The last one is Master Hua. Today he sang one of his new songs - "Cockfighting".
We don’t know what he was thinking, but the titles of these songs are a bit hard to describe.
After entering the recording studio, Master Hua first delivered two signature high notes that were devoid of emotion but full of technique, nodded with a feeling of satisfaction, and then began to sing:
"There is a...majestic~big rooster..."
"Another...big, majestic cock..."
"Two...mighty~big roosters...fighting..."
The high-pitched voice echoed through the recording studio, coupled with the mage's intoxicated expression and Feng Mo's gestures, Su Bai wanted to kowtow to him.
Brother, if you attract ghosts again...
Xu Qirou and Su Bai looked at each other, and a tacit understanding of understanding instantly emerged.
After all the singers finished their performances, Producer A announced that they could go home. In the afternoon, when the official competition started, the production team would give them a letter with their ranking.
In the afternoon, 101 public judges first entered the studio. In order to ensure the fairness and authority of the public jury, the program team invited judges from different places and various industries.
Among those in the professional field, there are teachers from the composition department of the music college, foreign singer-songwriters, even China's first doctoral student in bamboo flute performance, certified street performers in Shanghai, professional music critics, musicians, and so on.
Those who are not majoring in music include: self-employed entrepreneurs, excavator drivers, farmers, oil workers, professional white-collar workers, etc.
After all, the ultimate target audience of the song is the general public, so professionals in the music industry will definitely be invited, but the millions of ordinary people are even more important criteria for judgment.
If a song is only recognized by professional musicians, then to put it nicely it may be too highbrow for the masses, and to put it bluntly it may be a self-contained song.
Only when a song is recognized doubly, and more importantly, recognized by the public, can it be called a good song or a golden song.
Before entering the venue, the program team also conducted a brief interview with some public judges. Everyone recognized this public jury and believed that it was very representative.
Then the singers came in one after another, and the program team assigned the eight singers to three lounges according to their rankings.
They are called the superior zone, the middle zone and the inferior zone.
The rules of the show are as follows: one person from the lower zone can go to the middle zone and choose one of the four singers to compete with. After the game, the loser will be eliminated.
The remaining three singers in the middle zone can choose to challenge the three singers in the upper zone in turn. If they succeed, they will enter the upper zone, and if they fail, they will return to the middle zone.
Singers in the upper zone only have the right to be selected.
Su Bai was the first to enter. He walked to the door of the upper area and paused. Just when the audience thought he was going in, he walked towards the lower area.
"The lower area, tut tut, how miserable it must be to stay in there. The production crew is such a jerk!" Su Bai muttered to himself.
Then he walked into the lounge in the middle area.
That’s right, Su Bai is in the middle area!
In fact, Su Bai originally thought that he should be able to enter the top three, but the result of the singers' voting surprised him.
He was ranked sixth in the singers' votes for this competition, almost falling into the bottom zone.
However, Su Bai has a good attitude. Voting for each other among singers doesn't mean anything. Some people like him and some don't. Besides, his status is not big enough now.
Although the popularity is quite good and it is on the hot search every other day, the status of a star is not entirely judged by this.
Besides, the entertainment industry is all about personal relationships and social etiquette. Su Bai didn't know many other singers except Xu Qirou and Hua Fashi.
Master Hua...Su Bai was sure that this grandson had voted for him last!
After all, that's what he did!
Walking into the lounge in the middle area, the first thing you see is two double-seater sofas and two small round tables. It can be said that the conditions are quite simple.
Su Bai found a random seat and sat down, silently waiting for the singer to enter.
Maomao was the second to enter. The card he received said that he had won the second place in the singer's internal vote and would go to the upper zone.
Maomao put on her usual shy and happy smile and walked in.
The upper area is much more luxurious than the middle area. First of all, the room area looks much larger.
Inside the room was a double leather sofa, slightly larger than the central area. Next to it was a rocking horse that looked like a child's toy. Next to that was an electronic keyboard. There were also two tables.
Maomao had just sat down for a while when there was a knock on the door, and Master Hua walked in with a smug smile.
Maomao has complicated feelings towards Hua Fashi. In the music variety show where he debuted, Hua Fashi was one of the mentors, and Maomao was described as worthless by Hua Fashi on the show.
The situation is exactly the same as Su Bai's.
If it weren't for the support of another mentor, Maomao would never have achieved what he has today.
"Hello, Teacher Hua."
Maomao still stood up and greeted him. Although he now had a certain fame and status, he didn't dare to ignore the Flower Mage like Su Bai did.
The mage has capital backing him.
So Mao Mao still has to save face.
"Well, Maomao, you are also in the upper zone, congratulations." Master Hua was also hypocritically polite.
Then the two of them sat there in unusual silence and awkwardness, neither of them wanting to speak.
The atmosphere was completely awkward.
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