When the music ended, six MJs in white dresses turned into six meteors and flew into the rainy night sky.

Lu Yifan took off his hat, faced the dense drizzle, opened his arms, and let the raindrops wash his face.

"MJ, have you seen it, I have sprinkled your faith on this land where you shouldn't have been......" Lu Yifan said silently in his heart.

At the moment when Lu Yifan's performance ended, the four mentors stood up collectively, and the audience shouted as if they were carnival.

The chaotic scene took more than ten minutes before order was restored under the repeated persuasion of the security guard and the host.

The audience was surprised to find that there were many female fans who fainted because they were too excited when Lu Yifan's performance was not over.

Many female fans were rushed to the ambulance under the emergency support of the staff.

When it was the mentor's turn to comment, the four mentors competed for me, grabbing the microphone and wanting to speak.

Or Naying, a female man from the Northeast, is more bold, holding the microphone with one hand and covering it on the ****, which made the other three male tutors embarrassed to rob her.

Picking up the microphone, the eagle said excitedly: "If it was before, I have nothing to say if Lu Yifan was eliminated." But even I, who can't dance, can see the charm of this dance. If he doesn't advance to the top three today, then the old lady's words will be written upside down!"

The last two sentences were almost shouted, and the cheers of the audience restarted, and thunderous applause rumbled in the stadium.

Even people who hate Lu Yifan can't deny the objective fact that his dance is good.

Even Sui Qian, who performed best today, couldn't reach one ten-thousandth of Lu Yifan's!

Sui Qian looked at the eagle who had completely stopped suppressing himself, and his face was pale.

He never dreamed that he could dance like this.

"Lu Yifan! Lu Yifan!"

At this moment, the shouts of 100,000 people at the scene converged into one name, and the huge shouts, like depth charges, exploded from the TV set to the ears of the audience in front of the TV set.

The buzzing roar made the audience in front of the TV feel as if they were also in the scene.

In the center of the stage, Lu Yifan gently lowered the top hat, and the corner of his mouth appeared with that evil smile.

couldn't stand the eagle's endless words of praise, Miao Feng, the godfather of the music world, stood up, snatched the microphone from the eagle's hand, and said, "Teacher, I'm sorry I interrupted you!"

Probably realizing that what he said was a bit excessive, the eagle smiled a little embarrassedly and said: "You said that you said, but I just finished praising everything I can praise, you have to put forward some constructive suggestions." ”

The audience laughed, and they were all adored by this big grinning Northeast elder sister.

It's so funny to be so old and cute!

Miao Feng stared at Lu Yifan on the stage, with a strange light in his eyes.

"Lu Yifan, I want to ask you, are this song and this dance your original?"

Lu Yifan raised his head, picked up the microphone handed over by Hua Shao, and glanced around the stage.

Looking at the expectant eyes of the audience, Lu Yifan just smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, I broke my promise." This song and this dance are not original to me. ”

"Impossible!" said Yi Sen immediately.

Because they were afraid that the mentors would snatch the microphone again, the people of the Voice program team urgently sent a microphone to each of them.

"Ouch, Lao Yi, why do you react so much? Are you so unhappy when a child sings someone else's song?" Zhou Jielong said speechlessly.

"That's not what I meant. Lu Yifan, I was born in Western music in the early years, and I even know more about Western pop songs than Mr. Naying. This song of yours is definitely a song that can only be written by singers above the sun level, and that dance is definitely not something that can be made up by idle people. But I've never heard of such a song, so I want to ask, whose work is this song and this dance?" Yi Sen stared at Lu Yifan, his eyes burning like magma.

If it is really as Lu Yifan said, then Yi Sen, a dance fan, will have to visit the original author of this dance even if it costs a lot.

Lu Yifan raised the microphone and said: "He is my enlightenment teacher of dance, and it is he who let me know that there is such a magical and charming dance in the world." He's also by far one of my biggest admirers, one of them! His name is Mike Jackson, and he's an American. ”

"Mike Jackson?" Miao Feng muttered with some confusion.

It stands to reason that he Miao Feng should not have heard of such a talented singer, but why can't he think of such a talented singer when he thinks about the most famous singer in the West?

"Where is he now, can he reveal the private information of this teacher of yours?" Miao Feng couldn't help but ask.

Sighing, Lu Yifan said bitterly: "He has passed away." The holographic projections you just saw were my teacher and one of the best people in the world dancing. ”

Lu Yifan deliberately said that the murderous aura he condensed was a holographic projection, so that everyone could accept and understand it better.

"I've used holographic projection technology in concerts, but your holographic projection technology is also too powerful, right? I didn't realize that those people were virtual characters at all. And...... Where's your holographic projector? When I was in a concert, I had a very large holographic projector that could produce a little bit of a hologram. The eagle asked.

Looking at the puzzled eyes of the four mentors, and also looking at the same expressions of the audience, Lu Yifan exhaled, grabbed the void with one hand, and a burning fireball appeared in his hand.

The fiery red flames kept changing in his hand, and Lu Yifan was thinking about the image of MJ in his previous life at this time, and countless pieces of information poured into the fireball in his hand, making the fireball gradually turn into an eerie blue.

In the surprised eyes of the audience, Lu Yifan threw the eerie fireball like a ghost fire.

After a "boom", the fireball exploded, and an MJ wearing sunglasses, wearing a shiny outfit, pressing one hand on the back of his head, and pointing the other hand at the sky, appeared!

"I have a holographic projector hidden on my body, a technology that I am the only one in the world that I have mastered. Now the one who appears next to me is my idol MJ, and the only dancing god in my heart. I hope The Voice can give him a little time to perform on his own. Lu Yifan said with a slight emotion.

The world without MJ is empty.

If everyone can see MJ's performance, even for a minute, then he is satisfied.

(End of chapter)