As night falls, the city's Neon Lights lights up one after another.
East Capital TV Station Building, the iconic wavy curtain wall looks like a dazzling Milky Way under the illumination of floodlights.
Above the main entrance of the building, Giant LED Screen, which is tens of meters high, is simultaneously broadcasting real-time footage of the interior, attracting countless passing citizens to stop and look up.
[National Newcomer Singing Competition; Grand Finals Qualifier]
Tonight's event is no longer the chaotic Market pattern of Audition two months ago.
It is a prime-time live program that truly attracts the attention of tens of millions of viewers across the country.
In the studio hall, the atmosphere was solemn and warm.
Dozens of high-definition cameras suspended on heavy-duty robotic arms shuttle through the air, capturing and transmitting images from all angles without any blind spots.
On top of the dome, hundreds of smart moving head lights cast brilliant beams of light, changing colors with the rhythm of the music.
On the stage, a male contestant had just finished singing.
Four professional judges sitting on the semicircular Mentor seats made comments in an orderly manner.
There was a burst of polite and warm applause.
As the exit music played, Host, dressed tall and straight Suit, walked into the center of the stage with a smile.
He adjusted the wireless Earpiece, facing the main camera lens, and his voice was high-pitched and infectious:
"Thank you to contestant No. 17 for your wonderful performance!"
"The one who is about to appear next is amazing. I believe that the audience friends who have followed the process of Audition in our Eastern Capital competition area are no strangers to her."
"She once won unanimous praise from the three judges with an original song that shocked the audience, and was directly promoted to Semifinals. She even caused a sensation on the entire Internet and became the goddess of white moonlight voted by the majority of netizens."
Host turned sideways and pointed to the stage entrance channel:
"Now, let us give our warmest applause to the contestant Number Eighteen - Zhou Xiumei!"
The spotlight beams at the edge of the stage instantly turned and gathered at the stairs leading to the stage.
In the special guest area in the front row of the auditorium, Fang Cheng was sitting on a large and comfortable soft chair with his legs crossed.
On his left, Wen Xin excitedly waved Glow Stick in his hand, his little face flushed red.
On the right side of Fang Cheng, there sat a thin Little Girl who was wearing a washed white blue cloth shirt and looked particularly restrained.
That's Douzi.
After the tutoring class this afternoon, Douzi planned to follow Jiang Yun back to Cloud Hidden Small Dwelling to do homework.
However, good sister Wen Xin forced her into Fang Cheng's car and came all the way to Television Station to cheer for Zhou Xiumei.
For Douzi, who has lived in a dark corner since she was a child, seeing such a huge array of lights, deafening sound facilities, and the dark crowd around her are scenes she has never imagined in the past ten years of her life.
She grasped the armrests of the chair tightly with both hands.
A pair of bright big eyes were full of nervousness and curiosity, and even his breathing relaxed a lot unconsciously.
Fang Cheng turned around and looked at the two Little Girl, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
It is completely different from the chaotic and noisy temporary examination room in Audition, where all kinds of strange people and monsters danced wildly. The standards of tonight's qualifying competition are extremely high.
Elites selected from 36 competition regions across the country gathered here. Through professional Mentor scoring, live audience voting, and Television's text message participation from previous viewers, the golden seat of National Top Twenty was finally determined tonight.
This is already a real top opponent, and all the remaining players are strong singers.
At this time, the lights on the stage turned to a soft warm yellow.
Zhou Xiumei stepped on low-heeled sandals and walked slowly onto the stage.
Tonight, she was not carrying a guitar like Audition, but was wearing a simple design Pure White Dress, with a few light blue embroidered flowers on the skirt.
Chang Fa, which was originally a bit casual, was styled by a professional hairstylist into exquisite micro-curls, which fell on her shoulders.
Although she was in front of countless spotlights and cameras, her slightly tightened shoulders still revealed her inner anxiety.
But compared to the socially fearful girl two months ago who couldn't even speak steadily and could faint at any time.
At this moment, there was a settled calmness and tenacity in her eyes.
Zhou Xiumei walked to the Mike wind stand in the center of the stage and bowed slightly to the audience and Mentor seats.
The applause from the audience gradually subsided.
Zhou Xiumei stretched out his hand and grasped the wind Mike.
Her eyes crossed the dazzling lights and fell on Fang Cheng in the audience below as if she had a telepathic connection.
The two people's eyes met in the air, conveying each other's longing and expectations.
