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The staff handed over the stand of the microphone, and He Xiaowei calmly asked the staff for a red stool and mineral water.

He Xiaowei sat on the stool, the guitar was naturally placed on her lap, she was not impatient, opened the mineral water, and took a few sips.

She came all the way, and her breath was not smooth, she took a few deep breaths, and waited for her breath to be calm, and then put the guitar down, looking ready.

Li Mu praised: "She is very calm. ”

Bai Ze said: "After all, she plays and sings by herself, and she has the final say when she starts." ”

……

After Huang Ziqi got off the stage, she sat in the audience, and the crowd around her was complaining about why He Xiaowei didn't sing, saying that Huang Ziqi had locked the championship and so on.

Huang Ziqi was wearing leather pants, crossed Erlang's legs, leaned back on the back of the chair, and looked at He Xiaowei deeply, with a strong confidence in her eyes, and a deep disdain for He Xiaowei.

She laughed at He Xiaowei's guitar playing rubbish, and the two had a fight. She has won He Xiaowei once in the school flower list, and most of this time she won, there is no suspense.

I haven't seen her for many days, He Xiaowei looks like this, she dares to play, she still takes a look at it, but she feels that He Xiaowei's playing and singing skills are undoubtedly worse than her, and winning her is just a fool's dream.

Because Xiaowei didn't start for a long time, the audience was a little impatient and whispered.

But when He Xiaowei's first note sounded, it was like a cool breeze blowing, and everyone was quiet for a moment.

He Xiaowei's fingers beat on the strings of the guitar, and just the prelude gives people a very cool and fresh feeling, like a breeze blowing down from the stage.

In this hot summer, even if the air conditioning blows in the venue, you can still feel refreshed. He Xiaowei didn't say the name of the song, and after a slight pause in the prelude, He Xiaowei sang out.

"I really, need, some alone time. ”

When He Xiaowei held the guitar and just sang the first line, the whole space fell silent. He Xiaowei fell in the darkness of the stage, and the first sentence was too straightforward, so straightforward that it touched people's hearts.

Immediately after that, the next sentence.

"I never expected you to be there for me when I was lonely. He Xiaowei's fingers seemed to have magic power, and the popping notes flowed like water in the hearts of the audience, and the second sentence clearly resounded in people's hearts, and there was a tingling feeling.

"In your absence, I live like a year. The bed you slept in, without you, is no longer warm. When you left, I silently counted the footprints you left behind, do you know how much I need you now?" He Xiaowei's eyes were full of affection, and the transposition of each sentence was sung clearly and clearly, singing into everyone's heart.

……

"Ever since you left, my broken heart has been thinking about you. ”

"Ever since you left, your familiar face has always been in my mind. ”

"Since you left, I have longed to hear your voice and make me strong through this time. ”

The front is still as soothing as flowing water, and suddenly the lyrics of the three sentences are reversed, the momentum rises, the pitch rises, and the rhythm of He Xiaowei's playing is getting faster and faster.

"I think, I miss you so much. ”

"I've never felt this way. ”

"Everything I do reminds me of you. ”

"They carry your scent and remind me of everything about you......"

Although the tone is higher, it does not give people a fierce explosion of blood in the head, but a basin of cold water poured down, at the beginning seems to describe the grief of loss, it should be a very sad style, but suddenly a turn, it turns out to describe the thoughts that are pierced in the depths of people's hearts.

Finish with longing and warm people's hearts.

For a moment, the audience felt that their souls were trembling in their hearts, especially a tendon in the back of their head was soothed for a while, a kind of relaxation of the soul for no reason, and the whole body was refreshed.

Even when He Xiaowei finished singing, there was a moment of silence in the whole audience, Li Mu and Bai Ze took the lead in applauding, and the applause suddenly became fierce, more explosive than thunder, this song is really good, touching the soul.

Huang Ziqi crossed Erlang's legs and applauded, but the applause was sparse, and her face was as ugly as a dead fish, at this time she had to be more generous, when everyone said it was good, she would say it badly, it would undoubtedly make her stupid, the fierce applause was so harsh, as if it was going to crush her.

Still, she was sure she could win.

The twenty-five judges also stood up excitedly, the lyrics were still echoing in their minds, compared to Huang Ziqi's foam, this song seemed to be able to wash people's hearts. After all, the melody of the bubble is so familiar that it rings in the ears every day, and no matter how good the music is, it will become flat.

The song was undoubtedly like a piece of fresh air that swept through the auditorium.

At this time, the host ran up and said excitedly: "Do you want to know what this song is called?" ”

The audience responded, "Yes." ”

The host is a senior sister, and she handed the topic to He Xiaowei very angrily: "What's it called?"

He Xiaowei said softly: "Gentle." ”

The host said excitedly: "Gentle and warm, did you write it yourself?"

He Xiaowei said: "The music I composed, the words filled in by my friends." ”

The host said: "This tune is catchy, although the words are simple, but the skills are very strong, your friend is amazing." ”

The host asked the audience loudly: "Do you think it's good?" ”

The audience shouted: "Good to hear." ”

He Xiaowei hugged the guitar and smiled, glanced at Bai Ze in the audience, and pursed her lips and smiled.

She was really relieved in her heart, she was not nervous when she first came on stage, and she was not nervous when she was singing, but she was a little nervous at this time, because the judges were burying their heads in the discussion and began to score.

Probably all the scores will be counted, and then the rankings will be sorted out and the awards will begin.

However, when I finished singing, I still felt very exciting and hearty.

He Xiaowei put away the guitar and was about to leave the stage, but the host grabbed her.

He Xiaowei: "Huh?" she was puzzled.

The host said: "You can't go yet, sing Wen Wan again and then go, I haven't heard enough just now, don't you say." ”

He Xiaowei sighed, she was really surprised.

The audience applauded thunderously, countless people chanted and sang again, everyone wanted to listen to it again, just like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, he hadn't heard the taste yet, and he wanted to taste it again.

He Xiaowei rubbed her nose: "Then I'll sing another song, this song is called selfishness." ”

He Xiaowei is a very simple person, adjusting the strings, drinking saliva, holding the microphone, and singing again.

This time, the rhythm was so fast at the beginning that it was very different from "Wen Wan" just now, it was a fast song, and when the rhythm at the beginning sounded, everyone's heads in the audience crashed.

It's just a lyrical slow song, similar to a ballad, everyone just labeled He Xiaowei like this, and He Xiaowei immediately subverted it, and directly smashed this label.

Everyone was stunned, only Bai Ze's lips were red and his teeth were white.

In fact, when Bai Ze received these two songs with very different styles, he was convinced of He Xiaowei's talent, and he asked He Xiaowei to try it, which was by no means his mouth.