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Chapter 740: Chapter 313: Stop right there, you little thief!_2
Su Huai’s natural vocal range extended from E2 to B5, but he only tuned down to E3, the spot in the lower register where he had the most support, resonance, and harmonious abundance. So when the first line of lyrics came out, the whole room let out a "Wow!"
"Fuck! Kneeling from the opening note!"
Zhong Ting was stunned. She couldn’t have imagined that Su Huai’s singing would be so... impactful.
Tang Tiantian held his head, in disbelief, "Has Huai been training? This is professional level, damn it!"
Gu didn’t pay attention to anyone else, only feeling a tingling on his scalp.
Just a single line of lyrics was enough to melt people to this extent, which was even more ingenious than his performance of "If Love Has Heaven’s Will."
Susu, how long have you been practicing?!
Indeed, Su Huai had been practicing a lot. Ever since he started learning Japanese, he would practice this "Moonlight" whenever he had the time.
Just for the English pronunciation and dynamics of the first sentence, he experimented no less than a hundred times.
First finding the anchor point in his chest, ensuring proper vocal fold closure, then seeking breath support below, and balancing the two forces, only then did the quality of his voice rise to its current level.
Simultaneously, the inside of his throat was appropriately open, articulating at a low position but passively resonating at a higher one, hence the most abundant resonance flowed at the E3 pitch.
For this reason, he discarded all the vibrato techniques of the original singer, aiming for utmost cleanliness, making the voice nearly naturally flowing, thereby immediately capturing the audience’s attention, creating a strong auditory impact and emotional resonance.
Texture, resonance, rhythm, and a naturally magnetic timbre, that’s the secret of a universally praised vocal opening.
Voice + technique, at this moment, he was akin to a combination of Chen Chusheng and Zhou Shen.
"The footsteps buried in the sudden wind, almost ready to fall over..."
The original lyrics and singing style conveyed a sense of loneliness, pain, and struggle.
On a self-identity level, Gui Shu Qianxun sang more of confusion, "Falling into this corrupted world," every tremor in her voice was filled with pain and despair.
But Su Huai was different. He discarded all unnecessary vibratos and tremors, reduced the use of breathy sounds, and, relying on his strong physique of ’91, forcefully smoothed out the breathing points, singing more tenderly yet with more determination.
The same lyrics, "I was not born for such reasons," in his singing, were painful but without struggle, exhibiting an indescribable firmness.
At the climax, "Save me from this deadly silence," Su Huai increased the pressure and key, his mixed voice soaring through the skies.
Then he transitioned back to the last section "I am GOD’S CHILD," continuing to raise the key, producing a rather badass feeling.
If one had to describe it, it was like "I am the sovereign, fallen into this decrepit world, all of you die for me" – an imperious demeanor.
You can’t compare him to Han Lei or Tu Honggang; technically, he was still mainstream pop with powerful mixing, but his emotional expression was full of "I am nobly born and naturally indomitable," without hesitation, charging towards a bright future.
Such an adaptation was undoubtedly very different from the original, but his rogue timbre sounded great no matter how he sang, which was inescapable.
Listening to his climax, Gu almost laughed out loud, covering her mouth with a snicker as her eyes curved like crescent moons.
Not many understood this song, and even fewer understood the tacit message hidden within, except for her alone.
Gu’s heart was as sweet as honey, thinking: Susu is singing like this especially for me, encouraging me, teaching me to face despair head-on, how wonderful!
She was holding flowers in one hand and her phone in the other, almost leaning onto the stage, her heart and eyes filled with Su Huai.
Pei Shuyu scoffed. Although she hadn’t really been jealous before, she was now feeling it again, sour in her heart.
Such a beautiful song, when will you sing one just for me?
Always just making me praise you as ’daddy is awesome!’
Obviously, Pei Shuyu wasn’t the only one feeling sour; Wan Guohao was almost crying from the acidity, his nose twitching as he cursed, "Fuck! What’s so great about him?!"
Sheng Xue kept silent.
He was already sitting in the shadows and couldn’t help but move further back.
The marginal second-generation suddenly understood Su Huai’s words, "If you ever get the chance to make me clap for you from the audience, remember to smile at me. I won’t overthink it, and you’ll feel awesome."
Su Huai didn’t smile at him, and he was busy overthinking.
People are really different; some are born to stand on stage, shining brightly.
While others, even if you provide them with a stage and spotlight, they still can’t reflect that dazzling brilliance.
It turns out it’s not the position that’s the problem, but the quality of the person themselves...
