Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

Chapter 264 Be My Ear
"Huh...huh..."

After singing the entire climax alone, Xia Fan's microphone slipped to the ground. He wanted to stand up and join the Ending Pose, but his body was shaky due to lack of oxygen in his brain...

Fortunately, Martin, who was standing next to him, secretly reached out and supported him, steadying him.

"Honey, I'm just praying."

Sid stepped forward at the right moment and sang the final ending line softly and melodiously in the magical tone unique to Bollywood.

The sound lingered in the air for three days, and the stage and the audience were completely silent...

"..."

The people inside and outside the venue were still immersed in the emotional, auditory and psychological shocks brought about by Xia Fan's four consecutive high-notes.

"Clap... clap clap..."

Crisp applause suddenly rang out in the quiet studio.

Yayoi Tsuki, with an expressionless face and rosy cheeks, stood up at some point and clapped her hands vigorously.

"Clap clap clap..."

"Good! Xia Fan sang so well!"

“This LIVE version is better than the original, it’s amazing!!!”

The audience, who seemed in a dream, finally realized what was happening and followed her in applauding and cheering.

The applause and cheers, like a sudden thunderstorm, flooded the entire studio.

The other three mentors came to their senses and found themselves still standing...

The audience was cheering loudly, and they were too embarrassed to sit down at this time...

I wanted to make a comment, but my words were drowned out by the overwhelming cheers from the surrounding area.

They could only put on awkward smiles and pretend to applaud.

"It seems... the response is good?"

"Is this what it feels like to be supported by others? It's pretty good."

Taking deep breaths to replenish his oxygen, Xia Fan looked at the one thousand cheering, clapping and applauding audience members, his heart filled with a strong sense of power.

"It's more than just okay, your high notes are absolutely amazing!!!"

Martin grabbed his neck and shouted heroically.

"Yes, I changed the participle at the last minute yesterday. We only rehearsed it a few times. I was so nervous!"

"That's right. I was praying to Ah La just now, if I had to mess it up, it wouldn't be in my hands..."

The teammates around him also rushed over and rubbed his head hard.

After yesterday's rehearsal "Waterloo", when Xia Fan proposed in the practice room that he should "take over" all the high notes that no one else could reproduce, his teammates thought he was crazy.

But after several rehearsals, they were surprised to find that with Xia Fan's abundant breath and terrifying pitch, this word segmentation plan was unexpectedly feasible...

But the performance was about to begin, and even though everyone rehearsed until late at night, they could only roughly work out the newly adjusted word segmentation plan.

On the stage today, many details depended entirely on personal performance, but I didn't expect that the effect of both the cooperation of several people and Xia Fan's solo was unexpectedly good.

The applause and cheers from the entire studio lasted for three minutes, and there was no sign of it dying down. Some people even shouted "encore"...

"Cough...cough..."

"Dear audience, please be quiet..."

Goro Kimura had to pick up the microphone in an attempt to regain the right to speak.

"The performance of this team just now was really wonderful, especially the high-pitched solo part, which was very impressive..."

"Teacher Oda, what do you think from a professional perspective?"

Taking advantage of the opportunity when the audience's voices had subsided, he quickly glanced at Oda Zheng, signaling him to seize the opportunity and cooperate in guiding the start of the "mentor evaluation" session before the live voting.

"How do I see it..."

Oda rolled his eyes at Kimura Goro in his heart and sat down. How could he watch it? Besides sitting down, did he have to kneel down to watch it?

To be fair, in the 14 performances, Xia Fan's group's stage, dance and rap performances were all above average...

But Xia Fan's voice, combined with strong emotions and soaring high notes, was completely overwhelming.

Not to mention, it is unprecedented for someone like him to be responsible for the seamless climax solo performance of four people.

Not to mention the trainees who participated in the talent show, even if any member of the original boy band that sang "Prayer" came out, they would not be able to do it.

If I really want to find fault, Xia Fan's high notes at the end were indeed out of tune...

The performance was unstable, going up two tones.

In a song like "Prayer" that shows off the high notes, this should be considered a plus, right?
If Xia Fan was a trainee in his own company, Oda Zheng would have praised him highly by now.

He happened to be the top trainee of the Burning Department. In addition to Kishiyo, his rival team also had several trainees from the S Club...

"Cough cough..."

"As mentioned before, the song Pray is not easy to perform. This is the team with the most amazing high notes that I have seen on the international trainee stage today."

“Although the singing in the climax was a bit tedious and unreasonable, which made me nervous, fortunately I was able to complete it with my strong basic skills.”

“Overall, the flaws outweigh the merits, it’s very good.”

After some inner struggle, Oda Masaru gave his evaluation word by word, carefully and sparingly, under the expectant eyes of everyone present.

This evaluation was skillfully made through "internal comparison among international trainees". It neither seemed like insincere praise nor dragged down Amber Kiyoshi's team. It can be said that the result was a lot of thought put into it.

"I think that as a representative of the new generation of artists, Shouta must have a different understanding."

After saying this, Oda Masaru quickly passed the hot potato to Shota Hirai who was sitting next door.

"Oh, oh, I can't say I understand, and I'm not qualified to comment, I just know..."

"The flow is like waves, every rhythm is exploding, single, double and triple rhymes are fired at high speed like bullets, the quadruple high notes explode the whole place, the roof is overturned and on fire it makes people crazy..."

Shota Hirai remained standing, praising himself with a rap and his hands in the air in a worship gesture.

Anyway, Kishi Sho's team is basically made up of S-company trainees who are from the same clan as Oda Masaru...

Given the previous public opinion storm of "giving one star with tears", Shota Hirai, as an artist of A company, naturally would not get involved and "take sides".

"Ms. Yayoi, can you please give us your opinion as well?"

Goro Kimura looked at Yayoi Tsuki who was standing there without saying a word.

"I have nothing to say."

"I said before I joined the show that my hearing has not recovered and I cannot comment on the vocal part."

With a blush on her face, Yayoi Tsukki tucked her long hair behind her ear, revealing the hearing aid on her ear...

"But, that song just now had a thousand people in the audience listening to it."

"Now, please tell me how it feels..."

She turned her head towards the thousand spectators and pretended to listen attentively.

"..."

The usually aloof Yayoi Tsukishima rarely showed a playful girlish attitude, which made the audience quiet for a moment...

“It’s so cool!!!”

"sounds amazing!!"

“I listened to it while kneeling!”

“This is the best cover of ‘Prayer’ ever, hands down!”

Then, the entire venue turned into a boiling iron pot, and the audience responded to her question with thunderous cheers.

(End of this chapter)