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Chapter 27: She Really Can Sing! (Please read on, please recommend, please do everything!)

"The first item is the dialogue."

Chen Yi said in a calm voice.

"Next, I will distribute a designated text. You will have five minutes to prepare, and then you will read it in turn."

Staff immediately stepped forward and distributed a copy of the paper to each candidate.

A commotion arose in the crowd.

No one expected that the third round of trials would catch them off guard right from the start.

Gu Xiao had expected this, and calmly took the paper, quickly scanning it with her spiritual vision.

It is an excerpt from an unknown essay, describing a person waiting alone on a rainy night for a letter that will never arrive.

The sound of rain, a solitary lamp, yellowed letter paper, endless waiting—a sense of alienation, of being forgotten by the world, seeped into his senses along with the words.

Five minutes flew by.

"Let's start with candidate number one," Chen Yi announced.

A boy wearing a blue denim jacket stepped forward in response.

His voice was deep and resonant, and his emotions were full of passion, which almost instantly captured the examiner's attention.

Gu Xiao sighed inwardly, marveling at how someone who had fought his way through more than 6000 people could read even a last-minute draft with such vividness and emotion.

As expected, at this stage, there are no mediocre opponents, and it's absolutely impossible to advance by relying on an opponent's mistake.

Amidst his flurry of thoughts, Chen Yi spoke again: "Candidate number two, Gu Xiao."

Gu Xiao stepped forward and stood still.

He didn't start immediately, but lowered his eyes slightly, silently feeling the non-existent rain and loneliness.

When he looked up again, the sadness in his eyes made the examiners subconsciously adjust their posture.

Gu Xiao spoke, her voice like night rain, carrying a chill that seeped into one's bones:
The rain outside the window is still falling.

I turned the light up a bit, as if that would make the letter arrive sooner.

"I knew it wouldn't come. I knew it from that rainy night three years ago."

A somber mood settled in the room. The examiners exchanged glances, each seeing a hint of surprise in the other's eyes.

The Beijing Film Academy is a key national art institution, and its annual enrollment quota is fixed.

Each art student who makes it to the third round of auditions needs to be reviewed repeatedly to ensure fairness.

Gu Xiao has been the focus of their discussions these past few days.

Judging from the videos of the preliminary and final exams, in terms of recitation alone, he can only be considered above average among the current candidates in the third round, and his performance is even more mediocre.

But what's going on today?

In terms of emotional build-up alone, he's already on par with professional actors!
What has the other person been through these past few days?
Zhou Xiaowen glanced at Huo Xuan, who was smugly standing next to her, and secretly rolled her eyes.

He thought to himself, "This isn't something you taught me, so what's there to pretend about?"

The recitation continued, and Liu Yifei, in the queue, had long forgotten her nervousness.

Her mouth was slightly agape, her eyes fixed on someone's retreating figure, utterly shocked.

She never imagined that Gu Xiao, who usually showed no interest in anything, would have such a high level of recitation.

"Okay, let's stop for a moment. Your language skills are very good."

Chen Yi interrupted the recitation, leaned forward slightly, and said seriously, "Go straight to the vocal part, sing a song, anything is fine."

Gu Xiao was stunned, and tentatively asked, "Now?"

His gaze swept over the other candidates waiting to recite their poems.

Isn't this process a bit too much? Everyone else hasn't even started yet!

"Yes, right now."

Chen Yi smiled gently. "Or do you need a few minutes to prepare?"

It seems like a choice has been given, but in reality, there isn't. In the examination room, the examiner's privilege is to break the rules.

Gu Xiao understood that the other party wanted to catch him off guard and test his mental fortitude and ability to switch between situations in an emergency.

He quickly calmed down and said, "No need to prepare, we can do it now."

A hint of approval flashed in Chen Yi's eyes, and he raised his hand, saying, "Begin!"

Gu Xiao closed her eyes slightly, silently gathering her emotions. When she opened her eyes again, her aura changed once more.

He took a deep breath, his deep, husky voice, like a stream, slowly overflowing:

"The sky is full of rosy clouds"
"Let's watch the sunset together"
When you close your eyes
"Still reluctant to leave"

The moment the song began, the brows of the teachers on the examiners' panel twitched almost imperceptibly.

This is not one of their well-known songs.

Its melody is unfamiliar and unique, carrying an inexplicable sense of alienation and destiny.

Gu Xiao's vocal control far exceeded their expectations based on the first two tests; her deep voice seemed to have its own reverberation.
If only I could see it one more time.
A burning heart, fervent eyes
The moment your tear fell.
"It grazed my face"

That's right, this is the theme song "Purple" from the movie "Wu Kong" in the previous life.

A quiet and ethereal song with distinct Eastern elements.

As the song was sung, vocal coach Wang Jiang's brows furrowed more and more.

He searched through almost every Chinese and foreign music library he knew, but couldn't find a single matching track.

The melody, the lyrical structure... an unbelievable thought arose in his mind.

—Could he have written this song himself?

Gu Xiao's song is coming to an end here:
"Gather a piece of sunset glow in your heart."

That's what I meant to you.

"The Last Regret"

The lingering melody echoed in the room.

Liu Yifei stared at the figure in the center of the field, her mind going completely blank.

Just how many things is this person hiding that she doesn't know?
When he first said he could sing, Liu Yifei thought he was just bragging, but she didn't expect him to actually be able to sing!
Chen Yi, who was sitting in the center, coughed lightly, breaking the silence.

Just as he was about to signal the next candidate to begin reciting, Wang Jiang suddenly raised his hand and interrupted him.

Wang Jiang's voice trembled slightly, "What's the name of this song? Who composed it?"

Gu Xiaotian shamelessly said, "I wrote 'Purple'."

I write.

These three words were spoken casually, but they struck everyone like a thunderbolt.

Although he had a vague idea of ​​the answer, Wang Jiang still couldn't help but gasp when Gu Xiao admitted it.

An uncontrollable gasp rippled through the waiting area, and Liu Yifei stared intently at Gu Xiao's retreating figure, her eyes wide with surprise.

She shouted in her heart:
impossible! Absolutely impossible!
When did he start writing songs?!

Wang Jiang opened his mouth, wanting to ask something, such as creative inspiration or basic music theory, but ultimately held back.

This is an examination room, not a music composition seminar.

He gave Gu Xiao a deep look, picked up his pen, and wrote comments on his evaluation form.

Chen Yi timely regained control:

"Return to the team."

Gu Xiao bowed slightly and calmly walked back to the queue under the gaze of a group of people with complicated and unspeakable eyes.

At this moment, an indescribable emotion lingered in the hearts of every art student around Gu Xiao.

That emotion is called—despair.

(End of this chapter)