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Tang Zhuojian participated in many drafts, but none of them made it to the end, because there was always a contract between elimination and promotion, and he had no choice but to leave if he did not compromise.

Fans who watched the scene took a video of Tang Zhuojian singing and posted it on Weibo, and the name "Monster Tang" became popular for a while.

"The Road to Growth" is a music talent show that has just become popular. After the success of the first season, the second season has started non-stop.Tang Zhuojian went again with the mentality of giving it a try. It was the rematch at that time.

He stood straight behind the stage curtain, wearing the casual clothes he usually wears most, with a calm face.

Before standing here, he had a conversation with the program director that he unilaterally found unpleasant.

"The three professional instructors in front of the stage, Hu Chiyu, who debuted not long ago and is now popular as a singer and song genius who is similar to your age, have already appointed you by default. This is also determined according to your own position. Wei Qing will not talk about it. Everyone knows, but you may not be familiar with Bie Han in the end. He has just returned to China and is a recording and mixing engineer. In the past two years, many foreign first-line star albums have been mixed with him. His teacher is called recording. King in the mixing class. Your task is to hate him, if you don’t agree with him, you will fight back whatever he says.”

Tang Zhuojian really didn't understand why he had to create such an image for him.

He frowned, and glanced at the information given to him by the director: Tang Zhuojian, 20 years old, from Chengdu, Sichuan. Grandma lived at home, and was admitted to university with his own efforts. Now he works part-time as a waiter in a restaurant to earn tuition and living expenses for himself. When he is free, he likes to sing on the street with a guitar on his back. He is a wandering singer. I wanted to give up my dream several times, but in the end I persisted again and again until I stood on this stage.

Come on, I like music and was kicked out by my family. The script was written like this ten years ago... Well, this is true, but it doesn't mean that if the VCR reads this passage in the material, he is in the mood to receive: "I am Tang Zhuowian, I want to realize my dream."

What a joke, except for his parents, no one has ever disapproved of him professionally.

This kind of cliche life story is really as boring as boiled cabbage.

Someone wrote it, someone acted it, and someone watched it.Tang Zhuojian never doubted that there is anything impossible in this world.

"Your eyes, don't be so cold and calm, be more cynical, yes, be full of accusations against the world." The director was immersed in the character set arranged for Tang Zhuojian, but Tang Zhuojian couldn't make that look at all, he frowned slightly He pursed his lips, and after a while, said in a low voice, "Excuse me, why did I hate that teacher?"

The director took a long breath, rolled his eyes and looked at the ceiling, and clapped his hands with restraint on a thick stack of papers that might have recorded many contestants' personalities, and said, "Topic, where does the traffic come from if there is no topic? You chose Hu Akabane, to hate Bie Han is also to secretly intensify the conflict between the two mentors! You need topics to bring you out again, I read Weibo, you have quite a lot of fans, and you can have more."

Perhaps because he didn’t understand what he meant, Tang Zhuojian reorganized the language: “Sorry, I mean, why is it him? Not Teacher Wei Qing? Or if I have to choose Teacher Hu Chiyu in the end, why didn’t I choose Hu Chiyu in the first place? Teacher, you were moved by him in the end and chose him instead?" Tang Zhuojian said lightly.

From the audition to the preliminaries to the semi-finals, he has read his own persona countless times, some of which are true and false, and reality and ideals are different.

But he doesn't need topics to bring him out.

He is a person who doesn't like to be a clown in most cases, most of the cases, because for certain people, there are always exceptions.

"Bie Han has just returned to China. They don't have such a high exposure rate as singers behind the scenes. No one knows that he is the one we spend the most time, money and energy on. If you don't know him, you don't know him. In the end, you know who he is. Who, then the topic will come back to you, which can create traffic." The director tried his best to explain, and there was a tendency that he no longer wanted to explain.

Let it go when you see it, Tang Zhuojian nodded slightly, and laughed softly: "Tsk, it's just a show, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers?"

