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Chapter 111, "Ode to Coral"

After a while, Guo Wenjing looked up, a hint of surprise in his eyes: "You changed this yourself?"

Zhang Qilin nodded: "Yes, I tried using some modern arrangement techniques, but I didn't want to lose the original flavor. Teacher Guo, is there something wrong?"

Guo Wenjing looked at Zhang Qilin: "The idea is good, but the transitions in some places are handled too abruptly. Look here."

He pointed to a measure on the sheet music: "You want to change from C major to E flat, but the transition chord in the middle is wrong. I'll teach you a technique—"

Several different harmonic combinations were played on the piano.

He would stop after playing each set of pieces to observe Zhang Qilin's reaction.

"Xiao Zhang, listen to these harmonies. Which one best matches the effect you want?"

Zhang Qilin listened carefully, comparing the music to the original in his mind.

Whenever he found the right flavor, he would nod slightly.

Guo Wenjing took a pen and marked it on the score.

I spent almost an hour revising it without realizing it.

"That's about it," Guo Wenjing put down his pencil and handed the revised sheet music to Zhang Qilin. "The overall framework and concept are good. It retains the soul of the original song and incorporates your own understanding, making it more masculine."

He thought for a moment and added, "If the transitions between melodies are smoothed out a bit, the transition will be more natural."

Zhang Qilin took the sheet music and bowed deeply, saying, "Thank you, Teacher Guo."

Guo Wenjing waved his hand and said in a relaxed tone, "Don't mention it. I'm happy to help you. Let's go through it once, and I'll hear the overall effect."

Guo Wenjing hovered his hands above the piano keys, indicating to Zhang Qilin that he could begin.

As the intro began, Zhang Qilin silently hummed along in his mind.

The moment he opened his mouth, his slightly hoarse yet magnetic voice resonated throughout the music room.

This is not his original voice.

To match Bi Hongwei's singing style, he specifically used a hoarse vocal technique.

Upon hearing Zhang Qilin's voice, Guo Wenjing was slightly taken aback, but he didn't stop playing.

"A tree of red blossoms illuminates the azure sea —"

He delicately softened the sustained syllable of the word "sea," like the tide gently caressing the beach, before steadily supporting it with his breath, slowly unfolding the artistic conception.

When the last note faded, the music room fell silent for a moment.

Zhang Qilin breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Guo Wenjing, his eyes filled with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.

Guo Wenjing didn't rush to speak.

He walked to the piano and casually played a few chords from the song he had just heard, as if savoring something.

After a while, he looked up, his tone full of undisguised affirmation: "Not bad, better than I expected."

He looked at Zhang Qilin with a slight smile: "Young man, you'll definitely hold your own on stage tomorrow."

Zhang Qilin finally felt relieved and bowed deeply again: "Thanks to Teacher Guo for his guidance."

Guo Wenjing looked at him, his tone becoming more serious: "Your husky voice is perfect for a song like 'Ode to Coral,' showcasing the power that grows from the sea and the waves."

Next, under Guo Wenjing's guidance, Zhang Qilin used music production software to create the background music.

He sent one copy to the production team, and then, with another copy in hand, he got up to say goodbye to Guo Wenjing.

Yang Lixin, who was standing nearby, also came over and said, "Thank you so much for your help today, Wen Jing. Come to the courtyard another day when you have time, and I'll treat you to a meal."

"Teacher Yang, you're too kind. It was nothing," Guo Wenjing said with a smile as he escorted the two to the studio door. "Xiao Zhang, sing well tomorrow."

The following afternoon at 1:30

Zhang Qilin walked into the dressing room and sensed that something was off about the atmosphere.

Chen Mo, Zhou Baocheng, and the others, who had been very active these past two days, were unusually quiet today. As soon as he entered, they all looked at him.

If eyes could kill, he would have been killed by these people countless times.

Zhang Qilin knew the reason.

When Chen Mo was replaced during his promotional trip to CCTV, it had nothing to do with him; it was the hospital's decision.

These people have the guts to cause trouble for the courtyard.

Other actors were either looking down at their phones or reading their scripts.

Occasionally, she would look up, her eyes quickly scanning between Zhang Qilin and Chen Mo before quickly looking away.

As Zhang Qilin walked to his seat, Chen Mo gritted his teeth and stared intently at Zhang Qilin, his eyes filled with resentment and anger.

