Chapter 041: Cheering for Su Yunjin!
"Is this a challenge already?"
"No way, that's way too fast."
"That's Old Tan's pickled cabbage for you—one move, and Su Yunjin's true abilities are immediately exposed."
In the live stream,
Viewers erupted as Tan Linfang handed the microphone straight to Su Yunjin.
With Tan Linfang's performance as a benchmark, Su Yunjin's skill level would be revealed without any ambiguity.
If Su Yunjin were just an ordinary person, it'd hardly matter if she was criticized.
But just now, Shao Xinghui had introduced her as the heir to the Yue People's Song—a pedigree like that, if she failed to deliver, there'd be plenty of drama to watch.
Many sharpened their eyes, and at the venue, at the mentors' table,
Shao Xinghui, Wang Tao, and Liang Feiyue each covered their mouths in surprise as they watched Tan Linfang pass the microphone to Su Yunjin.
None of them had expected Tan Linfang to challenge Su Yunjin right from the start.
Yet, with the hit song and the crowd's cheers, there was no way to intervene.
Only Luo Zizhen was brimming with excitement, hands forming fists by her mouth as she cheered wildly.
Her enthusiasm heated up the atmosphere even more.
Amid the fervor, Su Yunjin opened her mouth and sang, "Ooo ooo ooo—"
Her voice rang out clear and powerful, untouched by any sound engineer's adjustments, soaring like a phoenix reborn from the flames, piercing the sky.
Though Tan Linfang's voice had been vibrant and high-pitched, it paled in comparison to Su Yunjin's.
Listening closely, Tan Linfang's singing seemed to strive for breakthrough, almost imitative, while Su Yunjin's voice flowed like a spring, like an oriole, effortless and natural.
"My god, is it really this beautiful?"
"No way, this voice is phenomenal."
"If no one had said Su Yunjin was a girl, I'd believe it's the original artist herself singing."
"No, no, no—this sounds even better than the original, I'm genuinely amazed."
Everyone in the live stream was captivated by Su Yunjin.
The song "Mountain, Water, Wind, Moon" is notoriously difficult. Beyond its twisting melodies, the chorus is the most challenging part—
It's the wildest and most unrestrained section of the entire song.
Some have analyzed that "Mountain, Water, Wind, Moon" is the pinnacle of vocal artistry, a dazzling display by the artist known as "Big Fire."
There are myriad techniques embedded within, with transitions being one of them.
The onomatopoeia reaches stunning high notes, and the chorus pushes the extremes of both high and low pitches.
Thus, many professional singers falter in the chorus.
Tan Linfang's attempt was already impressive, but no one expected a non-professional like Su Yunjin to match her level.
"I'm starting to doubt that 'Big Fire' isn't so remarkable anymore, ten years on."
"Yeah, with Su Yunjin's rendition, I feel like I could sing this song too."
Some viewers were suddenly emboldened—
But their confidence was quickly dashed by those with musical knowledge.
"Don't be blindly confident. The lines Su Yunjin sang are actually even better than Tan Linfang's—don't be fooled, she's incredible."
"If you feel confident, try it yourself. You'll realize some things are simply unattainable, no matter how hard you try."
The blows kept coming.
The debate raged on.
The excitement continued.
Viewership soared.
On camera, Tan Linfang's expression shifted from confidence to astonishment, then to shock and delight.
She proceeded, "Water—"
Su Yunjin: "Lululu—"
Tan Linfang: "Mountain wind—"
Su Yunjin: "Whoo whoo whoo—"
"Heh heh heh, the people in the mountains work so hard, the wind and moon above are leisurely—mountain wind—"
Tan Linfang handed the microphone yet again to Su Yunjin.
Even someone less perceptive would realize by now that Tan Linfang was testing her.
Su Yunjin smiled wryly inside, but she accepted the challenge, singing, "Whoo whoo whoo—"
"Birds—"
"Ooo ooo ooo—"
Back and forth they went, each time Tan Linfang passed the mic, Su Yunjin answered flawlessly.
First, then second, then third—the audience was spellbound.
"No way, is Su Yunjin really this talented?"
"I can't believe Tan Linfang keeps pushing Su Yunjin to hit those high notes."
"And what's unbelievable is that Su Yunjin not only takes it in stride but sings even better than Tan Linfang!"
The crowd was left speechless.
After several rounds, Su Yunjin had sung nothing but high notes!
Even those unfamiliar with music could tell Tan Linfang was deliberately making things difficult for her.
In music, high notes and low notes alike are challenging when pushed to their extremes.
A professional singer reaching the chorus's heights is already considered expert, yet Su Yunjin had answered four or five rounds—each recognized as highly demanding.
How could anyone not be impressed?
The audience was astonished; at the mentors' table, Shao Xinghui and the others were equally amazed.
Especially Shao Xinghui—his eyes nearly popped out.
He knew Su Yunjin's fundamentals were strong, but he'd never expected her to be this formidable.
Putting himself in her shoes, he wouldn't dare claim to handle "Mountain, Water, Wind, Moon," yet Su Yunjin delivered it perfectly.
She was simply too powerful!
"Mountain wind—"
"Whoo whoo whoo—"
"Birds—"
"Ooo ooo ooo—"
"Water—"
"Lululu—"
Another round—their duet ignited the atmosphere in the venue, and online, viewers were fired up by Su Yunjin's flawless responses.
"I knew it—Su Yunjin's voice is explosive!"
"Ahhh, my scalp is tingling, this is terrifying—I will always root for Su Yunjin!"
"I was so wrong, so terribly wrong. I once thought Su Yunjin had no foundation, but she's unbelievably good."
"I want to hear Su Yunjin sing—someone, please give her a song!"
The comment section exploded.
Listeners, their blood boiling, wished they could reach through the internet to cheer her on.
Amid wave after wave of excitement, many musicians stepped forward,
"I can compose music tailored for Su Yunjin."
"Please contact me—I want to produce an album for her!"
"@Official Center Girl Group, send contact information; our company wants to discuss collaboration with Su Yunjin."