Chapter 174: Exam

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A person has to go through countless exams in their life. Starting from entering kindergarten, all kinds of exams begin to fill the student's learning career.

Yesterday, she had just had her fill of the experience of being a teacher on the show, but today, it was immediately her turn to be the examinee.

Shanghai University of the Arts is the university with the most complete art majors in the country. Perhaps its music is not as good as the Central Conservatory of Music, and its performance is not as good as the Beijing Film Academy, but the variety of art majors is absolutely second to none in the country.

Many majors also lead to many students. In art universities where the number of admissions is generally extremely small, Shanghai University of the Arts is absolutely the one with the largest number of students.

But speaking of many, in fact, compared with ordinary universities, it is still very small. For example, the performance department, the number of students applying for the exam every year reaches thousands, and in the end, only twenty or thirty can be admitted.

Generally speaking, one major only opens one class a year, and those who enroll in the same period are all classmates.

There is no way. After all, art is not something anyone can do. The admission principle of any art university is basically better to be lacking than to be excessive.

The major Luo Quan wants to go to is the vocal music department. The number of people applying for the exam this year is about six or seven hundred, which belongs to the rare major that doesn't pay much attention to appearance but can become a star.

Of course, it can't be too spicy to the eyes. After all, the impression score is also very important. For candidates with the same strength, the examiners will definitely prefer the one with high appearance.

The location of the vocal music department exam is relatively unique. It is in a specially designed room, which can make the singing voice more three-dimensional, and the materials of the room can also absorb noise, reducing the influence of external factors on your performance to the greatest extent.

Hundreds of candidates walked into the exam room under the leadership of a senior. It was a large room like an opera house, with ten examiners sitting at a table on the stage, and the candidates sitting in the seats below. Call one, go up one.

This scene reminded Luo Quan of her appearance as a mentor yesterday. Those trainees should have been as nervous as she is now, right?

In fact, she was still okay, just a bit anxious because of the surrounding atmosphere. After all, the strength was right there.

As for the other students, they were almost writing the words "heart panic" on their faces. Some with poor psychological quality had hands that kept shaking, and they couldn't hold them down even if they put them under their butts.

After all the candidates were seated, the chief examiner began to read the exam room rules.

These ten examiners could also be considered the cream of the crop of the Shanghai University of the Arts Conservatory of Music, from the president and vice president of the Conservatory of Music, the director and deputy director of the vocal music department, to professors of popular singing, bel canto professors, and folk singing professors, which can be said to be all-inclusive.

And the chief examiner was the dean of the Conservatory of Music, Zheng Guohua, with a square face, a rich figure, and a voice like a morning bell and an evening drum, full of energy. He is probably a master of singing tenor.

"After candidates enter the exam room, they must keep quiet so as not to affect the performance of other students. In addition, turn off mobile phone ringtones. After going on stage later, listen to the teacher's instructions and start the exam."

Although Dean Zheng's voice was loud, his tone was still quite kind, and his expression was also a happy one, just like a Maitreya Buddha.

And the few female examiners sitting next to her had fierce faces and impatient expressions. It is estimated that they are not easy to deal with.

The candidates saw it in their eyes and knew it in their hearts.

After the exam precautions were finished, the exam officially began.

According to the order, the examiners began to call the candidates' names: "Number one, Li Wen."

A boy immediately got up and ran up, facing the mentors, facing the candidates below, and bowed.

"Hello teachers, my name is Li Wen, from Henan, eighteen years old. This year I am applying for the folk music major of the vocal music department."

Concise and to the point self-introduction, and not stage fright at all, the tone was natural and generous. It seems that he had done a lot of homework before coming up.

And seeing this Li Wen, Luo Quan realized that she seemed to have made a mistake. Her clothes seemed to be worn too casually.

Looking around, the candidates participating in the exam, women in formal dresses and long skirts, men in suits and leather shoes, only she was wearing a T-shirt and shorts, and sports sneakers on her feet.

It is estimated that it is too late to change clothes now. The exam has already started, and it is estimated that she cannot walk out of the classroom without the teacher's words.

In anxiety, Luo Quan refocused her attention on the stage.

Li Wen's performance had already begun. He applied for the folk music major, and naturally, he used folk singing methods to sing.

Outsiders might think he sang quite well, the high pitch was high, the vibrato was trembling, but in Luo Quan's view, the level could only be said to be so-so.

First of all, the degree of chest resonance was really too low, the energy was not enough, the head resonance of the high pitch was not persistent enough, and there was quite a lot of noise mixed in. The breath of the whole song also had some problems and was not stable enough.

Overall, it couldn't even be called satisfactory. Compared with his excellent self-introduction, the contrast was really a bit big.

