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Chapter 320 The Fourth Highest

As soon as Han Qiu came onto the stage holding the chrysanthemum pig, he attracted a crowd of onlookers.

The audience at the scene was fine, many of them were old faces who had watched the last city-level rematch. Not only did they not feel unfamiliar when they saw the chrysanthemum pig, but they also had a sense of intimacy spontaneously. Many people still collected pet food for their tickets In exchange for the blessing card.

"This little beast, is it going to kill another Ultraman today?" This sentence quickly spread in a small group, and no one who has seen Wangcai's pet food advertisement will be impressed by this line. Unfamiliar; but the sentence is put here, it is inevitable to remind people of another related meaning.

Ye Feng's behavior today is like an Ultraman. To eliminate him...isn't it easy?
There are quite a few people who know Chrysanthemum Pig, but there are even more people who don't, especially the audience who are not at the scene but are waiting in front of the TV, their eyes widened.

Is this a singer contest or a breeding contest?How come there are still pigs on the field?And I have to sing opera as soon as I play!
This world is really getting more and more crazy. Can raising pigs produce artistic cells?
Nonsense, nonsense, is opera something anyone can play?
"What a cute little pig, where did you buy it, I will definitely buy one to play with!" Countless MMs stared at the chrysanthemum pig on the screen, showing a trend of overflowing maternal love.

"Contestant No. 14, hello, are you really going to sing this song "Nessun Dorma" today? I have to remind you, this is an opera and it is difficult to sing." A judge couldn't help it, and pointed at the stage Han Qiu shook his head: "I suggest you choose a popular song to sing."

The judge was relatively soft-hearted. After receiving the director's instructions to focus on taking care of contestant No. 14, he felt a little bit unbearable, so he put forward his own suggestion.Of course, if Han Qiu really changed to pop songs, he would not have any chance to compete with Ye Feng, and the judges would be able to give a low score with peace of mind, without any psychological burden.

"Isn't this song popular?" Han Qiu stared at the judges in confusion, curled his lips, and said, "Songs that are very well-known are popular songs. "Nessun Dorma" should barely be considered an example of this, right?"

The judge's eyes froze, he shook his head fiercely and said, "Have you received professional training?"

"No." Han Qiu answered truthfully.

"Then have you ever had experience on the opera stage?"

"nor."

"With neither professional training nor opera stage experience, how dare you sing opera casually? Young man, you are just an ordinary student, don't make fun of the elegant art of opera!"

The judge's tone was very serious, but there was actually the second half of the sentence he didn't say: Don't you think it's ridiculous that you come here to perform an opera wearing this outfit that costs only a few hundred yuan in total?
"I didn't make fun of the opera, but I hope you don't make fun of me." Han Qiu's tone was very gentle, but he concealed his sharp edge, faintly expressing his dissatisfaction with the judges' interference in his freedom.

Several judges sighed unanimously, shook their heads secretly, exchanged glances with each other, and the contempt was beyond words.

Forget it, this kid wants to kill himself, and no one else can stop him.Since he wants to sing opera and demands progress so much, then we can force him to meet the standards of the original singer.

The director kept shaking his head in the background, and cursed angrily: "This guy who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth is treating this stage as a joke? Doesn't he know that this is a live broadcast, facing the audience all over the country! He is shameless, I still want to face!"

From everyone's point of view, Han Qiu, who was wearing an outfit of several hundred yuan and holding a pet piglet in his arms, was a little too ignorant!

Even Zhou Yang sighed in the audience: "Hey, Brother Qiu really wants to play opera. I'm afraid he went too far this time!"

The passionate melody sounded, and the air of the stadium reverberated with an exciting factor, but few people felt a sense of anticipation, most of them were waiting to endure a few minutes of torture, and some were waiting to see a joke.

"Haha, once this idiot makes a noise, it will probably scare a lot of people. The staff should pay attention to the ceiling of the stage." Ye Feng said calmly in the lounge: "Afraid that the tiles will fall, afraid that the tiles will fall!"

Han Qiu began to sing, and as soon as the first note was uttered, the audience fell silent instantly.

Damn, I found the right pitch without making any mistakes?Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, feeling extremely surprised, and then he relaxed: It's okay, this is just the beginning, the difficulty is the lowest, and he will know it after a while.

Several judges glanced at each other, all showing expressions of disbelief.

Different from pop music, opera relies on real strength, and has extremely strict requirements on pitch, intonation, and pitch. Without years of training, it is impossible to take a step forward.

And even if you get a glimpse of the door, if you want to improve further, it will require more arduous efforts.This is a bit similar to martial arts training in martial arts novels. The further you go to the back, the slower the progress. Sometimes it's just one or two scales, and you can't get up even if you are killed.