The director clapped his hands suddenly: "Yes! That's it!" Perhaps it was a sense of comfort that a child can teach.

"Oh, I see."

The entertainment industry is probably like this. All accidents and topics have a script that has already been drawn up. It only needs these celebrities and amateurs to act together. If they perform well, they will gain countless fans. In short, good and bad are considered a kind of "harvest".

In this kind of "suicide" fame, many young people flock to it.

"The person who will appear next may be very familiar. You will never forget his voice once you hear it. The resolution is extremely high. We have laughed at him off the stage. If he goes to the masked singing If you want to guess, then it’s not guessing, it might be 666, haha, OK, come on, please, Tang Zhuojian!”

Tang Zhuojian's tone is a bit "demon" type, and he speaks like ghosts walking at night, and the autumn wind is blowing. His professional teacher Li Shirui gave him the evaluation: "cold", deserted and cold, as if you can't see the end at a glance The darkness is also like the endless wind blowing from the snow-capped mountains at night, and he is the rhythmic soul in the air. There is no poetry, no distance, only endless desolation.

This is the reason for "Monster Tang".

For a singer, apart from ten years of practice, the most important thing is not hard work, but talent. A person's timbre can only be changed by the way and position of his voice, but after all, it is always the same. The voice is still the same. The same voice.

"Come on, come on, sing well." The director patted him on the back.

Regarding singing, Tang Zhuowian has always been calm and unhurried. When it was his turn to play, there were screams from all over the audience, and a Chinese style song written a long time ago easily rolled to a climax on the stage.

This is a common thing, no matter how ordinary the song comes out of his voice, it is full of unique despair and affection, and the scene seems to be flooded with autumn wind for a while.

Black is black from the beginning to the end. It is said that the stage needs exaggerated colors to highlight the protagonists. The colorful costumes and colorful lights are bright, so Tang Zhuo sees it, and the color becomes his black embellishment.

Without any nervousness, he finished singing smoothly, bowed, and waited quietly for the instructor's comment.

"Is it Tang Zhuojian? It's great. I feel like I haven't heard this kind of song for a long time. Do you know that there is a soul in your singing voice? Your tone is really, very distinctive. It makes me feel very hopeless, and you You should have sung since elementary school, right? The breath is very steady, and every note is well controlled. I have goosebumps. Ah, I seem to remember that I saw a video of you singing on Weibo. It seemed very popular at the time. Was it also recorded when you participated in some program? And did you write this song yourself?" Hu Chiyu sat in the middle, staring at Tang Zhuojian with interest and maybe a little excitement.

Tang Zhuojian pulled the corners of his mouth slightly, showed a mechanical smile, and then uttered a single tone: "Yeah." The tone of his speech was almost the same as that of singing, which was the evidence that he had integrated singing into his life.

Wei Qing admired him very much, turned his head to intertwine Hu Chiyu's eyes in the spirit of discussion, and then said with a smile: "You think it's good too? I was amazed from the moment he spoke. The tone is the capital, and such capital is really rare. .”

"Yes, you wrote this song, so do you often write songs?" Hu Chiyu asked.

"Well, but I just write down the inspiration. If I can't guarantee that the melody can be made into a finished product that I am satisfied with, I will keep it in the voice memo." Tang Zhuojian replied truthfully, at least he thinks that art is If you have a soul, you stumble and get a semi-finished product out, which is also a disrespect for the inspiration that flashed by at that time. If you want to do it, do your best, otherwise don't start.

Wei Qing pointed at him with a smile, tilted his head and said to Hu Chiyu: "This idea is interesting, and it's important to respect what you like. So you don't want to finish a musical work in a hurry?"

Tang Zhuojian: "Well, I don't want to."

"Wow, then, now briefly introduce the song you sang today?"

Tang Zhuojian was holding the microphone, his eyes quickly swept across the judges' seats, and he saw Wei Qing who was sitting on the side and Bie Han whom he was ordered to hate.

