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Chapter 309 Swaying into the Clear Sky

Cong Xiaoyan opened her mouth.

After singing a few lines.

Everyone was taken aback.

They all froze.

The first reaction in most people's minds.

I just wondered if she was lip-syncing.

Because this voice that is gentle to the bone is too different from her previous performance.

It can be said that the world is far and wide.

If you don't look at people.

Just listen to the words of the voice.

There is no medium that can connect the two.

No relationship.

It seems that it was Big Mom just a second ago.

Then turn into a girl in the next second.

It's even more unbelievable than some magical makeup technique.

Shocking people's retinas are almost blurred.

Is this really a person?

Looking at Cong Xiaoyan on the stage.

Everyone was a bit afraid to draw conclusions.

"Fuck! This is not true, is it?"

"oh my god, what did I hear?"

"Is this Cong Xiaoyan's voice? Are you sure it's not someone else singing behind the scenes?"

"What are you thinking? She's looking for a substitute singer as an amateur? This is a live competition."

"I don't have a problem with my ears."

"It's changed too much."

"Listen well, my God, she still has such a side."

"Oh my god, this belongs to the double-faced singer."

"I was deceived by my own eyes."

The four judges were not much better.

you look at me.

I look at you.

Everything is clear in the eyes.

They were all confused by Cong Xiaoyan.

this person
It's like there are two voices.

"This is a bit of a blockbuster." Jin Jiangjun was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.

"It's more than just a blockbuster, I have goosebumps."

Chen Shaoguang clicked his tongue and said, "It's unbelievable, this voice is completely unexpected."

"I've decided, everyone, whether it's written by Fang Zhenhai or 'Jingluo', I have to ask them to invite songs for the next album." Zhang Weifang suddenly decided.

"Invitation song? You may not be able to line up at that time." Xu Tingkai couldn't help reminding.

"I can't make it to the team? Why, I'm not good enough to be a queen-level singer?" Zhang Weifang became impatient when he heard it.

"not enough."

Xu Tingkai shook his head, and then said with a serious face: "Think about it, how many works have 'Whale Fall' written for singers outside the Blue Coast company this year? There are only a handful of them. Do you think it's because no one else asked him to sing?"

"Do you want to spend money?"

Zhang Weifang rolled his eyes.

Xu Tingkai laughed and continued to shake his head.

However, Chen Shaoguang couldn't help laughing loudly: "Spending money? I think it's okay, full of sincerity."

Zhang Weifang knew that he was teasing herself inside and outside the words.

Immediately rolled his eyes.

lounge.

Deng Guanghui was drinking water comfortably.

I heard Cong Xiaoyan speak.

"Pfft" sound.

Just spit it all out in one gulp.

Looked up.

That expression was like seeing a ghost.

Staring at the figure on the TV.

Many question marks popped up on his forehead.

This is Cong Xiaoyan?
Are you sure the fuck is Cong Xiaoyan?

"Are you okay?" The cameraman next to him asked anxiously when he saw this.

"Ahem. It's okay."

Deng Guanghui wiped his mouth.

It was a churning in my heart.

Fortunately, this emotion was quickly suppressed.

He has previously written a high-quality unpublished work.

It is about the topic of [clouds].

So be surprised.

It's not that I'm afraid.

This is the first half.

It is not certain who wins and who loses.

Smart Dream Company.

in an office.

Even if you have returned to your daily work.

But Zheng Chaobo is also staring at the live broadcast at the moment.

When Fang Zhenhai randomly picked up [Cong Xiaoyan and Zhang Xin].

He felt that the other party was going to be cold in this match.

And how cold is it.

It all depends on the bottom line of these two singers.

It's good not to crash.

Because Cong Xiaoyan sang his works before.

He was well aware of the singer's limitations.

But now.

His facial expression was rigid.

The body was motionless as if acupuncture points had been tapped.

The whole brain is gradually disordered.

Obviously the same singer.

Why is there such a big difference in performance?
What kind of plane.

How about playing him before?
on the stage.

Whether it's the audience's comments or the judges' face changes.

It has no effect on Cong Xiaoyan.

Her eyes were only on the position of the ceiling.

It seems to be a position where you want to look at the sky through it.

The whole person is very devoted.

Music swirls.

The singing didn't stop.

God~
Where are you

mountain~
I am afraid

sea~
I can't take it with me
is there an end

The gentle singing adds a little power.

Those who listened were immediately connected to the shape of the clouds.

Float, be free and untethered.

With a touch of laziness.

Extraordinarily charming.

The audience's ears were instantly caught firmly.

if you are sad
why don't you tidy up your room first

stop tossing and turning
wait for the sun to shine next to you
Don't save the unwashed
Get a new hairstyle and buy a nice bag
depression anxiety anxiety
just go buy a cat that loves you
not unhappy

Maybe you didn't go around your own track
you are really beautiful
Why do you always say you look ugly?

maybe you're fat like me

life makes you feel mean
so when you hear this song

Choose to transform with me
maybe you are sad now
maybe lying in bed

maybe you are confused now
sitting at the bar
maybe you are working
or just broke up
maybe you are at the foot of the mountain

Can't help humming this song

Everyone listened well.

