Looking at the thousands of faces with different expressions in the audience, Yang Qi's original idea of saying a few words was dispelled, his character has never liked to please people, even if it is the audience, he has no intention of pleasing him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Standing on this stage, his identity at the moment is a singer, as a singer, if you want to win the recognition of the audience, you still need the work to speak!

With such a thought in his heart, Yang Qi looked back at Tan Fei and the others behind him, Tan Fei was just ready, met Yang Qi's gaze, the corners of his mouth turned slightly, and nodded to Yang Qi, indicating that he was ready.

Looking at Zhai Chaowei, Zhai Chaowei's face was a little red, his expression was a little tense, and he looked a little nervous, and then looked at Huang Tan, Huang Tan lowered his head and was preparing, he couldn't see what his expression was, and finally looked at Chen Ku, Yang Qi found that Chen Ku's right hand was a little trembling, he was actually nervous like this, this psychological quality, Yang Qi frowned slightly.

Everyone's state can not play well!

On the side of the stage, Wu Jilin, who is the music director, saw Yang Qi and the others like this, and there was a look of disappointment in his eyes, he already had a hunch that Yang Qi and the others would not perform well this time, and they would probably rank last among the thirty-two groups of players.

In the audience, Li Ying's female colleague approached Li Ying and whispered to Li Ying: "Your neighbor's child doesn't seem to be in a good situation, and it's like this before you sing!"

Li Ying opened her mouth to speak, she wanted to say that Yang Qi's harmonica played very well, but Yang Qi on the stage did not have a harmonica in his hand.

On the stage, Yang Qi turned around and left the microphone, and under the unexpected gaze of thousands of eyes, he turned around and walked in front of Tan Fei and them, looking at Tan Fei and the others who looked up in surprise with calm eyes, and stared at the nervous Zhai Chaowei and Chen Ku for two seconds.

Tan Fei couldn't help but ask, "Brother Qi, what's wrong?"

Huang Tan and others were also puzzled.

Yang Qi's tone was like a straight line, and it seemed very flat: "You have seen the reaction of the audience, few people are optimistic about us, it is estimated that our performance will be over, and the score will be very low, so this is likely to be one of our last two songs on this stage, after the next song is sung, the first round of the competition is over, we should be out, the champion, runner-up and third runner-up basically have nothing to do with us, you are still so nervous......"

After a pause, Yang Qi continued: "Let's let go of our sense of victory and defeat! Take this one as the last of our performances, come as we usually rehearse, and from now on, don't go to see the reaction of the audience! Can you do it?"

Yang Qi's words made Tan Fei, Zhai Chaowei, Huang Tan and Chen Ku's eyes darken, they raised their eyes to see the reaction of the audience, and sure enough, they didn't see a few expressions of expectation, which was very different from the reaction of the previous sixteen groups of players when they came on stage.

Tan Fei raised his head and closed his eyes slightly, and when he looked at Yang Qi again, he nodded slightly.

"It can be done!" he said.

"Okay!" Zhai Chaowei's expression also became lonely.

Huang Tan nodded silently, Yang Qi looked at Chen Ku, Chen Ku also nodded quickly, Yang Qi nodded slightly, didn't say anything anymore, and turned back to the microphone.

The communication between Yang Qi and them was very short, less than a minute, but it seemed very long, because under the gaze of thousands of pairs of audience eyes, as well as the director, host, music director and many staff members of the program team, and the contestants in the dressing room who watched the stage live through TV.

There was another whispering in the audience, and the reactions of the various contestants in the dressing room were also different, and the people of the Fire Lotus Band sneered and mocked.

"A bunch of stupid x!"

"Shame on you! Don't step down quickly!"

"The temper is not small, and the ability is sparse!"

……

Qin Xin looked at the TV indifferently and did not express an opinion.

The young man, who was very similar to Zhang Guorong, shook his head slightly.

The seven girls of Qibao Angel laughed and commented while eating snacks.

"Are these guys funny on stage?"

"A flock of goose!"

"These people must be out of the picture!"

"I bet they won't score more than 70, so why would anyone bet on me?"

