"I have to say that her positioning is very accurate and is very suitable for singing this type of song." After listening to a few sentences, Zhao Lei gave his own evaluation.

Fang Jing shook her head, "It's a pity that I can't go too far after I've been covering other people's songs. And she has fixed her positioning. If she doesn't talk about the mentor in a few rounds, the audience will probably get tired of listening."

Some singers in their previous lives were very popular. As soon as they appeared, fans cheered everywhere. They often saw him appearing on various variety shows and even went to be a mentor for others.

But if you think about his representative works carefully, you may not be able to count the three capitals. I am afraid that such people will not be known how popular they are. They rely on the hype and packaging of the agency behind them.

"That's not necessarily." Zhao Lei smiled, "You can buy it if you don't have songs, as long as you have money, what's wrong?"

"Turn down, people who can write good songs understand music. They may not necessarily sell them. It is more likely to keep them for themselves. Take you as an example, will you sell songs?"

"You are not nonsense. I want to be willing to sell songs and can sleep on the flyover to distribute flyers? However, there are many musicians in Xiangjiang. If you are willing to pay for it, it is still okay to have a few good songs."

Fang Jing smiled. In his previous life, Wanwan and Xiangjiang occupied 80% of the country. Pop singers in the 1980s and 1990s were basically from these two places, and there was nothing wrong with the various music awards in the mainland.

But this life is just the opposite. Wanwan culture has withered. Except for the Golden Horse Award, there are no talents in other aspects.

Even Luo Dayou and Li Zongsheng, who were in a single era, were gone, not to mention Zhang Yusheng and Jay Chou.

Like the song "Dream Chaser" sung by Yu Meng, it should have been written by Luo Dayou, but now it has been under the name of the old singer Feng Fei. I don't know if it's fate or the heaven is eyeing.

"Look at me and take a look"

"Don't let the world guard the empty pillow"

"Youth without regrets will never die"

"Forever Lover"

"Let the wandering footprints be in the desert"

"Write a Permanent Memories"

"Floating notes"

"It is the hidden passion of your heart"

...

"Why are you feeling depressed? You are still unhappy after all?"

After Yu Meng came back, she was not very excited and poured half a bottle of water in one breath. Zhao Lei picked up some poker cards, and squatted on the ground to play train with Fang Jing. Seeing that she was frowning, she asked casually.

"It's okay!" Yu Mengqiang smiled.

"Is it because of Teacher Li Wen's evaluation?" Fang Jing said lightly: "We all heard it just now."

Three minutes ago...

After the song was finished, Yu Meng looked at Han Hong and the other two nervously. Although she felt that she was singing well, the tutor had to decide the specifics. In the words of Master Huang, I don’t want you to think, I want me to think.

"Yu Meng, right? The little girl is so beautiful. As soon as I came on stage, I almost thought Wu Qianlian was there!" Li Wen was the first to speak, laughing and joking.

It doesn't mean that the dream is happy, and then said, "I think you imitate well, both in appearance and sound are very acquaintance.

But this is not an imitation show. What we are looking for is the most original and most beautiful voice. Why don’t you try to sing in your own voice?”

The more Li Wen said Yu Meng, the more she became, the more she was panicked. In the end, she almost cried, feeling very aggrieved, "If I use the original sound, you will compare the original singer with me, I'm afraid there will be no chance to stand here."

"I'm sorry, my answer is, but the same sentence, this is the voice of dreams, not the imitation show."

It was not good to open the door, and Yu Meng had to force her to smile and say thank you. At this moment, her heart was cold and she looked at the remaining two people. If there was one of Han Hong and Huang Xiaoming, she would have to go home.

Fortunately, Huang, who has always been singing, did not disappoint her. She first affirmed Li Wen's point of view, and then said that she sang very well, and young people should not be beaten to death with one stick, and give her more opportunities.

When I arrived in Han Hong, I thought for a long time and finally gave it to me, because I hoped to see her different performances later.

...

"Actually, what Teacher Li Wen said is not wrong." Fang Jing thought about it and said it out loud. "The more we get to the future, the greater the competition, and more and more powerful masters are.

I suggest you choose some songs that test your singing skills and personal characteristics."

After all, the singer's stage depends on his works. How to let the audience know you before there is no work? That's your voice, otherwise even if he becomes famous, he will be just a traffic star.

What is a traffic star? Even if it is popular and cool, it will be fast. Once the company behind it is not operating and hyped, no one will remember you in three to five months.

So in order to maintain popularity, those traffic stars have to make some news every now and then. What should I do if there is no news? Then take the initiative to find news and try to catch up with other celebrities to gain popularity.

"How is it considered a specialty? I don't know which type I'm suitable for."

After saying that, Yu Meng looked at the two of them with a look of help, "Why do you two help me with your reference?"

Square scene...

He doesn't want to do such a thankless thing, so it's fine if he sings right, but he will blame you if he sings it back.

"I know what level I am. Now I'm struggling to death. Maybe I'll be eliminated in the next game. If I lose the game, I won't blame you."

Seeing that the air was a little quiet, Fang Jing looked at Zhao Lei: "Ahem! I'm talking to you!"

"Yes!" Zhao Lei nodded immediately and agreed, thinking about it in his heart, and said, "But I have the conditions too. You must treat me to a meal for a week."

There is no way. Now there is only seventy or eighty yuan left in your pocket, and the house price is almost not enough, let alone eating.

If he hadn't wanted to see how Fang Jing sang, he would have run back to hand in the flyer to sing.

"No problem, please do enough!" Yu Meng breathed a sigh of relief. She thought Zhao Lei was going to make some requests, but she didn't expect it to be a meal.

She also has 70,000 or 80,000 living expenses from her family, plus the portion she saved usually, and there are 20,000 or 30,000 yuan. As long as she doesn't have a big meal, it will be fine for a month to be invited.

She had just seen Zhao Lei's musical level, and the applause that cheered the audience proved that even Han Hong praised her and was more than enough to guide her.

"Zhao Lei, your uncle! You won't have money, right?"

Fang Jing was so angry that the train tracks they played just now were worth gambling. Zhao Lei lost fourteen times to him.

"No wonder, I said, I obviously don't play anymore, you still insist on playing."

"How is that possible! Is it like a person with a shortage of money?"

Fang Jing looked up and down at Zhao Lei. His jeans were washed white and his original color was unjustified. The buttons were all lost at the elbows and several holes on the back of the jeans.

In his words, this is the style. It was like this when I first bought it. As for the vest inside him, it was new. Fang Jing had seen it, and it was free shipping for 9.9.

"picture!"

"Puff!" Yu Meng laughed, "Does he owe you money? I'll pay it back."

Fang Jing pointed to the playing cards on the ground, "Not many, fourteen meals, two meals a day, just one week."

"You two have been playing cards for so long?" Yu Meng didn't know if Fang Jing really didn't care about the game or was full of confidence.

The others were restless, and they ran to the bathroom seven or eight times. Another sister's feet were shaking, so nervous that she even had sweat when she sang.

The two big brothers in front of him didn't care at all, and they were in the mood to play cards and bet, so they really couldn't accept it.
Chapter completed!