don't call me singer

Chapter 1057 This is called singing

On the screen, the subtitles continue to prompt:

"Choreographer: Gu Xiaobai."

Of course, this is not a complete Nuo dance, but Gu Xiaobai has transformed some movements of ghosts and gods into the gestures commonly used in rap.

After all, Gu Xiaobai also sang rap, he knows what kind of movements are needed to guide emotions on stage.

A rapper's movements shouldn't be overly complicated, but there's never a moment of idleness on stage.

Traveling through time and space for so many years, Gu Xiaobai has seen grand wax sacrifices, folk dancing gods exorcising ghosts, high-ranking officials and nobles who prayed to their ancestors with their hands raised up to pray to heaven, and poor old ladies who sacrificed to the dead by the roadside and danced wildly. .

Then, he extracted these movements and used them in gestures.

With the eye makeup of two people, it is a bit strange.

After Tong Yu's rap was finished, Shao Yang raised his head, Gu Xiaobai re-arranged the music, and a hook sounded out with a lot of melodies modified.

"I'm a face thief

fall asleep with a fake smile
never know
Who will I play tomorrow?
i'm a face thief

cover up smallness
puppet without a face

Forgotten in the trash by someone..."

While singing, while dancing like convulsions.

Shao Yangyang's gloomy temperament is not covered up at all at this time, and it is released directly. Coupled with the weird dancing posture from the Nuo dance, it is even more sickly and terrifying.

At the end of the song, Shao Yangyang shook his hand suddenly, as if he was throwing away something.

In the next second, there was a "snap", and the sound of the plate breaking!
The drumbeat disappeared, and Shao Yangyang did not stop after singing the hook, but continued to rap.

But at this moment, the rhythm of the beat remains the same, but the orchestration and timbre have completely changed.

Gone are the eerie halftones, subordinate chords, and all sorts of horrible sound effects.

Here, Gu Xiaobai quietly lowered the key for Shao Yangyang to adapt to Shao Yangyang's vocal range, and by the way changed the minor key to a major key, and the weird atmosphere slowly disappeared.

On the stage, Shao Yangyang almost shouted the libretto:

"I have a jig on my arm,

With a mold on the face,

red rope manipulation limbs
turn me into a stage prop
forced to wear a mask

play dumb comedy
But I'm just an old coffee table that was discarded

It is full of broken cups..."

His voice became more and more open. He stomped his feet and waved his hands on the stage, as if he was struggling with the shackles of something. With the strong beat, every time he shook his hands and stomped his feet, there was a sound of "slapping" a plate, or The sound of something being smashed.

Wood, glass, steel... This kind of sound completely replaced the drumbeat, and even broke the melody.

The audience at the scene looked dull at this moment.

WTF?

what is this?Is it a plate throwing march?
The duel between Li Shengxian and Tao Ran was actually a bit high-spirited.

But hiphop is developing very rapidly in South Korea, and it can also be said to be one of the mainstream music styles. They have heard it and don't know how much it is.

Now they are shocked.

Can this beat be made up like this, and this lyrics can be sung like this?

What kind of fairy arrangement is this!

"Why can you throw the plate so rhythmically?"

"Who can tell me how many plates did Xiaobai break when he made up this song?!"

On the stage, Shao Yangyang, who was rapping and falling to the ground, slowly got rid of the gloom, his movements became wide open and closed, and his movements changed from the weird Nuo dance before to wild rap movements on the stage.

He shook his head, stomped his feet, roared, and his voice changed.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." the audience could not help but roared.

When he tasted the last sentence, Shao Yangyang let out a roar, and swung his arm desperately, as if he wanted to throw the microphone out of his hand.

"Ahhhhhhhhh↗——"

Tong Yu's very metallic singing voice appeared, and then she sang the hook:

"I'm a face thief

fall asleep with a fake smile
never know
Who will I play tomorrow?
i'm a face thief

cover up smallness
puppet without a face

Forgotten in the trash by someone..."

At the same time, Shao Yangyang shouted from behind:

"Who stole my face
I want to discard the evil eyebrows and mouse eyes

he becomes my face

Also painted my eyeliner

who is crazy about me
Practice my smile in the mirror
Makeover just sucks money
Should I sympathize or hate..."

Shao Yangyang waved his fist and roared loudly.

Whether it is Shao Yangyang's fans or others, they have almost never seen this side of Shao Yangyang.

At this moment, there seemed to be endless anger in his heart, which was venting out.

At this moment, he was shining brightly on the stage.

At the scene, many audience members couldn't help staring. Although they couldn't understand the lyrics at all, they could see the lyrics translated from the prompts.

They can also get the emotions of Shao Yangyang and Tong Yu on the stage.

Feel that anger.

Behind Shao Yangyang and Tong Yu, Gu Xiaobai's anger.

In the live broadcast room, no matter who the fans are, they are already bursting with high.

"Fuck, Shaoyangyang good man, I'm sorry, I will never talk about Shaoyangyang milk foam again!"

"My Xiaobai is really too strong. This arrangement is so cruel that the opponent has nowhere to fight. This is really the best in the audience!"

"The saliva songs of those groups, what a rotten thing! It's not worthy of our Xiaobai's arrangement!"

"Shao Yangyang, Tong Yu, Sai Gao! I'm a fan of these two kids!"

"Pray for Yang Yang and Sister Yu to form a real group! Let's call it the Sun and Rain Group, oh, oh, my sister Yu and Yang Yang cooperate so handsomely on stage!"

"Who can tell me how much it will cost to hire Xiaobai to help Yang Yang and Sister Yu make albums, woo woo woo woo...Suddenly I feel like we can't afford to hire..."

"Listening to the dish throwing just now, I know that the production is too expensive, it's really too expensive. I hope it won't be an antique, Yang Yang will cry..."

"It's enough for you upstairs, don't complain about our Yangyang anymore, but I suddenly want to laugh..."

"I always feel that Yang Yang won't cry anymore."

"The child has grown up..."

I don't know whether to complain or play tricks, but at this moment, they don't care anymore.

At this moment, Shao Yangyang's image underwent a 180-degree change.

A good, totally different song, the energy it brings, the power it brings, it's just unmatched.

At this moment, Shao Yangyang's image on the stage, his spirit on the stage are completely different from before.

Shao Yangyang before was just performing.

Now, he is singing!
He is singing from the heart!

When the music finally ended, Shao Yangyang roared angrily on the stage.

The microphone in his hand was thrown out.

The silver microphone drew an arc in the air, and below, countless hands stretched out, screaming "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" below shouting madly grabs.

"What's wrong with this?"

"The guitarist smashed the guitar while playing high, and the rapper is going to throw the microphone?"

"This microphone is really expensive..."

"Distressed..."

Standing on the stage, Shao Yangyang felt...

Cooler than ever!

What the fuck have I been doing before? !

This is called singing!

(End of this chapter)