A Better New Song?
Ye Quan did not know how effective his current actions were.
The netizens who knew the truth were already laughing crazily in the bullet screen.
"Aiya, f * ck, I can't take it anymore. I'm crying from laughing.”
"There's nothing wrong with what Yeh Quan said. He's here to record a song. If he doesn't sing this song, what should he sing?”
"Haha, the judges are probably also very confused. Yequan's reply is too awesome.”
Yu Wenwen was also stunned.
Kou Naixin quickly came to the rescue.
"Yequan, please start singing."
She wisely chose to go through the process instead of pursuing the matter.
After all, there were still quite a number of players waiting in line.
Ye Quan frowned.
"Is it here? Where was the equipment? I feel like you guys are amateurs."
The judges were shocked.
The bullet screen exploded.
"Pfft, this is simply too much."
"Let's not talk about it anymore. This is the most classic variety show scene of the year.”
"Hurry up and edit it, brothers.”
The situation in the live broadcast room was not reported to the judges in time, so everyone was confused.
Kou Naixin said slowly.
"Yequan, although You Are My Eyes sounds good, if you want to use professional equipment to sing, you have to pass our test.”
As the audition process was a cappella, they would at most bring a guitar.
Therefore, this sentence was to remind Ye Quan that he had not advanced yet and could not use professional equipment.
However, these words were filled with doubt and confusion to Ye Quan.
It's just recording a song, and you still have to pass the test first?
Helpless, Ye Quan sighed.
After all, he had no money and was very poor.
He spread out his hands.
"At least give me a guitar."
This request was not too much.
Huang Guolun immediately stood up, picked up the guitar that was used for decoration, and handed it over.
"This guitar's pitch is a little off, you'll have to tune it yourself.”
Ye Quan smiled confidently.
With the Perfect Guitarist skill, he was a world-class guitar master.
Isn't it just a matter of minutes to adjust the tone?
He slung the guitar over his body, held the case in his right hand, and turned the string button in his left hand. In a few seconds, he had tuned the guitar.
Huang Guolun couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
"Very fast. Do you have absolute pitch?”
Absolute pitch, also known as absolute pitch, referred to the ability to identify pitch without a reference tone.
Ye Quan had the skills of a perfect singer, which naturally included absolute pitch.
He nodded slightly.
After receiving an affirmative answer, Huang Guolun made a small expression at the camera.
The comments were filled with praise.
"Wow, Brother Yequan has absolute pitch sense.”
"Not only that, his tuning technique and speed are obviously an expert.”
"Without talent, you can write a song like 'You Are My Eye'?”
In the studio, Ye Quan was already prepared.
Just as they were about to start.
The melodious guitar prelude immediately sounded. The judges present, including the audience in front of the phone screen, were ready to enjoy it.
However, at this moment, a discordant voice sounded. It was indeed Dirty Boss.
"Wait a minute! Wait a minute! Stop!"
In the live broadcast room.
"F * ck, what is he doing?"
"It got stuck when I locked it in. Is there something wrong with it?”
"I'm going crazy. It wasn't easy for me to gather my emotions, but it's all ruined.”
At the scene, a few judges also looked at Dirty Master in confusion.
"I've heard enough of this song these past few days. I'm tired of it. Can you sing something else?”
Ye Quan was completely dumbfounded. This Penguin Recording Studio had too many requirements.
He had to sing something else.
Huang Guolun and the others frowned.
You've heard enough, but we haven't.
The "You Are My Eye" that was circulating on the Internet was cut out from the live broadcast.
Due to the equipment problem, the sound quality was terrible.
Just like that, they were all engrossed in listening.
Now that I can finally listen to the live version, why are you so talkative?
Dirty Boss still didn't know that he had offended them. At this moment, he only had an expression of watching a good show.
Just now, when Ye Quan was talking to him, he had embarrassed him and made him unable to speak.
Because of this, he already bore a grudge.
If he didn't cause trouble for the other party, would he still be worthy of being called Dirty Master?
Yu Wenwen seemed to have seen through the dirty man's thoughts, so she quickly interrupted him.
"Ye Quan, actually, you…"
"Alright, let's change to another song."
"Eh?"
Everyone thought that they had heard wrongly. How could he change such a good song just like that?
Zang Dada was also a little confused. He thought that Ye Quan would reject him, but he agreed so readily.
He quickly added.
"Let me say this first. If this song isn't as good as 'You Are My Eye', I won't pass.”
Huang Guolun, Kou Naixin, and Yu Wenwen worked hard.
"Dirty teacher, your request is a little too high.”
The bullet comments were also filled with complaints.
"Does he know what he's talking about?”
"'You Are My Eye' is definitely this year's top 10 work. Dirty Boss must be crazy to ask for this.”
"Hmph, why don't we let him write one himself? Why doesn't he go to heaven?”
In the live broadcast room, everyone was complaining about injustice for Ye Quan.
But at this moment, Ye Quan sighed.
"What a high demand. Alright, I'll start!”
A reply that couldn't be any duller silenced everyone, including Dirty Boss.
Could it be that he really had a song that could match " You Are My Eye "?
Everyone held their breath and waited with doubt.
Meanwhile, Ye Quan's guitar prelude started playing slowly.
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