Hello, 1983

Both the glass box and the water inside are transparent, so you can clearly see the situation of the players inside, and even the expressions can be clearly seen from the outside.

In the blink of an eye, a minute passed.

If you were an ordinary person, you would be able to hold on for a minute at most.

Looking at the two people in the glass box, their faces remained unchanged, and the audience began to applaud, without paying for tickets, of course they should be more enthusiastic.

A minute and a half passed, and Downey's face flushed a little.

On the other hand, the small face of the small stool is still pink and white, and it seems that there is not much change.

The opera performers also started to get a little nervous, and they didn't expect that the other party would just jump out of a little girl with such a long breath.

"Two minutes."

There was a very nice voice, but these people under the big tree did not know the owner of the voice.

Only Liu Qingshan saw it out: Isn't this the goddess of moonlight, Sarah Brightman?

Thinking about it, he will understand that now Sarah Brightman and Mr. Weber have not divorced.

"Danny's record is two minutes and forty seconds, he will definitely win." Chris was confident.

Towards the last moment, time seems to pass slowly, and it seems that every second becomes very long.

The people around also held their breaths, and they didn't dare to breathe.

Downey in the glass box had his face turned purple, obviously reaching his limit soon.

"If it's better than your breath, you're all far behind. If you can't do it, stop it. Don't hold back?"

Liu Qingshan also said with concern, but when his opponent heard this, he naturally regarded it as a sarcasm and ignored it.

Liu Qingshan shrugged: "Why does no one believe me when I tell the truth?"

"Little stool, come on!" Ah Mao also shouted.

The small stool in the water tank really heard it, and its head moved up from the water, but it didn't come out of the water, and it quickly stuck back.

Instead, he made an OK gesture with a hand that was holding the edge of the water tank.

This girl's little face in the water tank,

He also showed a bright smile, those two rows of little white teeth were really white.

At this moment, there was a clatter from the water tank beside him, and Donny finally couldn't hold it any longer, he pulled his head out of the water, and then gasped heavily, letting the water on his head flow down.

"Oh, damn, I lost, how could I possibly lose?"

Seeing that the small stool over there was still suffocating in the water, Downey immediately put his head in his hands, squatted on the ground, and beat his head angrily.

Someone next to him handed over a towel, and this guy, Donnie, covered his face with the towel, and even started crying.

"Don't cry, you are still crying when you are so grown up, tell you, you can't win against me."

The little stool also pulled his head out, and instead began to comfort Downey.

She didn't change her face, she looked as if nothing was happening, and it was estimated that she could stay in the water for another minute or two.

This really shocked those opera singers: you're not a diver, are you?

"Why?" Downey asked with red eyes and raised his head.

"Hee hee, let me tell you, we people have to stand up every day and practice the kung fu taught by the boss."

The small stool stretched out a small hand, patted Donnie twice on the shoulder, and then stepped off the stage.

"Kung Fu, is it Kung-fu? It's so amazing?" Downey stood up from the stage, still looking incredulous.

"It's not a kung fu for beating people, it's a kind of breathing exercise."

The small stool turned back and beckoned to him, and two strings of water droplets from the two ponytails fell on Downey's face, but the guy didn't notice it.

At this time, there was a cheer from the audience: "Haha, I won, kill."

The long-haired young man put a small pile of banknotes into his arms.

"You should give me half of it." The small stool is actually a small money fan.

"OK, you deserve it." The young man gave her a thumbs up with a smile.

The result of the first competition was indeed a bit unexpected. Now, those who sang opera did not dare to be careless.

After discussing with Mr. Weber, Chris announced the second item: the game treble.

It caused the audience to start booing: This is too unfair, who doesn't know that the high pitch of singing operas is very powerful.

Liu Qingshan didn't care much, and asked everyone cheerfully, "Who are you in this game?"

"If it's a high-pitched voice, of course it's me!" Sister Zhang volunteered, her voice was indeed a little higher than Ah Mao's.

