deltrittennovels Chapter 99: A mentor has turned around!
Chapter 99: A mentor has turned around!
Inside the studio.
The four mentors—Na Ying, Wang Feng, Zhang Xingzhe, and Li Ronghao—have been sitting in their swivel chairs recording for several hours.
Even a big star like him couldn't withstand such a high-intensity bombardment.
Especially this year's contestants, in order to stand out, all of them shouted as if they were arguing, and used flashy techniques that made people's heads hurt.
"well……"
Nayoung slumped in her chair, rubbing her temples:
"How many are left?"
"My ears are starting to ring."
"Isn't there a single voice... that can bring peace to one's heart?"
Wang Feng also sighed:
"Too impetuous."
"Everyone wants to show off, forgetting that singing is for expressing emotions."
Just as the mentors were losing interest and preparing to finish work and leave,
The host, Hua Shao, came on stage:
"Now, please welcome the next student!"
The four mentors waited for a while, but still did not hear the accompaniment.
I couldn't help but wonder, could there be a problem with the equipment?
next second.
"Clang~"
Jiang Bai's fingertips lightly plucked the guitar, producing crisp harmonics, like a drop of dew falling into a deep pool.
Immediately following, a soothing, languid arpeggio flowed out.
On the mentors' panel, the four mentors who were originally chatting with their backs to the stage suddenly perked up their ears.
Lee Ronghao is a guitar enthusiast and is extremely sensitive to the tone of musical instruments.
The intro had barely started for two bars when his previously squinted eyes widened instantly, his eyebrows shot up, and he whispered to Zhang Xingzhe beside him:
"Huh? The contestant played it himself."
"Their handwork is incredibly fine; the articulation, the damping technique—they're definitely a seasoned guitarist!"
Nayoung nodded and listened intently:
"The melody is very simple, but I've never heard it before. Do you guys remember it?"
Wang Feng adjusted his glasses, searched his memory for rock and folk songs, shook his head, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face:
"I don't remember it. The chord progression is simple, but it has a certain charm."
Zhang Xingzhe even closed his eyes and listened for a while: "I haven't heard it before either. Such a simple melody, if you've heard it before, you'll definitely remember it."
"Looks like it's an original song," Li Ronghao said confidently. "They're pretty bold, daring to sing an original song among the last few to perform."
While the mentors were discussing the matter and taking a wait-and-see approach,
Jiang Bai, on the stage, closed his eyes slightly.
That languid, casual, yet infinitely indulgent voice gently hummed the intro to the melody, which, through the top-notch sound system, resonated throughout the entire venue:
"Yay da da ya da da da"
"Da da da da"
The sound came out.
Nayoung, who was leaning back in her chair, felt a jolt as she heard the humming and rubbed her arms violently.
"hiss--"
She couldn't help but gasp in surprise:
"That voice... why is it so captivating?"
"I got goosebumps even before the lyrics were sung!"
Immediately afterwards, the main song began.
Jiang Bai leaned slightly closer to the microphone, her voice soft yet incredibly clear:
My darling baby~
"Here's something sweet for you~"
May you sleep well tonight~
The moment the first sentence was uttered, the entire audience seemed to be under a spell.
The entire studio seemed to transform instantly from a noisy arena into a sun-drenched bedroom in the afternoon.
The voice was as soft as cotton candy and as light as a cloud.
It carries a kind of doting, a gentle caress like coaxing a child.
There are no tricks.
It's all about emotion!
The expressions on the four mentors underwent an incredibly fascinating change in that instant!
That was a shift from "scrutiny" to "shock" and then to "unbelievable".
Lee Ronghao's fingers, which were tapping rhythmically on the armrest, froze in mid-air upon hearing this first sentence.
He looked at the speakers next to him incredulously.
"This tone of voice..."
"That's too lax!!"
"This kind of languidness isn't feigned; it's a natural, inherent relaxation! These days, all the young singers seem ready to slap their skills in your face—who dares to sing like that? Who can sing like that?!"
Wang Feng even took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and then put them back on.
He usually likes to ask "What is your dream?" and he loves that kind of deep, resentful rock voice.
But this song...
It's completely the opposite!
There was no anger, no roaring, only a soft, cotton-candy-like feeling of being enveloped.
But it was precisely this "softness" that, like a Tai Chi move, effortlessly neutralized his defenses.
Something's not right...
Wang Feng muttered to himself, but his brows relaxed:
"There wasn't a trace of anger in that voice."
Listening to this song, I feel like... I don't want to talk about dreams anymore, I just want to go home and sleep?
As the "Prince of Love Songs," Zhang Xingzhe has the highest requirements for the delicacy of his voice.
At this moment, he had completely fallen for him.
He rested his chin on his hands, a kind smile on his face like that of an old father looking at his daughter.
"It's too clean..."
"It's like snowmelt from the Alps melting."
On the stage.
Jiang Bai himself was taken aback.
Not the same.
It's really different now.
When I was recording in the studio in the afternoon, although my technique was perfect, I was still acting out that relaxed feeling to some extent.
But now, with the [Charm Value] breaking through to 12 points (Transcendent·Spiritual Charm).
Jiang Bai felt as if the whole world had opened its arms to him.
The air became exceptionally fresh, the lights were no longer glaring, and even the dark camera lenses below the stage seemed somewhat endearing to him.
He was enveloped by an unprecedented sense of security and composure.
There was no tension, no anxiety.
He just wants to sit here and sing a lullaby to the world.
This change in mindset was directly reflected in the singing.
"My little devil~"
"Just teasing your eyes and eyebrows~"
"To make you love this world~"
As the song continued, Jiang Bai's "healing aura" with a charm value of 12 was fully unleashed.
The four mentors could no longer sit still.
They stopped whispering to each other and stopped analyzing techniques.
Instead, they all closed their eyes, sank deep into their chairs, and wore a strange smile that seemed to say "happiness."
Comfortable.
so comfy.
After recording all day, listening to countless loud shouts and countless fancy vocal techniques, their ears were already protesting, and their nerves were stretched to the limit.
But this song...
It was like a pair of gentle, large hands, giving their brains a deep massage.
Na-young closed her eyes, a maternal smile on her lips, and tapped her fingers lightly on the armrest.
Wang Feng stopped thinking about "dreams" and "headlines." He felt as if he had returned to his childhood, lying in his cradle.
Zhang Xingzhe looked completely captivated; this pure voice was exactly his favorite type.
baptism.
This is a spiritual baptism.
There were no high notes, no explosive stage effects.
There's only a guitar and a gentle female voice, softly lulling you to sleep.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh ya~"
Just as the four mentors were immersed in this rare tranquility and beauty, and almost fell asleep on the set.
Sudden.
"Snapped!"
A crisp, decisive slap broke the silence.
One of the mentors turned around!