Therefore, for professionals, they only need to listen to one sentence to judge a person's true level.

The sentence Han Qiu sang made the judges feel a little confused: Damn, did they have hallucinations?Based on this sentence, it is completely professional!

Fortunately, what Han Qiu copied with the chrysanthemum pig was the version downloaded from the Internet, which inevitably contained some noise and traces of electronic synthesis, which was not so authentic.If he took the chrysanthemum pig to Europe and went to the opera house to listen to Pavarotti's performance, then... that would be an impossible task. Pavarotti has already passed away, and now the only thing left in the world is audio and video .

The judges look at it with a professional eye, but the audience doesn't care about it, they just care about whether it feels good or not.

Han Qiu's voice satisfied all their imaginations: the majestic voice and the sophisticated performance were almost exactly the same as the "Nessun Dorma" they had heard before, which was shocking!

The song gradually reached its climax, and the moment to test Han Qiu's high pitch level had arrived!
Countless people, including those on the field, off the field, and in front of the TV, are clenching their fists tightly at this moment, as if it is not Han Qiu who needs to challenge themselves at this time, but themselves.

"Big idiot, come on, you can do it!" Zhong Yiyi didn't notice at all, his palms were all sweaty.

"Han Qiu, unleash all your energy." Ouyang Feifei gently closed her eyes. She felt that only by closing her eyes could her ears be more sensitive and clear.

"Everyone, be careful, I'm afraid the sound of tiles falling to the ground is coming." Ye Feng shouted jokingly.Isn't it just that the bass and midrange are okay, but when it comes to the treble, it depends on how you cope!

He couldn't believe to death that Han Qiu could perfectly interpret the high-pitched part, because this was a state that even he himself hadn't reached.This is different from dolphin sound, which pushes audio to the limit of human beings, and opera, which pushes volume and timbre to the extreme.If purely in terms of technique, dolphin sound is slightly better than that, but if it is more shocking and sensational, it is out of reach.

Even he was not in a state to challenge rashly, so this idiot still naively challenged him. Isn't that asking for abuse?
Han Qiu took a deep breath, moved the microphone to a position closer to the chrysanthemum pig, and then...

The powerful, shocking voice came out!Like a blazing flame that showed its sharpness, it streaked across the night sky and burned the entire sky, shining brilliantly!

With a "click", a mirror in the background shattered...

"My God, how is it possible? Everything I heard is true?" The director trembled slightly with excitement: "Could it be Mr. Pavarotti, singing from heaven?"

The scene is completely boiling!
In fact, everyone has heard this track more than once. To be honest, if you just listen to it by yourself, no matter how exciting it is, you won’t feel particularly exciting; but now it’s in a stadium that can accommodate tens of thousands of people. Here, people's emotions are contagious and will skyrocket at a geometric rate.It’s like staying at home watching a football live broadcast, and people often fall asleep watching it; but watching the game in person, the enthusiasm seems to be able to melt half of the iceberg.

The audience at the scene all stood up involuntarily, waving their arms high and swinging rhythmically from side to side.Everyone's emotions were magnified to the extreme on this passionate night!
The emotions of several judges were ups and downs, and it was difficult to calm down: My God, is this really just an ordinary student?
Although he was still wearing a few hundred yuan outfit, he now looked more individual than all the evening gowns!
Could it be that today, all of us are going to witness a legend, an evolution from rough stone to rough jade!

This situation reminds people of the scene in which Paul Potts, a mobile phone salesman in England, shocked the world.The same grassroots people, the same civilian stage, the same opera, the same piece of music... The only difference is that this guy's singing seems to be more professional and shocking!

It's a pity that our stage is just a college student's singer competition, and it's only a provincial final, so the temple is a bit small; if it's a big stage, this guy must be shining brightly and shining like a star!
"Director, you asked us to be strict, but this level, no matter how strict it is, it will be difficult to "take care" of him out of the promotion list. I am afraid that he will have to go to the capital to participate in the finals." Director In the earphones of the judges, the helpless voices of several judges came.

"When did I ask you to treat them differently? Fairness, justice and openness have always been my code of conduct!" The director angrily criticized several judges, don't be full of crooked ways.

Several judges were extremely wronged: Damn, a leader is a leader, turn your hand into a cloud, turn your hand into rain, turn your hand into a horse, and those who suffer and suffer are all the people at the bottom.

Want to be a good person now?Damn, this favor cannot be snatched by you alone.

One of the judges even made up a comment: Everyone is familiar with the world's three major tenors, but I think they need to know the world's fourth highest now!
After the climax, Han Qiu's singing stopped abruptly, but the melody was still ringing.

Han Qiu was stunned: "Chrysanthemum pig, what's wrong with you? Don't lose the chain!"

(End of this chapter)