Orthodox idols will not be disqualified

Chapter 30

The release of the 41 singles marks the arrival of the general election.

Leaving aside the weird MV content, the new single is very good from the shape to the cover. The cover of the A panel is a double photo of Lian Xiaowu and Tang Jia, and the B panel is a group photo of 18 people selected this time. .The newly printed ballots are attached to the thin CD, just waiting for the official voting to open on the [-]th of next month.

Lian Xiaowu's schedule is very full, a new single will be released on April 19th, and she will go to several Dage platforms in the first week. There is also a radio station at night on NO.20. Qin Yiming and him have a flirtatious chat. To coincide with the promotional period, the two happened to go on the show together.I don't know if Huang Zixin deliberately spared time, NO.[-] has no special arrangements for the whole day.He called Xu Ziyao to confirm the meeting time, turned his head and hurriedly walked into the dressing room.

They rushed to the studio early in the morning, and the recording could be finished by about noon.Satellite TV's new song-playing program has a very special time slot, between [-]:[-] p.m. and [-]:[-] p.m. on Monday night, and it will be seamlessly connected to the news broadcast.Most of the other provincial stations are broadcasting news in the province at the moment, and there are still quite a few people who watch "Music Express" as a dinner program during meals.

Jia Jia was quite worried about the first stage this time, she covered her heart and said: "The sixth sense is at work again, Zai Zai, you haven't stood in C for two years, and it's the pre-voting list again, even if we don't do well, we must do it!" Can't go wrong."

In the past two years, there has been endless debate on the Internet about padding and lip-syncing, and whether half-opening the microphone counts as lip-syncing has even become a topic.When idols perform, they usually have to sing and dance at the same time. Not everyone has amazing lung capacity, and they can sing and dance without panting.

Spark basically used pad sound in previous performances, that is, they turned on the microphone when performing on stage, but half of the original singer was mixed in the accompaniment, and the two tracks of vocals and accompaniment overlapped.

It is true that there is sincerity in fully opening the mic, considering the effect presented, half-opening the mic is a tacit thing in the idol industry.The year before last, the girl group next door directly gave up the pad sound at the first stage of the song, and the lip-syncing incident fermented from the Internet to the paper media, and the group disappeared after a few months.

The operation suddenly felt cold, and it was stipulated that all microphones must be turned on for the first stage.

To say that spark has been able to stand in the idol world for ten years is mostly due to Li Zongneng's willingness to survive.

Under the strong resistance of the clothing team, the management gave up his novelty aesthetics, and Lian Xiaowu said while putting on his sleeves: "It's okay, it's okay, you have to trust me."

Lian Xiaowu is really not worried, he was praised as "all-round" by the teacher during the training.This omnipotence means that although he is not the best at singing and dancing, he can sing and dance, and he can do both.

Spark has no shortage of partial subjects, and it is often the talents who are particularly outstanding in a certain aspect that are more conspicuous. The beauty of the shortcomings will always work.

There were a lot of people crowded in the dressing room, and the program staff knocked on the door, reminding that it would be Spark's turn later.Lian Xiaowu moved his arm and let Jiajia tie the headset for him.

Tang Jia and he were wearing the same song-playing suit, with only a slight difference in the buttons of the jacket.He put on heavy stage makeup again, and the improved military uniform belt was tied around his waist, and he made a clanging sound when he walked over.

He has always been responsible for not many lyrics, and there is only one single sentence, and the weight is reflected on the camera.The long black thread was wrapped around his waist, Xiao Yang followed behind and untied it diligently, his hand speed was able to beat [-]% of the assistants.

Lian Xiaowu didn't speak, just glanced at him.

Tang Jia was very good at pinpointing his weaknesses, and always moved forward and backward outside, so that no one could see a trace of ambiguity.Whenever the two have some private time together, the atmosphere begins to change visibly to the naked eye.

He pondered for a long time before he slowly realized that Tang Jia was using practical actions to stop him from "being seen by others" as an excuse that day.

It was so safe that Jiajia didn't notice anything was wrong.

Lian Xiaowu also pretended to smile at him, and stood on the left side of the backstage, staring at the director's gestures and preparing to go on stage.

The main title of the 41st single is called "The Track of the Heart", and the stage design alone is very careful.The director waved his hand, and the fans below shouted out the pre-rehearsed calls with the momentum of thousands of horses. Lian Xiaowu and Tang Jia came out neatly from the left and right amidst the calls.

The big tops who often go out for business are basically rarely in the center of the single station outside the main list. A new generation replaces the old ones, and the ultimate goal of the operation is to be able to hold a new top.Even most of Xiaowu's fans don't care much about his position in the group, and it's better to be able to go out for business than to be self-confident in the circle.But something is better than nothing, and Lian Xiaowu may pay more attention to this unexpected center position than his fans.

——After all, in the past few years, he rarely had a moment when he stood in the center of the stage as "Idol Lian Xiaowu".

Lian Xiaowu closed her eyes slightly in the shadow, and opened them as the light came on.After he and Tang Jia made a brief opening, the curtain fell, and the rest of the members followed closely behind on the steps.

The dance moves of "Track of the Heart" are very large, and Lian Xiaowu took on a lot of parts.As soon as the accompaniment of the main song came out, Lian Xiaowu understood that the company was probably afraid that he would sing, and the background volume was extremely loud today.

It would be embarrassing to accept such love or not, Lian Xiaowu felt depressed, and poured more and more energy into "Heart Track".

