Chapter 72 1 When You Speak, You Know It's an Old Rap
a few days later.
The rematch of the National University Art Festival Music Competition is about to begin.
Fog City is part of the Southwest Division.
All players who are qualified for the semi-finals will go to Shucheng to participate in the semi-finals.
The only place for the rematch at Wucheng University of Arts and Sciences is Lin Zhirou. Since this time, Lin Zhirou has been training diligently in the dance hall and recording studio almost every day.
Ding Yue can only pin all his hopes of "achieving achievements" required for school upgrades on the student council president and school flower.
If the National College Student Art Festival Music Competition also encounters Waterloo like the National College Student English Speech Contest, Ding Yue's upgrade operation may be a bit of a stretch.
The day before the game.
The Wucheng University of Arts and Sciences purchased the air tickets and ordered the hotel. President Ding Yue personally led the dean of the art department, contestant Lin Zhirou, his sister Ding Xiaoyou and secretary Wen Ruohan to take the Southwest Airlines flight to Shucheng. .
The rematch was held at the Tianfu Grand Theater in Shucheng.
After arriving in Shucheng by flight, I went back to the hotel to rest for a long time, and then went to Tianfu Grand Theater in the afternoon to familiarize myself with the venue.
Except for the contestants in Fog City.
The Southwest Division also gathered players from the four provinces of Shu, Dian, Guizhou and Plateau for the semi-finals.
The most terrifying among them are the students of the Shucheng Conservatory of Music.
Shucheng Conservatory of Music, one of the nine music conservatories in Xia State, has cultivated many high-quality singers, among them Chunge, Tan Weiwei and others are famous and powerful.
After a night of rest in the hotel, Ding Yue and his party went to the Shucheng Grand Theater early the next morning.
Originally, Wucheng University of Arts and Sciences planned to have the dean of the art department and Lin Zhirou go to Shucheng to participate in the competition.
But Ding Yue thought that the rematch was a more important match, so he decided to come to Shucheng together to cheer for Lin Zhirou.
Since he is going to travel far as the principal, Wen Ruohan, the principal's secretary, must be brought with him.
What is the secretary doing?
There was no other reason why my sister Ding Xiaoyou came with her. It happened that these two days were weekends and holidays, and she had a very good relationship with Lin Zhirou, so she came along.
After arriving at the Shucheng Grand Theater, the director of the art department was responsible for going through the relevant competition procedures for Lin Zhirou.
Secretary Wen Ruohan went to buy audience tickets for the scene.
Ding Yue and his younger sister Ding Xiaoyou were waiting for the start of the competition with Lin Zhirou in the contestants area.
"Principal Ding, the process has been completed. Lin Zhirou is the 45th player to appear." The director of the art department came over with the player number plate and handed it to Lin Zhirou.
Today's rematch is undoubtedly very cruel.
There were a total of 100 semi-finalists from four provinces and Wucheng, and in the end, only 4 qualified for the final.
Equivalent to choose one out of 25 players!
"Principal Ding, the tickets are ready." Wen Ruohan trotted over with four tickets for the "National College Student Art Festival Music Competition Southwest Division Rematch" of the Grand Theater in his hand.
There were five people in total, and Lin Zhirou was a contestant, so only four tickets were needed.
"Student Lin Zhirou, you've worked hard during this period of time, I believe you will gain something, just relax and perform well."
Ding Yue encouraged Lin Zhirou.
"Well, yes, sister Xiaorou, you must have a share of the four finals, come on!" Ding Xiaoyou also supported and encouraged.
"Well, I'll try my best to perform well."
Lin Zhirou nodded resolutely.
She also didn't want her hard work over this period of time to go to waste.
After speaking, Lin Zhirou went to the players' lounge to wait for the start of the match.
Ding Yue came to the auditorium of the Grand Theater with Wen Ruohan, his sister Ding Xiaoyou, and the dean of the art department.
There were quite a lot of people at the scene, which was much more grand than the rematch of the National College English Speech Contest held at Wucheng Foreign Studies University that day.
After all, for music competitions, the audience must be larger.
"I heard that in today's rematch, the top seed is Wang Jin from the Shucheng Conservatory of Music."
"I feel that the four finalists may all be won by the students of the Shucheng Conservatory of Music."
"Indeed, the Shucheng Conservatory of Music is too strong."
"One of the nine conservatories in Xia Country, what do you think?"
In the audience, when some young people talked about the results of today's rematch, most people thought that the four places might be given to Bao Yuaner by the Shucheng Conservatory of Music.
At 9:15 in the morning, the rematch in the Southwest Division officially started.
There are a total of 20 professional judges on the jury seat, and the rules of the competition are also the judges scoring system. A judge can score a maximum of 100 points and a minimum of 0 points, and then directly calculate the total score, and the top four qualify for the final.
More than 5 judges with a score lower than 60 points will be eliminated directly.
Lin Zhirou's appearance number is No. 45, this time period is not bad, as long as it is not the first few appearances.
Because generally the first few appearances, the judges' scores will be relatively strict.
as predicted.
The first player to play, in the end, only got a total score of more than 1,400 points.
If there are 20 judges, the total score is 2,000 points. Obviously, the score of more than 1,400 points basically misses the top four.
"Principal Ding, according to the scores of previous years, generally the fourth place exceeds 1800 points, only then can we hope to advance to the finals."
The dean of the art department told the principal Ding Yue about the situation in previous years.
Eighteen percent.
It means that each judge has to score an average of 90 points, which is indeed difficult.
After all, the number of judges is large, and 20 people have their own senses and scoring standards for their understanding of music.
quickly.
The tenth player came out.
This is a female college student. As soon as she appeared on the stage, accompanied by the background music like a DJ, the scene instantly felt like an explosion.
There was a round of applause in the Grand Theater.
"Is this the Ruidi baby from the Shucheng Conservatory of Music?" Wen Ruohan muttered a little excitedly.
What is Rity and what is the baby? foreigner?
But Ding Yue took a closer look, this is obviously our Xia people, but the shape is a bit trendy, looks like a rap player?
really.
As soon as this Reidy baby opened her mouth, she knew it was an old rap.
"Student Wen Ruohan, who is this Ruidi baby? Do you know him?" Ding Yue looked at Wen Ruohan curiously and asked.
Wen Ruohan nodded immediately: "Principal Ding, Ruidi baby is an internet celebrity, I also followed her Weibo, she is a junior at Shucheng Conservatory of Music, a rap singer, and her popularity is quite high. You don't know him?"
"do not know."
Ding Yue shook his head directly.
What kind of ghosts and snakes, do I have to know them?
Besides, Ding Yue also expressed that her rap is not very appreciated, not that it is bad, but the lyrics... It is full of meaningless moans.
However, it is true that rap drives the atmosphere of the scene, and many audiences are shaking with the rap of Reidy baby.
As a music major in one of the nine conservatories, Ruidi baby's live singing skills are indeed very strong.
Although Ding Yue doesn't like her rap very much, it is estimated that the score will not be low.
Just by driving the blasting effect on the scene, it can be seen that the strength of Reidy baby directly pressed the previous nine players to the ground and rubbed frantically...