The second stop of Ioi's variety show was "The Brother I Know".
This was a show that did not care about seniority or qualifications.
It was a show where everyone spoke Mandarin.
The members performed all kinds of strange individual skills as soon as they entered the door.
Caiyan's tongue waves.
Qing Xia's arm swings.
Si-jong's uncle skill.
No matter how one looked at it, it was not the style of a normal female idol.
Fortunately, the group still had Jie Qiong, this outstanding facade, to support them.
The moment she took out the pipa from her bag, she attracted the curiosity of everyone present.
Apart from Na Jong and Song An-ran, Gyekyung had not fully revealed her individual skills in front of everyone. Therefore, the members were also looking forward to her performance.
She let her hair down to one side.
She held the pipa in her arms.
When she lowered her head and looked down, she looked like a beauty who had walked out of a painting.
She gently plucked the strings, and a clear and pleasant sound rang in the studio.
Everyone was attracted by the sound of the pipa, and their mouths were open in amazement.
The insiders looked at the door, and the laymen looked at the excitement.
No one really understood the playing skills of the pipa, but just by looking at Gyekyung's fast fingering and the dense sound of the pipa,
It was enough to suppress all the laymen present.
After the song ended, Gyekyung was pushed to the position of the individual skill center without any suspense.
Song An-ran was the last member arranged to go on stage. Everyone had already performed their individual skills, and she was the only one who did not get up from her chair.
From this unusual arrangement,
Then we can see how extraordinary her personal skills are.
Hu Dong said, "An-ran.
The members have all performed. Where's your individual skill?
Don't tell me you don't dare to go on stage? "
Song An-ran stood up from her chair heavily. She cracked her fingers and moved her neck left and right. "It's finally my turn. Don't be scared."
This was the variety show technique that Song An-ran summed up. No matter what, her aura must not be weak.
Her brothers were amused as they looked at her hypocritical expression. They pretended to be scared by her aura.
They huddled together in the corner.
Song An-ran was getting ready.
He walked to the front of the recording studio.
His back was facing everyone.
The PD sister, who had been prepared for a long time, took a black cloth and wrapped it around her eyes.
Yong Zhe asked curiously, "Mo Ya, what are you doing?"
"Don't tell me he's going to stab an apple with a knife or something?" Hyechul guessed casually.
Aiko reacted quickly and said, "It's on the head."
Shougen pretended to be surprised and walked over to Hyechul. "Oh! How did you know I was going to perform this? PDnim, give me a knife. I'm going to perform my personal trick. "
Hyechul quickly shook him off. "Hey, do you think I'm an idiot? You didn't even prepare an apple! "
Shougen said calmly, "I don't need apples for my performance."
Hu Dong laughed. His voice was loud, and his laughter was very specific and penetrating. "Then this should be a one-off performance."
The episode here interrupted Song An-ran's performance. She pretended to take off her eye mask in annoyance and shouted at them, "Hey, hurry up. My performance can only be done once a year. "
"Wait, only once a year. Don't tell me you're a year older when you take off your eye mask? Is it your birthday today? "Shou Gen asked nonsensically.
"No, no, only once a year. It must be breaking a rock on my chest. Because I have to rest for a year every time I perform. "Aiko said reasonably.
Song Anran looked at the few people who had a big imagination with a wry smile and turned to the director for help with his eyes.
The PD picked up the loudspeaker and said, "Everyone, please step back and stand as far away from An-ran. Then, choose one person to change the tone and say one word. If you can guess the person's name within two tries, you'll be right. "
This rule, which was of little value and profound at the same time, intimidated everyone at once.
Hu Dong said grandly, "No, shouldn't this be a performance that only happens on Starking?"
(Starking is similar to China's Strongest Brain.)
Shougen added, "Blindfolded, you can know how many floors you have when you hear the sound of things falling on the ground."
As a musician, Shang Min naturally knew that a person's tone was very changeable. "It's really difficult to just hear one sound."
Hyechul looked at the members in confusion. "Is Enron Xi an acrobat?"
The members looked at each other. Everyone had a confused look on their faces.
Teru, who was closest to An-ran, also didn't know. "Augny never said she could do this."
When everyone retreated to the wall, the PD said, "Please discuss who will make the sound."
Song An-ran's strange personal skill successfully scared everyone. They looked at each other, and no one dared to make a sound.
Song An-ran's eyes were covered, and it was dark in front of her. She could only hear the rustling sound from a distance. She waited quietly in the dark, motionless, and felt like she was going to fall asleep.
The people behind her discussed for a long time, and finally, someone spoke.
Hyechul called her, "Enron Xi, are you awake? We've decided. "
Song An-ran heard that they were finally done. She clapped her hands excitedly and said confidently, "Okay, come quickly."
