Reborn I don't need a heroine

White rice porridge and two plates of vegetarian dishes, this is Pei Ningle's dinner today, and he didn't eat it until after eight o'clock. Before that, she was still watching her recording effect on the stage repeatedly, and then repeated the rehearsal several times, adjusting her singing method according to the stage effect. And in the process, I had to wait for quite a long time, because there is only one stage and the band is limited in manpower, so the rehearsals of the contestants are round after round, and you have to wait for your turn to go on stage...

Of course, Wang Heng and Han Yixuan had already settled for dinner, but after Pei Ningle's rehearsal was over, they took her to find a clean and hygienic restaurant nearby.

Tomorrow will be the official recording, so don't eat too much.

Watching Pei Ningle gobble it up, Wang Heng exchanged glances with Han Yixuan silently.

Then Han Yixuan asked: "Xiao Le, how was today's rehearsal? Are you confident?"

Pei Ningle nodded heavily: "It feels great!"

Han Yixuan added: "Xiao Le is busy with rehearsals, so she definitely doesn't have time to care about other contestants. But we watched for a long time and found a very strong competitor. So we want to say, we can see what he chooses at that time." Whichever instructor it is, just avoid it..."

However, at this moment, Pei Ningle took a big mouthful of white rice porridge, wiped his mouth, and raised his face to look at the two of them.

She said seriously: "I will not deliberately avoid anyone."

Han Yixuan: "No, it's very simple, you don't have to worry about it, Wang Heng and I will keep an eye out for those particularly strong competitors for you, and then just talk about it before you come on stage."

"I think ... thank you for your kindness, really, you are very thoughtful. But I feel that if I go on stage and think about avoiding so and so, I will treat this as a competition, not a performance. I get distracted. So, I don't want to make too much of it, I just want to sing a song purely and purely."

Although the tone softened a lot, the girl's small face clearly showed her stubbornness.

Han Yixuan wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Wang Heng.

He stared at Pei Ningle, and said: "In this case, we don't think too much about what's there and what's not. Let's sing on stage. No matter what the result is, as long as we perform well and don't leave any regrets, that's enough."

"Hmm, that's what I thought!"

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The live recording of the best songs in the world has begun.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, the audience was already full, including Wang Heng who stood in the front row.

From the first contestant on stage, the atmosphere in the auditorium became lively. A young female contestant sang a melodious and cheerful pop love song, which made many audience members sway. Even Wang Heng, who looked at other contestants with critical eyes, had to admit that their songs were really well written and sung well.

It's just that in Wang Heng's opinion, this style of music is a bit old-fashioned, and its novelty and creation level are much worse than Pei Ningle's. If most of the competitors are at this level, then Pei Ningle's prospects this time are quite optimistic.

After the first contestant finished singing, the two tutors pushed down the handle to express their satisfaction. Immediately afterwards, the female contestant briefly introduced herself, chatted with the instructors on stage, and decided to choose Chu Tianjian.

There is no host to induce the contestants to tell a tear-jerking tragic story. This point made the audience at the scene give praise.

"This program is quite efficient..."

"Not so much nonsense, good!"

"The stage is also quite beautiful, not so much fancy, but not simple..."

Wang Heng listened to the discussions of the people around him, and suddenly, the radio sounded again: "Let's welcome the next contestant!"

The names of the players are still not disclosed, and there is no information. Amidst the applause, everyone could only see a young boy with short hair walking onto the stage, ready to sing.

"Her mother hates me because I sing,

I don't have a regular job, I don't want her to marry me..."

Short and clear lyrics appeared on the stage monitor, and the singer sang a cheerful and slightly playful tune. Before the first verse was over, the audience cheered up again. And this time, their reaction was obviously more enthusiastic than the previous song.

As he listened, Wang Heng became more and more silent.

"I haven't heard of it, but it's really interesting... The strength of the competitor is very strong!" He sighed with emotion in a low voice.

Before the song was finished, the four mentors all pushed the levers and put down the screens in front of them.

After the song ended, the contestant chatted with the mentors for a longer time, and finally, at the kind invitation of the four mentors, he chose Teacher Liu Jiang.

"Let's welcome the next contestant!"

There was another burst of warmer applause, and the audience's sense of expectation seemed to be getting higher and higher. And the next player to appear on the stage made Wang Heng sit up straight.

Zhuo Zun, and his "Bead Curtain Scroll", follow the trajectory of the week to be the champion.

Sure enough, Liu Jiang and Chu Tianjian putt just after singing a few lines after the song started. After singing another sentence, Peng Xiaoya also pushed. After that, the whole audience was immersed in the melodious tune and the beautiful lyrics.

At the end of singing, the last teacher Liang Kun also pushed the handle.

Again, all four mentors expressed their interest.

Wang Heng sat there, rubbed his chin, and thought about it from a different angle - the more powerful contestants and songs, the more popular this show will be, so as long as Pei Ningle shows his face on the show , Fame can step up a big step. Therefore, a strong competitor is by no means a bad thing for her.

After Zhuo Zun finished singing, he not only chatted back and forth with the mentors, but also invited his mother to come on stage to sing a few words. The atmosphere at the scene was not only enthusiastic, but even had a kind of warmth and harmony that made people smile.

Liu Jiang was chosen as the mentor, and then Zhuo Zun stepped down with his mother. At this time, the radio sounded again: "Let us welcome the next contestant!"

A girl with ponytails came up silently from the backstage. She held the microphone and looked like a stage-frightened little girl with her face downcast.

Wang Heng's eyes widened - finally, Pei Ningle took the stage.

She was wearing a light dress today, a small dark cape, and equally dark leggings and ankle boots. This set was chosen by Han Yixuan for her. It can reflect the delicate and cute girl, and at the same time, the color will not be too flowery, so as not to interfere with the theme of her singing.

The audience next to them whispered:

"How old is this little girl? Is she an adult?"

"Looks like a middle school student..."

"Hey, you're pretty good-looking. Among these people, he's the prettiest one!"

On the stage, the girl bowed slightly to the musicians, turned around, and the prelude had already begun.

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes gently, and sang.

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