214 The Stubborn Girl Takes the Stage
White rice porridge and two plates of vegetables, this was Pei Ningle’s dinner today, and she didn’t get to eat until past eight o’clock. Before this, she had been repeatedly watching her recorded performance on stage, then rehearsing over and over again, adjusting her singing style according to the stage effects. And in the process, she had to wait for a considerable amount of time because there was only one stage and the band staff was limited, so the contestants’ rehearsals were one round after another, and she had to wait for her turn to go on stage…
Wang Heng and Han Yixuan had of course already had dinner, just waiting for Pei Ningle’s rehearsal to end, and took her to find a clean and hygienic restaurant nearby.
Tomorrow was the official recording, so she absolutely couldn’t get an upset stomach.
Watching Pei Ningle wolf down her food, Wang Heng silently exchanged glances with Han Yixuan.
Then Han Yixuan asked, “Little Le, how was the rehearsal today? Are you confident?”
Pei Ningle nodded heavily. “It felt great!”
Han Yixuan added, “Little Le was busy rehearsing, so you definitely didn’t have time to care about other contestants. But we watched from below for a long time and found a very strong competitor. So we thought, when the time comes, we can see which mentor he chooses, and avoid…”
However, at this moment, Pei Ningle drank a large mouthful of white rice porridge, wiped her mouth, and looked up at the two of them.
She said seriously, “I won’t deliberately avoid anyone.”
Han Yixuan: “No, this is very simple, you don’t even need to worry about it. Wang Heng and I will keep an eye on those particularly strong competitors for you, and then just tell you before you go on stage.”
“I feel… thank you for your kindness, really, you are very thoughtful. But I feel that if I think about avoiding so-and-so before going on stage, I will treat this as a competition, not a performance. I will be distracted. So, I don’t want to calculate too much. I just want to sing a song purely and simply.”
Although her tone softened a lot, stubbornness was clearly written on the girl’s small face.
Han Yixuan wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Wang Heng.
He stared at Pei Ningle and said, “Since that’s the case, let’s not think too much about those things. Go on stage and sing well. No matter what the result is, as long as you perform well and leave no regrets, that’s enough.”
“Mhm, mhm, that’s what I think!”
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The live recording of ‘Sing My Song’ began.
At seven in the evening, the venue was already full of spectators, including Wang Heng in the front row on the side.
Starting from the first contestant, the atmosphere in the audience seats became lively. A young female contestant sang a pleasant and cheerful pop love song, making many viewers sway along. Even Wang Heng, who looked at other contestants with a critical eye, had to admit that her song was indeed well written and well sung.
It was just that in Wang Heng’s opinion, this style was a bit cliché, and the novelty and creative level were much worse than Pei Ningle’s. If most competitors were at this level, then Pei Ningle’s prospects this time were quite optimistic.
After the first contestant finished singing, two mentors pushed down the lever, expressing their interest. Immediately after, the female contestant briefly introduced herself, chatted with the mentors on stage for a few words, and decided to choose Chu Tianjian.
There was no host inducing the contestant to tell a tear-jerking tragic story. This point received praise from the audience on the spot.
“This show is quite efficient…”
“Not so much nonsense, good!”
“The stage also looks good, not so fancy, but not simple either…”
Wang Heng listened to the discussions of the people around him. Suddenly, the broadcast sounded again: “Let’s welcome the next contestant!”
Still not revealing the contestant’s name, no information. Amidst applause, everyone could only see a young short-haired boy walk onto the stage, ready to sing.
“Her mother hates me because I’m a singer,
No stable job, doesn’t want her to marry me…”
Short and clear lyrics appeared on the stage screen, and the singer sang a cheerful and slightly playful tune. Before the first verse was over, the audience got high again. And this time, their reaction was obviously more enthusiastic than the previous song.
Listening and listening, Wang Heng became quieter and quieter.
“Haven’t heard it before, but it’s really interesting… The competitors are very strong!” he sighed in a low voice.
Before the song was finished, all four mentors pushed the lever and lowered the screen blocking their view.
After the song ended, this contestant indeed chatted with the mentors for a longer time, and finally, under the warm invitation of the four mentors, chose Teacher Liu Jiang.
“Let’s welcome the next contestant!”
Another round of more enthusiastic applause, the audience’s expectations seemed to be getting higher and higher. And the next contestant made Wang Heng sit up straight.
Zhuo Zun, and his “Rolled Bead Curtain,” the champion according to the trajectory of the first timeline.
Sure enough, just two lines into the song, Liu Jiang and Chu Tianjian pushed the lever. After another line, Peng Xiaoya also pushed it. Further on, the whole audience was immersed in the melodious tune and the beautiful artistic conception of the lyrics.
Singing to the end, the last Teacher Liang Kun also pushed the lever.
Once again, all four mentors expressed their interest.
Wang Heng sat there, rubbing his chin, thinking from another angle—the more powerful contestants there were, the more powerful songs there were, the more popular this show would be. So as long as Pei Ningle showed her face in the show, her fame could take a big step up. So the strong competitors were definitely not a bad thing for her.
After Zhuo Zun finished singing, not only did he chat back and forth with the mentors, but he also invited his mother on stage to sing a few lines. The atmosphere was not only enthusiastic but even had a warmth and harmony that made people smile involuntarily.
Choosing Liu Jiang as a mentor, Zhuo Zun and his mother left the stage together. At this time, the broadcast sounded again: “Let’s welcome the next contestant!”
A girl with a ponytail walked silently from backstage. She held the microphone, her face lowered, looking like a shy little girl.
Wang Heng’s eyes widened—finally, Pei Ningle took the stage.
Today she was wearing a light-colored dress, a dark cape, and dark leggings and boots. This outfit was chosen for her by Han Yixuan, which could reflect the girl’s exquisiteness and cuteness well, while the colors were not too flashy, so as not to interfere with the theme she was going to sing.
The audience next to him whispered:
“How old is this little girl? Is she an adult?”
“Looks like a middle school student…”
“Hey, she’s quite pretty. Among these few people, she counts as the best looking one, right!”
And on the stage, the girl bowed slightly to the musicians, turned around, and the intro had already begun.
She took a deep breath, gently closed her eyes, and began to sing.
