Chapter 285 "A Bridge of Fate" won the singing championship!
"Big Devil Champion!"
"The Big Devil Champion!!!"
In the center of the gorgeous stage, with Wang Jiawei singing at full power and performing perfectly, she left an indelible and wonderful impression on the audience on tonight's "I Am the King of Singers" stage.
"Oh my god, why not just give her the singing king trophy? She's so awesome!"
"I agree. I can't imagine what kind of song Feng Qi Wu Tong would have to sing to win against her... I feel like it's impossible, right?"
There was thunderous applause from the audience, who were clapping and talking at the same time.
Everyone thought that Feng Qi Wutong would not be able to defeat the Big Devil with this singing performance, and even Feng Qi Wutong's fans began to waver.
Can they really win?
Off screen.
In a high-end apartment.
"I take back what I just said, Great Devil, you are worthy of being me!"
Guo Jiahe poured champagne into a champagne glass and bumped it against Wang Jiawei on the screen, "Qie! Congratulations on winning the championship of "I Am the King of Singers: The Year of Fighting". You are the best fighter!"
After taking a sip of wine, he looked at Lin Zhixing in the backstage camera and snorted jokingly, "If you can beat Wang Jiawei, if we have the chance to meet in the future, I will call you godfather!"
The other side.
Inside a hotel.
Due to the strict importance of live audience voting, Lin Zhixing did not get live tickets for Dong Chen and Ji Yu, and the two could only watch the game in front of the camera.
"Baby, do you think Brother Lin and the others can defeat the Great Devil?"
Before Wang Jiawei sang, Ji Yu was full of confidence. But as soon as Wang Jiawei opened her mouth, her confidence was shattered layer by layer and she began to waver.
"We can win, I believe they can!"
Dong Chen clenched his fists and spoke in a firm tone.
After saying that, he touched Ji Yu's slightly bulging belly and thought to himself, "Brother Lin, if you beat Wang Jiawei, I will let my son call you godfather in the future!"
…
The recording site of "I Am the King of Singers".
“Thanks to Wang Jiawei for the wonderful performance!”
The host He Ling announced: "Now, please welcome Feng Qi Wu Tong to perform the song "A Bridge of Fate". Please welcome her with applause!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the song information appeared on the screen.
【A bridge of fate】
[Phoenix perches on the sycamore]
【Lyrics: Lin Zhixing】
【Composition: Lin Zhixing】
【Arranger: Lin Zhixing】
"Just give it a try, don't worry too much!"
"Come on Fengqi Wutong, withstand the pressure and win the damn championship!"
Singers waiting room.
"Pigeon, it's too crowded to see the scenery halfway up the mountain. Let's go to the top of the mountain!"
"Um!"
Song Ge looked up at Lin Zhixing, whose gloom had been swept away, with two shallow dimples imprinted on her cheeks. She grasped the hand he extended to her, and together they walked towards the top of the event.
Amid the applause and cheers of fans, Lin Zhixing held Song Ge's hand and walked confidently and calmly to the center of the stage.
A spotlight shone on the dark stage, and the lights suddenly lit up.
"Oh yeah, he doesn't believe the long night is coming, because the torch is in his hand!"
"Crossing the northern sea and the southern border, the young man rode his horse to travel in all directions!"
"The sky is ten thousand feet high like climbing a tower. Don't worry, don't be afraid, and don't look back!"
Feeling the enthusiasm of the audience, Lin Zhixing raised his finger to his mouth, made a gesture of silence, then moved his lips and said something silently.
The live camera captured a close-up of his face. The audience, who could read lips, raised the corners of their mouths slightly, and were full of anticipation for his performance.
He is right.
——Mute the world and listen to the sound of the king winning the championship!
…
Gorgeous center stage.
They originally wore black suits and white skirts, but to match this Chinese-style song, they changed into eye-catching red suits and red skirts.
The band's pipa player played the prelude, and Lin Zhixing, who had been preparing for this for a long time, raised the microphone and began to speak.
"The Moon in Qin and the Pass in Han"
“The Long March has not yet returned”
"As long as the flying general of Dragon City is
"We will not allow the Hu horse to cross the Yinshan Mountains"
The first four lines of the song shocked everyone in the audience.
“Is this a poem?”
The judges looked at each other, the audience looked at each other, thinking back to the lyrics just heard, and a picture appeared in their minds.
A handsome general in a white robe stood on the top of the Great Wall, looking at the battlefield, with a determination not to return even until his death, as if “the long march of thousands of miles has not yet returned, but the flying general of Dragon City is still here.”
The scene changed, and a general in a white robe, holding a red-tasseled spear, galloped on a white horse, killing people in the middle of a crowd. His resolute face was covered in the blood of the enemies, and behind him were flags fluttering in the wind. The sandstorms raised by the desert blinded people's eyes, and the war drums thumped in their ears, as if striking into people's hearts one by one, infinitely tragic and exciting.
