Chapter 87 I Sing Original Songs!
Chapter 87 I Sing Original Songs!
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The staff led Jiang Bai through a long corridor to a spacious common lounge.
As soon as the door was pushed open, a strong smell of gunpowder hit the door.
The room was packed with dozens of people.
Some were practicing their singing against the wall, some were shaking their legs wildly to relieve tension, and others were scrutinizing everyone who entered with sharp eyes.
After all, we're all competitors.
In this competition with only four mentor teams and extremely limited spots, having one more person means having an increased risk of being eliminated.
"Another new person has arrived?"
Someone muttered something under their breath.
Swish!
Dozens of eyes, like searchlights, all turned toward the doorway.
His eyes held scrutiny, defensiveness, and even a hint of hostility.
however.
The moment their gazes fell upon Jiang Bai.
It's like suddenly throwing a crystal-clear ice cube into boiling water.
All defenses and hostility vanished in that instant.
Instead, there was dilated pupils, paused breathing, and a sudden surge of amazement in the eyes.
A cream-colored long dress, a relaxed knitted cardigan, a guitar in her arms, and long hair flowing down her shoulders.
In the talent show backstage filled with heavy makeup and outlandish costumes, Jiang Bai was like a lily that had just sprouted from the soil, so clean that it made people tremble.
The passive skill of [Charisma Value 11 (Extraordinary)] - [Holy Aura/Affinity MAX] - initiates indiscriminate attacks!
"Holy crap..."
In the corner, a rock star with dyed red hair was completely unaware that his guitar pick had fallen into his crotch.
"This...this is a contestant?"
Even the female contestants who were originally touching up their makeup and were quite confident in their looks were now staring straight at Jiang Bai, their eyes filled with no jealousy, only the instinctive appreciation one has when seeing something beautiful.
Pretty.
beautiful!
This kind of beauty is not aggressive, but healing!
Under the illumination of the [Holy Halo].
They felt ashamed of themselves and even wanted to go up and ask the beautiful woman if she needed water.
The staff member, clearly used to this kind of scene, calmly explained:
"Miss Jiang, this is the rest area."
"You can stay here in the afternoon and do whatever you want. We can start recording the show at 5 p.m."
"Contact me anytime if you need anything."
After saying that, the staff member turned and left.
Jiang Bai was left alone, facing dozens of pairs of bright green eyes filling the room.
Jiang Bai felt a little uneasy.
Although he now has a "protective aura," as a socially awkward shut-in at heart, he still feels uncomfortable being stared at by so many people.
"Cough cough..."
Jiang Bai awkwardly raised one hand, waved it like a lucky cat, and gave a shy smile:
Hi~
Hello everyone.
This soft, gentle greeting instantly broke the silence in the room.
Whoosh!
The contestants who were originally sitting on the chairs stood up as if they had been sprung up, and rushed over to him.
"Hello, hello! Beautiful lady, are you also here to record a show?"
"Wow, your guitar is beautiful! Do you also sing folk songs?"
"Little sister, what day are you performing? Don't be nervous, we have some throat lozenges here, do you want some?"
That's the power of good looks.
The once cold and indifferent competitors are now as enthusiastic as cousins visiting relatives during Chinese New Year.
Jiang Bai could only maintain an awkward yet polite smile and respond one by one:
"Thank you, I don't eat candy."
"Yes, I'm here to record a show."
As the conversation went on, a boy wearing glasses asked the question that everyone was most concerned about:
"By the way, beautiful, which song are you going to sing later?"
This is a must-ask question on talent shows.
It's not scary to have the same song; it's embarrassing if someone looks worse.
Everyone wanted to test the waters beforehand; if they ended up singing the same song as a beauty of that caliber, they could basically just withdraw from the competition.
Jiang Bai blinked and said truthfully:
"I'll sing... an original song."
"Original?!"
Everyone gasped.
Sing an original song on the blind audition stage of "The Voice of China"?
This is a recognized act of suicide!
The expressions of several contestants became somewhat strange, even tinged with pity.
The bespectacled man adjusted his glasses and kindly advised:
"Beautiful lady, are you... sure?"
"This is a blind selection!"
"The mentors are facing away from you; they can't see your face, they can only hear your voice and your work."
"Original songs are too risky! Unless you write something exceptionally good, it's hard for mentors to connect with you."
Another older woman also earnestly said:
"Yes, girl, take my advice."
"In the past few years, there have been at least 800 to 1,000 people who failed to sing original songs during the blind audition stage."
"With your qualifications, you could easily pass if you just cover any classic old song and play it safe."
"Don't be foolish enough to touch the 'original content' minefield!"
Everyone chimed in, urging Jiang Bai to turn back before it's too late.
After all, in their eyes, it would be a waste to eliminate such a beautiful girl before she even shows her face.
Jiang Bai listened to everyone's advice, but remained as calm as a rock.
Original content in general is indeed not good.
But my song "Baby" is a healing masterpiece that has been certified by the system and comes with a "master-level emotional template".
Most importantly, I came here specifically to help my child fall asleep! I don't need to care about their appearance!
Thank you everyone for your suggestions!
Jiang Bai, holding his guitar, smiled slightly, his eyes resolute.
"However... I've already submitted it, so it can't be changed."
"Moreover, this song has special meaning for me (it could earn me a million), so I want to give it a try."
Seeing that they couldn't persuade them, everyone could only sigh helplessly.
Fearing that saying too much would lead to mistakes, Jiang Bai quickly pointed to the corner:
"Um... I have something to do, I'll go out now."
After saying that, he walked out of the lounge with his guitar, as if fleeing.
……
Jiang Bai left.
The contestants, who had been huddled together just moments before, immediately erupted into a commotion.
"Oh, what a pity."
The bespectacled man shook his head, looking regretful.
"Such a promising talent, why does he insist on sticking to singing original songs?"
"Exactly!" the older woman exclaimed, slapping her thigh. "Those who are good-looking are at a huge disadvantage during the blind auditions!"
"If the mentor can't see your face, and the song is even slightly bland, it's really doomed."
"If we can get her through this hurdle and get some exposure, she'll definitely be a star!"
If it were in the past...
Seeing a formidable competitor courting disaster, these people must be laughing in their sleep.
But today, the situation is completely different.
First of all, Jiang Bai's passive skill of "Charm Value 11" made everyone feel a strange fondness for him, and they couldn't bear to see him eliminated.
Second.
Everyone here works in this industry, and we all know exactly what's going on.
"Brothers, let me tell you the truth."
The red-haired rocker suddenly spoke, his voice deep:
"Everyone knows how popular this season of The Voice of China is."
"That's really... cold."
"If there are no exciting moments, no buzz, even if we advance, what then? In the end, we'll still be nobody."
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