came out, finally came out, countless fans cheered, five minutes, but for them, it was so long, as long as a century, but in the end, finally Li Minghui came out and walked out of the stage, looking at Li Minghui at the moment, countless audiences were excited.

Of course, there are still many viewers, who don't have confidence at all, stepping on the point, is he really ready!

"The son of a miracle doesn't want to create any miracles, but can he do it in such a short time?"

Some of Li Minghui's fans were full of worries, after all, Li Minghui had never sung pop music before, and this time there was such a rule on the competition, which made some fans who knew this matter worried.

Su Qi is also one of them, she was still very confident before, but when Li Minghui's five minutes of waiting was over and stepped on the point, Su Qi suddenly lost confidence.

Lin Na's face was solemn, her eyes were full of worry, she said that, in fact, she was still very nervous Li Minghui, if she collapsed because of this, this is not something she is happy to see.

At this time, Li Minghui, who had already appeared on the stage, did not care whether the mentors were optimistic about him, nor did he care about the audience's worries and speculations, at this time, in his eyes, there was only music, and only the classic music in his previous life lingered in his mind, and only those music in his previous life, which was what Li Minghui longed for the most!

"Trendy?"

A smile flashed in front of his eyes, and Li Minghui's smile became brighter and brighter at this time. The previous wait is not that he has no talent. Rather, there are so many songs to choose from, music from past lives. The most brilliant thing is pop music, especially the Chinese pop style in the previous life, which has many super classics!

All he thinks about is which song to sing, pop style is a big category, and there are too many of them, and at the level of Li Minghui, it is no longer just a simple singing song, but to use his own singing voice to sing a height that he can't imagine. Only by constantly climbing to the pinnacle of popularity is what he needs!

There was no accompaniment sound, so Li Minghui stood quietly on the stage, just when everyone was surprised, the audience was already a little commotion, and the staff also wondered if there was a problem with the music equipment.

Just when everyone was secretly suspicious, suddenly Li Minghui opened his mouth, a sonorous and powerful voice with a hint of deep voice. Suddenly, it rang out in the air on the stage!

"The sound of prosperity escaped into the empty door and tormented the world

Dreams are cold. After a lifetime, there are a few love debts

If you acquiesce, life and death are withered, etc. Waiting for a circle, another ring of annual rings-

Futu Tower. How many layers are broken, whose soul is broken

The pain went straight ahead. A broken lamp, a collapsed mountain gate

Let me wait a little longer, and history will turn around

Waiting for the wine to be mellow, waiting for you to play, a song of guzheng ......"

"This ...... This is......! ”

Leaning on the chair, Li Huan, who was already extremely disappointed in Li Minghui and did not have the slightest hope, suddenly his eyes flashed, and then he sat up all of a sudden, his mouth opened slightly, his eyes widened, staring at the stage, the young man who was quiet at the moment could no longer hide his shock!

Lei Kun's eyes also widened suddenly, and the biggest open, the slightly smug expression before suddenly solidified on his face, and at the same time, the pen in his hand fell, Lei Kun leaned on the back of the chair with a sigh, his eyes were stunned, and he was all shocked......

Yu Feiqing's whole body trembled in an instant, his face was full of astonishment, and that trace of consternation seemed to be about to become eternal.

In Lin Na's eyes, her pupils dilated in an instant, and a trace of anxiety turned into a trace of expectation, followed by a burst of ecstasy, she could no longer control her feelings, and suddenly stopped, covered her mouth with her hands, closed her eyes, and her ears were full of the quiet and poignant voice like water......

The audience, the commotion calmed down at once, the music seemed to have an inexplicable magic, at this moment all of them were quiet, closed their eyes, and listened attentively to which song was faint, but it was full of an inexplicable feeling, so that everyone felt a kind of soul comfort, but it was music with inexplicable feelings.

"The rain is heavy, the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep, I have heard, you are always alone, the mottled city gate, entrenched in the roots of the old trees, and the stone slabs echo to wait...... The rain is ...... The sound of the shepherd's flute on the outskirts of the city fell on that wild village, and fate took root and we......"

Quietly on the stage, Li Minghui stood so quietly, but his mouth was making people feel crazy music, full of a kind of wantonness, but the taste of freewheeling, but the ups and downs of the sound were smooth, like a big bead and a small bead falling on a jade plate, and the music of the small bridge seemed to tell a story.

The audience at the scene looked stunned and listened carefully, they seemed to have heard a story full of legends.

The general fell in love with his beloved woman at first sight and made a private lifelong commitment, but was requisitioned by the imperial court to fight on the border.

In the end, after the woman did not meet the general, she lost her hair and became a nun, and when the general returned from the wind and frost to find the ancient temple of the woman's monk, she had already passed away.

The general only listened to the rain falling outside the ancient temple of Jialan, recalling the years when he envied others, sighing people, but like fireworks, easy to cold, easy to separate.

"The rain is heavy, the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep, I heard, you are still guarding the lonely city, the sound of the shepherd flute on the outskirts of the city, falling in that wild village, fate is taking root... We...

Thousands of years later, the love of the world is deep, who else is waiting, and the history of Qingshi, how can it not be true, Weishu Luoyang City......

The rain is ...... The sound of the shepherd's flute on the outskirts of the city fell on that wild village—"

Singing here, Tutor Li Huan in the mentor seat couldn't help it anymore at this moment, and blurted out: "Luoyang Jialan"!

And Li Minghui on the stage seemed to burst out with an angry roar all of a sudden, with his singing, a village character, directly seemed to bring the strength of his whole body, roaring, roaring, hissing, boiling out......

Like a dusk drum and morning bell, like a sledgehammer, it suddenly struck the hearts of the audience, and their eyes instantly cleared up, and then fell into the beautiful music...... The mind is almost lost! (To be continued......)