Taking the stage for the school girl Tianhou, I am on fire

Chapter 62 "Prose Poems Written by Father"

Since the votes of the 100 public judges have to wait until all the contestants have finished singing, they can all be announced.

So judging from the current information, two green lights and two hundred votes from the mentor are the current bargaining chips for the No. 1 player.

The players who were preparing to play in the back also kept cheering themselves up.

As long as there are more than two green lights, then he is not at the bottom.

To put it bluntly, whoever can completely conquer the mentor will be eligible to advance to the competition.

After all, the public judges each have one vote, and a tutor holds the voting power of one hundred votes.

Soon, the second player appeared.

I don't know if it was because of nervousness, but contestant No. 2 broke his voice.

This singing state also made everyone shake their heads.

In the end, she just got a green light.

The sudden abnormal performance of No. 2 player also gave the rest of the players a chance to breathe.

After all, the bigger the back, the greater the pressure.

third player.

fourth place.
Everyone is singing with all their heart.

They have gone from the preliminary audition to the present.

There is no one who does not want to advance.

And Meng Chen was also sitting in the corner, looking up at the screen.

Look at the performance of each singer.

He knew that the players who could stand here were all strong.

Meng Chen was even a little worried that he would not be able to advance to the next level.

The No. 1 contestant Chibi Maruko came to Meng Chen's side, sat down and said, "Come on! Little brother, I look forward to your song!"

"Thank you." Meng Chen nodded.

Cherry Maruko saw that everyone was paying attention to the game, so she whispered, "My name is Ma Yuqi, little brother, may I know your name?"

After she finished speaking, she looked around to make sure no one heard her.

Because during the recording process of the whole season, the contestants cannot reveal their real names to each other. Once they are discovered, they will withdraw from the competition immediately.

Meng Chen was a little surprised to see that she actually said his name.

So he said, "You don't want to play anymore?"

"With this number of votes, I shouldn't be able to advance, so I thought that I would be eliminated anyway. Why don't I ask my little brother's name and try to add a WeChat account." Ma Yuqi explained.

Meng Chen smiled: "Aren't you afraid that after the game, you will find me ugly when you see me?"

"How is it possible, you have such a nice voice, you must be handsome!" Ma Yuqi was determined.

But she still asked politely: "Are you single?"

Meng Chen nodded.

Ma Yuqi seemed very happy, and she immediately said: "I am also single, and my ideal boyfriend is to find a boy who can sing, so I thought that if possible, I will write down your phone number, and I will add you on WeChat later. .”

At this time, the staff shouted: "Contestant No. 16 is ready."

"Sorry." Meng Chen immediately stood up and replied, "I'm going to play."

Although Ma Yuqi felt a little regretful, she still said, "It's okay, I'll wait until your game is over, let's have dinner together then."

"that."

Meng Chen interrupted: "I actually have a girl I like, I'm sorry."

As he spoke, he bowed slightly to express his apology.

When Ma Yuqi heard it, she stood there, and after two seconds, she muttered: "I don't know which girl is so lucky."

At this time, the staff took Meng Chen to the stage.

On the steps on the side of the stage, the staff explained: "The piano is ready and on the stage. When will the video start?"

"As soon as I play the piano, I can play it." Meng Chen replied.

"Okay, understand."

After speaking, Meng Chen took the microphone and waited.

"Next, let's invite number 16, contestant Mingzai! He is about to bring us an original song "Prose Poems Written by Father"!"

After Huang Bingbing finished speaking, Meng Chen stepped onto the stage, came to the piano, and sat down.

The audience at this time was already boiling.

"Original song?"

"Is he the one who sang "Quiet" last time?"

"Yes! It's him!"

"Ahhhhh! It's too good, the two consecutive competitions are original!"

"What's the name of the song? A prose poem written by my father? Could it be that his father is a writer, a poet?"

"I do not know."

Not only in the audience area, but even the four teachers in the instructor's seat were full of curiosity about the title of this song.

"The name of this song is a prose poem written by my father?" Wang Mingfeng thought he had heard it wrong, so he read the list again.

"Interesting, interesting." Zeng Fan said anxiously: "It must have been adapted into a song from a poem written by his father! It must be very interesting!"

Zhou Chen also thought so, and he nodded and said, "It seems that the father of this contestant Ming Zai should be a writer or a writer."

But Xia Ranxi didn't think so.

She felt that the song must be full of meaning.

Xia Ranxi kept looking at Meng Chen, watching his preparations.

"It really seems."

But she was still not sure.

If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't take out her mobile phone now, she really wanted to make a call to see if there was a ringtone on the stage or if it was turned off.

Meng Chen lifted the cover of the piano, touched the keys of the piano, and then played it lightly.

At this time, a picture appeared on the screen on the stage.

The audience was in an uproar.

Listen to the singing competition and watch the video? !
This pattern is also rare.

I saw a girl holding a lollipop appeared on the screen.

She looked at the camera and said with a smile: "My dad is the best to me! Every afternoon when school is over, he would secretly buy lollipops for me, and then we would go home after eating outside without telling my mother. ,whee."

The audience in the comment area saw it, and they all felt emotional:
"Ah! So cute!"

"I really want to rub her face!"

"Hahaha, if this program is broadcast, won't she be discovered?"

Even the instructors find this innovative competition very interesting.

On the stage, Meng Chen continued to play the piano and the prelude to this song.

The video is still playing.

When the screen changed, it was a young man in his 20s.

When he mentioned his father, he first complained: "My dad is a bit secular, a bit greedy, a bit unreasonable, and sometimes even a bit hypocritical."

"But he tried hard to teach me all the good qualities. He wanted me to be a good person. He suffered all the hardships by himself, just because I was his son. He was ordinary. He couldn't give me anything, but what Give it all to me."

After he finished speaking, his face was full of pride.

Turning around again, a young man wearing a mask choked with sobs: "Dad, whom I meet once a year, always shed tears quietly when I boarded the green train. My son still has great things to do. You protect me." Me, I protect the country."

After speaking, he straightened his back and saluted.

Seeing this, everyone began to empathize.

What they say is tantamount to what everyone thinks.

At this time, Meng Chen spoke.

This time, his voice was like that of a middle-aged uncle, low and vicissitudes.

I saw him singing softly: "In [-], the crops had not been harvested, and my son was lying in my arms, sleeping so sweetly."

　That. The top score is strong. The current starting point for promotion is like this. Once you can’t follow others, you will be eliminated immediately, just like a singing competition. I hope everyone can help me, vote, follow up, and help me If you have the ability, give a reward of one yuan, and you must watch it every day.

　　What's more, don't worry, it will explode when it is put on the shelves. People call it the little eagle at the starting point. Some readers once said that they looked down on me because I updated too fast, so I slowed down the speed.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)