don't call me singer

Chapter 1277 I only have five hundred, I will share half with you

Off the stage, there are also many musicians who are shocked by the current black and white.

There are many kinds of gimmicks in this world, but most of the time, gimmicks are not so fast or complicated.

With such a simple playing, it is also a kind of showmanship to control the tone to the extreme and to achieve the extreme coordination!

Moreover, if you are not an expert, you will not be able to hear it at all.

You are just curious, why is an ordinary song so pleasant to listen to?
Fu Wenyao has two excellent teachers.

One is Gu Xiaobai, who can see through all the tiny flaws. Every time he performs, Fu Wenyao will ask himself: "If Xiaobai were here, what would he say?" Then he will be more serious, with fewer mistakes and a more stable beat point.

One is Fuhan, his elder brother who can be called a guitar master. His control of tone, use of skills, and training of basic skills are all at the textbook level.

At this time, his two teachers were sitting under the stage.

Gu Xiaobai looked at the black and white scene on the stage, and nodded slightly.

Although there are still flaws, they can no longer be picky.

Beside Fu Zhongliang, Fu Han crossed his arms and looked at the stage with a smile.

Maybe...it won't be long before he will be forgotten.

Tsk, it is estimated that in a few years, he will be no match for Xiao Yaobi, so he might as well kick third uncle away quickly and become the boss of Dening Group by himself.

Next to him, Fu Zhongliang was shaking his head, completely unaware that he was about to be kicked away.

In the darkness, Shao Yangyang, who was standing in the background preparing to go on stage, also stared blankly at the black and white scene on the stage.

Is this the opponent you want to deal with?

So strong!

Why are you so strong!

He is only two or three years older than himself, why can he be so strong?

Moreover, many of the top 16 of the foreign school group who were waiting in the background were also trembling in their hearts.

Along the way, they have gained both fame and fortune, and they somewhat despise the top 16 of the previous school song competition.

Except for Gu Xiaobai who was so strong that he was too strong, they were not too afraid of the others.

Even Fu Wenyao was among them.

This was the first time many of them heard Fu Wenyao.

It turns out that the school song competition is not just Yougu Xiaobai!
After more than a minute of interludes, Fu Wenyao left the mouth-watering harmonica and sang the second verse:
"what……

So close your eyes for a while

can slowly slide into my heart
The crowd on the dance floor gradually dispersed
It should be now..."

The lights on the stage gradually turned on, and the band, which had been playing in the dark and blurred lights, slowly faded away its mystery.

By the time the last sentence was sung, the lights on the stage had been completely turned on.

Off the stage, everyone quietly looked up and listened.

On the stage, the five members of the black and white band swayed their bodies gently according to the rhythm.

Fu Wenyao sang, and then looked down the field seriously.

Wherever he looked, people stood up one after another, waving their arms with the wind, turning into waves.

"The love you gave

sweet hurt

I want to ask your heart

do not want to face do not understand

after tomorrow
I don't know if you still love me in front of me..."

Fu Wenyao closed his eyes:
"Ah~~~
I don’t know haha~~~~”

Then, he moved to the harmonica.

Amidst the sound of the golden harmonica, the sound of the music gradually fell, and then gradually disappeared.

Fu Wenyao nodded: "Thank you everyone."

"Ooooooooooooooooooo..."

"Brother Yao, Brother Yao!"

"It's either white or black!"

"Encore Encore!"

Fu Wenyao took off the harmonica with a smile, flicked his saliva, and waved his hand: "It's time for 306/1, see you later."

"Ahhhh-"

Amidst the screams of countless audiences, Fu Wenyao led his companions down the stage.

Brother Ming, who was standing on the side of the stage, watched Fu Wenyao walk past him, then walked towards the stage, and settled down with the drummer.

The stage lights dimmed again.

Below the stage, everyone was whispering.

The black and white performance just now was already perfect.

How can 306/1 win a round?
Then I saw that the three people from 306/1 had already stepped onto the stage.

