Chapter 105 Strike the Waters Three Thousand Times: Climb the Mountain Passes, Soar Upwards
Fu Gaoxuan looked at Song Ying with anticipation.
Suddenly, a hand reached out from the side and slapped him on the forehead.
"What are you comparing? Why are you so nosy! The competition has already started. Instead of focusing on your own moves, you're just sitting here watching the drama unfold! Do you want to be eliminated?"
Xiao Lu felt that Fu Gaoxuan talked way too much.
Fu Gaoxuan shrank back after being hit like that.
"I was wrong, Sister Little Deer!"
He covered his mouth like a quail and watched the game quietly.
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On the other side, Jian Cheng followed Qin Shu to the training room.
Now everyone is on the stage in the studio, surrounded by emptiness and no one else.
“Ah Ying said that your arrangement was successful on the first try, which shows that you have talent. Two hours is enough for you. So there is no need to be nervous.”
As Qin Shu said this, he walked to the piano and opened the lid.
"Dance With You, right? Listen to this version."
As Qin Shu spoke, his fingers traced across the piano keys to test the sound.
The next moment, a bluesy intro filled the training room, like a swaying cocktail, alluring and tempting under the hazy lights.
Soon, this intoxicating charm suddenly gathered power, as if spring water had suddenly burst open in the dance floor.
The passionate rhythm gradually turned into a frenzy, with a heart-pounding beat that made you want to sway along.
The pitch gradually rises, reaching its peak before suddenly dropping.
In an instant, all was silent.
The blues gently enters, like the lingering afterglow of a grand dream, stirring the last lingering memories and leaving a lasting impression, along with an infinite sense of melancholy...
—That was a completely different style from the arrangement Song Ying had given us before.
If before it was a passionate love that disregarded everything, now it is a burning passion that, even knowing it's wrong, continues unabated after weathering countless storms.
It's just as good as the previous arrangement.
Startled by Jian Cheng's reaction, Qin Shu stopped what he was doing and looked up.
"Did you memorize the rhythm and melody from just now?"
Jian Cheng nodded.
His father always said that he had an extraordinary talent for music.
Other top students can remember the books they've read after just one reading.
But he has to memorize it several times.
He has an innate keenness and memory when it comes to memorizing music.
“Okay, next, let’s go through the dance steps. Aying choreographed three dances for you before, now we need four. I’ll tell you, you memorize them, and then when I play the music, jump out in time with the beat.”
"After we finish this round and there are no problems, we'll try singing and dancing simultaneously for the third time."
In the training room, Qin Shu's voice was as steady as a pine tree.
The new dance will be told in detail.
As the music started again, Jian Cheng began to make some movements.
Peng Wen leaned against the door, playing on his phone, and pushed his glasses up.
The gaze behind the glasses was cold, hard, and sharp.
On the screen was a dense string of English and numerical characters.
In the distance, you could still hear music and cheers coming from the studio ahead.
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Each individual stage, including props and entrance/exit time, has five minutes per person, and the team stage also has five minutes per team.
In addition, there are warm-up remarks from the host.
So when Wei Haiyuan led his team onto the stage to express their gratitude, almost forty minutes had passed since the show started.
The performance venue has been set on fire.
The audience's enthusiastic shouts came in waves.
The boys on stage were sweating profusely, but they shone brightly under the lights.
The latest audience voting data was displayed on the huge electronic screen behind the stage.
The team's vote count of 10,017,453 broke the record for the highest number of votes for any stage since the start of the "All-Round Trainee" competition.
Even the host was stunned.
"Tens of millions of votes—this is simply unprecedented!"
Following closely behind was team captain Tan Mu with 7,597,612 votes, also a new record high in the individual competition.
"Teacher Wei Haiyuan truly lives up to his reputation as a renowned musical talent in the industry! Tonight, he delivered a phenomenal result right from the start, with over ten million votes – a truly resounding success! I'm sure the remaining four teams will be under a lot of pressure."
The host's voice couldn't hide his excitement.
"Now, let's look forward to seeing how they can turn pressure into motivation and present an even more wonderful performance! Let's welcome Teacher Ran Chengwang and his team members to bring us the second exciting show!"
Offstage, Song Ying remained as composed as an old monk.
The team members became tense again.
"The first group is really too strong, can we really do it..."
"First the clothes had a problem, then it was plagiarized. Why is everything going wrong for us today? What if something goes wrong on stage?"
"Yes, my heart is pounding right now, and I have a bad feeling about it."
Whispers drifted over, and the little deer frowned.
Just as they were about to tell them not to panic and disrupt each other's morale, Fu Gaoxuan said.
"The fact that they're trying to trip us up shows they're wary of our abilities. If even our opponents don't underestimate us, how can we belittle ourselves?"
"We've already suffered such a huge loss. If we don't stand up for ourselves, we'll be laughed at until our backsides are gone."
"The worst outcome is elimination, right? It's not like losing means there's no way out. At worst, we'll fight them! Even if it's the last stage, we must hold our heads high!"
Seeing that Fu Gaoxuan, who is usually the most timid, has become proactive and full of fighting spirit is surprising.
The others immediately felt ashamed.
Soon, as if going all out, hope was rekindled.
"That's right, just do it!"
"Let's do it! We have to do it!"
"Even if we lose the fight, we must not lose our spirit! We absolutely cannot back down!"
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On the other side, Wei Haiyuan, who had just come down from the stage, was standing in the corridor behind the stage, being interviewed with his team members.
