As soon as the trilingual version of "A Thousand Songs of a Thousand Souls" came out, the effect was remarkable, and it was close to Amoye's work.

The call was enthusiastic.

"Sure enough, after reaching the quarterfinals, the Yayin Club has completely become a fairy fight. ”

Tang Ming watched the scenes on the stage from the audience, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh, obviously amazed by the operation of the two.

Singing trilingual here, trilingual singing there, what about those who can only speak one language? Now they don't dare to sing without any culture.

"You're not a god yourself. ”

Another Chinese quarter-finalist next to him muttered to Tang Ming, who was also a quarter-finalist, with a look of contempt.

The top eight competed, each showing their powers, and it was impossible to get to this point without dotting the hole cards.

As soon as He Xiao's three-Chinese version of "A Thousand Thousand Songs" came out, both in quality and level, it was comparable to Amoye's works.

After all, Amoye sings the classics of this world, but "A Thousand Songs" is no less weak in the world of black phones.

It is a work that has been tested by time and covered by tens of millions of people.

"Thank you He Xiao for singing, and now I have three tutors to comment!"

The host came up to the stage, and on the high stage, the three top music masters began their own analysis and commented on the two works respectively.

Naturally, I can't find fault with the song itself, so I can only start from the singing skills of the contestants, but whether it is Amoye or He Xiao, they are both first-class singers in the world, so there are very few places to talk about it.

After a lot of rankings and hurried out some unclear words, the competition entered voting time.

The entire stadium was in an uproar, various voices rang out one after another, and the sound of the voting machine was pressed and clicked.

The final result was announced, and He Xiao narrowly defeated Amoye with a super high vote rate of 95 percent, and his vote was 94 percent, and the difference between the two sides was very small.

Amoye was a little disappointed, but He Xiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his body, which had been tense, finally lightened.

To be honest, he knew that Amoye was strong, but he didn't expect it to be so strong, and he was really shocked when he saw that set of numbers on the big screen.

Fortunately, Lady Luck favored him and won the victory by a very small margin, otherwise, he would really have to overturn in this quarterfinals.

At the end of this round of competition, He Xiao qualified for the semi-finals, and at the Asian Music Conference, his steps took another big step forward.

And in the next few sets of competitions, the players also came up with a unique skill to press the bottom of the box.

After the fierce competition, the top four were separated, namely He Xiao and Tang Ming of the Chinese team, Chiyo Guyi, the goddess of the Japanese team, and Lu Jianwei, the god of Singapore's little song!

He Xiao, Tang Ming and Chiyo Guyi are all popular candidates for the event, and there is no need for too much introduction, while Singapore's little singer Lu Jianwei is a little different.

He, like many people, belongs to the dark horse of this year, and at the same time, it is also related to luck to get here.

In this game, his opponents are slightly inferior to him, even if he encounters a strong opponent, he relies on his identity as a Chinese singer to suppress the opponent with proficient Chinese classics.

Therefore, if it is Amoye who is ranked today, it will definitely not be him who advances.

It's a pity that people are not as good as the sky, and they are expected to compete for the championship, and the worst is also the top three Amoye, who actually stopped in the quarterfinals.

And Lu Jianwei has already entered the semi-finals, as long as he holds up in the next game, he may be able to stabilize the semi-finals.

"He Xiao and Chiyo Guyi are both leaders in the music world, the only one I can compare with is Tang Ming, I hope that he will be the next round to ......"

At the end of the competition, Singaporean Chinese singer Lu Jianwei, who was about to leave, looked at the ranking list hanging above the stage and couldn't help but think to himself.

Tang Ming's results are not dazzling, and he entered the top four steadily, but He Xiao and Chiyo Guyi are fiercer than the other, and the vote rate is basically above 90%, and occasionally it can explode to 95%.

This support has made the two of them the biggest favorites to win the Asian concert, and many people expected that the winner would be decided between the two.

Of course, this is just a speculation, if these two are not coincidentally lined up in the next round, then the finals will not be encountered, and one will inevitably be eliminated.

Lu Jianwei relied on luck to get to this point, and naturally hoped to continue the European spirit and meet the slightly weaker Tang Ming in the finals.

"I always feel underestimated......"

In the exit passage, Tang Ming touched her nose with some feeling, and suddenly said with a smile.

"Haha, Xiao Tang Ming also has a time to be deflated, but as long as you kid doesn't run into He Xiao and Chiyo Guyi, the top three are stable, in that case, there will be two of us in the top three in Huaguo." Lin Yunkai smiled heartlessly on the side.

"Chiyo Valley...... , In fact, compared to He Xiao and Lu Jianwei, I want to compare with Chiyoya Ibi. Tang Ming held her head in her hands, chattering with a little interest.

A few years ago, Tang Ming once had a fight with Chiyo Guyi, and the two released a new album on the same day in the same month, impacting the Asian album sales that month, which was undoubtedly a competition for popularity, and the final result was that Tang Ming was only a few hundred copies short.

It's a pity to think about it now.

"Don't think about it, you were able to compare with Chiyo girl back then because you were at your peak at the time, and she was not the first day in Japan. Lin Yunkai saw Tang Ming's thoughts, and said ruthlessly:

"Besides, girls and men, it must be that girls are more popular, who wants to see you a big man. ”

"That's right...... But what's the situation with He Xiao? He is also a man, not as handsome as me, why is he so popular?" Tang Ming first recognized, suddenly remembered something, and then pointed to He Xiao, who was walking in front, and asked with a dissatisfied face.

"I, maybe it's luck......" He Xiao, who was reminiscing about his game just now, heard the two of them talk about the topic to himself, turned his head and smiled shyly.

Everyone: "......"

This can also be attributed to luck, it is really far-fetched, and it can only be said that this kid's modesty is too much to make people feel a little underwhelmed.

After everyone left the stadium, it was already starry outside, and the finals were scheduled five days later, and the competition team gave everyone plenty of time to prepare.

He Xiao has naturally been rehearsing in the past few days, and has worked with the band to run in more classic songs.

The day before the finals, Seoul, which had always been extremely hot, suddenly cooled down and a hazy light rain fell.

At Seoul Airport, He Xiao held an umbrella and stood silently at the exit of the station, waiting quietly.

After a long time, there was the sound of the arrival of the Yanjing flight in my ears, and not long after, a familiar woman, dressed in an elegant cheongsam, also walked out with an umbrella, looking at him from afar in the drizzle, and then smiled.

"Long time no see—my sir. ”