Chapter Forty-Seven: Do You Want to Sing with the God of Songs?

After Chen Yan finished ordering, she had a premonition that she was a little careless. Because the song "Never Lost Love" has been relatively popular recently, but it is more difficult, if you are not a professional singer, it is too difficult to sing with a high score.

After Zhao Wenzhong watched it, he thought he knew about music knowledge, and he immediately laughed proudly.

"Zhou Xiaolong, you just accept your fate! If I sing this song, it will be 70 points at most. It's a fantasy that you, a person with no musical cells, want to sing above 98 points. ”

Everyone couldn't help but shake their heads at this time, sighing: This time Zhou Xiaolong is doomed.

But when the music sounded, Zhou Xiaolong took out the microphone and sang affectionately:

Where are you hiding in a daze, dear, what is on your mind that you can't let go?

We always think too badly about life, like others don't allow us to blame.

Every cloud that is different needs to find the sky to exist.

We're all used to being in the same place, but we can't get used to being relied on.

You give me the love that I don't want to lose contact with in my life, I believe that the journey of love is the sea of stars.....

The sentences were in place, and the words were affectionate, which made the people present simply stunned. They were completely immersed in the beautiful singing, and they couldn't help themselves for a long time.

Chen Yan was directly brought into the song by Zhou Xiaolong's singing, and her heart suddenly longed for that sweet love, suddenly wanted to become someone's dependence, and suddenly wanted to have a love that would never be lost.

After Zhou Xiaolong finished singing, they had forgotten to go to the so-called rating bar screen, but couldn't help but clap their hands in amazement.

"It's so good, it's the best version I've ever heard, not one of them. ”

"I really didn't expect that the boy singing this song "Never Lost Love" could be so good. I was just completely immersed in the song. Anyway, it's just a lot of enjoyment. More enjoyable than when I was with my boyfriend. ”

"That's not right, this song has nothing to do with whether it's sung by a boy or not, it's about who sings it. Didn't someone say just now that if he came to sing, it would be 70 points at most. So, it's still Zhou Xiaolong's singing is good. ”

"It's perfect, not only is he handsome, but he is also rich and talented. ”

The people present praised Zhou Xiaolong's singing skills from the bottom of their hearts, which made Zhao Wenzhong's face darken.

In the end, when he saw that the result of the rating was 100 points, he was even more embarrassed. He didn't expect that the singing skills he thought he was best at, the singing that he was sure to win would lose to Zhou Xiaolong like this.

"Xiaolong, I didn't expect you to be so talented. You just sang so well. I'm completely absorbed in your singing. ”

Chen Yan, who reacted, walked in front of Zhou Xiaolong at this time and said with the expression of a little fan.

"It's just a small matter, I haven't been afraid of anyone yet. Zhou Xiaolong said lightly.

"Don't brag, boy. Even the singer didn't dare to say this, you dared to say that you didn't lose anyone in round singing. Do you dare to compete with me again?" Zhao Wenzhong said unconvinced.

"Zhao Wenzhong, forget it. Today is Chen Yan's birthday party, but it is not a place for you to sing and compete. If you really want to compare with him, make an appointment another day. ”

"Yes, today is Chen Yan's birthday, and I still focus on Chen Yan. Zhao Wenzhong, we all know that you are a singing maniac. You've just lost, and you've got to get down on your knees and sing a song of conquest to others. ”

"Zhao Wenzhong, you shouldn't have lost and didn't admit it, right? In this case, we all look down on you. ”

"Who said I won't admit if I lose? If this kid dares to compete with me again, if I lose, he will be absolutely willing to kneel on the ground and conquer him. Zhao Wenzhong defended himself.

"Little Dragon, we don't need to pay attention to him. He's gone too far. Come, you have a drink to moisten your throat. ”

After speaking, Chen Yan gently passed over a drink to Zhou Xiaolong.

This action made Zhao Wenzhong even more jealous, and he directly pointed at Zhou Xiaolong and said, "Boy, if it's a man, let's compare it with me again." ”

"Well, if you want to kneel and sing conquest so much, I will fulfill you. ”

"This time we are not singing pop songs, but singing Peking opera. Similarly, it is also based on the high and low scores of the integrator. ”

Zhao Wenzhong is out this time, although he is not from Peking Opera, but his mother is a Peking Opera actor. It is also very familiar with Peking Opera. When he was a child, his mother often taught him to sing one or two songs.

The most important thing is that he thinks that people from rural families like Zhou Xiaolong will definitely not know much about Peking Opera, and it is obviously impossible to sing about himself in this regard.

Zhou Xiaolong saw the other party's ghost scheme, but now that he has the skill of singing God, no matter what type of song you want to sing, he is not afraid.

So, Zhou Xiaolong said briskly: "Peking Opera is Peking Opera, I haven't been for a long time, so I should practice my voice." ”

Peking Opera is not as simple as practicing your voice. You've got it. ”

Zhao Wenzhong chose to sing a song "Long March" that he has been singing since he was a child.

Since I was a child, I was guided by a professional mother, so singing makes perfect. In the end, he scored 85 points.

Although this score is not high, he believes that it is enough to form a huge advantage with Zhou Xiaolong, who knows nothing about Peking Opera.

"Xiaolong, are you okay?" asked Chen Yan with concern.

"Don't worry, just order. There is nothing I can't sing. Zhou Xiaolong said confidently.

"What? What? What's the point? You're too arrogant, aren't you?"

Hearing that Zhou Xiaolong was making another casual move, Zhao Wenzhong was shocked again. You must know that this is Peking Opera, not pop singing. The difficulty of Peking Opera can be imagined, if it is not a professional background, even a professional singer would not dare to say that he can sing casually?

Could it be that Zhou Xiaolong is really crazy? Or is he pretending to be forced?

"Yes, just whatever. ”

"I don't believe it, you're a god of songs? You can sing anything! I'll order you a song. ”

"Zhao Wenzhong, what do you mean by this? Zhou Xiaolong sings, but you help him order a song to sing? Is this fair?" Chen Yan immediately scolded.

"Chen Yan, it's okay, just let him help me. In this way, it will be good for him to lose his heart. Zhou Xiaolong said indifferently.

Anyway, with the singer skill in hand, no matter what song Zhao Wenzhong ordered for him, he didn't worry about not being able to control it.

Zhao Wenzhong didn't believe in this evil, he thought about it for a while, and ordered a song "South Screen", which his mother once told him about the most difficult to sing in Peking Opera.

This song "South Screen" is difficult for even professional Peking Opera people to sing, I don't believe that you can sing a country man with a score higher than my 85 points!