Star-Crossed Aspirations Chapter 8

Over the years, Ryan Blake has been asked for his WeChat ID on various occasions.

It’s my first time on stage.

He was a little surprised, thinking that the recording of the variety show was indeed much more relaxed, so this was all possible.

but---

Ryan Blake: "I don't have WeChat."

Everyone: ???

Tong Renyan smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed: "Are you saying this on purpose to reject our teacher Beibei?"

Ryan Blake was always serious when he rejected someone, and he never joked about it. "No, I don't have the software installed, and I don't need it."

Shan Hao guessed something: "He must have been abroad before."

Ryan Blake: "Yes, I just returned to China."

Rong Beibei regained her composure, her face still red: "Alright, alright, stop making fun of me."

Tong Renyan suppressed his laughter: "I know, I understand, WeChat can step down and ask for it."

Rong Beibei was furious: "Teacher Tong, that's enough!"

There was laughter in the recording room.

Tong Renyan's expression changed in a second, and he was able to control the situation perfectly, and he became serious again in an instant: "Okay, please get ready."

The studio fell silent.

Under the gaze of everyone, Ryan Blake raised the microphone and sang a cappella song "Can't Reach".

Long eyelashes half-closed, the tone starts slowly and low: "Your eyes can smile, curved into a bridge..."

The judges and the chief candidate were amazed by the clear opening voice.

Tong Renyan and Shan Hao looked at each other, Rong Beibei looked at the stage in surprise, and Evan Lee had a restrained and calm expression.

"The end is me

Never arrive"

"I feel you coming

It's the howling of the wind

"Missing you is like bitter medicine

It's so hard

Per minute

per second

"I can not find

I can't get there

What you call the beautiful future

"I do not want anything

do you know

If you understand me

This second"

"I want to see

I'm looking for

The so-called

The beauty of love

"I rely closely on

Keep it tight

Don't dare to miss

A little bit

I hope you see"

Ryan Blake's voice is very clean, his range is wide, the texture of his voice is very transparent, and you can tell that he doesn't use much singing technique.

The first sentence he sang depicted a pair of smiling eyes.

Unfortunately, this is a person who can never reach me. The torment of missing you, every minute and every second, all the beauty, is like the whistling of the wind.

On the talent show stage, lighting, costumes, dancing, accompaniment, and even backing tracks can all be used to modify the performance and make it more attractive.

But Ryan Blake didn't use any of his tricks.

He sang such a simple love song with the purest voice.

Not only that, the song's situational involvement, appeal, rendering power, and degree of completion are all impeccable.

There was no movement in the contestant area. Everyone listened to the a cappella song quietly and felt the "so-called beauty of love."

One song is over.

The judges took the lead in applauding.

Tong Renyan raised the microphone to his lips and said in a low voice, "I am very picky, but this song of yours is perfect."

There was a burst of exclamations from the contestant area. To be able to make Tong Renyan, whose tongue was as poisonous as if he had been smeared with thrush, praise this as perfect, isn't this asking for an A?

Shan Hao: "It sounds great. Your voice is very clean and full."

Ryan Blake was happy to be praised by his tutor, but he didn't get too happy too soon.

The other contestants who had already finished the preliminary review were sitting behind the judges' seats and could not see the expressions of the four judges. Ryan Blake was on the stage, facing the judges, and could see everything clearly.

Tong Renyan agreed, yes, Shan Hao also praised it, that's right, but Evan Lee and Rong Beibei haven't said anything yet.

The positions of the four mentors are also very clear: Tong Renyan and Shan Hao are vocal mentors, and Evan Lee and Rong Beibei are dance mentors.

Based on Ryan Blake's experience of watching several preliminary reviews in the waiting area not long ago, on this stage, it is useless to just be able to sing, you also have to be able to dance.

Sure enough, Rong Beibei looked at Ryan Blake on the stage and said, "You can choose to sing a cappella and not let the background music modify your voice, which shows that you are very confident in this song."