So Sister Zhang took the stage, and the one sent by the other party turned out to be Sarah Brightman, who seemed to take it seriously.

This time, even Liu Qingshan is a little worried for Sister Zhang. After all, Sarah Brightman's high-pitched singing "ah" in "The Phantom of the Opera" is really high.

It is said that it has reached the #f of four groups of small characters, which is basically the limit that the human voice can reach.

And like the famous tenors, they usually sing high-C. There is no way, women are born an octave higher than men.

Because they have already lost one game, and this one is Sarah Brightman herself, it can be seen that the other party is bound to win.

The audience off the stage also felt that they had copied it. After all, listening to Sarah Brightman without spending money, it is worthwhile to appreciate it so closely.

It's just that everyone is a little tangled in their hearts: should they cover their ears when they sing to the top for a while?

Sarah Brightman sang an opera first, yo-yoing her voice, this is a warm-up, so as not to sing a high pitch suddenly and be easily injured.

The audience also applauded, and the atmosphere was very warm.

Sister Zhang took a look: Oh hey, then we have to practice too.

So she was also doing preparatory activities, but she was not singing opera, but Peking Opera.

Singing a little boy for a while, and turning into a big face for a while.

Xiaosheng's iconic laughter is full of magic; there is also a wah ah with a big face, which is full of momentum.

On the contrary, the audience below were stunned for a moment, slapped hard, and in awe, crushed Sarah Brightman, who was on the same stage.

"The game is officially underway." Webb himself went on the field, encouraging his second wife.

But this one may not know that just this year, Sarah Brightman will part ways with him.

At this time, computers were not so developed, and there was no software dedicated to measuring pitch, but all those present were experts, and they could hear it with their ears.

Sarah Brightman started first, and Webb also cooperated very well with a line from the original play for his wife: "Sing-for-me!"

"what……"

Sarah Brightman's high pitch began to rise steadily, and for a time, the entire theater was filled with her singing.

The spectators in the front row finally couldn't take it anymore, and they all opened their mouths wide, lest their eardrums be damaged.

Only the girls who performed the Thousand-handed Avalokitesvara all looked as usual, unaware.

When the singing came to an abrupt end, the people on the stage applauded enthusiastically.

The singers under the big tree under the stage were all shocked: This is too high!

"I guess it's all high-E, right?" The small stool stuck out her tongue, she couldn't compare it anyway.

On the stage, Big Sister Zhang was still carefree and did not feel any pressure at all.

She also leaned in front of Sarah Brightman and gave a thumbs up:

"It's amazing. If I used to, I would simply admit defeat, but now, I can compete with you!"

After he finished speaking, he exclaimed, "Ah..."

They still sing the same sound, but the method is completely different. Sister Zhang sings the sound of a dolphin, so it looks even more shocking.

"Wow, it's comparable to Maria's dolphin sound, amazing!" Many of the audience in the audience liked to listen to Maria's mermaid legend songs, so they applauded vigorously.

They all thought that this time, this Oriental woman would definitely lose, and they never thought that there would be a real battle.

When Sister Zhang finished singing, the opera actors on the stage all looked at her with strange eyes.

Sister Zhang is not afraid to look at it: "You are all professionals, let's judge, who is taller?"

Don't look at these opera singers, all of them are above the top, but they are quite honest when it comes to art.

They got together to discuss, and finally Chris announced: "This game may be considered a draw. Although there may be some subtle differences, without the help of professional instruments, it is obvious that there is no difference by ear."

This conclusion is more objective and fair.

However, in fact, the opera team lost. After all, they are professionals. If you are professional and tied with pop singers, you have already lost.

Eldest Sister Zhang was still a little unconvinced, and she leaned over to Sarah Brightman: "Why don't we hold our breath, I'll let you for a minute first!"

Liu Qingshan quickly waved to her: OK, OK, come down quickly.

In this way, it is better than the third game.

Originally, in the opera actor's plan, he won two games directly, and he really didn't prepare the content of the third game.

