance with its unique charm."
"I even think that the problems raised by the production team this time were just right, because it gave me a perfect performance. You interpreted this song in the way I wanted, especially the interweaving of light and dark at the end. This is the most amazing performance I have ever seen.
Among them, I am most satisfied with the one that I think is the most suitable one. "
"Pilgrimage" is a work by Xizhe, and it is also one of his rare songs without dance.
He actually didn't expect the program team to choose this song, but when he signed the contract with the program team, there was a clause that allowed them to use three songs with his copyright.
This shows how bad the program crew is.
There are fourteen songs in One Kilometer, three of which are sung by him, two by Xiu Ya, five by Ling Ji, and one by Sun Zhuo, which takes up half of the total. It's definitely free.
Si Qingjiu bowed slightly: "Thank you for your affirmation, Mr. Xizhe. I will continue to work hard."
"Come on, I'm rooting for you." Xizhe is now looking forward to Si Qingjiu more and more.
Yuan Yijun looked at Xizhe with some dissatisfaction before saying, "Go canvass for yourselves, starting with Si Qingjiu."
Si Qingjiu picked up the microphone and said, "Hello everyone, I am Si Qingjiu No. 1. If you think what you just saw is enjoyable, please vote for me. Thank you."
Hu Yan immediately took over and stepped forward: "Hello everyone, I am No. 2 Hu Yan. Thank you very much for this opportunity to meet you all. It is a great honor. I hope you like my performance. I will continue to work hard to make myself better."
"Hello everyone, I am No. 3 Jiang Hao..."
After all seven people had introduced themselves, Yuan Yijun announced, "The voting will begin now. It will last for one minute. Start."
"You can go to the waiting room now and wait for the results."
Several people nodded to Yuan Yijun and turned to leave the stage.
Hu Yan behaved very normally throughout the whole process, as if he was just an ordinary student.
But only Hu Yan himself knew how nervous he was and how his heart was beating uncontrollably.
As soon as we returned to the waiting room, everyone stood up and greeted each other.
"You guys are back. Ahhhh Si Qingjiu, your performance just now was truly amazing."
"I got goosebumps just watching this. The light and the dark are really evil and holy at the same time."
"Really, really, I held my breath watching it too."
Everyone couldn't hide their admiration and surrounded Si Qingjiu and the others, unable to stop.
Suddenly someone shouted.
"Look, the results are out."
Everyone shifted their gaze and stared at the display screen, and Si Qingjiu also looked at it.
A total of 1,500 votes.
There are one thousand audience members, each with one vote, and five mentors, each with one hundred votes.
Now the results of five people have appeared above.
Jiang Hao: 130
Stone Art: 112
Huang Dingluo: 154
Xue Jiajia: 121
Xiahe: 111
There are more than 600 votes, more than 800 votes left, and there are still two people.
Si Qingjiu and Hu Yan.
Everyone was more focused, their eyes wide open, afraid that they would miss it.
Soon, numbers appeared in the two empty boxes.
Hu Yan：443
Si Qingjiu: 429!
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