Hua Shao: "It seems that Zhang Sheng, you are very dissatisfied with this number of votes! Then how many votes do you think you should get? It won't be a thousand votes, right?"

A thousand votes is a full ticket.

A full ticket is, of course, impossible.

Zhang Sheng's heart is like a mirror.

Jerry, who has a grudge against him... It is impossible to vote for him.

Some people who don't like him and think he's ugly... It is impossible to vote for him.

Remove a few more who are very lazy and don't want to vote if anyone sings.

There are also some who have gone to the toilet and have not come back until now.

It seems, this is about the same number of votes?

Zhang Sheng blinked and said uncertainly, "996?"

"996?" Hua Shao laughed, "Yes, you want to work overtime!"

"I can't come," Zhang Sheng hurriedly waved his hand, "I'm too empty." ”

"Phew~"

There was a sigh from the audience.

"This man is really funny, he says he is false. ”

"Look at him like this, maybe what he said is true!"

"Take a closer look... He wasn't that ugly either. ”

"Oh my God, you're blind! They say you don't want to play with your phone all day! You can't see people clearly when you sit in the first row!"

"Hey~ Why are you talking about this again?"

In a burst of laughter from the audience, Zhang Sheng returned to the mentor's seat.

He leaned back in his chair, and his whole body was almost collapsed.

Performing his worst talent before in front of so many people, it's impossible to say that he wasn't nervous. People are nervous, and they will be nervous about a big singer like Wang Sulong, not to mention him as a newcomer!

He relied on his will to support himself so that he barely collapsed on the stage.

"I admire myself. ”

The first time he sang on stage, not only did he not mess up, but he also performed very well.

This should be the most perfect ending for the newcomer.

Zhang Sheng is easy to satisfy.

"After the show, I have to treat myself. ”

He decided, six pieces of five spicy hot portions.

Add at least two hams.

It's beautiful to think about.

He is now a rich man, and the appearance fee of the program team has been transferred to his bank card, and there are more than 700,000 after tax.

But he was still as frugal as ever.

It's already fun to eat Malatang, and it's double the joy of adding two chicken legs.

That's right, the happiness of the rich is as simple and simple as that.

On stage, Hua Shao continued to preside.

The next performer has already been decided.

It's none other than Na Ying, who has always been at odds with him.

Zhang Sheng laughed and laughed.

The program team also said that the order of appearances is completely random.

Na Ying's show was arranged for the finale performance, and it was when Zhang Sheng had just finished singing, there was nothing greasy in it, and Zhang Sheng didn't believe it.

Okay, Na Ying must have reached some kind of ulterior deal with Jerry, otherwise how could someone of Na Ying's level be angry for her?

It's just a pity.

Superstar Mao is not easy to be arranged to the end.

In the end, the performance pressure is the greatest, the audience has already listened to the whole show, and the attention is not as concentrated as at the beginning. No matter how well he sings, scoring or something, it's all fate.

Na Ying was well prepared, and the lights and music appeared on the stage together.

She sang "Heavenly Road", which is Han Hong's masterpiece.

It is difficult to imitate other people's songs to be vivid, except for people who cheat like Zhang Sheng, most singers sing their own style.

Na Ying... She sings pretty well.

Except that the voice is not as clear as Han Hong's, the treble is not as loud as Han Hong's, and the skills are not as beautiful as Han Hong's, these shortcomings can be big or small, there are almost no problems.

Add to that her bewildering expression and movements... The layman will only think that she sings quite well. Although she is not a good person, she is at least excellent in some professional aspects.

"Early in the morning, I stood in the green pasture. Seeing the Condor, clothed in that glow..."

Na Ying is still singing on it.

Mao Buyi leaned over and whispered to Zhang Sheng, "The song you wrote just now is awesome." ”

Zhang Sheng responded with a smile, "Hey, it's all nonsense." ”

Mao Buyi and Zhang Sheng glanced at each other, he took the microphone to the side and said, "Seriously, you have to be careful of Na Ying, she often suppresses newcomers." And she has the support of a consortium behind her, if you offend her, I'm afraid there will be no good fruit to eat. ”

Frequent suppression of newcomers?

This is really exciting news.

Consortium support?

What is that...

He doesn't plan to go into the entertainment industry.

After recording this show, he still has to go back to school! He has to be admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University!

Is there anything more joyful in this world than learning?

No!

