Chapter 817 Victorious

  The glass box and the water inside are both transparent. From the outside, you can clearly see the conditions of the contestants inside, and even their expressions.

   In the blink of an eye, a minute passed.

  If you were an ordinary person, you would be able to last for a minute at most.

  Look at the two people inside the glass box, their expressions still unchanged, and the audience also started to applaud, free of tickets, of course they should be more enthusiastic.

   A minute and a half passed, and Donnie's face turned red from holding back.

   On the other hand, the little face of the little stool is still pink and white, and it seems that there is not much change.

  The opera actors also gradually became a little nervous, and they didn't expect that a little girl who jumped out of the other party casually had such a long breath.

   "Two minutes."

   There was a nice voice, but none of the people under the big tree knew the owner of the voice.

  Only Liu Qingshan saw it: Isn’t this the goddess of moonlight, Sarah Brightman?

  Thinking about it, he will understand that Sarah Brightman has not yet divorced that Mr. Weber.

   "Donnie's record is two minutes and forty seconds. He will definitely win." Chris was full of confidence.

  The closer to the last moment, the slower the time seems to pass, and it seems that every second becomes very long.

  The people around also held their breath, not daring to breathe.

  Donnie in the glass box, his face turned purple, was obviously about to reach his limit.

   "Compared to breathing, you are all far behind. If it doesn't work, stop, don't hold back?"

  Liu Qingshan still spoke with concern, but to his opponent, he naturally took these words as irony and ignored them.

  Liu Qingshan shrugged: "Why do no one always believe me when I tell the truth?"

   "Little stool, come on!" Amao also yelled.

  The little stool in the water tank really heard it, and moved its head up from the water, but it didn't come out of the water, and it quickly plunged back in.

   Instead, he made an OK gesture with the hand that was holding the edge of the water tank.

  The girl's small face in the water tank still showed a bright smile, and those two rows of small white teeth are really white.

   At this moment, there was a splashing sound from the water tank next to him. Finally, Donnie couldn't hold on anymore, pulled his head out of the water, and gasped heavily, letting the water on his head flow down.

   "Oh shit, I lost, how could I lose?"

  Donnie saw that the little stool over there was still suffocating in the water, and immediately put his head in his hands, squatted on the ground, and beat his head in frustration.

  Someone handed over a towel, and Downey covered his face with the towel, and started to cry.

   "Don't cry, you are still crying at such an adult, tell you, you can't beat me."

  The little stool also pulled out his head, and instead began to comfort Donnie.

  She didn't change her face, she looked like she was okay, and she probably could stay in the water for another minute or two.

   This really shocked those opera singers: You can't be a diver, can you?

   "Why?" Donnie raised his head and asked with red eyes.

   "Hee hee, let me tell you, those of us have to stand up every day and practice the kung fu taught by the boss."

  The little stool stretched out its small hand, patted Downey on the shoulder twice, and then bounced off the stage.

   "Kung fu, is it Kung-fu? It's so amazing?" Downey stood up from the stage, still in disbelief.

  “It’s not about beating people, it’s about exercising breathing.”

  The little stool turned around and beckoned at him. Two strings of water droplets were thrown from the two ponytails and landed on Downey's face, but this guy didn't notice it.

   At this time, there was a cheer in the auditorium: "Haha, I won, pass kill."

  The long-haired young man put a small pile of banknotes into his arms.

   "You should give me half of it." The little stool is actually a little money fan.

   "OK, you deserve it." The young man smiled and gave her a thumbs up.

  The result of the first competition was indeed a bit unexpected. Now, those opera singers dare not be careless.

  After discussing with Mr. Weber, Chris announced the second item: the competition treble.

  The audience started to boo: This is too unfair. Who doesn't know that the high notes of singing operas are amazing.

  Liu Qingshan didn't care too much, and asked everyone cheerfully: "Which one of you will play this time?"

   "If the voice is high, of course I will do it!" Sister Zhang volunteered, her voice is indeed a little higher than that of Amao.

   So Sister Zhang took the stage, and the person sent by the other party turned out to be Sarah Brightman, which seemed to be very important.