Zhou Xiumei took a deep breath to calm down his nervousness.
Then he held Mike Feng in both hands, smiled and said softly:
"Dear Mentor, audience friends at the scene and in front of Television, good evening to everyone. The song I am going to sing tonight was written to me by a very good friend of mine."
Speaking of this, her eyes became extremely warm, and she looked at Fang Cheng with a little shyness:
"This song is called "Invisible Wings"."
Fang Cheng in the audience met Zhou Xiumei's gaze, with a trace of encouragement on his lips and a slight nod.
"Invisible Wings" is a golden song specially selected by him from the huge Memory library in his previous life. I believe it will definitely amaze the audience again in this competition.
Not only that, Fang Cheng also used some tricks secretly.
The moment Zhou Xiumei read out the song title, a faint light glowed between his eyebrows.
In a dimension that no one else can see, a crystal clear golden light extends from the void and is silently attached to Zhou Xiumei on the stage.
That is the Materialized representation of the "Solar Mental Network" key connection.
Fang Cheng leaned on the chair, his eyes were deep and shining.
His purpose is to instill a hint of Mental Energy into Zhou Xiumei with the newly mastered "Divine Might".
This kind of spiritual blessing can allow Zhou Xiumei's emotional expression to break through its original limits, giving Resonance Effect's singing the appeal and soul that directly touches people's hearts.
Just like Siren in myths and legends, it has special magic power and can capture everyone's hearts just by singing.
The scene was quiet for a few seconds.
Wen Xin and Douzi, who were sitting next to them, held their breath like other audience members and looked at the center of the stage with anticipation.
"Ding--dong--"
The crisp piano keys sounded slowly in the studio hall, followed by the melodious consonants of the violin.
The soothing prelude melody is like a gentle night breeze, blowing through every corner of the studio hall.
Zhou Xiumei stood in the center of the stage with his eyes slightly closed.
It's as if you can feel the warmth and strength continuously transmitted from Fang Cheng.
All the uneasiness and tension in my heart disappeared at this moment, leaving only the purest concentration on music.
She opened her eyes, brought Mike Feng close to her lips, and sent out the first lyrics:
"Every time, I am strong in wandering and lonely,
Every time, even if it hurts, there will be no tears.
I know, I have always had double Invisible Wings,
Take me to fly, fly over despair..."
The moment the singing started, the low whispers completely disappeared.
Except for the echoing melody, the entire studio hall was completely silent.
Zhou Xiumei's voice is clear and translucent, like a spring water flowing from the snow peaks of the mountains, without any worldly greasiness or philistine.
What's even more rare is that she shows extremely high professional standards when dealing with the ventilation and resonance between words.
Coupled with the famous vocal teacher Zhang Hui hired some time ago and the private guidance of Cheng Jiashu, she has completely transformed her naturally good voice into a devastating singing skill.
Mentor At the table, four of the country's top music producers and singers sat upright at the same time.
A senior record producer sitting on the far left looked down at the player information in his hand, his eyes full of disbelief.
He was wearing Earpiece, and he drew a circle heavily on the form with the pencil in his hand.
In the director's room, dozens of camera images were dancing on the huge monitor wall.
Program director Director wore Earpiece, opened his mouth slightly, and stared at Zhou Xiumei's breathtakingly beautiful face on the main monitor screen.
He stopped all movements and sank into his seat. He seemed to be captured by this highly contagious natural sound and could not help but immerse himself in it.
Suddenly, he finally came to his senses, remembered his responsibilities, and immediately pressed Earpiece and shouted the order:
"Quick! Cut to a slow-motion close-up of Unit 2!"
"Pull in close up, capture the brilliance of her eyes, dim the lights, leaving only the subject chasing the light!"
Director looked at the girl on the screen and couldn't help but murmured in admiration:
"Yes, this kind of look... this kind of texture, it's like a gift from God!"
"Next, give me the full dynamic effects of the sound track, and don't let any noise ruin the atmosphere!"
Fortunately, Director responded in time, and the tens of millions of viewers in front of Television clearly saw the touching scene.
In the picture, the girl in a white dress stands alone in the center of the dark stage, with beams of light falling from the sky.
Her eyes God are as bright as stars, and every syllable that comes out of her lips and teeth carries the power to shake people's hearts.
Dongdu City district, in an ordinary residential building Living Room.
