Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

Chapter 262 Relay Chorus
In the studio, Xia Fan's team was in a stable state and performed well. The melody of the song accelerated from the deep affection of reluctance to the prayer of exhaustion...

"The chorus that will decide the outcome is about to begin..."

"Will you lower the key this time, like in the rehearsal?"

The moment Xia Fan walked to the center of the stage, the four mentors couldn't help but straighten their backs and their eyes became focused...

"I will be your man, never let you go, never leave you again, just whisper my name, I can't live without you..."

However, the one who sang the first sentence of the climax was not Xia Fan in the middle, but Ken on the other side.

“No key down…”

"Did you watch your opponent's rehearsal and temporarily change to the original key out of a desire to win?"

Listening carefully, Oda Zheng showed a surprised look.

"If the key is not lowered, with the level of those trainees, they won't be able to sing the highest two lines."

Goro Kimura secretly sweated.

"It's a stupid decision. Instead of forcing the notes to break, it's better to just lower the key and keep the integrity of the performance."

Yayoi Tsuki shook her head indifferently.

During yesterday's rehearsal, everyone saw the vocal range and singing skills of several people. It is simply impossible to overcome the limitations of physiological structure in less than 24 hours.

In this sentence, it can be seen that Ken is singing very reluctantly, and his vocal cords are squeezed.

According to the instructors' prediction, as the tone of the next sentence rises, his voice will break...

Unexpectedly, Ken, who had just sung the first half of the song, suddenly put down the microphone.

"... Let me hold you in my arms once more. I won't leave you alone again, darling. I just pray!"

Xia Fan, who was standing in the middle, lowered his head and sang with force, a high note like a mountain breeze passing through a valley coming out of his throat, and then he sang the second half of the sentence.

His high-pitched voice, which was filled with strong desire and regret, seemed to have transformed into a pair of invisible ghost hands, sweeping through the air...

"What, take over the singing?!"

"The key seems to be slightly higher than the original key... the emotions are stronger..."

The instructors closest to the scene felt as if their scalps were scratched and got goose bumps all over their bodies!

"Wow...what an amazing high note..."

"Who said our Xia Fan is 'all emotion and no technique'? Is this high note fake?!"

It was the first time to hear Xia Fan sing high notes on a live stage at such a close distance, and the audience exclaimed in amazement.

"They knew Ken couldn't sing it, so they gave the highest line in this section to Xia Fan?"

"But what about the other people's parts? Sid and Ahmed can't even sing."

The expressions of the mentors in front of the stage were even more incredulous than those of the audience.

Having watched the rehearsal, they were not surprised by Xia Fan's high notes...

"Wait, this way of singing, does Xia Fan want to..."

Rather, it was because his unreasonable and overly fragmented way of singing at this moment made the mentors come up with some even more unreasonable guesses.

"You're always in my heart, in my mind, that girl is always in my mind."

"Almighty Lord, listen to me. I cry for her every night. I promise you that I am a good man and will never let her leave again..."

Amid the rapping that was so fast that sparks flew everywhere, Sid picked up the microphone under the anxious looks of his mentors...

"Please, give me one last chance..."

He used all his life's skills from "ten years of practice" to sing the first half of this paragraph in a roaring voice...

"It's really too much of a stretch not to lower the key..." Oda Masaru sighed in disappointment.

Although this state is still in the original key, the breath is exhausted, the vocal cords are stiff, and the high-pitched resonance channel has completely collapsed...

"No, it's not over yet!"

Noticing that Sid put down the microphone without any panic, Yayoi Tsuki's mouth trembled slightly and her eyes became surprised and happy.

“…Please, come back to me again!!!”

Because, Xia Fan, who was beside him, raised the scale again and sang the second half of the sentence with a touching dolphin sound.

"He looks so relaxed even though it's such a high note. I remember the guy named An Ziyao from the previous team lost control of his facial expression when he was singing the high notes before?"

"I feel like Kazama-sama's high notes touched my soul!"

"Xia Fan, I'm not leaving. I'm always by your side!"

The audience didn’t think there was anything wrong with this kind of “relay singing” and continued to be impressed by Xia Fan’s gorgeous high notes.

"Don't leave me alone, I can't breathe anymore. I will hold you tight and I will pray to the sky."

"The Almighty Lord heard my prayer and gave her back to me, a weak lost lamb, until I heard the sad words."

"If God really exists, I will change everything about me, including your negative attitude, and correct my bad habit of praying only at this time."

In between choruses, Martin and his two companions took advantage of the situation to intersperse rap, leaving the lead singers some breathing space.

"They deceived the audience by singing in seemingly identical harmony, and used Xia Fan's high notes to make up for his teammates' shortcomings. Although it was a trick, it was a very spirited collaboration..."

Coming back to his senses from the frequent but extremely amazing high notes just now, Goro Kimura's eyes were slightly moist.

For him, who has been in boy bands for many years, the way of singing along just now was not unexpected, but it was almost impossible to perform.

Because, whether it is a temporary team of trainees in front of us or a formally debuted boy group, the members are competing internally all the time.

For Xia Fan, singing high notes to fill in for his teammates was a thankless task, and it would waste his breath and affect his original part.

From the perspective of several other people, they are unwilling to let others fill in this part, which would expose the shortcomings of their own vocal range in disguise.

This kind of relay-race-like chorus can only occur when all members are selfless and trust each other.

"I will be your man, I will never let you go, I will never leave you, please call my name!"

"I can't live without you. Let me hold you in my arms once again. I won't leave you alone again!"

With the attention of the people on and off the stage focused, Ken started the second cycle of the chorus with his magnetic voice.

The vocal range in this section is just within his baritone comfort zone, and it looks quite good.

"Honey, I just prayed!"

"I always pray from the bottom of my heart, sincerely..."

"In that dark sky, I don't know, I can only say my prayers for you!"

The song changed from low to high, and Xia Fan once again walked out from the crowd of dancers, and as usual, he performed a large part of the high notes by himself.

"This pervert... not only has his high notes improved... his vocal skills have also improved significantly..."

"I just finished dancing for a while, and I'm still breathing hard... Don't you have endless energy?"

Listening to Xia Fan's rich and heartfelt singing, Yayoi Yue couldn't help but be moved.

As she was experienced on stage, she could naturally see that although the other people sang less than Xia Fan and were responsible for simpler parts, they were still slightly out of breath when dancing together.

On the contrary, Xia Fan, who was responsible for the high notes alone, can still contribute such a stable singing voice with ease. The difference in physical strength is extremely large.

(End of this chapter)