Chapter 195: The green plum withers, and the bamboo horse grows old

It's not the song that's shocking, no matter how good a song is, there aren't many that shock people at first.

Like the previous "Beijing, Beijing", so good, so classic, but it takes a few sentences to make people feel it. As for the high song sung by Wang Jing, it was because the sword went off the rails, so he shocked everyone when he opened his mouth.

The same reason, Qian Hao's "Little" is decent, and the lyrics are not very catchy at first.

However, as soon as Qian Hao spoke:

"Memories are like a storyteller,

In a tone full of vernacular

Jump over puddles and around the village

and so on."

Just like that, everyone was stunned.

In the audience, half of the audience opened their mouths in an O-shape, as if they wanted to say something, but they didn't know what to say.

The same is true for the viewers watching the live broadcast, their eyes wide open and their faces are incredulous.

However, in the next second, both the audience at the scene and in front of the computer were all hotly discussed.

", female voice, female voice, it's actually a female voice!"

"Qian Hao is so cheating that he actually sings a female voice, and he sings and sings ......"

"Sing so well, next Ao, I'm ashamed of a girl."

Flower Bell was also shocked.

Grabbing the chair with both hands, he leaned forward unconsciously, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Without him, because she knew Qian Hao, she had heard Qian Hao sing, and knew that Qian Hao was a man. However, at this moment, this man actually sings a female voice, and he sings so beautifully!

Is this a temporary substitution?

She can't help but doubt that Qian Hao sings too "female voice", which is almost the same as Rong Zuer in her previous life.

It's not talent, it's hard work.

Qian Hao has worked so hard since he was a child, it is not meaningless, it is not without achievements. Truth be told, he would have become a social elite even without a gold finger.

Because, he works hard enough, and there is no lack of talent.

The harder you work, the luckier you are, the sky doesn't spare people, but the sky doesn't live up to people.

The other three tutors didn't know Qian Hao, and when they heard such an amazing female voice, they immediately discussed excitedly.

"Female voice? I always thought it was a man, but I didn't expect Qian Hao to be a woman. Jay Chou said in surprise.

Wang Feng scratched his hands and asked suspiciously: "No, didn't that Xu Cheng say that Qian Hao was his brother-in-law before?"

"If you don't care so much, you'll know when you turn around." Li Zongren had already taken a fancy to this singing, and said a little impatiently.

However, before he could make any move, the flower bell had already slammed the button. When he saw this, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

“…… Bell you too fast! ”

Before he finished speaking, he also slammed it down and turned around quickly.

Then, his eyes widened, and his mouth opened to the size of an egg.

The flower bell was no better, covering her mouth with one hand, but she still couldn't help screaming.

Wang Feng and Zhou Jielun caught a glimpse of the expressions of the two, their hearts were full of curiosity, they glanced at each other, and pressed the button one after the other.

"Wow!"

"Damn,!"

After the two turned around, they were also shocked, and even Jay Chou stood up with a sigh.

At this point, Qian Hao sang a paragraph, but the four mentors had all turned around. When the audience saw this scene, they were immediately excited, applauding, screaming, and even many stood up and shook the objects in their hands.

The players backstage were shocked and stunned by this scene.

Xu Cheng and Xu Ru were the same, but in the next second, they shouted excitedly. If Guo Dong hadn't stopped it, their voices would have been able to reach the stage.

On the stage, Qian Hao frowned when he heard the cheers of the audience.

Too noisy, too loud.

So, he raised his right hand lightly and signaled the audience to be quiet. Zhao Jianyang sneered backstage, thinking that he was really pretending, look at how embarrassing you will be.

However, Qian Hao was not ashamed, because the audience really quieted down.

Surprising.

Qian Hao didn't think about it so much, immersed in his own story, and his feelings were completely integrated into the song.

In his mind, his hometown came to life, and the seasons turned. Every grass, tree, flower, and bird seemed to be beckoning to him, saying come back, come back.

Also, there's the girl.

Living in the same long trunk, the two have no suspicion. Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums.

Childhood plum, bamboo horse.

Yes, but now......

The green plum withered, and the bamboo horse grew old.

After a long time, are you okay?

You know, I really miss you.

I'm singing here, either for the competition, or for you. Sing it to you, do you hear me?

"You crush a city with mud

He said he would marry me in the future

How many turns, how many times to pass through the door

Waste your youth

A small oath is not yet stable

A little tear is still holding on

Immature lips, talking about separation

A little touched, rain a lot

A little awkward, annoying

Tiny people, they can't kiss yet."

Qian Hao sang and sang, unconsciously with tears in the corners of his eyes, how annoying those two "little" were!

The audience was also silenced, and very sad, with a nostalgic and sad expression on their faces.

At this time, they were no longer surprised by the female voice, but attracted by the lyrics and singing.

Childhood sweetheart, who doesn't have it?

Bamboo horse Qingmei, who can really stay together?

The promise of that youth was as clean as snow and spotless. But snow can't stay long, just like an oath, after all, like a dandelion gone with the wind.

Since then, there has been no news, no more news.

"Since then, there has been a person in my heart, and we used to be small

That year, you moved a small bench, and I followed me all the way because I was fascinated by the play

I'm looking for the people in that story, and you can't do without it

You take a little nap under the tree

Little me, silly, etc

At the beginning, the scholars said that they loved to read the script, but your pronunciation was not accurate if you were missing teeth

I'm looking for the people in that story, and you can't do without it

A little hand leads a small person

Guarding the little eternal ......"

If you can really choose a moment of eternity, don't want the richest time, and don't want the most beautiful time, I want to hold hands with you at the moment-

Childhood sweethearts, or grow old together.

Do you hear that?

That's not a song, it's my thoughts.

The thoughts in his mind were chaotic, Qian Hao couldn't figure it out, and he didn't want to pay attention to it. He just hugged the microphone, bent down slightly, and sang hoarsely.

The whole place was dead silent, only Qian Hao's singing echoed. What reverberates is-

Miss!

For a long time, the audience had forgotten about jì, the mentor was also fascinated, and Qian Hao himself didn't remember singing it a few times.

He only knew that he couldn't sing until he couldn't sing, and his voice was already dumb, so he stopped and quietly wiped away his tears.

Oh, that's a shame.

There was no shame, no one looked down on him, and no one even paid much attention to his tears.

Because of the spotlight, but also because of his singing.

It wasn't until he stopped, and after another dozen seconds, that almost all of them, including the instructor and moderator, woke up violently and applauded vigorously.

At the scene, thunderous applause rang out. (To be continued.) )