When Xu Qian was shocked by the lyrics, Su Yingying listened to Shen Hanyang's singing skills and was really amazed.

She is a graduate of the Conservatory of Music and has studied folk songs, so she is very sensitive to singers' singing skills.

Shen Hanyang's voice was as clear as water, and he sang without a trace of fireworks, as if the independent Pianpian son had traveled through thousands of years and told a legendary story to everyone.

When I close my eyes, an ink painting comes to mind, and with the continuation of the song, the ink painting turns one by one, connecting into a complete story.

This kind of fascinating singing skill is exactly the realm she is currently pursuing, and she can only barely achieve it when she sings her own "Wild Son"!

Listening to Shen Hanyang's singing, she opened her eyes again, and shook her head slightly with an expression of amazement, she couldn't believe that a singer with such excellent singing skills had not been famous until now!

Do all the people in his company eat white rice?

However, the real situation is that Shen Hanyang's singing skills were raised by her out of thin air.

After the accompaniment was recorded, Shen Hanyang practiced singing under Lao Luo's urging, but unfortunately, although Shen Hanyang's singing skills reached the standard, his feelings were completely integrated into the singing, and the songs he sang were like those synthesized by the machine, and Lao Luo was dumbfounded.

He didn't expect in advance that Shen Hanyang couldn't even get into the songs he wrote, and while feeling eye-opening, he was about to scratch his already thinning hair.

After pondering and meditating for a whole day, he finally came up with a way, discussed the lyrics with Shen Hanyang sentence by sentence, and put together a story for Shen Hanyang to sing from a third perspective independent of the story, making Shen Hanyang's emotionless singing style a special advantage.

As a result, the effect of Shen Hanyang singing like this was unexpectedly good, and after singing it again, even Lao Luo, the initiator, shouted incredible.

What he didn't know was that Shen Hanyang had studied storytelling and cross talk when he was a child.

After practicing Tongzigong for two years, the master felt that this child was too smart, and there was no tendency to become ugly at all, although he was very talented, but he was not born to eat this line of food, so he could only regretfully give up on him and let him find another way to make a living.

Shen Hanyang can't do anything else, the basic skills of storytelling are still very solid, let him tell stories and tell stories, and he will give full play to his advantages at once.

In the spit room, Li Xian watched Shen Hanyang's performance, with a surprised expression, his eyes that grew into a slit opened for the first time, stared at the ruler with small round eyes, and shouted: "Take back what you just said!"

The ruler turned his face in shock: "What did I say?"

Li Xian said with a serious face: "The sentence "Mao Tianxing and Tomorrow's Star", this show should be called "Shen Hanyang and Others", Shen Hanyang is alone, there is an empty file in the middle, Mao Tianxing is below, another empty file, and then others. ”

The ruler sneered, turned his face back to look at the big screen, and said with a look of adoration: "It seems that you have been a fan of Shen Hanyang, but as a flute lover, I can say responsibly, the flute in this accompaniment is at the level of a great fairy! ”

Li Xian grinned and took a breath, and immediately made a begging for mercy: "You can spare me, if you blow it again, all the employees in the company will have to come to me for sick leave, and you won't go to work one day!"

When the two of them were joking, in the live broadcast room of the goose factory, hundreds of barrages swiped the screen, covering all the pictures.

"But I have no culture, so I go to the world in a slump!"

"This lyrics, this composition, this singing skill...... The other players should go home, blind to see, Shen Hanyang is the star of tomorrow!"

"This word is well written, just to compile a textbook, included it, there is still one song missing, looking forward to his next song, I hope it won't disappoint me. ”

"The hope of the whole company seems to be stronger than that of Mao Superstar, it is incredible that there are so many excellent players in this show. ”

"The goose factory is finally reliable, and I chased this show. ”

On the stage, Shen Hanyang had already sung the last chorus: "Azure is waiting for the smoke and rain and I'm waiting for you, the moonlight is salvaged and fainted, like the blue and white porcelain that has been handed down from generation to generation, you are beautiful, and you have a smile in your eyes." ”

In the accompaniment, a guzheng sound sounded, followed by the sound of a wooden fish, and the original soundtrack was completely reversed, and they took care of each other, creating a feeling of the story being played backwards, and Xu Qian couldn't help but pat his thigh.

What a great arrangement!

Xu Qian lowered his head and looked at the information in his hand again, and the word "Lao Luo" was written on the line of arrangement, a very unfamiliar name, and I was sure that I didn't know it.

Looking down, the flute Xiao Dou, the guitar A Bai, the guzheng ......

He didn't even know anyone?

Xu Qian was slightly stunned, then read the lyrics again, raised his head, and looked at Shen Hanyang with an expression of disbelief: "The lyrics of your song "Blue and White Porcelain" are so wonderful, the sky is blue and waiting for the smoke and rain, and I am waiting for you...... Plantains provoke showers, and door knockers provoke patina...... This kind of writing skills can be honed by years of studying poetry!"

Hearing the judges' praise, Shen Hanyang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, feeling that the promotion should be stable, but as soon as he was proud in his heart, the disgusted look of Lao Luo when he hit himself jumped out of his mind, sighed, and lowered his head: "It can only be regarded as so-so, let's sing it alive." ”

Xu Qian opened his mouth and showed a ghostly expression.

It's going to be so-so, I'm afraid all my songs are going to be thrown in the trash!

Looking at Shen Hanyang, who looked completely unconfident, he was speechless all of a sudden.

At this time, Su Yingying spoke: "Shen Hanyang, your singing skills are the best I have heard of everyone now, why don't you go to the magic sound track?"

Shen Hanyang said with a wry smile: "My singing skills are also so-so, compared to singing skills and creation, in fact, I am more confident in my appearance." ”

Su Yingying was slightly stunned, and looked at Shen Hanyang carefully, just now she was just listening to the song, and she didn't care too much about his appearance, but now when she looks, Shen Hanyang has a very comfortable face, sword eyebrows, starry eyes, and a tear mole under the right corner of the eye, handsome and memorable, really a handsome guy!

"Then why didn't you go to the beauty track?"

Su Yingying came back to her senses and asked in some surprise.

Shen Hanyang looked at the judges' seat with adoring eyes: "Because I'm a fan of the two of you, I'll go wherever you two are on the track." ”

Su Yingying said in surprise: "It's such an honor that you are actually my fan!"

Xu Qian rolled his eyes at her slightly, then looked at Shen Hanyang with a suspicious gaze, and asked, "Which song do you like about me?"

Shen Hanyang said seriously: "I like everything!"

Xu Qian sneered, and he couldn't hold back his laughter anymore: "Hahaha, you hypocritical guy! You can speak! You have passed!"