For Wei Qing, the national husband, he debuted in a band when he was in his teens, and he sang the lyrics and songs for the band. It seems that he has not been exhausted, never hype, today's achievements are all due to strength, he just sat there with a soft and humble expression.As for Hu Chiyu, Tang Zhuojian is indifferent, he has always been indifferent to traffic stars.But Bie Han is a completely unfamiliar face, different from Wei Qing's gentleness and Hu Chiyu's excitement, he doesn't seem to care much about who sang what happened, he just looked at Tang Zhuojian lightly and didn't intend to say anything What does it look like.

Tang Zhuo regained his composure, cleared his throat and said: "This is a Chinese style song, inspired by Lu You's 'Pale face and white hair in decline, yellow scrolls and blue lights are empty and painstaking'. This song is about Zhu Yunwen. It is recognized that It is said that Emperor Jianwen died after Zhu Di usurped the throne, but some people say that he did not die, but escaped into Buddhism and became a monk. And this song is about his situation and mood, so..." Speaking of this, Tang Zhuojian inadvertently paused, and was about to continue, but suddenly heard a voice from behind.

Tang Zhuojian took a course in school, and happened to encounter Bie Han's professional field, called "mixing practice". One of the trainings he had to do every day was to listen to a sound through earphones or stereos, and identify the sound The frequency band is accurate to within 500 Hz, and then the sound image is identified to be accurate to within 5.

This sound comes from the right rear pan value around 60.

"Zhu Yunqi is an emperor, from the Ming Dynasty, with the reign name Jianwen, and Zhu Di is also the emperor of the Ming Dynasty! It's similar to the background of the Chinese style song in your last album. You don't care, it doesn't matter who is who!"

The sound was not loud, it just happened that because of training, Tang Zhuojian's ears were more sensitive than ordinary people.Looking up again, Tang Zhuojian frowned slightly when he saw Hu Chiyu's thoughtful expression covering the earphones with one hand, and suddenly understood something.

"That's why I wrote such a song." He continued, "Of course, this is all subjectively substituting and imagining the scene at that time, and the Yanle I used for this song is Chinese style after all, and the national mode is always It can’t be wrong, because the pure palace businessman Jiao Zhengyu is too decent.” At this point, Tang Zhuojian paused again, and immediately turned a corner before he could say it, and suddenly replaced it with another relatively professional word, "Like the main chord, it always represents stability in the mode. Yale has always represented the court's emphasis on both elegance and vulgarity. However, Yanle gives people a sense of precarity. For example, if I want to describe a tangled person, I will not think about it at the beginning. If I choose a first-level triad, I will be more inclined to the auditory effect of a second-level ninth chord. If conditions permit, I may lower it to a fifth level. If I pursue the so-called unresolved feeling, the sound of 'leap' is more grounded than 'change sign' Many, so I think Yan Le is the most suitable." After finishing speaking, Tang Zhuojian showed an almost imperceptible smile, and was instantly evaporated by the temperature of the spotlight on the stage.

In fact, he has no intention of being professional, not to mention that as a musician, this is the foundation.It's just that he now feels as if he has painstakingly made a steamed egg with a good color and flavor, and the first spoonful he ate, he chewed his mouth full of eggshells.

It can be said that I am very unhappy.

"Yanyue and Yayue are both Chinese national modes. One is raised to four levels and the other is lowered to seven levels. They are called Bianzheng and Run. Gongshangjiao Zhengyu is the traditional Chinese pentatonic mode. As for any three-chord and seven-chord mode, you don’t need it. Never mind, it's all about composing and arranging music." Sure enough, a soft explanation came from the background again.

Presumably, Hu Chiyu, who has been popular in China for more than half a year and is said to be rare in a hundred years, is also a stack of scripts in the director's hands. I don't know how many characters that are completely inconsistent with him are written in the script. .

Tang Zhuojian smirked slightly, waiting for the instructor in the audience to speak.

