Chapter 135： Shattering dreams with poisonous tongue (1/2)

A strange accent from nowhere was the first impression of Wang Lingchu when he heard the voice of the wandering singer. Of course, if you put aside these issues, Wang Ling feels that the singing is generally good, at least the singing is still adjusted ...

However, to become a true professional singer through the draft show, it is clear that youth have not done enough.

Wang Ling's research on music is very limited, just two knives with a little guitar skills, so he can't make a more professional evaluation of young people's singing.

But how to stand out in the draft ...

Wang Ling felt that there were several necessary factors.

First, it may not necessarily be particularly handsome, but at least it should look pleasing to the eye;

Second, maybe the sound doesn't have to be particularly professional, but at least it must be recognizable. It's useless to just sing and not tune.

Finally, the third and most important point ... that is, the experience must be miserable! And it ’s going to get worse! It's best to just listen to the dozen words at the beginning of the story, which will make all the audience and judges cry.

Unfortunately, the above conditions are not available to this young man.

As a wanderer, Tang Youning apparently has no plan for his unruly appearance, giving people a dirty look at first glance. Moreover, this young man's experience cannot be regarded as miserable at all, at best it can only be regarded as a poor singer who persists in his music dream. There are too many such people in the eyes of Hua Xiuguo ... If you want to enter the audience's sights through the draft show, at least someone in the family must have a terminal illness!

Wang Ling bit a bite of beef and put it in his mouth. He was critically criticizing the current draft show ... But the young man was staring at the plate of silkworm potato bibimbap in front of him, and his eyes were red: ”I am sure ... Is it not suitable to be a singer at all? ”

The voice was low and there was a feeling of inferiority, but everyone heard it.

Obviously, the failure of today's draft show has hit youth quite a bit ...

The boss of the altar turned off the roaring range hood, wiped his greasy hands with a rag, walked slowly to the young man, and patted the young man's sharply clavicled shoulders: ”Get up, Xiao Tang!”

I don't know if it is because of the relationship of cooking all the year round. The boss of the altar has a very strong physique, especially in comparison with young people. This physical gap is particularly obvious. Wang Ling has no doubt that the boss of the altar can make a little more effort to smash the shoulder bones of the youth ...

The owner of this shop is not ordinary.

Revised for at least Jindan period.

This was noticed by Wang Ling as soon as he entered the door.

The boss of the altar looked at Tang Youning and continued to comfort: ”A great man once said that the birth of a genius requires 99% of effort plus 1% of talent. Maybe your efforts are not enough and maybe not! So don't give up what!”

The young man looked up at the boss, as if he saw a glimmer of hope: ”Is it true?”

However, the boss of the altar just finished saying that the father's conditional launch of the poison tongue mode, and then silently added: ”Do you know the last sentence of this famous saying? Although only 1% talent, but 1 % Talent is the top priority! ”

Altar boss: ”...”

Tang Youning was about to cry: ”...” Why do you say it!

Wang Ling: ”...” I'm in trouble, old iron!

All I can say is that Wang Dad's poison tongue skills are getting longer and longer.

This poisonous tongue attacked the youth without any help.

In this regard, the altar boss felt helpless.

But Dad apparently dismissed his poisonous tongue.