Thinking about it, Zhang Sheng nodded and said with a smile, "I know." ”

Mao Buyi put the microphone in place, he put on a smiling face and looked at Na Ying who was performing on stage. Not easily offending other teachers is the basic cultivation of an artist.

On stage, the lights slowly gathered, the bubbles disappeared, and the show was about to end.

"Yalasuo, that's Qinghai-Tibet High ~~~~"

"呲~"

"Original. ”

This is the end of Na Ying's last treble.

Like a reborn warrior, she looked ahead and clenched her left hand.

The light shone on her, causing the crown on her head to glow golden. At this moment, she was radiant.

The audience applauded Na Ying, and they said:

"It's so good to sing! It's a master, and the level is different. The sound was like a marshmallow, sweet and silky. ”

"It's okay. I don't think it's as good as I listen to it on my phone. ”

"You know what, it's because in the field, not in the studio, the tone is of course different. ”

"Is that so? But I think it's weird to hear. ”

"Of course that's the case, after all, that's Na Ying! how could she not sing this song!"

The masses who don't know the truth spread the truth, and they all think that she sings well!

Mao Buyi and Wang Sulong on the mentor's seat frowned together when they heard these words. They are nitpicky about their voices and strive for perfection, and they find the problem very early.

Although the previously mentioned problems can be forgiven.

But her last sentence seems to be sung?

Zhang Sheng squinted, a little gloating.

"The treble didn't go up!

"You also deliberately transpose the sound to blind our ears? Who are you bluffing?"

"You think we're just as foolish as the audience!"

Yes, Na Ying just sang.

It's actually nothing to sing, and it's normal for there to be mistakes in live performances.

But the problem is that her interpretation of this song is not as good as Han Hong's interpretation, and she also made mistakes. These two things are added together, and if you score professionally and study it carefully, I'm afraid she will fail!

Zhang Sheng thought in his heart: If Han Hong knows, someone will sing her works like this. With her straightforward personality, she may be able to spray directly.

"But..."

Zhang Sheng shook his head, denying the idea.

Thinking about it, I also know that Han Hong should not hear this mistake.

The mistake was so small that few people could hear it. If you add the million tuning in the later stage, she can't hear it at all when the show is broadcast.

The instructor on the stage frowned and said nothing, and the audience didn't think so much.

They are more concerned about Na Ying's stage performance and her stunning posture at the end.

If you look at a single round of performances, she's not bad.

Hua Shao came to the stage.

He asked Na Ying, "How do you feel about your own performance?"

Na Ying said unceremoniously: "Perfect!"

Hua Shao blinked, it was still the Na Ying he knew.

He looked at the mentor's seat and asked Mao Buyi first, "Mao Buyi, what do you think?"

Mao Buyi's lips opened and closed up and down, and his eyes blinked and blinked. It could be seen that Mao Buyi was constantly organizing language in his heart, and after half a sound, he sighed and said, "Hey, it's good." ”

"It's still as brief as before!" Hua Shao didn't feel anything wrong, when Mao Buyi commented on Zhang Sheng just now, he was also so short.

Hua Shao asked Wang Sulong again: "Wang Sulong, what do you think?"

Wang Sulong's face remained unchanged, and he repeated Mao's words, "It's good." ”

Hua Shao's face changed slightly, he felt that something was wrong, with Wang Sulong's talkative nature, it was impossible to just say such a sentence, there must be something he didn't know about happening.

"Could it be that Na Ying's singing made a mistake?"

Hua Shao had this doubt in his heart, but soon this thought disappeared from his mind.

"No way, she can't have a problem, she's a music veteran, she won't make mistakes. ”

Hua Shao saw that Wang Sulong had no intention of continuing to speak, so he asked Zhang Sheng again, "Zhang Sheng, what do you think of Na Ying's singing? You can't fool around anymore, you have to say more." ”

Na Ying looked up at Zhang Sheng, she saw the banter in Zhang Sheng's eyes, and a trace of something bad flashed in her eyes.

"He can hear that pronunciation? No way, he's just an amateur!"

"It doesn't make sense, he's just bluffing. ”

"Heh, you want to lie to me, you're still tender!"

Na Ying's eyebrows were full of trouble, and she had a bottom in her heart.

Zhang Sheng picked up the microphone, a little eager to try, before spraying people, Zhang Sheng deliberately asked Hua Shao, "Can I tell the truth?"

Hua Shao's bad premonition in his heart was even stronger, and he subconsciously shook his head.

Zhang Sheng saw Hua Shao's action, he put down the microphone, "Then I have nothing to say." ”