As soon as this proposal was said, everyone was full of interest, and everyone couldn't help but be curious when they looked at Qin Guan who was calm on the stage. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

What kind of singing voice will such a dull man who stands next to Nick Carter and reflects the other party have?

Hearing such a proposal, Cong Nianwei, the muscles at the corners of her mouth twitched imperceptibly, she had been destroyed many times by Qin Guan's bathroom song, but she knew very well Qin Guan's singing level, it was quite average.

With the professional singer Zhuyu in front of him, if Qin Guan sang a few decent ballads, he would really be compared to the dust.

Thinking of this, Cong Nianwei suddenly gloated, Qin Guan, who has always been known for his invincibility, is about to fall this time.

Who knew that after Qin Guan on the stage heard Nick Carter's words, he said very calmly like no one: "Okay!" I don't listen to English songs much, and to be honest, I'm usually busy, and I rarely even listen to songs. ”

It's a taunt, but there are singers and producers of various American music genres, and you say at a party like this, you don't like to listen to songs, you cow.

Nick Carter was snickering for a while, while Qu Xuemei frowned and turned her head to Qin Guan's food, what does Qin Guan say about the state of Qin Guan on the stage now? Kind of weird, huh?

Then Qu Xuemei saw a huge open-top glass, with a straw inserted in it, and the liquid in the cup had bottomed out, and it should have been drunk by Qin Guan as a drink.

Qu Xuemei picked up the cup and sniffed it gently, and a faint smell of alcohol wafted out, a juice cocktail, a type of cocktail that didn't feel anything to drink, but it was a type of cocktail with great stamina.

Qin Guan, a child, may have drunk a full 500ml of alcoholic beverages without knowing it, no wonder, Qin Guan's smile on the stage is so strange.

Oops! No one has ever seen Qin Guan's performance after drinking, this quite self-disciplined boy is dedicated to smoking and drinking during work hours.

It's a pity that the reality doesn't allow Qu Xuemei to think more, Nick Carter on the side has already handed the microphone to Qin Guan, and the audience is also quiet with a sigh of relief.

"Well, do you know that I'm from China? Chinese is my mother tongue, so it is natural that music should be a fusion of various forms of art and language. ”

"Don't be limited to the circle of European and American pop music, but look further."

"Which of the great musicians, the most famous composers, is not the master of the arts? Take the best of all over the world? Isn't it right that American music needs to be more distinctive? ”

Get! This drunkard is still educated, just like a primary school student saying to the old cannon in the bureau, your robbery is wrong, pay attention next time, it's just as funny.

"So, everyone, pay attention, I'm singing so well below, you may never have heard it in your life, if there are professional composers and producers who can remember, how many kinds of musical expressions I sing!"

This nonsense is atmospheric, Qu Xuemei is planning how to deal with the sudden verbal criticism tomorrow, and only the celebrity trio who don't know anything about Qin Guan's music level will wait for Qin Guan's opening with starry eyes on that face.

And it's this throat that breaks the earth!

"One by one, that mountain is coming~~~

A stream of water~~

Our Central Red Army went to northern Shaanxi~~

Thousands of households, hey, hey~..."

Northern Shaanxi Folk Songs....

Puff... After Cong Nianwei and Qu Xuemei listened to Qin Guan's roar, they immediately squirted out the drink in their mouths, which was heartbroken.

And a group of sad people in the audience suddenly fell into a state of petrification, ah, what a high-pitched voice, what a tactful tone, with an indescribable rural atmosphere.

An independent musician on the side had already taken out the sticky notes and pens that the waiter next to him had placed in his side pocket, and began to record musical symbols that ordinary people couldn't understand.

Inspiration, musical inspiration from different worlds, different expressions and artistic expressions, this singing voice is so interesting.

It's a pity that when everyone just started to get used to Qin Guan's singing, he was on stage at this time, and he switched to another song.

It seems that he is planning to bring you a big skewer of songs this time.

"Hong Geese ~~~ On the Sky ~~ Pairs are lined up ~~ The river is long and the autumn grass is yellow ~ The sound of the piano on the grass and trees is melodious~~"

Mongolian folk song "Hong Yan", you don't care about Qin Guan's voice, but for the completeness of the copy of the song, he said first, then no one is second.

Qin Guan sang the rough desolation of Shanxi folk songs and the melodious tone of Mongolian folk songs, singing around the beam for three days, and the best way to test it is under the stands.

Didn't you see that the producer M under the stage, who is known for collecting wind everywhere and making exotic songs, has already clutched his chest and entered a state of vertigo?

"Oh, what to do? I don't know what he meant, but I listen to it! ”

"Oh my god, I think I'm falling in love with his second tone!"

Suddenly, after singing a long tune unique to Mongolia, Qin Guan put his eyes on the audience, and a lady kept flashing the hollow carved sandalwood incense fan in her hand in order to hide the excitement in his heart.

He suddenly knelt down, stretched out his slender hand to the lady on the sidelines, and motioned for the other party to lend him the fan in his hand to use.

The flattered middle-aged lady did not hesitate to hand Qin Guan a sandalwood painting fan inlaid with broken jade.

The boy on the stage, with his bright jewel-like smile, is also worthy of this fan!

Qin Guan took the fan, and he couldn't be stingy with the boldness given by others, right? So he winked mischievously at the generous lady in the field.

And Hilton, who has been paying attention to him all the time, suddenly feels bad, me! I have it too! I have a fan too...

Qin Guan, who got the props, didn't stop, with a pinch of his two fingers, he directly spread the fan, and then used the most beautiful posture in the world to cover half of his face.

At this time, Qin Guan changed his heroism of singing Northwest folk songs on stage, and instantly became like another person, charming and intoxicating.

The shadow of the fan, in the face on one side of his face, mixed with the reflection of jewelry, sprinkled with an extraordinarily bewitching hint.

The eyes that were clearly extinguished, under the cover of the slightly drooping long eyelashes, looked even more mysterious, and the red light above his head just swept above Qin Guan, making his lips look so delicate and ruddy. (To be continued.) )