The lights of the stage were always focused on Tang Zhuojian, fully illuminating his unwillingness and disdain.

But fans think it is "dominant", an aura that can calm the audience.

He is the "hair boy" and "young man" in the eyes of many people. The rules of one industry and one industry have long been set, but there are still people who try to use their so-called hard work in exchange for a miracle, and then they are severely photographed by reality.

"Great, really great, so, what do you think of our team?" Hu Chiyu still asked with a smile, as if Tang Zhuojian had never answered his question.

According to the script, Tang Zhuojian should readily accept it, and before accepting it, Bie Han should be brought into the topic.

His eyes wandered over the three mentors, and for a moment, he smiled: "Oh, sorry, I want to join the Bie teacher team, I don't know Bie teacher, can you accept me?"

When he looked at Bie Han, Bie Han was also looking at him.

But Bie Han didn't expect that the young man who looked to be just 20 years old on the stage would suddenly mention himself, and there was no word Tang Zhuojian in the list of students handed over to him long ago, so he raised his head and looked carefully at it. Look at the youth on the stage.

The all-black outfit suits him very well. His black hair is drooping cleanly. His appearance is not stunning, but it is so bright that people can't move his eyes. When he smiles, there is a small canine tooth on the right.

In a few seconds, Biehan harvested the result: very temperamental.

Such a person is very rare. I can't say whether he is so handsome or so handsome that he can make people pregnant, but it is enough to make people look at him all the time.

His aura attacked the air around him, causing it to condense.

He stood there with an abyss in between.

The scene was embarrassing for a while, the most embarrassing one was Hu Chiyu. Fortunately, this was a recording, and it was only in the semi-finals. In the audience, there were many players supporting relatives, including Tang Zhuojian. The fans were cheering, and the staff were all stunned. .

They were intoxicated by his singing, admired his character, and were even more impressed by this powerful inner world.

Accidents in the show are always easy to resolve. The three of them glanced at each other, and soon the embarrassment was broken. Bie Han said, "Tang Zhuojian."

The person whose name was called had already put away his smile, looked at the source of the sound expressionlessly, and then nodded heavily.

The first time the two had an impression of each other was in this draft. Although the main majors are in the two fields, there are still a lot of matching surfaces, but Bie Han didn't feel that he must bring any help to this person, Tang Zhuo Jian didn't think he could get what he wanted by following the sound mixer.

Like a stone falling into the sea, there is no wave at all, but it stirs up different waves.Neither of them ever imagined what would happen next.

"I want you."

Originally thought that the draft would end embarrassingly because of Bie Han's words, but unexpectedly ushered in an even more embarrassing end.

"What happened to that Tang Zhuo? Isn't it I who is his mentor? Have you temporarily revised the script?" After the show was recorded, Hu Chiyu asked the director in the background, and the director also looked indifferent, shook his hand and said: "His Cut all the shots, and find someone to make up the recording again."

Although Bie Han said the sentence "I want you", in fact all the shots about Tang Zhuojian were cut out, so this fact is no longer true.

After coming down, his classmate Xiao Hui, who participated in the competition with him, looked at him with a face that had predicted the result, and said in his standard Chengdu dialect: "I knew you were not allowed to obey me, is it? Monster Tang ·True knowledge·insight."

"Well, yes, Shaw Oguri Shun Brian Leonard James Shuaihui."

"...?"

Xiao Hui's face changed immediately, and he immediately cursed: "My mother just said one thing, can you hate me ten times?"

"No, I praised you for being handsome." Tang Zhuojian smiled.

"Son of Immortal Bangui, my brain hurts when I see you smiling. Do you know that when you smile, it's just like the smile in WeChat. It really hurts your brain!"

Tang Zhuojian: [smiling].

Xiao Hui saw to Tang Zhuo that the mouth that opened his mouth to beat people to death was already numb, and he only hoped that someone would take this evildoer away with a Qiankun bag.