   Now even Liu Qingshan is a little worried for Sister Zhang. After all, Sarah Brightman's high-pitched singing "Ah" in "Phantom of the Opera" is really high.

   It is said that it has reached the #f of four groups of small characters, which is basically the limit of human voice.

   And like those famous tenors, they usually sing high-C, which can't be helped, women are born an octave higher than men.

  Because Sarah Brightman has already lost a game, this time Sarah Brightman is on stage in person, which shows that the opponent is bound to win.

  The audience in the audience also felt that they had copied it. After all, they listened to Sarah Brightman without spending money, and it was really worth it to appreciate it so closely.

   It’s just that everyone is a little entangled in their hearts: Do you want to cover your ears when you sing to the highest point?

  Sarah Brightman sang an opera first, swaying her throat, this is a warm-up, so as not to sing high notes suddenly, which is easy to get hurt.

  The audience in the audience also applauded one after another, and the atmosphere was very enthusiastic.

  Sister Zhang took a look: Hey, hey, then we have to practice too.

  So she was also doing preparatory activities, but what she sang was not an opera, but a Beijing opera.

  Singing Xiaosheng for a while, turning into a big face for a while.

  Xiaosheng's iconic laughter is full of magic; there is also a wow with a big painted face, full of momentum.

   Instead, the audience below were taken aback for a moment, and they clapped their hands vigorously, overwhelming Sarah Brightman who was on the same stage.

   "The game has officially begun." Weber went on the field himself to encourage his second wife.

  But this person may not know that, just this year, Sarah Brightman will part ways with him.

   At that time, computers were not so developed, and there was no software for measuring pitch, but those present were all experts, and they could hear it with their ears.

  Sarah Brightman started first, and Weber also very cooperatively gave his wife a line from the original play: "Sing-for-me!"

"what…"

  Sarah Brightman's treble began to rise steadily, and for a while, the entire theater was filled with her singing voice.

  The audience in the front row finally couldn't take it anymore, and all of them opened their mouths wide to prevent their eardrums from being damaged.

  Only the girls performing Avalokitesvara, all of them looked as usual, unaware.

   When the singing stopped abruptly, the people on the stage applauded enthusiastically.

  The singers under the big tree in the audience were all shocked: This is too high!

   "Maybe it's high-E, right?" Little Stool stuck out her tongue, anyway, she couldn't compare.

   But Sister Zhang on the stage was still carefree, without any pressure at all.

  She also leaned in front of Sarah Brightman and gave a thumbs up:

   "It's pretty good. If it was before, I would just admit defeat, but now, I can compete with you!"

   After finishing speaking, he also exhaled: "Ah..."

   Still singing the same sound, ah, but the method is completely different. Sister Zhang sings a dolphin sound, so it is even more shocking.

   "Wow, it's almost comparable to Maria's dolphin sound, amazing!" Many of the audience in the audience liked listening to Maria's Mermaid Legend song, so they applauded vigorously.

  They all thought that this oriental woman would definitely lose this time, but they didn't expect that she really had the strength to fight.

  After Sister Zhang finished singing, the opera singers on the stage also looked at her with strange eyes.

  Sister Zhang is not afraid to watch: "You are all professionals, let's judge, who is the best?"

  Don’t look at these opera actors, all of them have their eyes above the top, but they are all quite honest when it comes to art.

  They got together to discuss, and finally Chris announced: "This match is considered a draw. Although there may be some subtle differences, without the help of professional instruments, it is obvious that there is no difference with the ears."

  This conclusion is more objective and fair.

   But, in fact, the opera group lost. After all, they are professionals. If you professionally tied with pop singers, you have already lost.

  Big Sister Zhang was still a little unconvinced, and leaned over to Sarah Brightman: "Why don't we hold our breath, I'll let you for a minute first!"

  Liu Qingshan hurriedly waved to her: "All right, all right, come down quickly."

   In this way, there is still a third match.

   Originally in the opera actor’s plan, he won two performances directly, but he really didn’t prepare for the third performance.