But suddenly.

Singer switch.

Zhang Xin took over the microphone.

moment.

A rap follows in.

Suddenly, many people frowned.

Everyone found it awkward.

It's like walking on clouds.

Then it was thrown into the pool all of a sudden.

Two different genres overlap.

The listener is very uncomfortable.

"It sounds good, how can I start singing."

"It feels a bit out of place."

"Not as good as before."

"This rap is superfluous."

"Aren't you stupid? The two singers must perform."

"Not as good as one."

"Yes."

Everyone complained for a while.

Think before and after.

Finally, the blame was given to the system.

good end.

What about the two singers.

One is enough.

Superfluous.

It's the current state.

of course.

Not everyone thinks rap is bad.

Some fans feel that the combination of the two is great.

Start with specific things.

Empathy is easy to find.

Cong Xiaoyan's singing voice is ideal.

And Zhang Xin's singing is reality.

The words are very lively.

sunset.

Fire cloud.

subway.

Flow of people.

tall building.

Many pictures can be listed from the singing of the two.

Feeling a lot.

in discussion.

The performances of Cong Xiaoyan and Zhang Xin have come to an end.

Lights no longer wander.

Cultivation gradually dissipated.

Sing it.

The two bowed deeply in front of them.

The audience responded with warm applause after a moment of silence.

Some of the fans started screaming and cheering.

It's like a fixed link.

No one will fall!
"Cong Xiaoyan!"

"Cong Xiaoyan!"

"Zhang Xin!"

"Zhang Xin!"

"Fang Zhenhai!"

"Fang Zhenhai!"

In a noisy atmosphere.

Go to the scoring stage.

From the perspective of music, the four judges gave very high marks.

But the five hundred viewers had different ideas.

Some think that rap affects the experience.

Some think rap is an integral part.

In dispute.

Fang Zhenhai finally scored 703 points!
Not high.

Also acceptable.

Next.

It was Zhou Ling who appeared on the stage.

Deng Guanghui had a propositional advantage.

Use old works as new works.

The porcelain is of good quality.

There are no birds in the whole process.

Zhou Ling has a wide vocal range.

When it goes up, it is especially popular with the audience.

The cheers never stopped.

And many people at the scene knew about the donation remarks he posted on Weibo.

Both feel that the other party has a good character.

It can be described as double support at the moment.

finally.

Scored a high score of 902!
It caused countless audiences to exclaim.

"Huh!"

"Isn't it?"

"902 points?"

"It's really tall."

"This should be the highest score since the show started, right?"

"Beautiful, reversed again."

"I'm wondering now whether Fang Zhenhai is a dark horse or not."

"Haha, if you say he is strong, he is not strong, if you say he is weak, he will slap his face."

"I would like to call Deng Guanghui the producer of Metaphysics."

"There's something about this guy."

"I can't accept it!"

chatting.

Everyone did not forget to calculate the total score.

The first half is over.

Fang Zhenhai scored a total of 2032 points.

Deng Guanghui has a total of 2018 points.

catch up!

Deng Guanghui is catching up!
It directly shortened the difference between the two to 228 points.

If the form of the second half is the same as it is now.

Then Deng Guanghui is likely to complete the reversal.

studio.

Chief director Rong Tianyi asked the employees below: "How is it? What's the ratings now?"

"Director Rong, 3.69%."

Someone will answer right away.

Rong Tianyi frowned.

3.69% is actually not low.

It is not a big problem to get the first place in the country.

But since it's the final.

He still wants to sprint to break 4.

There is also a chance.

After all, it is only the first half.

The second half will only get more intense.

read this.

His hanging heart was relieved again.

The first match is over.

The program group gave the two producers a 15-minute break.

after.

Gu Shichang then started the next round of random propositions.

The audience is very curious.

In my heart, I hope that the more difficult the topic, the better.

They still prefer to watch the producer look devastated.

Too easy.

Rather boring.

After a while.

on the big screen.

Four large characters appeared slowly.

【Broad sea and sky】

Backstage.

Lin Hao suddenly became a little moved.

I have been engaged in so many games by this random proposition.

Deleted and modified.

This is the first time that he can directly use a proposition without even thinking about it.

Finally caught up with the wave.

Cantonese is also good.

Mandarin is worth mentioning.

It doesn't matter.

this proposition.

Focus on a self-confidence.

However, he personally feels that the probability of random Zhou Bowen again is not high.

So I still wrote the Mandarin first.

Hand it over to the staff.

He came to the front of the auditorium to look for Yu Lanxin.

It took three hours to create.

How could he let his woman sit so boringly.

chat.

Play games together.

Do something bad.

Next.

He is just an ordinary audience!

(End of this chapter)