The middle-aged woman who was cleaning up the dishes stopped, holding a rag in her hand, and stared blankly at the TV screen.
Twelfth Grade's daughter, who was sitting on the sofa and immersed in writing questions, also raised her head, biting the pen cap in her mouth, her eyes gradually becoming obsessed.
It seemed like he was reminded of a certain ideal that he had buried deeply in his heart since childhood.
Inside a noisy Bar in the city center.
From the large-screen TV hanging on the bar, a song that touches the soul comes from.
When the guests who were pushing cups and changing cups and making fists and shouting heard the singing, they turned their heads unconsciously and lowered their roars.
A tired middle-aged man held a wine glass and stared blankly at the lyrics on the screen, his eyes gradually becoming wet.
Late at night on Circular Bus.
The young office worker sitting by the window is wearing Earpiece, and the live broadcast of the game is playing on the screen of his mobile phone.
Listening to the words "Take me fly, fly over despair", he turned his head to look at the fleeting night view of the city outside the window, exhaled a long breath, and raised the corners of his originally solemn mouth slightly.
This song does not have the desolation and romantic fantasy of rock and roll like "Until the End of the World", but it contains a gentle and powerful emotional resonance.
It can be said that it is very suitable for Zhou Xiumei, suitable for her childhood that was plagued by illness, and suitable for the years when she once hid in a dark room and stayed alone.
It is more suitable for every ordinary person with dreams, and perfectly fits the stage where we need to declare war on Fate.
Even if this song is placed in the entire talent show, it is enough to serve as a symbolic theme song.
Because this is not just a song, it is a light that shines into the gloomy lives of countless ordinary people.
In the studio, the song reached its climax.
"Don't think about it, they have beautiful Sun,
I saw that the sunset changes every day.
I know, I have always had double Invisible Wings,
Take me to fly, give me hope..."
Zhou Xiumei raised his head slightly, and the resonance of his chest was fully opened.
Her high notes are silky and high-pitched, without any harshness or squeezing.
Instead, it is like a white dove that has accumulated infinite power, flapping its wings and soaring into the sky.
Many female audience members in the audience could not help but shed tears.
Douzi, who was sitting next to Fang Cheng, pinched the corners of his clothes tightly with his two little hands.
She didn't understand any complicated vocal techniques, but every word and sentence in the lyrics seemed to be telling her own story.
The Little Girl who struggled in the darkness and shivered in the cold wind, but still longed to see Sun tomorrow.
Douzi's tears finally burst out of his eyes and slid down his thin cheeks.
Fang Cheng felt something strange, turned around, stretched out his big hand to touch Douzi's head, and then held her cold little hand comfortingly.
As the creator of all this, he can clearly feel the changes in the spiritual world of Zhou Xiumei through the feedback of "Solar Mental Network".
The inferior soul that was originally huddled in the corner is now spreading its white wings and soaring in the world of music.
This feeling of lifting a pearl out of the mud and letting it shine with peerless light under the spotlight gave Fang Cheng an indescribable sense of accomplishment.
"Invisible Wings..."
Fang Cheng looked at the sparkling girl on the stage and said to himself:
"Others may think that this song gives you wings, but in fact, it is your own soul that gives it life."
On the stage, the singing continued.
"All tears shed will turn into flying feathers...
The dream of chasing is so loud.
I finally saw all my dreams come to fruition..."
As the last long and clear ending slowly dispersed in the air, the music quietly stopped.
The lights on the stage come back on.
Zhou Xiumei stood under the spotlight, his chest rising and falling slightly.
She calmed down her breathing, took the Mike wind back to her chest, and bowed deeply to the audience.
There was silence in the entire studio hall for two seconds.
Immediately afterwards--
"Boom!"
The emotions that had been accumulated for a long time burst out like Volcano, and thunderous applause instantly flooded the entire hall.
"Okay! The singing was great!!"
"Zhou Xiumei! Zhou Xiumei!!"
Countless spectators spontaneously stood up from their seats, waved their light signs and Glow Stick, and cheered and screamed at the top of their lungs.
Even the picky music critics in the front row stood up and applauded with appreciation.
On the Mentor table, four Mentor stood up at the same time.
Cheng Jiashu, who is sitting in the middle, is wearing a black custom-made Suit, and her carefully done makeup shines under the light.
While applauding vigorously, he picked up the Mike wind, and the eagerness in his eyes almost overflowed:
"Incredible! It's incredible!"