Zeng Shuang was like a fairy who walked slowly down the rockery, and walked lightly to the center of the stage in the elegant and comfortable melody of ancient music.

On the road she walked, lotus flowers made of pink lights quietly bloomed, and the beautiful picture amazed countless people to the point of suffocation.

"Dik-dong...... Didong ......"

In the sound of water droplets, a drop of ink appeared on the big screen, and a beautiful ink painting was instantly dyed.

Zeng Shuang slowly picked up the microphone, the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, and his voice was ethereal like an ancient float.

"The ink has entered the water, crossing a pool of blue and white flowers, picking five red stars, picking bamboo and going home.

The wind came, buried a mulberry hemp, a robe, and put down the acacia. ”

The beautiful singing voice is like a jade liquid, which fills the air with a slightly drunken atmosphere, and also dyes the ink on the big screen into watercolor.

This picture is so beautiful, this song is so beautiful, it makes people intoxicated and don't want to wake up.

When he finished singing, Zeng Shuang had already come to the center of the stage, walked behind the guzheng player, and sat on the side of a stone table next to the pipa player. And the ground around them was full of lotus flowers illuminated by pink lights.

Chen Amin put down the jade flute on his lips, walked slowly down the bridge, and walked towards Zeng Shuang, responding with a beautiful and atmospheric voice, just like a general who returned after experiencing the vicissitudes of life, walking towards the beautiful woman to be married.

"Ten miles of peach blossoms, the years to be married, the pearls of the phoenix crown, pull into the hair.

The sandalwood is blowing, the jade bracelet is light, and there is a light, bud-colored tea. ”

When singing here, Chen Amin also came to the stone table, he lifted the front swing, put down the jade flute, and sat opposite Zeng Shuang with love in his eyes.

Zeng Shuang twisted a piece of purple sand with her orchid fingers, gently poured a cup of tea, and chanted while pouring the tea.

"If the mountains and rivers in my heart were seen in your eyes,

I prayed one lotus at a time. ”

Chen Amin took the tea cup handed by Zeng Shuang, and sang while pushing the waves in the tea with the lid of the cup.

"How do you know that the floating grass is old, and the years urge people to grow old,

Wind and moon flowers and birds, a smile on the dust. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, raised the teacup together, replaced the wine with tea, slammed the teacup with respect, and each lowered their heads and took a sip of tea.

In the beautiful melody, several girls standing in the corner of the stage sang an intoxicating chorus with the softest voices.

"Ah...... Ah......h

The lights of the stage gradually dimmed, and the sound of the guzheng suddenly became urgent, and the rapid sound of the pipa also revealed the killing intention of the Jin Ge Iron Horse.

On the big screen, there was a picture of the battlefield splashed with ink, and the sound of fighting on the battlefield also appeared in the background music.

This process did not last long, and the stage soon returned to its previous artistic conception, but people's mood could no longer be calm.

The lights of the stage slowly brightened, and the melody of "Half a Pot of Yarn" continued to sound seamlessly.

Zeng Shuang and Chen Amin beside the stone table had already stood up, the two looked at each other across the stone table, first sang the main song and chorus again as before, and then the whole song changed the key, although the melody sounded unchanged, but it gave people the feeling that the mood of this song was no longer as plain as before, but became excited.

The voices of the two merged together, and while singing the chorus part in a duet, they stepped backwards step by step, and their eyes were full of reluctance.

"If the mountains and rivers in my heart were seen in your eyes,

I prayed one lotus at a time.

How do you know that the floating grass is old, and the years urge people to grow old,

Wind and moon flowers and birds, a smile on the dust......"

As the distance between the two became farther and farther apart, their singing voices became smaller and smaller, until Chen Amin retreated from the stage and left the public eye, leaving only the melody of the accompaniment.

Obviously, it is still that soft and beautiful music, but I don't know what's going on, but listening to it in my ears at this time, it sours the tip of countless people's noses.

Suddenly, all the sounds stopped, and two samurai in armor stepped onto the stage, one holding a pair of tattered armor in one hand and one holding a black urn.

Zeng Shuang raised her head, her eyes were closed, her lips trembled, and crystal clear tears slipped from the corners of her eyes.

"Ah...... Ah......h

Her best super-high sound, even if there is no accompaniment at this time, still does not look abrupt, and stains the eyes of countless people.

Pipa and guzheng players put down their instruments and hold up rouge gouache.

After Zeng Shuang finished venting her emotions, she wiped away her tears, put on red makeup on the bronze mirror, and then untied her belt and took off the long skirt on her body, revealing the red clothes that had been worn inside.

She walked resolutely to the two warriors, took the urn, and snuggled up to the tattered armor.

In the air, a red cloth slowly fell, and in the dimmer and dimmer light, it covered Zeng Shuang's head, drawing a perfect end to Zeng Shuang's performance.

At this time, the audience was silent, so quiet that it was almost audible, as if everyone was still immersed in the song, picture, and plot just now and did not come out.

I don't know how long it took, I don't know who clapped his palms first, and then the audience erupted in thunderous applause, almost everyone stood up, and some people applauded vigorously while wiping their tears.

In the center of the stage, Zeng Shuang didn't take off her hijab, her shoulders trembled slightly, and she was shedding tears.

Brothers, I did my best, I even entered the plot, I took care of all the details, and how much recognition I can get next is not something I can control.

Brothers, mentor Chang Yisen, will you be proud of me?

At the second scene, Liu Jingxin and his brothers were silent at this time, everyone's eyes were slightly red, and their hearts were full of relief.

The most perfect sister, who put on such a perfect performance at such a crucial stage of the competition, must have given a lot, she must have worked very hard, right?

It's worth it!

After a while, when the staff quickly removed the stage set, Zeng Shuang, who was dressed in red, took off his hijab and stood up.

At this time, she had adjusted her emotions and could calmly face everyone on the scene and face the camera.

This time, she cried on stage again, but she had worked hard not to be seen, and she had really grown a lot.

The host Zhang Jin came to Zeng Shuang's side, gave Zeng Shuang a thumbs up, and whispered "congratulations" to Zeng Shuang.

"Huh?" Zeng Shuang was a little confused, so he was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, knowing that he must have received a lot of votes.

Zhang Jin waited for the scene to calm down again, and after the assistant singer Chen Amin returned to the stage, he smiled and said: "Although as a host, I can't be biased towards any contestant on this stage, but I can't help but say now that this is my favorite performance so far today." I'm really blown away!Three gurus, what do you think?"