Hiluda wore a white trailing evening gown, a green wreath on her head, long curly brown hair draped over her chest, her small and delicate features were flawless, and her light blue eyes were sparkling.

The soft white light hit her, like an elf that fell into the world, with a fantasy aura, making people feel like they were in a dream.

In the silence, the sound of tinkling music sounded.

In the public lounge, the singers gathered after singing.

Hearing the prelude music, Liu Qi's eyes lit up, and he blurted out: "Harp!"

As he spoke, a beam of light shone behind her, and a foreign girl appeared on the stage, playing the harp.

Angel couldn't help but complain: "Hilda's vocal range can control all kinds of styles, but what she is best at is this soft style, and it seems that she is the first place again this time." ”

In the aesthetic mood created by the stage, Hiluda opened her mouth to sing, although there was no lyrics, but it made people feel a beautiful picture in their hearts.

In the early morning forest, a beautiful elf girl bathed in the morning light, and the sun sprinkled on her comfortably and softly, harmoniously integrating with nature.

The fawn leaned at the girl's feet to graze, the lark sang on the girl's shoulder, and the time was so quiet and beautiful.

In Zhou Min's lounge, Wu Qin stared at the big screen with a longing face, her hands folded in front of her chest, and her eyes did not blink: "Every girl wants to live like Hilda, and I want to ...... too"

Zhou Min looked at Xiluda stunned.

This song seems to have been taken out by the master when he went to Russia for exchange, right?

"It's so beautiful...... Hong Sirong looked at Xiluda, who was wrapped in a halo in the center of the stage, and couldn't help but murmur.

"It's okay, it's not as good as Amin. Mi Ranran glanced at her a little dissatisfied.

My best friend is too undetermined in her heart, unlike her, with Amin in her heart, she can't pretend to be other idols anymore, it seems that she has to give her an ideological education lesson after the game.

In the moving song, Hiluda raised her head slightly and opened her arms, as if to embrace the non-existent sun.

At this time, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, making the audience's emotions tense.

Just when they thought that Siluda was going to transpose, her singing stopped.

The world full of light and dreams shattered in an instant, causing everyone to wake up and offer sincere applause.

"Absolutely!"

In the public lounge, Liu Qi slapped his thigh violently.

"It's an impressionist piece of music, and Hiluda handles it beautifully, it's amazing! How come I haven't heard such a good piece before......?

He repeated the tune just now, admiring and admiring.

At this time, Hong Ming had already walked on the stage, smiled at Xiluda and nodded: "I'm curious who wrote this "Brown-Haired Girl" to you, why is there no name in the composition column?"

Shiluda shook her head and said in standard Mandarin, "I don't know who the author of the song is. Although I would love to have written this song for me, unfortunately, I don't have the qualifications.

Four years ago, we invited Chinese musicians to a music exchange meeting, and my piano teacher picked it up at the farewell party, and the original paper was written "Brown-Haired Girl" in Chinese characters, and the paper was also stained with red wine.

Can you imagine that story?

An elderly Chinese musician and a country brown-haired girl fall in love at first sight, but just after falling in love, they are about to be helplessly separated, and in grief, they write a song to commemorate their beautiful encounter, which is really romantic.

One of the purposes of my visit to China this time was to find the author and buy the license to the song. ”

In the lounge, Zhou Min held his forehead with a smile.

These old hairy people have really big brains, and they have made up some messy things in their brains.

Master was probably a little drunk at the time, and mistakenly used that piece of paper for a napkin, right? The next time we met, we had to count him down......

Hong Ming on the stage suddenly realized, and finally understood why Xiluda agreed to her invitation, and comforted her: "Don't worry, we will try our best to help you find the author." Mr. Shanhe, what do you think of the song Xiluda?"

"It's an unearthly piece of music, a soft, shimmering melody that makes me dreamy. Siruda, you are the most beloved darling of the Creator, the best gift God has given to the world!"

Zhao Shanhe tried his best to praise him, and Hong Ming shook his head weakly on the side, the show has reached the ninth episode, and this guy's praise hasn't been used up yet?

Hiluda smiled and thanked her, then slowly walked off the stage.

Hong Ming waited for the audience's applause to stop cheering off Xiluda, cleared his throat, and read: "The next player to appear on the stage is the kicker in this game, and he is also the last singer to sing in this issue." ”

"Amin!"

A scream rang out.

Hong Ming couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this familiar voice, followed the sound and found that it was his daughter, glared at her angrily, and continued to read: "The singer who will appear next is really admirable."

Born in a prestigious university and with outstanding talents, he originally had a bright future that most of his peers would envy, but he was willing to go incognito at the best age to support education in poor areas.

After a long silence, his burst of power was incomparably bright, making everyone look up to him.

Let us welcome the new king of rock and roll - Zhou Min with warm applause!

There was a burst of warm applause under the stage, and at the same time, there was also a whispered discussion among the people.

"Who is Zhou Min?"

"Zhou Min came, but I didn't expect it to be him who came to kick the gym, I like his songs very much. ”

"There is finally a serious rock singer on the stage of "The King of Singers"!"

"Xiaoqing, don't blink with your eyes wide, Zhou Min is very handsome!"

Mi Ranran and Hong Sirong suppressed the excitement in their hearts, and held up the support card with Zhou Min's name high, causing the people around them to look at each other for a while.

Hong Sirong whispered: "My dad glared at me just now, maybe he thought we were too noisy, you should be restrained when Amin comes out later, otherwise our tickets for the next show will be gone." ”

Mi Ranran rolled her eyes, and said in her heart I restrained my hair, it was obviously your name just now, okay?

However, she was embarrassed to refute and nodded helplessly.

In the public lounge, Angel stood up from the sofa, raised her hands and cheered, "Min, Min!" Then walked around the sofa, grabbed her singer's assistant by the shoulders and shook it, "It's really Min, I guessed right! I can see Minmin with my own eyes, let's see if my makeup is repaired!"

The assistant was shaken by her, and she kept her mouth shut and didn't want to speak.

The other singers looked at her with surprise on their faces, but they didn't expect this female singer from the United States to have such a fanatical side.

Liu Qi withdrew his gaze from her, looked at the others and said, "Do you know Zhou Min, you feel very powerful?"

Qian Hong thought of the time to sing for the White Swan, and couldn't help laughing: "Zhou Min is really powerful, I sang his song once, and it was the scene of the car accident." I said how it sounded familiar during the rehearsal, and the emotional Hong Ming brought him here. ”

He knows Qian Hong's singing skills, and even Qian Hong can't sing well, so to what extent?

Liu Qi showed a surprised expression, turned his face back to look at the big screen: "I'm kind of looking forward to his singing." ”

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