As soon as they were on stage, the guitar sounded.

Zhou Xianting stood in the middle, playing and singing, while twisting his body in a uniform manner.

"So close your eyes for now

Floating my expectations in the darkness..."

This style of painting, at that moment, gave everyone an illusion, isn't everything on this stage either black or white?

However, compared with black and white, 306/1 is indeed slightly inferior in performance.

It is probably the level that everyone has in the impression of black and white.

Off the stage, Zhao Xingsheng, a member of the advisory group, also looked at 306/1 on the stage with great emotion.

He still remembers that in the qualifiers, the performance of 306/1 was far worse than today.

The school song competition has come this way, and the skills of the three of them have also made great progress.

To be honest, 306/1 is proud enough to be able to sing to this level.

It's a pity that this kind of performance is still not as good as black and white.

but……

Will these three guys sing from beginning to end so honestly?
While singing, everyone suddenly felt something was wrong.

The three people in 306/1 twisted their bodies and moved their positions while singing.

When the first stanza was more than halfway through, they had already twisted to the side of the stage.

Zhou Xianting and Wang Haixia's bass and guitar are easy to carry around, and Zhao Mo's keyboard stand is also equipped with wheels.

What is this doing? 306/1 Are you planning to escape?
"The river floods me to your heart

non-stop flow..."

After singing this half line, Wang Haixia, who was standing on the farthest side, had half of his body outside the stage.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew over, and the three of them fell back at the same time, as if they were blown upside down by the wind.

In the next second, the audience roared with laughter.

I saw a classmate I didn't know, holding a large floor-standing fan in both hands, came to the stage, and was blowing wildly at three people.

Zhu Yuhu was holding the floor fan with both hands, not even daring to raise his head.

Why, why do I have to go on stage to do this kind of thing!
Woohoo, this is my first time on stage!

Just do something so stupid!

However, Teacher Xiaoxiazi agreed that if he came on stage, he would give himself 500 yuan!

No way, he gave too much!

The three people who were blown back by the floor fan stopped the instruments in their hands, and Wang Haixia shouted: "Xiaobai, the wind is blowing!"

"Hahahahahahahaha..." The audience almost died of laughter.

These guys actually didn't forget to tease Gu Xiaobai during the match with Fu Wenyao!
Sure enough, this is the school song competition!

Music is part of it, but there's a lot more to it than music!

As long as you stand on the stage, there must be endless possibilities!
The camera gave Gu Xiaobai a close-up very wittily, and saw Gu Xiaobai laughing so hard that he almost fell out of the chair because he laughed so hard.

Fortunately, Jiang Wei next to him gave him a hand.

After Wang Haixia finished shouting, the three shook their heads suddenly.

The guitar in his hand sounded thickly, followed by the heavy drums, and the bass covered the audience.

In an instant, the sound of music surged like overlapping waves.

Zhu Yuhu put down the electric fan in his hand, and held up a tweeter hanging from his waist in front of Zhou Xianting.

Zhu Yuhu squatted in front of Zhou Xianting, buried his head under his armpit, and told himself.

Don't look at me, don't look at me, I'm here for five hundred!It's for five hundred!
Zhou Xianting leaned over to the tweeter, amplified by the tweeter, a distorted voice came:

"Under the sun I am against the wind

face full of dust

chasing big dreams
but never thought in the pocket

I only have five hundred

Only five hundred..."

Deliberately imitating Wu Bai's singing, coupled with the distortion of the tweeter, created a strange feeling.

Especially when the three of them are facing the fan, their clothes and hair are blown by the fan, which is both funny and absurd.

Off the stage, many people stared wide-eyed.

Damn it, it really has been adapted!

Changed song!
Huang Mingzhi's "Five Hundred"!
(If you haven’t heard "Five Hundred", you can listen to it... When I first heard it, I thought it was really sung by Wu Bai.)
(End of this chapter)