As soon as she said that, a soft "Ah" sounded in the studio.
The voice was soft and weak. Not only did it contain JYP's life's unique skill, Half Air Singing, but it was also deliberately lowered. There was no personal characteristic.
The members frowned at the same time. Wasn't this too difficult?
The person who made the sound also covered her mouth. She was angry at herself for being too nervous and not being prepared. This was completely different from her usual voice.
After Song An-ran heard the voice, she immediately fell into deep thought while her memory was still intact.
With this voice, it could be someone over 1.8 meters tall.
Hmm … it shouldn't be a boy.
Si-jong's nasal resonance was stronger among the members. Pass.
Su Hui didn't resonate at all. Pass.
Teru was too close to her. It couldn't be her.
Gyekyung Augny's pronunciation was more direct.
…
Song An-ran hesitated again and again, then shouted loudly, "Na Jong Augny!" She then took off her blindfold.
"Oh!" "Wow!"
When she turned around, she was met with the members' looks of disbelief.
The PD smiled and said, "Enron Xi, successful challenge." There was today's hot topic.
Song Anran's expression was startled, and then he quickly returned to a confident look.
She actually guessed correctly?
In fact, other than the few people she had eliminated, she wasn't sure about the rest of the members.
Although it was impossible to find two voices that were exactly the same in this world, it was definitely possible to find someone by their voice. But with such a short voice, if she could accurately guess the person, she wouldn't have to work so hard to be an artist.
She could have just joined the National Intelligence Agency.
She just subconsciously chose Na Jong, who she had the least contact with, among the rest of the candidates. She thought that everyone would choose the voice they were least familiar with.
She didn't expect that she would be right.
But the people present didn't know about her complicated psychological process and were all scared by her confident look.
This personal skill wasn't difficult. If it was purely based on the sound of their voices, then everyone's voices were quite unique, and anyone would be able to guess who they were.
But if she disguised her voice like Na Jong and lowered the volume, it was indeed quite confusing. And after the speakers amplified it a second time, the voice was actually a little distorted.
But looking at Song An-ran's "confident" look, she should have completely recognized Na Jong's voice. It was simply unbelievable!
Shougen widened his eyes and knelt in front of her. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have interrupted you. Enron Xi, no, God An-ran. "
Hu Dong also strode over and bowed deeply to her. "I was blind, God An-ran. What do you want to see? I can show you a knife and fork throwing an apple right now. Just wait. "He waved at Hyechul." Hyechul, come here. "
Hyechul, who was immersed in shock, immediately came back to his senses. "Ah, I never said that I would cooperate with the performance. Don't call me again!"
Shang Min shook her head like a professional commentator. "Enron Xi looks like someone with an absolute sense of music."
Song An-ran quickly waved her hand and said honestly, "No, no, I was just lucky."
To be honest, Song An-ran's hearing and sense of music were indeed better than ordinary people. Originally, she wanted to perform a personal skill of finding someone to press three piano keys at the same time. She would guess which notes they were and succeed if she guessed two right.
But the director said that it was too difficult to move the piano into the recording studio. So Song An-ran's personal skill performance was put on hold.
Who knew that a few days ago, she was informed at the last minute and the rules were changed to the current one. The director had good intentions. They felt that listening to a person's voice would be much easier than listening to three piano notes.
They didn't expect the guests to do such a thing. When Na Jong's voice came out, they thought that there was no chance. They didn't expect Song An-ran's "ability" to be so strong. She accidentally got a better effect on the show.
This time, the show would definitely not lack topics.
In the next segment, Song An-ran was treated like a national treasure. The only thing the program team didn't do was to give her the halo of a Photoshop God.
During the break in the middle of the recording, Hyechul seriously ran over to ask her if she really had an absolute sense of music.
The two of them had met once in Zhou Ou, so their relationship was the best among the brothers. Hyechul was sent by a few curious people to find out.
Song An-ran was stunned for a moment and said honestly, "I really don't. My sense of music is relatively better. Actually, I was just guessing. Oppa, don't take it seriously. "
After Hyechul heard it, he still couldn't believe it. It was mainly because Song An-ran's attitude just now was too confident. No one thought that she was really guessing. "Really? Don't be modest with me. "
Song An-ran didn't expect that her false reputation had reached a level where she could pass off as the real deal. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Hyechul sincerely and said, "Oppa, I'm really not that good. I didn't think that I would be able to guess it just now."
Hyechul stared at her clear eyes for a while before choosing to believe her. "Wow, An-ran, your acting is really amazing. I saw how confident you were and thought that you were very confident. "
Song An-ran smiled embarrassedly.
"What if you guessed wrong?" Hyechul asked curiously.
"If you're wrong, then so be it. Just treat it as a joke. After all, it's a variety show." She was still very open-minded.
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