"So handsome!" Huang Tiantian exclaimed. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info Although she tried her best to keep her voice down, the three people next to her could hear it clearly.

Yan Qingni also deliberately turned her head to look at this fan girl, revealing a very disgusted expression. A serious face is cooler and simply ignores.

"Who is this, it still looks quite temperamental, but it's still a little worse than my Pan Shuai."

As soon as Yi Sheng appeared, a little girl's discussion suddenly came from a corner standing behind Su Zhongkang.

"Is this still called temperament? I think he's a bit of a girl, and a man should look at everything, be arrogant, like my Pan Shuai. Several times when I went to his singing clubs, he never looked at me squarely, so handsome! ”

"You're sick! Why do I want to see you. ”

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The Pan Shuai in the mouths of these little girls is the last online singer who has not yet appeared, the musical genius who has won music awards.

It is said that he has only debuted for half a year, and he has gathered a large group of iron fans, most of whom are junior high and high school girls, and a small number of full-time mothers.

He is a very proud singer-songwriter and quite talented. Moreover, he claims that he will never sing other people's songs, even if they are tailor-made for him.

In the past six months, he often prides himself on daring to tell the truth, and has also bombarded many senior singers. He breaks into the entertainment industry with a maverick posture, even if he treats the fans who follow him, he is rarely pleasant, but he has never lacked iron fans, and even the number of fans is increasing.

The neat and uniform team that Su Zhongkang saw just now was all his fans.

on stage.

Yi Sheng opens with a melodious flute sound, followed by a drum kit with a strong sense of rhythm.

These two musical instruments, which are very different styles, actually collide with different sparks. They grabbed the ears of the audience at once.

Subsequently, Su Zhongkang's slightly hoarse voice sang and chanted ancient tunes, which also attached to it, inspiring a different spark.

In this new genre, it not only has the aesthetic conception of classical music, but also has the powerful support of Western instruments, making the whole song more compact.

Yi Sheng's singing voice was hoarse and pure, as if he was not singing at this moment, but telling a moving plot.

It's more like a couple of ink paintings connected together to form a complete story.

The audience didn't like this mixed song performance all at once, but they listened to it carefully. Only a very small part of the audience, from their fanatical eyes, can distill other content.

Until Yi Sheng left the stage, the aftermath still felt as if it was still echoing in the studio.

At this time, in an empty room of the television station, several people were watching the performance in the studio, and they would scribble in their notebooks after listening to each singer's singing.

They are the producers of Hua Ming Records, and they co-organized this card competition behind the scenes, and their entire music team is downstairs providing all the technical support for tonight's competition.

And they are not idle, on the contrary, they are still busy, busy picking out suitable backup singers for the record company.

This time, the CEOs of the record companies are going to break the boat, they have been dormant for many years, and they are no longer willing to follow the giants to pick up soup and drink.

According to his intentions, he would either break the whole cake and maybe get a large piece, or he would be taken away without even seeing the foam.

Originally, they were still a little disappointed, although there were a few good seedlings in tonight's audition, and there were some small surprises, but it was obvious that their weight was not enough to support all the chips.

Just when they were disappointed, a song came out and hit the hearts of several of them at once.

Although from their discerning ears, it is not mature enough and has some imperfections, but that is not the point.

This song is like a little flame, if you give it enough fuel, then it will surely turn into a fire beast and sweep away.

And they're the heap of fuel!

Everyone in the studio, apparently, had no idea that the song they had just heard would turn into a fire that swept the entertainment industry in the near future.

They just took it plainly and calmly!

However, when Pan Shuai finally fell from the sky, the group of iron powder exploded, and it exploded on the spot.

His face is not handsome, but it is very personal, and people can remember it at a glance.

What makes people even more impressive is his self-confidence, self-confidence from the inside out, to put it mildly, that is the spirit of Wang Ba.

From the time he came to power to the present, he has not looked directly at the audience, but his eyes are higher than the sky, and he treats others as nothing.

However, no matter how much he sees no one in his eyes, his fans in the audience are still fanatical. They perfectly illustrate the cosmic principle that what you can't get is the best.

As soon as the prelude sounded, he pressed the microphone very hard against his lips, as if he was about to eat it.

He roared, the music drummed, and his time came.

On stage, he was invincible and invincible, he read words at a speed that exceeded the normal speed of human speech, and these words could be clearly and legibly transmitted to the ears of everyone in the audience.

In his lyric world, he can pinpoint the disadvantages of the times, and satirize some behaviors that he doesn't like or can't get used to in a mocking tone; can also sell melons and comment on everything she has done in the most hanging language; What's even more exaggerated is that he actually mentioned his fans, although it is not a good word, but it is enough to make his fans crazy again.

"Rap!" Su Zhongkang watched Pan Shuai's performance and naturally thought of this style of music.

I can't talk about liking it, I can't talk about disliking it, as an earthling, he has also heard a lot, and he can only say that everyone can pursue what they like.

Although he also thinks that this Pan Shuai is very powerful, he always feels that such an attitude towards fans makes people feel weird. However, his fans obviously enjoy this way of communicating with idols, and as an outsider, he is really not qualified to make irresponsible comments.

The scene is still fanatical, but Yan Qingni and the three of them are obviously not interested in this Pan Shuai, only Su Zhongkang can still beat the beat at will with the rhythm.

Finally, the audition came to an end after almost four hours.

The list of those who can participate in the semi-finals was also announced, and there is no doubt that the three groups of singers with high voices were selected, and Yi Sheng also broke in without danger.

When Su Zhongkang was about to leave, Huang Tiantian grabbed him in time and said, "You haven't voted yet?" ”

"Vote? Isn't it all out? Su Zhongkang said suspiciously.

"Haven't picked the best yet?"

It turned out that according to the rules of the competition, although the 50 people who entered the semi-finals were selected by the judges, each audition event could select the best of the competition.

As long as he wins the best of the match, he can directly choose to advance to the finals, or force a one-on-one PK with someone in the semifinals.

Generally speaking, the best person will directly let himself advance, after all, this is a competition, everything is based on results, no one will be so stupid to force PK with others, unless there is some irreconcilable contradiction.