……

Up to now, none of the sixteen groups of players who came to the stage before had a final score lower than 70 points, a girl from Qibao Angel asked if anyone was betting on her, and the other six girls actually shook their heads with a smile, no one wanted to bet on her about this, and their contempt for Yang Qi was obvious.

Behind the round door of the stage, Zhu Ping pursed her lips, her face full of self-blame.

In front of the microphone, Yang Qi raised his right hand and waved it forward, and Zhai Chaowei, who was ready, immediately played the prelude of "You at the Same Table" on the keyboard, and the soothing and melodious prelude together, the discussion in the audience immediately became a lot smaller, but some of the audience looked unconcerned and still whispered.

Yang Qi didn't go to the audience, Zhai Chaowei, Tan Fei, Huang Tan and Chen Ku didn't go to the audience, Yang Qi's words just now made them all feel disappointed, they no longer had the heart to win, Yang Qi asked them not to go to see the audience's reaction, they didn't look up, and really performed this song as their last song on this stage.

The melody of Tan Fei's electric guitar, which lowered his head, cut into Zhai Chaowei's keyboard sound at the right time, gently and soothingly, without any flaws, and Wu Jilin in the audience was surprised.

He thought just now that Yang Qi's performance would be very bad from the beginning, but he didn't expect that there was no mistake at all, but he didn't know if it would be chaotic in the future?

"Tomorrow will you remember the diary you wrote yesterday?"

"Tomorrow, are you still worried about the most crying you?"

"The teachers can't remember you anymore, and you can't guess the problem. ”

"I also happened to flip through the photos before I remembered you at the same table......"

"Who married the sentimental you? Who read your diary? Who tied up your long hair, who made you a wedding dress?"

……

Yang Qi's eyes had already closed, he had no experience in stage performances, and he was not good at enlivening the stage atmosphere, so he simply ignored the audience at all, and only sang to himself in the courtyard.

The voice of his body was originally gentle and slightly low, and Yang Qi's state of mind had been in a calm state, at this time he closed his eyes and thought about the girl he liked back then-Tan Qing, this song "You at the Same Table", Yang Qi had heard it many times in his previous life, every time he thought of Tan Qing, he would repeat the loop of this song, the lyrics were written, it was so in line with his state of mind, he also thought about who Tan Qing would marry more than once, I don't know how many times he recalled Tan Qing's appearance on various occasions in school, and smiled.

After Yang Qi sang four or five lyrics, the audience was silent, and many people's mouths opened slightly, and they were surprised that Yang Qi's songs would be so beautiful and special.

Like Li Ying, at this moment she looked at Yang Qi who was singing with her eyes closed on the stage in a daze, last time it was Yang Qi's harmonica that shook her, and this time it was Yang Qi's singing.

Chief director Han Baichuan had already looked away and didn't want to watch the band's performance anymore, but with Yang Qi's singing, the plain lyrics came into his ears, Han Baichuan's face slowly turned around little by little, looking at Yang Qi who was singing with his eyes closed on stage, Han Baichuan's eyes gradually became distant, he was also young, and when he was young, he also had a crush on a girl.

On the side of the stage, the host Jiang Tang was looking down at the program list in his hand, when the soothing music sounded, when Yang Qi's singing came, Jiang Tang looked up at Yang Qi in surprise, and his always wise eyes gradually became confused.

Unconsciously, Jiang Tang's eyes turned red, and a teardrop fell quietly, and he still didn't realize it.

In the small dressing room on the 9th floor, those contestants who also came to participate in this show, whether it was the Fire Lotus Band, Qibao Angel, or Qin Xin, or the young man who looked very similar to Zhang Guorong, all the contestants watched the performances of Yang Qi and others on TV in astonishment.

Everyone lost their voices, when Yang Qi finished singing the last lyrics, Tan Fei's strings put an end to the notes, many people were still in a state of distraction, in the audience, there was no shortage of audiences with tears in the corners of their eyes, on the side of the stage, the host Jiang Tang finally came back to his senses, and suddenly realized that his face was full of tears, and hurriedly wiped the tears on his face while the audience had not noticed.

Under the stage, Lan Xin was the first to stand up, applauding desperately with pride and excitement, her applause was like an introduction, and soon brought a warm and long-lasting applause.