don't call me singer

Chapter 513 Korean Classmates Are Quite Qualified
Although Pei Shihe did not make his debut in South Korea, he was also a frequent guest in various performances in their school, and he was also praised by professionals. He has always been quite proud and feels that his singing skills are good.

Some of the other trainees are still practicing, and some simply quit because they feel that their debut is hopeless, but the basic skills are still there.

Although the level of trainees in South Korea is much higher than that in China, compared with the winners of these school song competitions, it is still far behind.

Not to mention Gu Xiaobai, the singing skills of several other people are remarkable even in the Korean professional circle where the entertainment industry is more developed than in China.

Now it is the crushing of professional masters against amateurs. It is impossible to feel this kind of gap without experiencing it in person.

The next step is to start the Maiba hegemony mode.

You sing one, I sing one, and half an hour passed quickly.

Pei Shihe and a few other Korean students really felt like they were listening to a live concert. These people, if they don’t speak up, they will do it, and they are all bosses!
Until Fu Wenyao saw them standing blankly beside the karaoke stand, he said embarrassedly: "What don't you sing?"

Seeing the stunned looks of a few people, Fu Wenyao said: "Oh, you guys are not very good at using this karaoke station, I'll order it for you."

"No, no, no, we don't want to sing!" Pei Shihe immediately showed a humble smile.

A few students next to me were also nodding desperately: "Yes, yes, we don't want to sing..."

Fu Wenyao was at a loss: "????"

Why are you so good?Didn't you just sing a song at the beginning?
"Come on, let's sing a few songs." Fu Wenyao's personality is actually very enthusiastic, and he takes care of others, otherwise he will not become the "first brother" of the physics department, the most popular and cohesive one, regardless of men, women, or children , even the professor called him "Brother Yao".

Under Fu Wenyao's warm invitation, several people gradually became more competitive.

We... are not bad either!

Yes, maybe the acoustics here are better!

We can too!

And, we can sing and dance!
And, there are several of us, we are a group!
Yes, we are a team, we can't fight alone, we can't lose together!
take it out!

The song we've been preparing for the longest!
"fake love"!
They didn't know that there were actually two combinations present.

In other words, a band, a combination.

Several people held microphones and sang and danced to the accompaniment. Although the venue was not too big and the effect was not very good, they still won a lot of applause.

"Not bad, don't say goodbye, one more! One more!" Among other things, the dance skills of the few trainees are pretty good.

They do not hesitate to praise those who are capable.

However, only a few people have practiced such a song.

After finally finding another song "really bad boy" by the girl group from the music library, the response was not as good as before, and the applause was sparse.

"When I heard the song just now, I suddenly remembered that I also have a similar song." Fu Wenyao couldn't hold back anymore, he called his teammates and stood up, "Come on, "bad boy" Come on! Tie, borrow a tie!"

Who knows who threw a tie, Fu Wenyao put on the tie, led his companion, and danced with his long legs.

Fu Wenyao and the others danced relatively amateurishly, but they were a band, and the band's dance was originally a support, and they couldn't help singing well!
Several people played the air guitar and danced in front of the TV. Pei Shihe and the others watched from the side, and suddenly discovered a new world.

Wait...how does the MV screen on the TV synchronize with the person in front of me?

Let's take a look at the faces of a few people...

I'll go, that incredibly handsome lead singer is obviously the person in front of me!

"Yeah, this is our brother Yao's song!" Beside him, a classmate seemed to know what they were thinking, and said loudly.

The songs I wrote are so beautiful!

If hit hard.

A few of them didn't know that the "Youth Journey" just now was actually written by the people present.

The other winners of the school song competition are actually quite envious at the moment.

"Singing my own songs in KTV feels great!"

"Yeah, it feels great, so pretentious!"

"In our school song competition, only Xiaobai and Brother Yao can sing their own popular songs in KTV...I'm so envious..."

"Brother Nan is also half."

"I want to write my own songs too!"

"I wrote it myself, but it didn't catch on, and KTV didn't include it!"

"You let Xiaobai sing once and you will become popular!"

"good idea!"

Gu Xiaobai raised his head in a daze, why did he feel like he heard someone calling me again?

Forget it, illusion, continue reading.

Seeing that Gu Xiaobai didn't watch his performance while reading there, Fu Wenyao was upset. After he finished singing with his companions, he shouted loudly: "One from 306!"

"Bai Mo listens to Xia!"

"Come one! Come one!"

Gu Xiaobai was dragged up by force, and put on his clothes. A magical dance, "Huh, I'm Angry", which has become popular all over the country, caused the audience to dance together.

When the verse was played for the second time, even a few Korean classmates could dance, and they jumped up together.

The atmosphere became really lively now, even the boss of the KTV stopped doing business and moved a stool to the door to listen to music.

A group of people sang like this until after seven o'clock in the evening, and then they sang enough.

"The last song, and then go to dinner, what to sing?"

"Xiaobai, "Champion Overture"!"

"Yes, Xiaobai! Another live knife dance!"

Gu Xiaobai raised his head and glared at people, dancing knife dance in KTV, believe it or not, I hacked you to death!
However, the song "Champion Overture" made everyone explode at the end, and then they went out to eat contentedly.

The knees of several South Korean students were about to be shattered.

After eating at [-] o'clock in the evening, a group of people returned to the campus. Several Korean students said goodbye to everyone very politely, and then left.

Fu Wenyao pinched his chin, and said to the students around him: "I think these Korean students are quite qualified."

"Yeah, not bad, you can still call them when you sing K next time."

Young people, right things and wrong people. Although I don't like Korea, I feel that these students can still make friends.

A group of people laughed and walked back to the dormitory. On the other side, Jin Donghuan found Pei Shihe and the others.

"How? Did you calm them down?"

Several people were downcast.

Keep them down?what are you dreaming about...

"Teacher, we don't want to go on stage tomorrow."

"Yes, we don't want to perform anymore."

"I don't want to lose face on stage."

"You don't know, these Chinese people are terrible!"

"Each of them may be a microphone master!"

"Especially that Gu Xiaobai, who is too strong..."

"It's terrible, it's really terrible..."

Seeing a few people leave dejectedly, Jin Donghuan was going to die of anger.

Bah, these young people, how could they be defeated so easily!
The same goes for the games during the day. After the games, everyone was very well-behaved.

With South Korea's extremely bad competitive spirit, if they just lost, they might still be dissatisfied, accusing others of cheating or something.

But the loss was so unsuspecting, and the crushing was so miserable.

It's really what Gu Xiaobai, Fu Wenyao and the others thought.

These people have been given PTSD.

No matter how hard you try, it's Stockholm Syndrome.

Seeing Pei Shihe and the others leaving without anger, Jin Donghuan frowned, and after a while, he took out his mobile phone and called.

"Tomorrow's performance, people from your art troupe will come."

"Yes, all the finale ones are here!"

I don't believe it, our South Korean national team is no match for you!

"By the way, bring the knife dance too!"

Let these Chinese people know what is called a real knife dance!
(End of this chapter)