Sheng Xue had a realization. He glanced at Gu Jiuyue — the girl’s eyes were full of that light, undistracted — so he said disheartenedly, "Hao, let’s just drop it. Competing further is really meaningless..."
Wan Guohao turned around in astonishment, sensing an unprecedented sense of isolation.
During the interlude, several side doors of the neighboring banquet hall opened.
The entire Tang Dynasty Hall was transformed into three smaller halls. The middle partitions were wooden structures; some were even sliding screens, with fairly poor sound insulation.
Gu Tongshu and his group of adults were drinking when they suddenly heard a song with such strong penetrating power yet so pleasant to the ears coming from this side. Out of curiosity, many walked to the doorway to watch the excitement.
"Wow, a Japanese song, how rare!"
"Whose kid is this? Sings really well!"
"The pronunciation is also standard, a pure Tokyo accent, solid piano foundation, not dragging at all..."
"Old Gu, Old Gu, come and see! That kid is about to run away with your precious jewel~~~"
Friends not in the know were joking around with laughter, but Gu Tongshu turned his gaze to the stage and his face went green.
Isn’t it, where are all those young talents from the rich families?
What are they doing? Letting that puppy show off up there?
Go and grab him for me!
Gu Tongshu marched into the central hall with a dark face, his real father and mother followed, also full of surprise.
Yang Yuerong was moved and said, "Oh, Su’s kid is quite talented, isn’t he?"
Gu Huatang was also surprised, but still maintained his disdain: "What’s the use? Every wealthy family’s child learns a bit of musical instruments, chess, calligraphy, and painting. That’s no real skill!"
Wang Yuqing puffed out his beard and retorted, "Forgot about your son strumming that broken guitar and screaming like a broken gong, disturbing the peace in our living quarters? If Gu Tongshu’s singing was even half as good as Su’s back then, Old Lady Chen wouldn’t have been chasing him with a big shovel!"
"Pfft!"
Wang Lezhi couldn’t help but burst into laughter right there, clinging to Gu Tongshu’s shoulder, laughing non-stop.
Mr. Gu himself was extremely embarrassed, unable to even form a facial expression.
He coughed and bitterly reminded them, "Dad, those are old, rotten seeds you’re bringing up... Besides, I used to sing rock back then, it’s not the same as his pop!"
Wang Yuqing raised an eyelid and laughed.
"Rock? If it sounded good, then it would be rock. If it’s like how you did it, it’s ’roll away quickly’!"
With a slap, Gu Tongshu patted his forehead, too tired to even argue.
Gu Huatang was also indisputable, annoyed at his disappointing son, and gave Gu Tongshu a fierce glare and snorted coldly: "Useless trash, roll, roll, roll!"
Where do I roll to?
Gu Tongshu was very confused, then, still with indignation, the puppy playing the last note on the stage caused trouble again.
Su Huai slowly put down his hands, turned his head to look below the stage.
After finding Gu’s figure, he gently smiled and spoke into the microphone, word by word with a warm voice:
"A personally adapted ’Moonlight,’ Happy Birthday to Princess Yueyue, wish you happiness, and well-being.
And to my girl—
Embracing the spirit of heaven and earth, shining with the brilliance of the Milky Way, you’re clear and flawless, step by step a lotus blooming in life.
A peach and plum tree awaiting a pledge, loyal to Gu, her heart as precious as jade, beautiful as the moon.
Even if the Milky Way overturns, I wish to bow all the stars to one poem, not to hide the bright splendor, even if Canglan were to hang upside down, still like a pearl emitted from the dragon’s mouth, her nature shines like rosy clouds..." Gu Jiuyue could bear it no longer, clutching flowers as she rushed forward.
Female classmates clapped frantically, screams almost lifted off the roof, their words wilder and louder than the next.
"Yueyue, nibble him!"
"Monitor, you’re so cool!"
"Wuuu, sisters, who understands? They don’t need a knife to kill me, just a look!"
And those single dogs from the big data class were collectively dumbfounded.
"Shit! Where the hell did Huai get so many tricks?!"
"I’m really freaking out here!"
"He only cares about showing off, completely disregarding the lives of his bros, damn, he’s a pure beast!"
"Tired, I suddenly realize I am not only unworthy of chasing the Goddess, I don’t even deserve a girl..."
The boys envied, the girls blessed, and the second-generation kids serving as the background were sour to explosion, of course, the most miserable one was Gu Tongshu again.
He was so furious his eyeballs turned red, holding his phone like wielding a knife, striding towards the stage.
Stop, you little thief!
If you dare to kiss her, I’ll hack you alive!
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