Singing Blindly

The judges looked down upon Ma Xiaoshu at first, but this sentence just now cheered them up. What kind of song is this?

Although this guy is average-looking and his singing skills are stretched, his voice is not bad, and his songs are good.

They looked expectantly and listened attentively.

What about behind?

But Ma Xiaoshu froze again, his eyes blurred, as if he was distracted in class.

Right, what about the back?

You only said a few words, fuck me, right?

One second, three seconds, ten seconds...

Finally, one of the judges raised his hand.

Ma Xiaoshu came back to his senses: "Ah! This judge, please speak."

snort??

The middle-aged judge was stunned, looked at the three snickering colleagues next to him, and said: "Thank you for allowing me to speak! Ma Xiaoshu, right? Whose song is this? If you can't remember the lyrics, you can take out your mobile phone.

Take a look."

The other three judges nodded.

It's not that they are kind.

In fact, these two sentences from Ma Xiaoshu aroused their curiosity. This is a song they have never heard of.

Ma Xiaoshu scratched his head and said honestly: "Lyrics? I haven't finished writing them yet. I'll think about the rest..."

Come out quickly!

He was a little impatient.

It's not important to be embarrassed, nor is it important to be eliminated. Ma Xiaoshu just wants to "take out" the song. Just a dozen lines like "When You" is enough.

The four judges looked at each other in confusion. An original song?

nice!

It was worth wasting some time and they continued to wait.

However, Ma Xiaoshu racked his brains and couldn't remember, so he could only grin: "I can't remember! Why don't I forget it, I'm hungry. Goodbye!"

What?

The judges were not calm anymore. You looked at me and I looked at him.

hungry?

Stop singing?

You whetted our appetite, but you just slapped your butt and left?

This is the audition stage for "Shining Boys". Do you really think it's a public toilet? You can come and leave whenever you want?

The live broadcast barrage is also very popular:

"Isn't this the same guy who was selling snacks just now?"

"He looks so stupid."

"Staying? Is it illegal?"

"This is definitely an actor hired by the show crew!"

"Original?"

"It's too fake."

"These two sentences are actually quite nice!"

"God damn it, I'm hungry. Goodbye."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"He's really gone???"

Ma Xiaoshu was indeed hungry. He handed the microphone to the staff, turned around and left very decisively.

The middle-aged judge was anxious: "Stop!"

There is no shortage of contestants on this stage who can sing well, nor are they good-looking, but what is most lacking is contestants who can write songs.

In fact, it's not just "Shining Boys", it's the same in the entire music industry.

Therefore, this program has a certain preference for contestants who can write songs.

Ma Xiaoshu walked back blankly: "Uncle, is there anything else?"

The middle-aged judge’s heart attack: “…”

The female judge on the side said: "Ma Xiaoshu, are you too nervous to remember it, or is the song not completely written?"

Ma Xiaoshu: “I haven’t written it well, so I’ll forget about it.”

Another judge: "No, no, no! You can roughly hum the part you have written, and we will simply listen to it. Sing whatever you want!"

Ma Xiaoshu was a little irritated. If he had known it, he would not come to the audition. It was all because of Gou Fugui: "Okay... then I will just sing nonsense!"

"take it easy."

The judges really couldn't keep up with the rhythm and thought Ma Xiaoshu had forgotten the lyrics because he was nervous. Who would go on stage to sing a song with only two lines?

He must be nervous.

Ma Xiaoshu was not nervous, but simply confused.

Now that things have happened, I can only sing blindly, and quickly fool them and go to dinner.

I'm so hungry!

He dug out the fragmented lyrics that he had previously unlocked and pieced them together:

"I once dreamed of walking to the end of the world with my sword and seeing the prosperity of the world. Uh~ I have experienced life... life, man, is life so short? Ah... I won't stop until I'm drunk! Cut off the knife and the water will flow again. Let's raise a glass

The sorrow is gone and the sorrow is getting worse... beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep."

As Ma Xiaoshu sang, he felt numb and his eyes became more and more wandering.

What the hell am I singing about?

Slowly, Ma Xiaoshu put down the microphone in his hand.

Sorry for showing off.

The competition scene was completely silent.

Several judges were also confused. What is this guy doing?

Seeing that no one was speaking, Ma Xiaoshu picked up the phone again and said: "Oh Wall~"

Middle-aged male judge: "What?"

Ma Xiaoshu: "English."

The middle-aged judge said, "English, hey, shit...cough! I personally appreciate these two lines of your song, and the next few lines are also good. But, they are not the same song, right?"

Ma Xiaoshu said confidently: "I've already said that it's not written yet, so you insist on letting me sing it."

Blame me?

A middle-aged judge took a deep breath, and finally his emotions overcame his reason and said, "Yes, yes, we are too anxious, okay? I think you can go to a training camp and write this song slowly..."

Another judge suddenly interrupted: "No, Lao Zhou, is he worthy of a promotion card?"

"Why isn't it worth it?"

"Isn't this breaking the rules?"

"He writes quite well, and his voice condition is quite adequate."

"Indeed, he is a relatively talented young man."

"But his performance doesn't hold up. If he is selected, what will other people think?"

"I don't care what they think!"

"Lao Zhou, can you be more professional?"

The four judges quarreled fiercely. Two wanted Ma Xiaoshu to advance, and two opposed it.

That old Zhou was quite tough and got on top.

When you chose hormones and pretty girls, I felt as sick as if I had eaten a fly, but did I say a word?

Why do you care about me?

Ma Xiaoshu was even more confused. He didn't even know these judges, and he didn't want to attend any training camp. Summer vacation was about to begin, and he had to work part-time to earn tuition.
To be continued...