Just as Zheng Kai thought that he had practiced the song so well that he could almost replace the original singer, the director said faintly, "You don't have to sing. You can read it."
Zheng Kai suddenly felt that he had done something very stupid, but he was almost certain that the director had done it on purpose. Most people would sing along with the lyrics when they saw it. Who would read the lyrics along with the video? It was like saying, "Looking for a friend, finding a good friend", "You are the most beautiful cloud in my heart, let me use my heart to keep you", "You are electricity, you are light, you are the only legend". How many people could seriously read it with a standard broadcast tone?
Moreover, he had already sung it several times before the director reminded him that he didn't have to sing it. He just had to read it out loud. Why didn't he remind him earlier? It was because the director had done it on purpose.
Although he knew that the director had done it on purpose, Zheng Kai had no choice but to suffer this loss. What else could he do?
He mischievously said to the director, "No, I want to sing!"
He already knew how to sing anyway. The director looked at him with a smile and made a "go ahead" gesture.
Zheng Kai couldn't really choose to sing because the position of a person's voice was different when they sang and when they spoke. The voice of a person singing was not as penetrating as the voice of a person speaking. He could shout through a loudspeaker so that the people across the river could hear him, but if he sang through a loudspeaker, his beautiful voice would probably dissipate in the arms of the Yellow River.
"The countdown begins. Three, two, one!" The director ordered, and the relay game began. The countdown was ten minutes.
"Jia Ling 'er!" Zheng Kai shouted with all his strength. After shouting, he felt that he was a little out of breath.
His voice was blown away by the wind on the river, but fortunately, Jia Ling heard it.
Jia Ling also picked up the loudspeaker and replied.
In fact, she was waiting here anxiously. Just now, the director beside her was holding a stopwatch. She thought that it had already started when Zheng Kai went over, but fortunately, it didn't. Otherwise, half of the time would have already passed.
"Listen up!" Zheng Kai shouted from the opposite side.
Jia Ling was anxious. Why did this Zheng Kai keep shouting such useless things? Anyone would know to listen to him, right? Didn't he know that shouting was very tiring? Why would he waste his energy on such meaningless words? He might as well pass on a few more words. What if he used too much force when he shouted and hurt Sang? What would he do then?
"Tell me!" Jia Ling also shouted back, hoping that Zheng Kai would stop talking nonsense and get to the point quickly.
Zheng Kai didn't know what Jia Ling was thinking. He picked up the loudspeaker again and said mischievously, "Then I'll say it!"
Jia Ling was listening attentively, afraid that she had heard wrongly. When she heard Zheng Kai say such a sentence, she simply had the heart to die. If Zheng Kai was standing in front of her now, she would definitely go up and hit him. How could a grown man dilly-dally and not understand such a small matter? Could he still record the show properly?
After breaking down, Jia Ling could not hold it in any longer. She did not save her energy to run at the back. She picked up the loudspeaker and shouted, "What are you waiting for?!"
However, while she was shouting, Zheng Kai had already started to send a message. "Zhang Laosan …"
However, his voice was not as penetrating as Jia Ling's. The weak words "Zhang Laosan" did not travel more than ten meters under Jia Ling's imposing roar before they were sent flying back and smashed into Zheng Kai's face. Zheng Kai suddenly forgot what he was about to say and could only laugh dryly.
"Don't speak! Listen to me! " Zheng Kai shouted. He had already tried his best, but his lung capacity was not as good as Jia Ling's. His voice was also not as loud as Jia Ling's. He even suspected that the loudspeaker in his hand did not have as much power as Jia Ling's. Why couldn't he shout at the woman opposite him? Was it so great to be fat?
When Jia Ling heard Zheng Kai say, "Listen to me", she finally became obedient. Her patience had run out. If Zheng Kai continued to dilly-dally, she might very well go berserk.
Jia Ling was a doer. When she decided to learn crosstalk, no one supported her. At that time, she was still very thin and could be considered a beauty. She went to Beijing alone to study. It was because of her determination that she survived until today. Therefore, she hated people who dilly-dallied and did not know what to do. However, there were too few people in the world who could keep up with her rhythm, so she still did not have a boyfriend. Of course, this was one of the reasons. The problem of her body weight was another.
Zheng Kai could finally sing the first sentence in full. "Zhang Laosan — I ask you — where is your hometown?"
He really could sing, but he could not achieve both volume and pitch. In order to sing louder, he sang until his face and neck were red. He did not know whether he had flown to Java or Womanland. Anyway, he just could not reach it.
After the first line, Zheng Kai felt as if his lungs were about to bleed. He began to admire those who had loud voices. This was also a skill. Ordinary people would not be able to bear it. Those who could hold several concerts in a few days were really iron lungs. He admired them.
He let out a long breath and could not help but cough twice before continuing to sing. "My home — in Shanxi — three hundred miles across the river —"
"I ask you — at home — farming or doing business —" When he sang this sentence, Zheng Kai felt as if his lungs were about to split open. His voice was hoarse, but he still insisted on singing.
What did not disappoint him was that Jia Ling stood in front of him and repeated the words that he sang one by one. Although most of the sound was lost in the wind, it was fortunate that the weather was good today. There was no wind on the river, so the sound finally reached Jia Ling's ears.
"Zhang Laosan, I ask you — where is your hometown? My home — in Shanxi, three hundred miles across the river. I ask you — at home, farming or doing business? " Jia Ling repeated word by word. Until now, there were no problems. It looked so perfect. However, she had doubts in her heart. Wasn't it a game of passing messages? Why did the other party start singing? What kind of trick was this? ,,,.
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