Chapter 97: Which Side to Vote For

"That's right, Shao Long and they are really playing "Changban Slope", and there is no repetition at all. ”

But more people simply ignored the doubts of a few students, and cheered enthusiastically-

"Come on Peking Opera Society!"

"She", "She", "She!"

"Lin Qian, Lin Qian, Lin Qian, Lin Qian!!"

"Qin Dawei Qin Dawei Qin Dawei !!"

The prelude to "She" sounded, and the lights on the stage changed, rendering a gray sky as if it was before dawn.

She ...... He has long fiery red hair......"

As soon as he entered the singing state, Lin Qian's tone was completely different from when he spoke just now.

Everyone could clearly hear that it was indeed the same person's voice, but the feeling that was originally as clean and magnetic as the sun had turned into a strange emptiness and confusion.

"Like the most gorgeous summer ...... in the dark"

Lin Qian's second sentence slowly came out, whispering like a white voice, but it just made people feel a kind of horror hidden under the seemingly calm.

With the face of the immortal on his face, the leg bone microphone in his hand, and the outfit of that body, Qin Dawei danced weirdly......

It was as if the entire auditorium had become that mysterious town, and the audience under the stage was an immersive spectator.

Everyone was captivated by his singing, and even the students, who were unhappy with him repeating it twice at first, kept their mouths shut and enjoyed his performance. Now they understand why Lin Qian dared to sing this song twice, this famous "She" is so special and brilliant under his and other performances by the Peking Opera Society, even if it is performed three times, there will still be many people watching it!

The people under the stage couldn't move, those who had already heard it once enjoyed it a second time, and those who had not heard it erupted in amazement from time to time for Lin Qian's interpretation of this song.

The end of the song.

The applause thundered, and the roof was almost torn off.

Lin Qian led all the members of the Peking Opera Society to take a curtain call, bowed elegantly, and said sincerely: "I hope everyone can vote for us." ”

"Cast!!"

"Must vote !!"

"Invest in !!!"

There was a lot of noise under the stage, and many people held up the red tickets in their hands to express their support for the Peking Opera Society.

Even the fans who originally supported the Rock Club and just said to come and see it were entangled: "The Peking Opera Club performed too well, the Rock Club can't compare with them at all, what should I do, I want to join the Peking Opera Club, but I like Shao Long so much......"

"What does Shao Long have to like?" said a person in the know, "This competition was originally because the Rock Club always made noise and bullied the Peking Opera Club, and the Peking Opera Club really couldn't stand it, and it was only after negotiating with them countless times that it didn't work, so there was this competition." Even if you like handsome guys, you have to like a person with three positive views, right? Shao Long's three views are not correct. ”

"Don't you say that about Shao Long!" Some fans of Shao Long exploded on the spot.

But there are also sensible fans: "I didn't expect it to be like this? Then I'd better vote for the Peking Opera Society." ”

"Yes, let's vote for the Peking Opera Society, it's not easy for them, you just found out no, Qin Dawei has two flags behind him that are broken, and he wrapped it with tape several times. ”

"Really?!I just watched Shao Long singing "Changban Slope" in the rock club, wearing Zhao Yun's armor and banner, brand new and brand-new. ”

"The performance is not as good as Qin Dawei, Qin Dawei also blew up Shao Long with the broken flag on his back. ”