Chapter 131: Who Are You Talking About?

The voice is tactful and lingering.

As soon as Lin Qian heard him sing, he was even more sure that the president of Lihua had not received systematic and professional training in Peking Opera, and he bitten the words in a plausible way, similar in shape but not in appearance. However, because this president of Ewha has a wild charm, he has covered up this unprofessional shortcoming. At least for this qualifier, his performance has already shocked the audience.

Lin Qian nodded slightly when he heard this.

Qin Dawei looked at him in surprise: "What are you nodding?"

"That's a good song. Lin Qian said.

Qin Dawei scoffed: "Not bad, I thought that the standard of singing well in your heart would be higher." Even if this sissy seems to have two brushes, even I can hear that he sings a little less Yu Ji! Lin Qian, if you want to rap well, it is better for you to sing a cappella for me on the road outside the school clinic, and you will be a Yu Ji alive. You say you sing so well, but now you say that this little goblin sings well?"

President Ewha sings with a demonic spirit and attracts people's attention, but it is unprofessional, and it is too soft and coquettish, without Yu Ji's charm and charm, it is a hard injury.

Lin Qian glanced at Qin Dawei.

Qin Dawei: "What do you see?"

Lin Qian: "...... It's nothing. ”

Qin Dawei, do you know that your standards are really strict? Do you know that Lin Zichen was the standard on the first day of the Peking Opera industry?

This qualifier is not to be compared.

Lin Qian silently listened to President Ewha sing, took out his mobile phone, and gave the president a score: 8.3 points.

At present, the highest score of the participating teams is 7.73 points, and the 8.3 points given by Lin Qian are really high. Qin Dawei stretched his neck to watch him score, and when he saw that he was so tall, his face showed disdain, and he gave a score of 6.0. This is also the highest score he has given so far.

Several people from the Peking Opera Club of Jiangcheng University returned to the makeup mirror backstage while scoring.

The voice of the front desk host came into their ears from time to time, this pear blossom club of West Pear University, the final score was higher than that given by Lin Qian, with a full score of 8.8, and the judges also encouraged the president.

"Isn't it, 8.8?" backstage, Qin Dawei was indignant, "It's still 8.8 at this level?" Lin Qian, if you want to say that you sang "Farewell My Concubine" on the trail outside the infirmary to the judges that day, then the judges must not cry excitedly? He has 8.8, and it would be too much to say if he didn't give you a 10 or 20 points. ”

"Who are you talking about?"

As he spoke, a lazy and charming male voice sounded behind him, and it was the president of the Ewha Society who had returned.

Lin Qian and Qin Dawei turned around for them, and they saw him surrounded by a group of people from the Pear Blossom Society. President Pear Blossom in the crowd still had the misty demonic aura on his face when he sang on the stage just now, looked at Lin Qian, and said softly: "Look at your appearance, how ugly, what is it? ”

As he spoke, he covered his sleeve and laughed.

"Hey, what are you proud of?" It was Su Xia who spoke, although she thought that this Pear Blossom President sang very well, but she couldn't stand him bullying people, "Lin Qian sings better than you, what's wrong?"

"Ha, you have the ability to sing Yu Ji. The president of the Pear Flower Club looked at Lin Qian and smiled, "Look at the red you are wearing, so festive, you don't have any taste at all, isn't this Yu Ji? Don't dare to compare Yu Ji with me, don't say anything that can get 10 or 20 points, who wouldn't talk nonsense?"