Originally, I was hoping to appear on CCTV and add some experience to my acting career.

Unexpectedly, he was replaced at the last minute, and Zhang Qilin took his place.

They compete with him for roles and for opportunities to appear in promotional materials.

Was this person sent by God specifically to oppose him?

He couldn't vent the frustration he felt inside.

Zhou Baocheng also had a gloomy face, let out a heavy snort, and turned his head away.

But her eyes would still occasionally dart towards Zhang Qilin, her gaze filled with jealousy and dissatisfaction.

On what grounds?

Why do all the good opportunities fall to him?

This sense of injustice continued to fester in his heart, making him restless.

Zhou Baocheng jumped up, the chair legs scraping loudly on the floor: "I'm going out for some fresh air."

He said that, then turned and left the dressing room.

Chen Mo hesitated for a moment, then stood up as well.

As he walked to the door, he turned back to look at Zhang Qilin again, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

The others also left one after another.

After the others left, someone in the dressing room finally started whispering among themselves.

"Is it really necessary?!"

Shh, say less.

Zhang Qilin didn't say anything, and continued to sit in his seat, humming a melody in his mind.

Half an hour later, Yu Zhen came out of his personal dressing room and walked up to Zhang Qilin: "It's almost time, you can go now."

"Okay, Teacher Yu," Zhang Qilin replied, standing up.

The two left the dressing room, walked around the corner of the corridor, and saw Chen Mo and the others gathered at the end, talking about something.

They stopped talking as they saw Yu Zhen and Zhang Qilin come out.

The air suddenly went still for a moment.

Yu Zhen walked past those people without stopping, his expression unchanged.

Zhang Qilin followed behind, his gaze fixed straight ahead, not giving them a second glance.

As they brushed past each other, Chen Mo's fingers unconsciously clenched and unclenched.

Only after the two figures turned the corner of the corridor and disappeared from sight did Zhou Baocheng spit out a curse: "What's with the attitude?"

"Alright," Chen Mo stopped him, his voice low. "Look on the bright side. He only had one day to prepare; what kind of good performance could he possibly have?"

After hearing Chen Mo's words, the group seemed to have discovered a new world.

Li Yuwen chimed in, "That's right. Old Chen has been preparing for several days, and he still can't guarantee that he won't make a mistake on such a big stage. He only has one day, and he's bound to make a fool of himself."

Zhou Baocheng couldn't help but grin mischievously, lowering his voice and leaning closer: "Then let's just wait and watch the show."

In the parking lot, Yi Yangbo was waiting for them in a car.

The two got into the car, which drove out of the compound and merged into the traffic.

More than an hour later, the car stopped in the CCTV parking lot.

As the group got out of the car, a young staff member approached them: "My surname is Liu. I'm in charge of the procedures for these teachers. Please let me know if you need anything."

Yu Zhen nodded politely, while Zhang Qilin waved his hand and said, "Brother Liu, you're too kind. Just call me Xiao Zhang or Qilin."

Xiao Liu smiled and was about to say something when Yi Yangbo came over and started talking to Xiao Liu.

Then, Xiao Liu led them into the building.

The group arrived at the dressing room with their names on it, where they did some simple makeup and changed clothes.

Xiao Liu explained the process: "After the two teachers finish their makeup, they'll go for a rehearsal, going through the script with the host—"

While they were talking, they had already gotten ready and changed into their formal performance costumes.

Yu Zhen was dressed in a dark gray Zhongshan suit, exuding composure and elegance.

Zhang Qilin wore a well-tailored, high-necked, dark red youth suit that accentuated his tall and straight figure.

Xiao Liu led them through a brightly lit corridor to a heavy, soundproof door with a sign for Studio 3 on it.

"This is it, please come in, teachers."

Pushing open the door reveals a spacious and bustling broadcasting hall.

The high dome is covered with various lighting equipment, and directly in front is the arched main stage, with the background LED screen playing dynamic footage of the program's opening sequence.

The audience seats were empty, with only staff and technicians moving around making adjustments.

Several hosts stood on one side of the stage.

Zhang Qilin only knew Sa Beining and Zhou Yiwei; he was not familiar with the other two.

When Sa Beining saw Yu Zhen and Zhang Qilin, he immediately greeted them with a smile.

"Hello, Teacher Yu. This must be Xiao Zhang. Let's go over the procedures together."