Rong Beibei: "But can I think that you sang this song, a slow song at that, but didn't dance, because you don't dance well, or you don't know how to dance?"

Evan Lee had not spoken since Ryan Blake came on stage. He remained calm and composed. Only now did he raise the microphone and slowly said, "You can try to dance a part."

Rong Beibei nodded: "Yes, let's dance for a while."

Tong Renyan encouraged: "You can jump as much as you want, let us see."

Ryan Blake's stage image is so good that no one can take their eyes off him when he stands on the stage.

Everyone actually guessed that he chose to sing a cappella and might not have prepared to dance.

Ryan Blake was about to speak when Evan Lee interrupted him and said, "On this stage, you can't do it without dancing."

Rong Beibei nodded beside him.

Evan Lee: "If you can only sing but not dance, your rating will not be very high."

Rong Beibei: "You rate yourself as D."

Evan Lee: "It's me. I will only give you an F."

Ryan Blake: So, can I speak now?

Suddenly, the music teacher on the scene played the prelude of "Can't Reach".

Ryan Blake didn't argue. He walked to the side of the stage, rolled up his sleeves and said into the microphone, "I practiced some pop dance a while ago, but I'm not very good at it yet. I'll use the music of the song just now to perform a folk dance for everyone."

Evan Lee paused. Can he dance?

Rong Beibei was surprised: "You can dance folk dance? Have you learned it?"

Ryan Blake had rolled up his sleeves, and took off his shoes and socks, placing them under the stage. He walked back to the center of the stage barefoot: "I learned it for three or four years when I was a kid, so I have some basic skills."

Tong Renyan looked expectant: "Well, not bad."

Evan Lee said nothing. He looked down at the score sheet in his hand and concealed his expression.

The live music teacher gave another round of praise, and Ryan Blake stood still on the stage. Before he stood still, his eyes passed over the judges' seats, and for the first time since he came on stage, he looked seriously at Evan Lee.

Evan Lee just happened to raise her eyes and met his gaze, and she shuddered secretly.

Ryan Blake calmly withdrew his gaze.

He and Evan Lee also hadn't seen each other for a long time. If possible, it would be best if they had no contact with Evan Lee again in their entire life.

Not only because they had a brief and unhappy relationship, but also because Ryan Blake understood him.

Evan Lee just showed his timidity and was a little anxious. He obviously didn't know that there was a folk dance later. His comments were obviously intended to give him a low score and also to hint to other mentors not to give high scores.

Ryan Blake didn't think too deeply about the motives behind this action.

But Evan Lee was afraid that his old habit had come back and he started to behave dishonestly again.

Ryan Blake's folk dance was average, not amazing, but it at least proved that he could dance, had a good sense of pitch and coordinated limbs.

The judges were very satisfied and began to discuss the rating.

At this time, there was no microphone from the instructor, but Ryan Blake had always had good hearing and eyesight, so he could hear it clearly while standing on the stage.

The four were arguing.

Rong Beibei: "I think it can be C or B."

Tong Renyan: "C is too low."

Shan Hao: "I agree, at least b, I think a is OK."

Evan Lee: "I agree with Sister Beibei."

Tong Renyan: "Are you dancers so pessimistic about him? If I were to ask him, he should be A+, his image is so good, so outstanding. Boy bands don't look at faces, so how can fans call him husband?"

Rong Beibei: "What the group values   is balanced strength. Those who were rated B or above before are all good at singing and dancing. How can we convince the public if we give them an A?"

Evan Lee: "I agree."

Tong Renyan: "Can't come to an agreement?"

Shan Hao: "Would you like to take another look?"

The four of them looked at each other and looked towards the stage in tacit understanding.

Rong Beibei raised the microphone: "We haven't unified it yet, so we need you to show us more. Do you have anything else to introduce? Any other specialties?"

Ryan Blake: Does photoshopped pictures count?

Ryan Blake was about to speak when Tong Renyan, who was looking down at the data sheet in his hand, suddenly picked up the microphone and looked up, staring: "Are you from A-level?"

