Quick-wearing green tea, she is so charming

Chapter 1004 The Little Mermaid's Melaleuca Routine (61)
Hearing the screams and cheers from the fans, he made a mute gesture.

The audience stopped immediately.

Jiang Cha raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this scene, but he didn't realize that this person still has a way of fan management.

Mor Wen began to talk about the repertoire he performed, and Shang Wo's tutor immediately released the score for everyone to read.

Then he started playing.

His opening was very explosive, and he didn't give others a chance to survive.

Unless others are more explosive than him, or extremely quiet to create a contrast, it will be difficult to surpass him.

The tutors of each school do not have the right to score, they only have the right to canvass and protect the calf.

The judges are big bosses who don't belong to various colleges, and these people are almost semi-retired.

So when evaluating these already famous bigwigs, they are not in a panic, nor are they afraid to speak up.

Morwen is undoubtedly perfect.

After he finished shaking his head, there was a moment of silence below, and the next second was explosive applause.

"Mo Wen has changed her previous image." When the mentors were speaking, one of them said: "In the previous games, you were all on the path of melancholy."

"If you want to break through yourself, it's meaningless to stay in the safe zone." Mo Wen said.

This sentence is a bit arrogant, but everyone has long been used to it, so they don't feel uncomfortable.

The fans below are proud of it.

"Morwen, you are the best!"

"Come on, Mo Wen! Break through yourself and become a god again!"

Several instructors commented, and after scoring, let him go down to rest.

This is also the rule of the game, and it will not be directly scored. After all, the result is out, and there will be psychological pressure on the players behind.

Mor Wen went to the backstage, and the brothers and sisters immediately surrounded him.

"Yes, the breakthrough was successful." A senior sister said.

Mor Wen nodded with a proud expression.

Soon other players will enter the field.

Everyone didn't speak, just quietly appreciating.

Ginger tea is felt with eyes closed.

This is simply an auditory feast, even in the previous plane, she has never seen it.

Feng Yan in the auditorium was also shocked, he had never been interested in this.

Grandpa is a big boss in this industry. He once wanted to train him, but he likes to draw.

Because of that incident when he was a child, he didn't even hear a performance by his grandfather.

He suddenly felt guilty. Before, he felt that this scene was too crowded and not quiet enough. Every time his grandfather asked him to come, he refused.

Shao Mengmeng, who was sitting next to him, saw him lower his head, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Feng Yan shook his head, pursed his lips and looked at the stage.

The girl wanted to say something, but seeing the serious expression on the man's face, she still didn't speak.

One after another, the halftime performance in the morning was finally over.

After all, there are many schools, and there is no way to perform in the morning, not to mention there is an intermission.

After the game in the morning, the audience lined up in an orderly manner to go out to eat and return to the hotel to rest.

Players eat together.

Students from these colleges rarely get together, and they all have someone they want to learn from.

Of course it is necessary to have a good chat.

Lu Wan and Jiang Cha are newcomers, and those from other academies who participated in the competition have all shown their faces.

Therefore, many people are interested in them.

Lu Wan and the others knew that the song was very popular after all, and the singing departments of all major colleges had studied it.

So many people gathered around Lu Wan to ask for advice, but they were more indifferent to Jiang Cha.

After all, they had never heard of Jiang Cha, nor had they heard of her song.

Although she sang during the chorus, it was not a solo after all.

Ginger Tea was not at all disappointed by being left out in the cold, on the contrary, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Already hungry and hungry.

When others looked over, she nodded and smiled as a greeting.

She followed the crowd to eat, then found a table and sat down, watching the other tables talking and laughing, she didn't feel anything.

Feng Yan is not a player, so he cannot enter.

Holding the phone, Jiang Cha looked at the message sent by the other party, felt aggrieved, and then told her to eat well and not to be stressed.

Looking at the text on the phone, she could think of the man's expression, and unconsciously raised the corners of her mouth.

"What are you doing?" Sitting opposite, Mor Wen was a little curious when she saw the girl's smile.

"Ah? Why are you here?" Jiang Cha withdrew her thoughts, a little surprised.

"It's pitiful to see you eating alone. In fact, it seems that I think too much." Mo Wen said.

A lot of people surrounded Mo Wen, and he innovated in today's song. Although they are rivals, they are even more dear friends in this respect.

Mor Wen didn't say too much. After all, there is still a competition in the afternoon. If someone else takes his inspiration and writes a song directly in a short time, it is not impossible.

Those people were still trying to pester him, but just in time to see the girl looking out of place in the crowd by herself, he got up and said he had something to do and managed to get away.

"It's good, eating alone." Jiang Cha looked at the person in front of him, "I'm already hungry, communicating with people will only delay my meal."

"Don't let them hear your words. You must know that these are all talented players. They are all very proud, and their humility is all staged."

Mor Wen looked around for a while, and then said: "If they know that talking to them is a delay, they will probably hold grudges."

"Hold grudges?" Jiang Cha raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, I will isolate you in the circle." Morwen said.

"What about you? Aren't you very proud?" Jiang Cha was curious.

"I isolated them all." Morwen said seriously.

Jiang Cha's eyelids twitched, "Then let me pay attention."

The person in front of her is really crazy. She glanced at it just now, and the ones who were looking for Mo Wen were those from the piano circle. Others saw that his attitude was indifferent.

And the people who came to him were just to inquire about his experience in composing music, and they didn't ask any questions from friends.

It seems that in the entire music circle, he is really isolated by everyone.

Jiang Cha suddenly felt that the brothers and sisters in their college were really kind, and they didn't isolate Mo Wen with others.

As if seeing her thoughts, Mo Wen spoke again, "Senior brothers and sisters have always treated me like a child, saying that they don't know as much as me."

His tone was a little depressed.

Morwen didn't think there was anything wrong with being isolated, because kings were born lonely.

Jiang Cha agrees with this idea very much.

After eating, we went back to take a lunch break. This is the lounge prepared by the organizer.

They don't have to come if they don't have a competition, but everyone comes to the competition with the purpose of learning, to see how much the opponent's strength has improved.

So of course they don't want to miss it.

In the lounge, other people were discussing who has improved and whose music is so so.

Ginger Tea was lying on the table, drowsy.

When she was about to fall asleep, she felt someone lift her head, she slowly opened her eyes and saw that it was Mo Wen who was a little puzzled, "What are you doing?"

"Lie down, or your arm will be numb." Mo Wen said.

"Thank you." Jiang Cha was taken aback for a moment, then thanked her without refusing, and quickly closed her eyes.

Seeing this scene, the others regained their spirits, and immediately changed the subject, "Mo Wen, you actually have a gentleman's side!"

(End of this chapter)