After transmigrating to a parallel world, I became a trainee in Goose Media’s talent show. With a golden vocal range from E2 to B4 and a powerhouse musical theater background, entering a talent competition almost feels cruel to the other trainees. I wasn’t interested in the contest at first, but watching these drama kings and queens stirring up trouble became unbearable. On the very first stage, I delivered a piano-and-vocal performance of “Nocturne,” turning the competition into a one-sided rout. During a backstage interview for the show, the director asked, “Aren’t you afraid of backlash for being so blunt in your answers?” I replied, “If they have the guts, let them hate me for a lifetime.” From then on, every show featuring Fang Xing saw the comment section take on a life of its own: “If you’ve got what it takes, don’t flop. I’ll hate you forever!” Alternate titles for this book: “This Celebrity Has a Billion Anti-Fans,” “Dominating the Stage From the Start,” “A Director Who Can’t Arrange Music Isn’t a Good Singer,” “A Voice So Blessed, Even Heaven Wants to Feed Him.”
Early morning, in the training room of Goose Factory’s talent show “Tomorrow’s Star.”
“Doo doo doo doo doo…”
Fang Xing practiced “doos” in front of the mirrored wall, running scales from low to high and back again, repeating the cycle. This was the first step in vocal training, meant to engage the diaphragm and abdominal muscles, producing a strong airflow to impact the vocal cords.
Afterward, he moved on to humming exercises. While warming up his voice, he also checked his vocal range.
“E2 to B4, covering the golden range almost entirely. With a bit of technique at the G4 transition, I can unify the tone, and the voice has great depth. This is a voice that almost feels like a gift from heaven.”
Fang Xing tested the range he could sing steadily—not his absolute limits. Compared to his previous life, the fundamental quality of this voice was even better.
If there was a flaw, it was that High C was stuck at the second transition point, causing a break near High C and a lack of tonal consistency, falling short of performance standards. This could be fixed with scientific vocal training and range expansion.
But in current boy group auditions, the vocal ability was like a fish pond: average skills barely at bronze level. With his current vocal quality and theoretical foundation, Fang Xing could sweep the competition.
While he was practicing, the training room door opened.
Chen Chaonan, the vocal coach for “Tomorrow’s Star,” arrived early and heard someone practicing inside. Curious, he stepped in for a look. “Up so early?”