The final scoring result was not unexpected. According to the hundred-point system, remove a highest score, remove a lowest score, and divide by eight to get the average value, which is 65 points.

Don't look at the passing, but according to the standard of art candidates, as long as it didn't reach eighty, it hadn't even reached the threshold of being admitted.

Seeing such a score, Li Wen's face was also a bit pale. After going off-stage, he left the exam in a daze. The other candidates saw this scene, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

The examiners were expressionless. They had to experience such a cruel scene every year. This boy was considered to have strong psychological quality. Many candidates, regardless of men or women, cried loudly on the spot after getting a low score.

But no matter how hard they cried, it was useless. The examiners were one by one hard-hearted. If they didn't give a pass, they didn't give a pass.

The exam continued. The next one to go on stage was a girl. Heavy makeup covered the defect that her melon-seed face was too long. It was still folk music. As for the performance, Luo Quan felt it was about the same as the previous Li Wen.

The final score was about the same, 66, one more point, and there was no hope of enrollment.

There is no way. Hundreds of people apply for the exam, and each major admits less than thirty people. Naturally, the mentors have to be very cautious when scoring.

Strict requirements are good for everyone.

Although the strength of most candidates didn't meet the standard, it wasn't that all of them were mediocre. Quite a few "geniuses" appeared during the exam.

Some people even brought their own introductions when they went on stage. As soon as they saw him/her, there were candidates below who said their names and listed a large number of awards.

Such as what place they took in the National Youth Singing Competition, what champion they won in a provincial music competition, in short, there would be no shortage of various awards.

And the performance of these candidates, compared to others, was indeed a big cut higher, and the scores were generally above 85.

One of them participated in the Youth Singer Television Grand Prix and also won the runner-up in the popular singing group.

This competition is known as the junior version of the Youth Singer Competition, open to teenagers under eighteen, and is the highest-content competition for underage singing groups in China.

Such a level naturally had a performance far beyond ordinary candidates, and the final score was very exaggerated, reaching 96, which should be the highest score so far.

Interestingly, this girl also glanced at Luo Quan as if to demonstrate when she went off-stage, her eyes full of provocation.

Both of them applied for the popular major, and they would likely become classmates in the future, and they might also become competitors.

Luo Quan didn't take her provocation to heart. It is estimated that she wouldn't have much time to stay in school in the future, and there wouldn't be many opportunities for the two to meet.

"Number three hundred and twenty-one, Luo Quan."

Luo Quan hadn't gone on stage yet, but the candidates below were already discussing.

"How did she come to participate in the art exam?"

"Is that Luo Quan?"

"Look at that hair, it's her!"

"She is so beautiful in person, even more beautiful than the photos!"

"Does she also sing popular music?"

"Nonsense, she wrote so many popular songs, what else would she sing if not popular?"

"It can only be popular singing, the simplest singing method." The person who said this was a boy, his tone carrying a sense of honeyed superiority.

"Quiet!" A female professor slapped the table heavily. "Did you all treat the exam requirements just said by the dean as wind in your ears?"

The exam room echoed with this female professor's severe questioning, and all the candidates were suddenly silent.

"A star makes you so excited? Are you here to chase stars or to take an exam?

So excited, does she sing very well? So many candidates who got high scores just now, which one didn't win any national awards? Why didn't I see you so excited when they went up?!"

Most of the candidates were scolded and hung their heads. Only a few candidates who had won national awards could hold their heads high.

And Luo Quan, who had already stood up, was also at a loss at this time. She was completely lying down. The candidates discussed her, which led to a scolding from the examiner, and by the way, she was also brought along.

The female professor's eyes were fierce, and she shouted at Luo Quan: "Why are you standing there? Go up and take the exam!"

"Oh, okay." Luo Quan quickly went on stage.

"Let's do a self-introduction first." Dean Zheng said expressionlessly.

After such a mess, the originally orderly exam atmosphere was also destroyed, and Dean Zheng hated this situation the most. It wasn't just him; the faces of others were also not very good-looking.

"My name is Luo Quan, eighteen years old. I am an exchange student from the University of Tokyo. I want to apply for the popular music major of the vocal music department."

"Before the exam, I want to remind you of one point!" The female professor just now spoke again. "I know you have a little fame at home and abroad, and you are an exchange student from the University of Tokyo.

But don't think that you are amazing just because you sang a few popular songs. There are countless capable people who have gone out from Shanghai University of the Arts, and you are not the only one. So you must not hold the idea that you can muddle through!"

Luo Quan smiled and nodded, then said: "Thank you for the teacher's teaching, but I also want to say that the fault of that matter just now does not lie with me. You don't need to vent your anger on me."

"What is your attitude?" The female professor slapped the table again. This time, she was truly angry. ===== CHAPTER 175 =====