Yu Zhen stepped forward and shook hands with him: "Hello, Teacher Sa, it's been a long time."

"Teacher Yu, you're too kind. Just call me Xiao Sa," Sa Beining said with a smile, then turned to Zhang Qilin, "Xiao Zhang looks quite energetic."

Zhang Qilin quickly bowed slightly and said, "Hello, Teacher Sa."

Sa Beining nodded, and without further ado, cut to the chase: "Shall we go through the procedures first?"

He led the two to the side of the stage, introducing them as they went: "Today's segment is 'Classic Recitations,' Professor Yu, you and Xiao Zhang—"

The two listened to the introduction.

After the introductions, Yu Zhen sang first, followed by Sa Beining and Zhang Qilin coming to the side of the stage.

Upon seeing Zhou Yiwei, Zhang Qilin greeted him politely, "Hello, senior."

Zhou Yiwei looked at him with some surprise: "What year were you in?"

"I was born in '07."

The two exchanged a few words briefly.

Zhang Qilin was called over by Sa Beining to sing.

The rehearsal went very smoothly.

Yu Zhen was steady and composed, and although it was Zhang Qilin's first time standing on such a big stage, he did not show any fear.

After the rehearsal, the two returned to the dressing room to rest.

An hour later, the audience began to enter the venue.

Some of them came specifically for the show "Singing Together, Winning Together," while others were fans of the guests who came to support them.

The program officially began, following the first few guests.

Finally, the host's voice rang out in the studio: "Next, please enjoy the song 'Ode to Coral' performed by Zhang Qilin."

Zhang Qilin took a deep breath and walked onto the stage.

The stage lights focused on him, and he squinted slightly to adjust to the light.

Looking at the sea of ​​faces in the audience below, their gazes were filled with curiosity.

They saw Zhang Qilin on the news yesterday saying he was going to sing on stage, and they didn't expect him to actually perform today.

Some people had a gossip-filled look in their eyes, eager to see how Xinghuo Media would react after the episode aired.

Do they dare to sue CCTV?

Zhang Qilin on stage was unaware of what the audience below was thinking. He gently tested his voice into the microphone, and the intro began. The familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar melody aroused the curiosity of the audience, who wondered what song he was going to sing.

The melodious string arrangement adds a touch of modern expansiveness to the song.

Zhang Qilin sang the first line, his slightly hoarse voice echoing throughout the studio.

A tree of red blossoms illuminates the blue sea.

A ball of flame emerged from the water.

The coral tree's red leaves remain evergreen in spring.

Flowers bloom amidst wind and waves.

Why----.

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The camera zooms in, giving him a close-up of his profile.

He seemed to be completely immersed in the red coral sea described in the lyrics, his voice becoming the paintbrush.

The audience below the stage was initially a bit noisy, but gradually quieted down as Zhang Qilin's singing began.

What started as a spectator's look gradually became focused, even moving.

Some of the older viewers had a look of nostalgia and surprise in their eyes.

They were familiar with the song, but this was the first time they had heard it performed like this.

They were drawn in by the unique performance and immersed in the atmosphere created by the song.

Some closed their eyes slightly, as if they were carefully experiencing every detail in the song.

Some stared intently at the stage, their eyes revealing surprise and admiration.

In the control room, the director, staring at the monitor, whispered to his assistant beside him: "Show the audience's reaction to the camera—"

On stage, Zhang Qilin was completely in character.

"Clouds come and cover, fog comes and shrouds."

Shining brightly through the clouds and mist.

The wind blows and the waves crash.

Despite the wind and waves, the flowers still bloom.

Why----."

Zhang Qilin's voice was more passionate and powerful, yet it still retained its unique charm.

The audience was captivated by his singing and couldn't help but sway their bodies gently to the rhythm.

Some young viewers were filled with excitement and surprise; they never expected Zhang Qilin to interpret a classic song in such a novel and shocking way.

When the music ended, there was a brief silence in the studio, followed by thunderous applause.

An excited audience member shouted, "That was amazing! Do it again!"

Another young girl, her eyes sparkling with admiration, exclaimed, "Zhang Qilin, he sings so well!"

Zhang Qilin, slightly out of breath, bowed deeply in all directions below the stage.

The hosts, Sa Beining and Zhou Yiwei, walked onto the stage with smiles.