Chapter 263 - Victory! (1/2)
Chapter 263 Victory!
”A Flowing Stream”?
Upon hearing the name of Fang Qiu's song, the audience immediately frowned.
Why would Fang Qiu choose a folk song?
”Isn't that awful?”
Xin Zheng picked a pop song, which is widely liked and could show off his super high pitch. But Fang Qiu chose this ”A Flowing Stream”. How could he compete with Xin Zheng?
Under the stage, everyone began to worry.
Some of them could already foresee Fang Qiu's defeat.
Although ”A Flowing Stream” was quite well known, how many university students would listen to this these days?
”Sigh... Fang Qiu must know that he has little chance of winning so he picked this random song.”
”'A Flowing Stream'... What kind of song is this?”
”I've never heard of it.”
”I guess Fang Qiu didn't expect Xin Zheng to be this good.”
”What's the matter even if he lost this one? Fang Qiu's skills are undeniable. It's a pity though.”
Just when everyone thought Fang Qiu would lose.
In the crowd, Sister Li suddenly widened her eyes as she heard Fang Qiu announce his song.
”Sister Li, what's wrong?”
Song Yaqi asked curiously.
”Is he going to use that version?”
Looking at Fang Qiu on the stage in disbelief, Sister Li said, ”Does he have what it takes?” ...
”You mean... That version?”
Something seemed to have come to Song Yaqi's mind. A mysterious look suddenly climbed on her face.
On the stage, without prelude, Fang Qiu began singing under everyone's eyes.
”Ah...
”The moon comes out, shining brightly.
”Shining brightly.
”Thinking about my love in the mountains.
”The breeze blows uphill.
”Blows uphill.
”My love, o my love.
”Can you hear me
”Calling your name.”
There was no accompaniment.
Fang Qiu sang in the hall as if standing on top of the grand canyon. His voice was clear and penetrating yet very steady like water without any ripple.
As he sang, the audience was stunned. Some of them actually didn't want to hear it at first.
After all, an old song like this was hard for the new generation to appreciate.
However, the rhythm, beats, and Fang Qiu's bright singing attracted everyone's attention. They began to listen carefully.
Very soon, one part finished.
Then, the accompaniment finally kicked in.
The accompaniment was very simple, not like those pop songs.
Yet, such simple accompaniment was very soothing and pleasant.
Embellished by the accompaniment, Fang Qiu's singing sounded even better.
The song actually had a very unique charm, brand new and refreshing.
However, although it felt new, there was no passion in it compared to Xin Zheng's performance.
”It sounded high-pitched but not passionate at all.”
”Yeah. Fang Qiu's voice is beautiful as always but this song is no good for a competition.”
”How can he compete without passion?”
”Right. Xin Zheng was the first one and he was so full of passion, boiling everyone's blood. Now it's Fang Qiu's turn and he's singing such a plain song. We can't accept this.”
Under the stage, the audience frowned to Fang Qiu's singing.
They felt even more positive that Fang Qiu would lose this one. They knew Fang Qiu was capable but this song he had chosen was the problem.
In the crowd.
”It's changed a bit but Fang Qiu's losing if it's all he's got.”
Sister Li commented with a frown, ”It sounds like he has indeed chosen that version. But he started too high. Even the original singer might not be able to do it well at this key. He's only a student.”
”I don't think so.”
Said Song Yaqi.
Despite her words, her face changed.
Without a doubt, she also felt that Fang Qiu had started way too high to finish it.
But at this time, the song reached its climax.
”Ah...”
Fang Qiu continued with his penetrating voice.
In the beginning, the pitch stayed the same.
Then, they began to notice that Fang Qiu's key was actually gradually rising. It was getting higher and higher and all the way up.
They turned from their initial suspicion to being surprised, to staring, to becoming frozen on the spot.
”Ah...”
Just like the previous song by Xin Zheng, the sound was dragged very long without a flaw.
Different from the shock caused by Xin Zheng's cooperation with the stage, Fang Qiu gave them a feeling of car racing.
He started at 30 mph, then 40 mph, and then 50 mph.
Then it stayed on 50 mph.
Till in the middle of it, the speed rose dramatically all of a sudden.
It increased from 50 mph to 80, 90, and 100 mph in no time and the number was still growing.
In terms of velocity, Xin Zheng's high pitch had already reached 100 mph beyond any average man's ability.
And Fang Qiu?
His high pitch reached the same level in a very short time.
After a few seconds, it went up again!
110 mph.
120 mph.
It was like sitting in a supercar. They could feel the cold wind stroking their faces.
It felt awesome.
In a blink, everyone in the room was soaked.
This high pitch made everyone hot and sweaty.
Some of them began to gasp loudly.
Several of them with a weaker heart had to lean towards the wall nearby, their face flushed, panting while listening.