Ryan Blake: Okay, we can’t move on from this topic.

Ryan Blake: "Yes."

Rong Beibei was surprised: "Is it the Mr. A that I know?"

Shan Hao began to read the resume on the information sheet: "Graduated from the Finance Department of A University. In xx, I was the top scorer in the comprehensive science college entrance examination in A Province."

As soon as the words were spoken, the whole audience exclaimed.

! ! ! ! !

What the Fcuk! What the Fcuk!

Why does the top scorer in the college entrance examination and a graduate from a prestigious university have this height and face, and appear here! ?

Let the other contestants live!!!

Various types of wailing were heard from the stepped seating area behind the judges' seats.

"I feel like I don't deserve to be here."

"I want to go home!!!"

"The current academic masters are too scary!"

"Don't stop me! I'm going to put shoes on the champion!"

"What do you want! Give him SSS! Give him MVP!"

...

The commotion behind was so loud that several people on the judges' panel turned their heads.

Tong Renyan said to the other three people: "See, the charm of a top student?"

Then he joked: "Do you dare to give C? I am a little afraid."

Rong Beibei continued: "Give him a seat, and let him sit alone above us, looking down on us, a bunch of ordinary students."

Shan Hao: "Okay, we won't record the show anymore, let's go home."

Evan Lee didn't say anything, just smiled, a little absent-minded.

He glanced at the stage.

It's only been a few years, how come he almost forgot?

Ryan Blake, he is always the best.

But Evan Lee really felt that he had no choice.

Lucas Quinn had been staring at him and had been suspicious since he knew that Ryan Blake had not been rejected in the interview.

Before today, Lucas Quinn had warned him countless times to find a way to eliminate Ryan Blake from the show, the sooner the better, and try not to appear in the same frame with him.

Therefore, Evan Lee knew that he could not give a score higher than D, otherwise Lucas Quinn would not let him go.

Evan Lee gritted his teeth secretly, frowned, picked up the pen on the table, and finally gave Ryan Blake a D in the tutor's individual score.

Rong Beibei was sitting next to him. She also picked up a pen and glanced at his score. Without saying much, she gave him a C+ after Ryan Blake's evaluation.

In the end, Ryan Blake was rated B.

Tong Renyan really liked Ryan Blake and didn't have the heart to tell the result in person, so Shan Hao became the "bad guy".

He told Ryan Blake on the stage: "Your personal conditions, whether it's your appearance, voice, audience appeal, or camera sense, are all very good. But this is a talent show stage, and this stage is all about singing, dancing, and overall strength."

"Before you, those who got A were all very strong players. Giving you B is to tell you that you have been recognized. Not getting A is because you still have a lot of work to do. Come on."

Shan Hao's words were very sincere and applause broke out in the contestant area.

Ryan Blake stood on the stage, the soles of his feet touching the cold stage surface. His feet were cold, but his heart was warm.

He regarded this talent show as an attempt to open up a whole new life. He didn't take it too seriously and just took it seriously and worked hard.

Even before today, he felt that he was out of tune with this industry and might be fired in a few days, so he just had to do what he had to do.

It was not until this moment that he felt anything real.

He felt that the stage he was standing on was real. He did not feel out of place. Instead, he was favored and valued.

He got a B as an amateur, which is currently the best individual trainee result in the entire tiered seating area.

The stage and the lights, the recognition and the glory, are all real.

When Ryan Blake changed his level sticker, walked to the edge of the stage, picked up his shoes and walked towards the ladder contestant area, he suddenly had a strange feeling.

From now on, this seemed like more than just a small experiment.

Climbing up the stairs, he was entering a whole new world.

In this world, every face is strange and vivid.

They watched him, observed him, welcomed him, and even approached him.

Ryan Blake walked to area B, and was suddenly pulled by a boy. The boy was very enthusiastic and pointed to the empty seat next to him and said to him: "Sit next to me, there is an empty seat next to me."

Ryan Blake looked at the boy and smiled: "Okay."