Chapter 145: The First Round of Singers
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"Somebody loses the title and nothing else. ”
"As long as you're hypocritical enough,"
"You're not afraid of the devil, are you?"
"If the script is written, who is more noble than whom. ”
"I can only be silent, beautiful and innocent. ”
"When desire begins to crave the cup, there are more opportunities. ”
"Fearless as dust. ”
"Turning to ashes, who recognizes who cares if he is worthy or not!"
“……”
Su Cong stood on the stage, looking at the stage with lost eyes, but his mind fell into memories.
Some of the hardships and struggles in his previous life appeared in his mind one by one.
A feeling of sadness emanates from within the body.
A song is over.
The scene fell silent.
No one cheered.
There was a brief silence, and it seemed a little sad.
……
Moment.
Meng Qi;" The cold tone of the ice blade, the scar after the mask is revealed, this song with a pop-rock style sings a different kind of heart like a knife than hoarseness, so that the listener is moved, 'mask', I am really curious which big name in the entertainment industry you are. ”
The mentors were the first to speak, breaking the silence of the scene.
"Urbansoul tune, black and white in the dark night." As if singing the heart of an idol singer, he used to be noticed on the glamorous stage, but now he is only himself in the dark. The skin will grow old, and the people who follow them will eventually stay away, and keeping the love in their hearts is the value of existence. Simple lyrics, full of heartfelt voices. ”
Da Liangpi pretended to analyze in silence, if it was only for the lyrics and songs, the analysis was in place, Da Liangpi paused, and then asked, "Are you an idol singer?"
Hearing Da Liangpi's words, Wang Wuyang glanced at the other party without curiosity, and opened his mouth to tell a fact: "Funny, can an idol singer have such singing skills?"
Da Liangpi was dumbfounded, "Uh!"
The rhythm of the music slows to a halt.
A song is over.
……
Off the stage, the audience had exploded.
This song was sung by Su Cong with a unique taste.
"This ......"
"This song ......"
A wave of sadness involuntarily came out of my heart.
Zhao Xin sat in the audience, staring blankly at the 'mask' with a mask on the stage, the tears didn't know when they had flowed, her eyes had already moistened thoroughly, she reached out to wipe her tears, but the tears couldn't stop, she didn't care about the pain, but the inexplicable sadness in her heart made her tears flow out.
Most of the audience, even the staff on the scene, were staring blankly at the 'mask' on the stage at this moment, and at this moment, they only felt that their hearts were pricked by something, and they felt inexplicable throbbing.
This figure on the stage seemed so lonely and sad at this moment.
……
The sound of the music stopped unconsciously.
The singing is over.
Suddenly, at the scene, I don't know who shouted.
'Mask!'
'Mask!'
The voice hasn't fallen yet.
Meng Qi, who was in the position of the mentor group, also stood up.
"Mask!"
Da Liangpi didn't lag behind and stood up;
The audience in the auditorium.
One by one, they stood up.
The voice of the audience was only two words.
"Masks. ”
The shouts grew louder and louder.
It's getting more and more aligned.
At this moment, Su Cong was also a little stunned.
To be honest, I did put my emotions into singing this song just now.
However, Su Cong didn't expect that one of his songs could cause such a big sensation, which was completely beyond his expectations.
However, Su Cong thought about it for a while and figured out what was going on.
The first two contestants are both sad songs, and the audience's emotions have been mobilized.
Immersed in an atmosphere.
Wait until this classic song of your own is sung.
It can be said that it detonated the emotions of the audience.
That's what caused such a big reaction.
Su Cong, who was under the mask, smiled slightly, and didn't care so much.
……
On a small stage.
Ocean and reading.
A sea of surprise on his face: "This 'mask' is too powerful, I am convinced of this one!"
"It's not over yet, it's a bit too much!"
Haiyang glanced at the beauty beside him, "Don't kid yourself, if you are the last to appear, you may still have a chance to fight, but now it is a foregone conclusion, and there is no way to change it." ”
When I heard the words of the ocean, I didn't make a sound when I read it.
The dazzling eyes looked at the figure on the stage with great energy.
His song has not spread widely in the singer world, but this song "I'm Sorry, I Love You!" is definitely a song that will become popular all over the country.
They are all musicians, and they can all see it.
In today's situation, the ocean is not wrong.
I really don't have much hope left.
You can only try harder next time.
Reading and reading these things secretly thought of in his heart.
At this time, the host walked onto the stage.
"Thank you 'Mask' for bringing such a classic song and a new song, and below, we have invited the ocean and reading to take the stage together. ”
The moderator looked back.
"I don't have much to say, the three contestants have already taken the stage, three songs, each one is very good, I am not a professional musician, which song touches me, I will choose which song. ”
"Not much to say, let's enter the voting link, according to the order of appearance, vote for the sacred vote in your hand to your favorite singer, whether it is the ocean, or reading, or mask. ”
Let's welcome the first round of singers born tonight. ”
After the host finished speaking, he turned to look at the big frequency curtain behind him.
Originally, there was a tutor speaking in this paragraph.
However, the moderator did not use this link on his own initiative.
At this moment, the host can't wait to start voting, and if he has a vote in his hand, he must vote for the mask.
A song "Ugly Eight Monsters", singing it, I was very moved in my heart.
As the host finished speaking, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense.
"Needless to say, 'Mask' is definitely number one. ”
"Needless to say, 'The Mask' sings so beautifully. ”
"Yes, the song "Ugly Monsters" simply sang to my heart. ”
"Actually, I think "I'm Sorry, I Love You!" is also good. ”
"Well, but it's not as good as 'The Ugly Eight'. ”
"That's it!"
Behind the stage, on top of the large frequency curtain.
The votes for three people are beating.
Ocean: 33 votes, 34 votes, 35 votes......
The votes didn't jump very quickly.
Reading: 68 votes, 72 votes, 76 votes......
The increase in votes was not rapid either.
Masks: one hundred and fifty votes, one hundred and seventy votes, two hundred and fifteen votes......
The situation can be seen at a glance.
The voting is not over yet, and judging from this increase, there is basically no need to think about the result.
"'Masks' come first. ”
"Come on, come on!"
"Mask, mask!"
“……”
Voting time is fast approaching.
There's no denying it.
Mask first.
343 votes, with an absolute advantage, occupied the first place and became the singer of this round.
Ocean: seventy-nine votes.
Reading;
The votes are frozen.
The audience cheered. (To be continued.) )