The scene stopped abruptly, and the audience was shocked.
"As expected of the man who wrote "May We Live Long" and "Song of the Wine", his level is amazing!"
"No wonder they saved this song for the finals. The beginning of the song gave me a jolt!"
"Wow, I feel like it won't be long before students can see Oh Ye's works in their textbooks!"
…
The camera turned and Song Ge, dressed in a red dress, raised the microphone and spoke with her pink lips.
"A Mass Graveyard with Smoke Smoking a Thousand Miles Away"
"No one visits lonely souls in troubled times"
"The sky is speechless and the ink is cold"
"The pen and the sword will pay for the autumn with blood"
She has a strong voice and a clear sound, and as soon as she opens her mouth, her voice comes out as the refreshing voice of a female hero.
“Fuck!”
Before he even made any effort, he received quintessential comments from the audience.
Singers waiting room.
“It’s the sound of anger, it’s Qinqiang!”
Wang Jiawei's eyes lit up, and after listening to a few more sentences, she thought to herself, "The transposition sounds great too!"
The training in folk songs at school has made Song Ge's vibrato very good, which is one of her strong points. The more she vibrates, the better it sounds, without being cumbersome or dragging. The vibrato also makes people feel excited and heart-stirring.
Moreover, she has a good foundation in pop music style, and this combination of Chinese and Western styles in "A Bridge of Fate" is very suitable for her voice.
As for Qinqiang, when Lin Zhixing first got this song, he found a teacher who was proficient in this area and taught Song Ge systematically.
…
Judges' seat.
"this……"
Huang Xiao's eyes lit up when he looked at the handwritten lyrics.
He found that starting from "狼烟千里狂墓地", the first word of each sentence was the third to last word of the previous sentence.
Such a regular writing method would greatly increase the difficulty of creation, but it is normal for a creative talent like him.
Huang Xiao looked at Lin Zhixing in the center of the stage and smiled appreciatively, "This song is indeed worthy of being written by you!"
After the number of people in the live broadcast room dropped after Wang Jiawei's singing, they saw another sharp increase.
“Classical poetry never dies, it just fades away.”
"After listening to a lot of foreign electronic music and rap, I finally found that it is the Chinese style that can make me excited."
“Chinese style can be a few smudged strokes of ink or a proud and unyielding iron horse and golden sword!”
…
Gorgeous center stage.
After his high B note reached a new level of improvement, Lin Zhixing clearly felt that singing became much easier.
There are several high notes of #C5 in the song, the highest reaching #D5. Before, I had to change my mixed voice singing method to roaring to sing the high notes, but now I don’t have to do that.
"Don't be sloppy when talking about love and hate"
"Beat the war drums"
"I will endure it with a pledge of trust"
The chorus came, and Lin Zhixing sang while moving closer to Song Ge beside him.
In order to win the game safely, a buff that improves singing ability the closer the distance is, is very necessary at this moment.
"You are hiding your true intentions from me again!"
Song Ge stole a glance at Lin Zhixing, who was singing hard, and rolled her eyes. She could clearly feel that his singing level was much better than in the previous rehearsal.
Okay, then I’ll work harder too!
…
“This fate is like a bridge”
"The flags are fluttering"
"If you want to leave, please draw your sword immediately"
"Love is written off"
Song Ge secretly held back her energy, and when it came to the female part, as she slowly moved the microphone away, the audience's emotions were lifted to the sky.
【Lin Zhixing proved with this song: Your brother is still your brother! 】
[Song Ge interpreted with her singing: As long as I don’t abdicate, you will always be my concubines! ]
The male vocal part of this song is actually higher in pitch than the female vocal part. Song Ge's Qinqiang is mainly oriental and majestic, while Lin Zhixing's R&B is mainly western and graceful. It is a competition of momentum and strength.
"Don't charge for this song! This poverty is like a bridge, the keyboard keeps knocking!"
"Other people sing with one being soft and the other being hard, but they are competing to see who can sing harder. It's awesome!"
"She's so awesome, not inferior to Wang Jiawei at all, maybe even better!"
After hearing this part of the song, the audience almost changed their judgment on the outcome, and the suspense of the game increased.
In the director's office.
"9.9 million!"
"10 million!"
"10.1 million, my god, the data is still rising!"
Director Hong Bo originally thought that Wang Jiawei's performance tonight would be the peak of her performance, but he did not expect that the peak would be created by Feng Qi Wu Tong. "Let's see another surge!"
…
Gorgeous center stage.
"Don't be sloppy when talking about love and hate"
"The world is burning"
"Prove who is important by living and dying without regret"
Lin Zhixing's singing is ethereal and passionate, while Song Ge's singing is majestic and heroic. When they are combined together, there is a sense of harmony of yin and yang Tai Chi. You are in me and I am in you. The effect of the chorus can be described as a culmination of the combination of Chinese and Western styles.