At the end of the second chorus, half of the 18 people withdrew, and Lian Xiaowu hid on the side of the half-dark stage, staring intently at Tang Jia who stood alone at the forefront of the formation.He counted the seconds silently in his heart, and a beam of chasing light hit Lian Xiaowu when Tang Jia completed the last movement. He stretched out his hand to support his ears, turned around and walked to the center of the beam.

The 15-second bridge was enough for the members behind to change positions. Lian Xiaowu had just finished singing the first line, and during the interval of breathing, a basin of cold water poured over his brain.

The accompaniment in the ear turned off.

He even heard his own voice delayed over the loudspeaker.

It was only for a moment, Lian Xiaowu had no time to think about anything else, and continued to sing along with the memory from the practice.

The accompaniment sound appeared in the ear, and there was no sound again during the last chorus.Lian Xiaowu gritted her teeth and tore off the earbuds with one hand.The audience's noisy discussion and the sound of toes tapping on the stage floor invaded at the same time.The voice of the chorus that was supposed to be a chorus suddenly weakened by half, and he clearly noticed that the members behind him gave up opening their mouths.

After taking off his earbuds, he naturally missed the anxious command of the following spark staff.

"Stop, don't be timid, I will re-record later!"

Lian Xiaowu continued singing.

Hundreds of spectators were recruited for the pre-recording. Fans of spark got tickets with a good location and sat in the front row facing the stage.Lian Xiaowu gave up the business and didn't look at the audience at all.There was only one thought in his terrified thoughts, half a minute left, nothing could go wrong.

"The Track of the Heart" is the last song of the day. Normally, they get such a late order, and the staff always ask them to stay on the stage and interact with the fans for a while.

Lian Xiaowu still didn't look down, her eyes focused on the void, and the fans' cries and screams passed through her ears.Tang Jia took the hand microphone from the staff, greeted the fans in the audience calmly, and then handed the microphone to him.

With sweaty palms, Lian Xiaowu woke up from a dream. Based on past experience, she found the correct seat, bent her eyes and began to recite the book.

The microphone didn't go down any further. The host in charge of the show took over the conversation in time, and the big screen scrolled to play the personnel who participated in this episode of singing, and ended the announcement under the swirling ribbons of the audience.

The staff has no intention of recording it again, which means that he did not make mistakes...or is it topical and does not need to be perfect?

Lian Xiaowu walked forward with his head down, his hot and humid hand was tightly wrapped by another hand in the dark passage, he was never good at rejecting other people's kindness, and he didn't want to shake off that hand at this moment.

It's just a song, and the performance lasted less than 5 minutes, but in the last minute and a half, every minute and every second was suffering.Without the sound of the accompaniment, without the help of the ear return, he is singing purely by feeling and habit.

Lian Xiaowu was very scared.

On the first stage, the mics were all on, and no one would give him drum tips.He couldn't hear his own voice, the accompaniment was cut off twice, and the second time he simply took off his ears.Lian Xiaowu couldn't tell if she had made a wrong beat or sang with an erratic intonation.

The members behind were discussing the malfunction just now with lingering fear. They were much luckier than Lian Xiaowu. For the last time in section B, it was difficult to tell whose voice it was during the chorus.

They did not stand in the center of the stage, did not have to bear all the pressure from the outside world, and were even complacent about this accident.

Accompaniment failure, there must be many people concerned.

Lian Xiaowu was exhausted at the moment, and the chaotic thoughts in his mind piled up higher and higher, reaching the cerebral cortex. He opened the curtain, saw the sun through the clouds, and saw the assistant guarding the entrance.

He raised his arms to cover his eyes, and murmured, "So your sixth sense is really right."

Jia Jia glanced at the hands they were holding, and didn't have time to think about the twists and turns. She raised her eyes and said, "It's okay, son, you performed very well."

Lin Jia is an assistant to an idol who sings and dances. I don't know anything about vocal music. I appreciate it with the naked eye. In the words of the manager, it has no reference value.

Lian Xiaowu didn't speak for a long time, and finally said: "Jiajia, let's go."

He didn't want to watch his performance for the time being.

In fact, he can only be an ostrich for another six hours, and "Music Express" will be broadcast at six o'clock in the evening.

It was like a child laying down in a sandpit to build a castle. The castle collapsed, and the child deceived himself and buried his face in the sand.Children who are well protected have a common problem, lacking the courage to face themselves.

Lian Xiaowu slept in the dormitory for a long time, and when she woke up, she was on the top of the moon, and completely missed the broadcast time of "Track of the Heart".

Tang Jia was not in the dormitory.

There was a live broadcast event tonight, and the little idol and fans watched the song of the new single on the cloud. Tang Jia was pulled to show his face, and he hasn't come back yet.

Lian Xiaowu answered the phone in a daze: "... who is it?"

The electric current was buzzing, and the manager's voice overlapped inside and outside the door at the same time: "Don't sleep, brother, get up and open the door."

Lian Xiaowu rubbed her sleepy eyes, and ran to the door with her slippers on, "Brother Xin, why are you here?"

Huang Zixin came alone, and he forwarded all his calls to Lin Jia, intending to be the hands-off shopkeeper. Jia Jia was very busy, dealing with a steady stream of inquiries.

But he was idle and walked slowly from the office to the dormitory building.

Huang Zixin raised his wrist and said concisely: "Look at what time it is."