Chinese Entertainment King: Starting as a Fat Boy and Becoming a Singing King

"Zhou Shen, when you go on stage to sing, every judge will turn around. At least three times. Remember, whatever you do, don't choose Na Ying."

After Xu Yao finished speaking, he patted Zhou Shen on the shoulder and could feel the other man trembling with nervousness.

So Xu Yao continued to comfort Zhou Shen, telling him to relax, to be confident, to believe in his uniqueness, and that he would definitely become a shining star.

Zhou Shen, feeling slightly relieved, finally spoke up: "Brother Yao, why can't we choose Teacher Na Ying?"

As Xu Yao looked at that face, images flashed through his mind—this thin boy standing on the stage of various award ceremonies, conquering the entire Chinese music scene with one divine live performance after another.

From a contestant with a great voice to the king of OSTs.

Na Ying's famous line, "I'm sorry, Zhou Shen, I choose Li Wei," has become a notorious scene in the history of Chinese-language variety shows that has been repeatedly criticized.

"Because someone else is giving more," Xu Yao replied with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Zhou Shen clearly didn't understand this trending meme that was about to become a huge hit.

Xu Yao didn't explain, but just smiled and patted him on the shoulder again: "Just remember what I said, get ready to go on stage."

Xu Yao and Zhou Shen each entered a separate waiting room.

He is a traveler.

The original owner was also named Xu Yao, and he also studied music.

I've loved singing since I was a child, and I have an excellent voice—a natural gift from God—a deep, warm, and naturally resonant mid-to-low range.

She can hold her own in the high register, and as long as her technique doesn't falter, she'll have more than enough to get a turn on the stage of The Voice in 2014.

However, the original owner had a fatal weakness: stage fright.

In her previous life, the original owner stood on the same stage, the lights were blinding, the audience was a sea of ​​black, and her heart felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.

He lost his breath as soon as he opened his mouth, and his voice cracked during the chorus. He seemed completely drained and couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

During post-production editing, the directing team didn't even give him a single second of screen time.

From then on, the original owner gave up her musical dreams and remained unknown.

"Xu Yao, get ready to go on stage." The on-site director pushed open the door and poked half his body in.

Xu Yao opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled.

He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, not from fear or tension, but from excitement.

The moment the lights poured down, the world turned into a vast white ocean.

Xu Yao stood in the center of the stage, the heat of the spotlight falling on his head, feeling somewhat warm.

He bowed and nodded in the direction of the band, then closed his eyes.

Take a deep breath.

The music started.

The piano intro flowed out slowly; it was Zhao Chuan's "I'm Ugly, But I'm Gentle".

As the last note of the prelude faded, Xu Yao opened his eyes.

He spoke.

"I'm ugly..."

The moment the first word was uttered, it was as if something pierced through the air in the entire recording studio.

It wasn't a display of skill, nor a bombardment of high notes, but a kind of outpouring with a grainy texture.

Xu Yao's mid-to-low range is as rich and deep as the sea at night, and every word and every breath is very steady.

"But I'm very gentle..."

The voice rose slightly on the word "gentle," creating a natural reverberation that sent a slight shiver down one's spine.

"Cold-looking".

"A passionate heart."

That's me.

On the mentor's seat, Yang Kun was leaning back in his chair twirling a pen when he heard this, and the pen in his hand fell to the table with a "thud".

He sat up abruptly, his eyes wide open, his mouth slightly agape, his face filled with disbelief.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at Qi Qin beside him.

Qi Qin didn't notice Yang Kun's gaze. He leaned forward, his eyes involuntarily becoming focused.

Xu Yao continued singing.

"I'm ugly..."

"But I have music and beer..."

In the second verse of the chorus, a subtle change was added to his voice.

It's the same phrase, "music and beer," but this time the ending is drawn out a bit longer, carrying a self-deprecating nonchalance, like a man monologue to an empty beer bottle in the dead of night.

The expressions of the four mentors on the panel had completely changed.

Xu Yao continued singing, becoming increasingly emotional, and sang the second verse.

"Every morning."

"In front of the bathroom mirror."

"But I found myself living on the edge of a razor."

……

Qi Qin slapped the turn button.

"Bang……"

The loud whirring of the spinning chairs echoed through the recording studio.

Qi Qin's chair slowly turned around, revealing his face to the audience and the camera.

Then he froze.

When he turned around, his face originally had that curious expression that said, "I want to see what kind of guy this is."

But when his gaze fell on the burly young man in the center of the stage wearing a large white T-shirt, his expression froze.

He blinked, then blinked again, as if to make sure he wasn't seeing things.

Yang Kun noticed the change in Qi Qin's expression and couldn't help but lean closer, lowering his voice to ask, "Was the contrast of his handsome appearance so stunning that it amazed you?"

Qi Qin turned to look at Yang Kun, his smile deepening, and slowly uttered three words: "Guess."

Xu Yao continued singing, and the chorus started again. This time, Xu Yao sang even more unrestrainedly than at the beginning.

His voice was like a bird breaking free from its cage, soaring and rising high in the sky above the blind audition venue.

Yang Kun tapped his hand on the table, then tapped it again.

then.

"Bang……"

Yang Kun's chair turned around.

When he turned around, his face displayed Yang Kun's signature look of surprise. His mouth was agape in an "O" shape, and he leaned back in his chair, his hands outstretched in an exaggerated gesture, as if to say, "What the hell? What the hell is this?"

The last note fell.

Xu Yao slowly opened his eyes, his chest heaving violently, panting heavily, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

The recording studio was silent for about two seconds.

Then, applause and cheers erupted like a tidal wave.

All four mentors were applauding.

Na Ying and Wang Feng exchanged a glance.

Neither of them turned around.

Two turns.

Although it wasn't a third-tier advancement like Zhou Shen, Xu Yao was already very satisfied with the result.

Yang Kun was the first to speak, his excitement barely concealed: "Hahahaha! He must be the fattest contestant on our 'The Voice' platform so far!"

The audience burst into good-natured laughter.

Xu Yao smiled and relaxed his grip on the microphone slightly.

Yang Kun's expression was sincere and curious, and his tone was as easygoing as an older brother: "Excuse me for asking, how much do you weigh now? No offense, just want to chat and help you relax."

"Hello, Mr. Yang Kun. Although I am overweight, I am not nervous at all."

Xu Yao smiled and looked down at his physique, saying frankly, "I weigh about 250 pounds now."

"Two hundred and fifty pounds!" Yang Kun repeated exaggeratedly, then turned to Qi Qin, "Brother Qi Qin, did you guess it?"

Qi Qin smiled and shook his head without saying a word.

"So cute." Na Ying's voice came from the seat behind her, tinged with laughter. "I'm a little regretful that I didn't turn around."

After he said that, the whole room burst into laughter again.

"Please introduce yourself," Wang Feng said.

Xu Yao nodded and said into the microphone, "Hello everyone, my name is Xu Yao, I am 23 years old, and I come from Huangshi, Hubei."

"Huangshi?" Yang Kun interjected. "The kid from Huangshi has pretty good lung capacity."

Another round of light laughter erupted from the audience.

Qi Qin spoke up: "Are you a student now?"