   As a result, they now have one loss and one draw. Even if they win the third game, they will at most draw.

   These people don't feel ashamed, and this third game is fighting for honor, and there is no room for loss.

  They piled their heads together, studied for a long time, and finally discussed the result: dance!

  Among the operas performed on Broadway, most of them are musicals, and of course dance is inseparable.

  Moreover, modern operas have more diverse requirements for dance, and all kinds of dances can be moved to the stage, which is not as rigid as before.

   Soon, several actors changed into costumes, all in the shape of cats, and began a dance.

  In the cat opera, dance is actually the basis of ballet, but some elements of jazz dance have been added.

  They danced at the ball, which is the best dance in the whole drama.

  With music, the audience in the audience stood up and jumped along with them.

   "It's just so-so."

  After all the actors on the stage had finished dancing, Sister Zhang gave the above evaluation, and then made several gestures to the girls of Avalokitesvara: It's time for you to go on stage.

  But the more than twenty girls all looked at Liu Qingshan, and they listened to the boss.

  Liu Qingshan also nodded with a smile, and the girls took the stage.

   "What music accompaniment do you need?" Chris stepped forward to ask, but the girls just looked at him with a smile, not knowing what he said.

  Liu Qingshan followed suit: "Chris, these girls are deaf and dumb, they can't hear."

  Deaf, dance?

  Chris couldn't help but exclaimed: "Are you kidding?"

  These opera performers don’t usually watch pop music very much. The Big Apple City is far away from Los Angeles, so they don’t know about this peculiar dance team.

   It was Sarah Brightman who seemed to have remembered something, with a pensive look on her face.

   "Try it and you'll know. You'd better come to the stage to watch it, and the effect will be better."

  Liu Qingshan called all these opera singers to the audience, and then made a start gesture to the girls.

   There was no music, just on the silent stage, the girls lined up and began to perform.

  Although there were no costume props, the arms changed into various incredible shapes, which stunned everyone in the audience.

   "Oh Maika, it's impossible, it's impossible!"

  Even Mr. Weber put his head in his hands and exclaimed repeatedly.

   "We admit defeat, it's a miracle, it's amazing!"

  Chris also blushed, clapping his hands vigorously.

  After the dance performance on the stage was over, everyone in the audience gave a standing ovation, and everyone's face was full of respect.

  What is difficult for normal people to do is perfectly demonstrated by a group of disabled girls. Who can not be convinced?

   "I admit that you are all great, and I sincerely apologize to you for my impoliteness."

  Downie, who first caused disputes, first bowed deeply to the girls on the stage, and then bowed to Liu Qingshan and the others. He was convinced in this competition.

  Actually, with the start of the game, there is no such a big anger between each other, just like the old saying: friendship first, competition second.

   "It's all in the past, don't need to mention it again, we will be friends in the future." Liu Qingshan also waved his hand generously.

   At this moment, the two sides are on the contrary in harmony. The reason for this is that Liu Qingshan and his group use their strength to convince the other party, which is how they win respect.

  So no matter what time it is, we have to rely on strength to speak in the end. This is true for a person, and it is also true for a country.

   Until then, the two parties officially introduced each other and got to know each other.

   Knowing that Liu Qingshan and his group are from an art troupe from Huaxia, Weber and the others were secretly amazed: Huaxia has talents!

   This is mainly because they focus on opera and don't care too much about pop bands. Otherwise, they should have heard of the name under the big tree long ago.

   It was Sarah Brightman who came forward: "I heard from my friends that some of you sang a song adapted from Scarborough Fair, and my friend said it was very suitable for me."

   Oh, this is supposed to be yours.

  Liu Qingshan blinked, but now, if you want to sing, you must get my authorization.

  So he called Amao over and told her to go to the side to communicate with Sarah Brightman.

  And Liu Qingshan took out a thick stack of paper from his bag, and handed it to Weber cheerfully: "This is an opera I wrote, please correct me."

  People around couldn't help being stunned: Opera is not something everyone can enjoy. You are a pop music player and you want to create operas, don't you think too much?

  (end of this chapter)