"Xu Chunqiu, isn't this the one who sat on the stage and mocked when he was first graded?"

"I want to see where she got the capital to mock Lin Qianqian!"

"You laugh at other people's singing, but let people see what virtue you sing yourself!"

“......”

The afterglow of Lin Qianqian's group filled the entire studio with such and such questioning words.

The stage was dark, and the first warm light illuminated their backs from behind, and the curling smoke and dust lit by the lights rendered the whole stage hazy, like a dream.

"The play folds, the water sleeves rise and fall"

"Singing sorrows, joys and sorrows, it has nothing to do with me"

"The fan opens and closes, the gongs and drums sound silently"

"Love in the play, people outside the play, who can say it?"

Group B and Group A were different when they came on stage, when Lin Qianqian stood in the middle and turned around, the audience suddenly became restless, and it was replaced by Xu Chunqiu, and so many people on and off the stage were silent.

Everyone looked up at the stage, only to see the white lining, the red robe, and the lively Chiling coming out of the song.

Only Xu Chunqiu can sing the drama alone, so the previous participles were given to his teammates, Xu Chunqiu stood in the light, reined in his momentum, but still made people involuntarily look at her.

"Accustomed to blending joy, anger and sorrow into powder"

"What about singing and wearing the clichés, I am all white, blue and gray"

"Duckweed in troubled times, endure watching the beacon fire burn mountains and rivers"

"I dare not forget the country, even if no one knows me"

The red silk fan is like a tongue of fire, wantonly spreading on the stage. It seems that the beacon fire is soaked in the mountains and rivers, with a breathtaking spirit.

I have also asked about black, white, green and yellow, and I have also sung sonorously about the rise and fall.

What about the cliché singing through, the humble did not dare to forget the country.

The main song was about to end, and Tan Keqing on the mentor's seat couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Xu Chunqiu hadn't spoken yet, and there was a moment of excitement in the entire audience, but no one made a noise, but waited silently for her to open her voice.

"The people in the audience can't see the old colors when they walk by"

"The people on the stage sang a heartbreak parting song"

"Love words are difficult to ink, she sings with blood."

"The curtain rises, the curtain falls, who is the guest?"

The sound of gold and jade clashing suddenly came out of her throat, clear, clear, and with a tactful and tortuous charm.

With just one sentence, the hairs on Lu Xiu's arms stood up, and the voice like Liuli Cui was so familiar.

The eyes are bright, the eyes are flowing, as if this is not a studio, the audience and the cameras on the stage, these are all gone, only a hazy stage surrounded by carved trunks.

It is no longer just shock and goosebumps, she sings about heaven and earth, mountains and seas, life and death, righteousness, and romance that only Chinese can understand.

At the end of the singing section, it is a Kunqu opera lyric in "Peach Blossom Fan"-

"Regret is serious, looking back is a fantasy, who is the other side?"

She flicked her water sleeves, the long satin was more than four meters, and followed her movements to twist into a beautiful ring, not touching the ground at all, from rapid to slow, gradually slowing down, and then throwing out a long time, as if the whole Qinhuai River was dragged over.

Lu Xiu looked at it, and the shadow that haunted him suddenly had a face, and the people on the stage gathered their sleeves and rolled them into a flower, which magically coincided with the shadow in the dream.

Do you believe in past and present lives?

The final ENDING POSE lasted for tens of seconds, and the trainees froze in place, allowing the camera teacher to capture their final expressions, until they received a message from the control console in the ear monitor, and they stood up and bowed for a curtain call.

It was only at this time that the audience at the scene seemed to have finally withdrawn from the story, and instantly burst into warm applause and cheers. Regardless of whether it was applauded or bad, or whether it was her fan or not, all the audience should stand up and shout her name excitedly. Lu Xiu was infected by this atmosphere, applauded lifelessly, stared at Xu Chunqiu without blinking, watched her bow neatly, and then with the trainees of her team, like the last starlight that disappeared in the early morning, it flashed slightly, and then hid behind the scenes.

"Absolutely!"

"There is no harm if there is no comparison, Lin Qianqian's singing skills are still weaker in the end!"

"I now understand why Xu Chunqiu made that expression when he was first rated, if it were me, I was also confused, compared to this, what is Lin Qianqian singing? It's like child's play!"

"That water sleeve is really amazing, professional dancers can rarely dance up a four-meter sleeve, not to mention that Xu Chunqiu doesn't touch the ground at all, beautiful!"

"And she's not alone at all, she doesn't steal the limelight from others at all!"

"Love, love!"

“......”

The cheers couldn't stop for a long time, and they bowed several times before the mood on the scene calmed down a little, and Bai Yang was able to continue the next program flow.

"Now for the live voting-"

After the ten-second countdown, Bai Yang announced the end of the voting, and the two groups of trainees of the "Red Ling" group also followed the guidance of the staff and entered the result announcement area.

The two groups sat down facing the screen respectively, one group was still unsatisfied, and the other group was like ashes.

The results have not yet been announced, but the trainees already have the answer in their hearts.

Xu Chunqiu's group cheered as if they had expected the result, but Lin Qianqian's face was as white as if she had lost blood.

The drama she was originally proud of looked worthless under the backdrop of Xu Chunqiu, and the idea of the plagiarized water sleeve was messed up by her. The audience in the audience is not blind, they can see which is better and which is inferior.

There is no suspense anymore.

If you exclude the C position, the difference in votes between the two teams is actually not too much, and everyone almost fluctuates between twenty and thirty.

But after counting the C position, it is an unbridgeable gap.

Lin Qianqian got 93 votes, if compared with her trainees in the same group, it is actually not bad, and she is even dozens of votes ahead of others. But compared with Xu Chunqiu, the gap was immediately revealed.

Xu Chunqiu's final vote was 279 votes, which was exactly three times that of Lin Qianqian.

The total number of votes of the two teams appeared at the bottom of the screen, and the votes on this side of Group B of "Red Ling" continued to expand to the center of the screen, and the votes of everyone in the group jumped a little, adding 50,000 at once.

Group B surrounded Xu Chunqiu in the middle like crazy, crying with joy, but Xu Chunqiu recalled the scenery he had just seen standing on the stage, and his heart was surging.

The stage here is different from the stage at that time, no one throws silver and jewelry on the stage, and no one eats melon seeds and mountains offstage, she is respected as an equal person, not the so-called lower ninth rate.

In the center of the first row of auditoriums sat familiar people.

She's going to fall in love with this stage.