Judges' seat.
"Amazing! What a huge production!"
Wei Donglin, one of the special judges, really likes this Chinese-style song, which has extremely complex composition and arrangement and is a fusion of Chinese and Western music.
The melody and lyrics are gentle at first and then grand, highlighting the majestic power. Coupled with the two extremely talented singers singing in a combination of opera and rock styles, it is simply too powerful.
As a former judge of the Spring Festival Music Gala, he has already determined who will be the champion of the night. The title of the best singer will go to "Feng Qi Wu Tong"! "Great! You will definitely be strong when you participate in the Spring Festival Music Gala!"
…
Singers waiting room.
"Xiao Song, Xiao Lin, congratulations, I lost!"
A relieved smile appeared on Wang Jiawei's lips; she had already determined the outcome of the fight.
In terms of singing and the atmosphere, she thought they were pretty much the same. The only reason she lost was in the songs, which were at least two levels different.
The song can definitely decide the outcome; having the national team just shouting into the mic or singing as a DJ won’t give them their best performance.
Wang Jiawei was willing to lose to Fengqi Wutong.
"Left Hand Pointing to the Moon" made her a singer with representative works. She is especially grateful to them. After spending these recording sessions together, they have a good relationship.
As the third place winner of the last Spring Festival Music Gala, she has never won the first place in any competition. She also hopes that Fengqi Wutong can go further and further with the title of "first".
"Come on, Phoenix, spread your wings. I will watch you fly higher and higher!"
…
“This fate is like a bridge”
"Take a look at the story"
"We will take off our armor when we travel to the end of the world"
"Dream of the Great Wall"
Finally, with a perfect ending, the two of them, shoulder to shoulder, completed their farewell performance on the stage of "I Am the King of Singers".
There was thunderous applause from the audience.
“Desolate and tragic, shocking and beautiful!”
"Feng Qi Wu Tong, champion!"
"Feng Qi Wu Tong, champion!!!"
In the director's office.
"10.6 million!"
"10.63 million!"
"10.66 million! The peak data is here!"
Director Hong Bo shouted excitedly, his voice already hoarse, "Thank you, Fengqi Wutong!"
…
“Thank you Fengqi Wutong for the wonderful performance!”
The host He Ling returned to the center of the stage holding a voting machine. "If you like Wang Jiawei's singing, please press the number 1. If you like Feng Qi Wu Tong's singing, please press the number 2. Now I declare that the voting will start now!"
"11111111."
"22222, Fengqi Wutong champion!"
Voting is proceeding in an orderly manner...
After the host He Ling's sponsor advertisement, the backstage staff handed him the counted votes.
"Okay, the votes have been counted. Now please ask the two singers to return to the stage."
Amid the audience's applause, Feng Qi Wutong and Wang Jiawei came to the center of the stage, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
"Now I will announce the voting results."
He Ling opened the envelope containing the votes and announced the results: "According to the audience's votes, Feng Qi Wu Tong received 350 votes, and Wang Jiawei received 150 votes!"
"There were 515 votes in total from 500 judges plus 3 special judges, of which Wang Jiawei received 115 and Feng Qi Wutong received 400!"
"Combining the votes of both, congratulations to Feng Qi Wu Tong for winning the title of King of Singers of our "I Am the King of Singers: The Year of Fighting". You are the champions of tonight!"
As soon as he finished speaking, applause resounded throughout the recording site, and cold fireworks shot out from the stage, brightening up the entire stage.
"Wuhu, Fengqi Wutong won the championship!"
“They deserve the title. They were on the verge of elimination and created a miracle!”
Wang Jiawei smiled and walked over to give him a hug. "Xiao Lin, Xiao Song, congratulations! I hope your future music career will be more and more successful!"
"Thank you, Sister Jiawei!"
…
Off screen.
“They did it, they succeeded!”
Dong Chen wiped his tears and hugged Ji Yu excitedly, "I can't believe it, they are really the strongest!"
The other side.
In a high-end apartment.
“Bang!”
Guo Jiahe accepted the result and smashed the champagne into pieces. "Feng Qi Wu Tong, you won. I am completely convinced!"
Also shattered was his unwilling heart.
…
The recording site of "I Am the King of Singers".
Director Hong Bo came to the center of the stage holding the trophy symbolizing the title of "King of Singers" and handed the trophy to the two people, causing the audience to boil again.
"The King of Songs!"
"King of Songs!!!"
【bite!】
[The difficult difficulty of the system mission has been completed. Congratulations to the host for obtaining the song "We are the champions" and three song selection cards! ]
The system prompt sound suddenly sounded.
Lin Zhixing turned around and looked at Song Ge, who was raising his glass to celebrate with a bright smile, and nodded with a smile.
"Yes, we are the champions!"
(End of this chapter)
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