As a result, they now have one loss and one draw. Even if they win the third game, they can only draw at most.

These people don't feel that their faces are dull, and this third battle is for honor, and there is no room for loss.

They piled their heads together, studied for a long time, and finally discussed the result: than dancing!

Among the operas performed on Broadway, most of them are actually musicals, and of course dance is inseparable.

In addition, modern opera has more diverse requirements for dance, and all kinds of dance can be moved to the stage, which is not as old-fashioned as before.

Soon, several actors changed their costumes, all in the shape of cats, and started a dance.

In Cat's opera, dance is actually the foundation of ballet, but some elements such as jazz dance are added.

They danced the part of the dance, which was considered the best dance in the whole play.

With the music, the audience under the stage stood up and jumped along.

"It's just normal."

After all the actors on the stage had finished dancing, Sister Zhang gave the above comments, and then made a few gestures to the girls of the Thousand-handed Avalokitesvara: It's time for you to come on stage.

However, the more than twenty girls all looked at Liu Qingshan, and they listened to the boss.

Liu Qingshan also smiled and nodded, and the girls came on stage.

"What musical accompaniment do you need?" Chris stepped forward and asked, but the girls just looked at him with a smile, not knowing what he said.

Liu Qingshan also took the stage: "Chris, these girls are all deaf and mute, they can't hear."

Deaf, dance?

Chris couldn't help but exclaimed, "Are you kidding me?"

These opera performers don't usually watch pop music. The Big Apple is far from Los Angeles, so they don't know about this peculiar dance team.

However, Sarah Brightman seemed to remember something, and her face showed a thoughtful color.

"Just try it, you'd better come down and watch it, it will be better."

Liu Qingshan called these opera singers off the stage, and then made a start gesture to the girls.

There was no music either, just on the silent stage, the girls lined up and began to perform.

Although there are no costumes and props, the arms have transformed into all kinds of incredible shapes, stunned everyone in the audience.

"Oh Mai, it's impossible, it's impossible!"

Even Mr. Weber put his head in his hands and exclaimed in surprise.

"We conceded, it's a miracle, it's amazing!"

Chris also flushed and clapped his hands hard.

When the dance performance on the stage was finished, everyone in the audience stood up and applauded, and everyone's face was full of respect.

What is difficult for normal people to do, but is perfectly displayed by a group of disabled girls, who can not be convinced?

"I admit, you are all great, and I sincerely apologize for my rudeness."

Downey, who initially caused the dispute, bowed deeply to the girls on the stage, and then bowed to Liu Qingshan and the others. This time, he was convinced.

In fact, with the start of the game, there is no longer so much anger between each other, just like the old saying: Friendship first, competition second.

"It's all in the past, no need to mention it again, everyone will be friends in the future." Liu Qingshan also waved his hand generously.

At this point, the two sides are in harmony. The reason for this is that Liu Qingshan's group used their strength to convince each other, and only then did they win respect.

So no matter when, in the end, it has to rely on strength to speak, a person is like this, a country is like this.

Until this time, the two sides formally introduced each other and got to know each other.

Knowing that Liu Qingshan and his group are from the Huaxia art troupe, Weber and others also secretly amazed: Huaxia has talents!

This is mainly because they focus on opera and don't care too much about pop groups, otherwise, they should have heard of the name under the big tree long ago.

It was Sarah Brightman who came up and said, "I heard from my friends that some of you sang a song based on Scarborough Fair, and my friends said it was especially suitable for me."

Oh, this was yours.

Liu Qingshan blinked, but now, if you want to sing, you must get my authorization.

So I called Ah Mao over and asked her to go to the side to communicate with Sarah Brightman.

And Liu Qingshan took out a thick wad of paper from his bag and handed it to Weber cheerfully: "This is an opera I wrote, please correct me."

The people around couldn't help but be stunned: Opera is not something everyone can play, you are a pop music player, and you also want to create an opera. Think too much?