Reporter: "Mr. Wei, netizens are saying that the choreography of your team's dance is very different from your previous style. Are you planning to transform your future works in this direction?"
Upon hearing this, Wei Haiyuan laughed.
"First of all, I would like to thank the netizens for their concern. However, when they were watching the live broadcast, they may not have noticed the song information. The arrangement of this song was done by Tan Mu, the captain of our first team, and even the entire stage effect was his idea."
"To my shame, as a mentor, I am only responsible for the arrangement and adjustment of the music for the students' individual performances."
At this point, Wei Haiyuan patted Tan Mu on the shoulder and sighed.
"After I finished the adaptation, I thought it was good enough. Who knew that there are so many talented young people out there?"
“When Tan Mu played it for me once, I decided to use his idea. Now everyone’s vote proves the value of this piece and that I didn’t misjudge him.”
"The younger generation is truly formidable; the future of Chinese pop music is bright!"
Wei Haiyuan's words quickly sparked a heated discussion online.
Tan Mu was already the most popular person on the show "All-Round Trainee", and now this adapted song has pushed him to the top of the trending searches.
Everyone praised the song, and even the original arranger posted a message of thanks, believing that Tan Mu's arrangement had breathed new life into the song.
Tan Mu's popularity soared overnight.
Fans have also begun to claim that their idols will bring new hope to the future of the Chinese music scene.
The fervor was palpable, as if today were the grand finale, and Tan Mu had already debuted as the center of attention, even becoming a top star in the music industry.
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Compared to Tan Mu's glamorous life, Jian Cheng was still in the training room, practicing hard in front of the mirror.
After Qin Shu helped him decide on the music and dance, he had Jian Cheng record a piano accompaniment, and then he disappeared.
Jian Cheng had no idea what he was going to do.
But that inexplicable trust led him to choose to train without distractions.
As Qin Shu had said, everything else was left to him.
With only 15 minutes left before their group's opening team competition, Qin Shu finally returned.
He was also holding a USB drive in his hand.
"Come on, let's get acquainted."
As he spoke, Qin Shu turned on the training speakers next to him.
Soon, a familiar melody came from the speakers.
Based on the original piano, effects of instruments such as saxophone, electric guitar, and violin were added, and even harmonies were added, making the original blues style more beautiful and lingering, and making the climax more exciting and intense.
Jian Cheng was only stunned for a moment before she started singing and dancing along.
At that moment, it was as if he wasn't in the training room, but had already stepped onto the stage.
Between heaven and earth, vast and boundless, he alone was immersed in a world where only music existed.
The song is only four and a half minutes long, it's very short.
Fleeting.
But for Jian Cheng, who was immersed in it, it was as if she had experienced the protagonist's long life of sacrificing love.
"Very good. As long as you can maintain it, there shouldn't be any major problems."
Qin Shu turned off the stereo and unplugged the USB drive.
I glanced at the time.
"There are ten minutes left. Five minutes for touch-ups. Next, we'll go to the preparation area."
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The fourth group's performance has ended.
At this moment, the host is interacting with Lü Nianwei and her teammates on stage.
The fourth set of vote counts on the big screen was also rapidly increasing.
"Is Jian Cheng not coming?"
Xu Zhe glanced around and snorted, "If he doesn't come, it'll be like a rat spoiling the whole pot of soup, and he'll drag all of us down with him. I'm starting to suspect that he knows he can't advance, so he's deliberately staging this whole charade where everyone is targeting him!"
"Shut your stinking mouth! What kind of time is this to be stirring up trouble?"
Fu Gaoxuan rolled his eyes at Xu Zhe, growing increasingly disgusted with the man.
Fu Gaoxuan looked at Song Ying, "Teacher Song, when is Jian Cheng coming? It's almost our turn to go on stage, what if he can't make it..."
"Don't worry, he'll be there on time."
Song Ying spoke with certainty.
She believed in Qin Shu and that he would never let her down.
The final results for Lü Nianwei's group have been announced.
9,742,612 votes.
They are currently the second-ranked team in the team competition among the four groups that have already taken the stage.
Apart from the first group breaking the 10 million vote mark, no other team managed to get over 1,000 votes. Lü Nianwei's team, which came in second in the team competition, also failed to cross the 10 million mark.
The stage has already begun introducing Song Ying's group.
The back-office staff are also conducting a final round of personnel verification.
Fu Gaoxuan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, as if it wasn't Jian Cheng who was absent, but himself.
Just as he was about to say something, a familiar figure came running from afar.
At the last minute, confirm the information with the staff and join the queue.
"Good heavens, Jian Cheng, you're finally back!"
"Yes, you're really driving us crazy!"
"Thank goodness, we made it in time. We absolutely can't afford any problems later!"
Everyone chimed in with their own opinions, and breathed a huge sigh of relief.
Jian Cheng also relaxed for once and nodded with a smile.
"Don't worry, everyone, I will definitely try my best not to hold you back!"
"Alright, that's enough."
The stage lights were all off. Song Ying glanced at everyone, pointed to the microphone hanging in her ear, and said, "Let's do a final check on the microphone before we go on stage."
Everyone immediately became serious.
The entrance music begins.
The boys, who were originally laughing and joking, now had solemn expressions. Their casualness and nonchalance seemed to freeze suddenly, turning into sharp blades, rushing towards their stage and battlefield with unstoppable momentum.
The path to starlight is right beneath your feet.
Let us tread upon the mountain pass, soar upwards, strike the water three thousand feet deep, and embark on a journey of ninety thousand miles!
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