Midsummer looked at the cute Pikachu in front of him, he could hear from her tone that he was bound to win, he blinked his eyes with some curiosity, is it true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers? Or does she really have the strength?

Impossible, right?

Sheng Xia didn't believe it at all, after all, he still knew Wen Rong very well.

Although Pippi's voice is good, there is no skill to speak of, and it is still a bit of a loss.

Ji Yao didn't care about the tangled midsummer, and drove the person back to his own lounge, where she sat and watched the live performance on the screen.

The first few groups were decent until midsummer.

The moment Doraemon stepped onto the stage, the audience burst into cheers.

"Shh Midsummer gently signaled everyone to be quiet.

The scene was instantly silent.

Ji Yao smiled, the appeal of the little prince of love songs is quite powerful.

The music sounded, and the gentle sound echoed in the scene, making everyone intoxicated.

As expected, Midsummer won, and the current highest score in the game is 9.8 points, out of 10.

The winning midsummer happily came to Ji Yao's lounge.

"Pipsqueak, Pipsqueak, I won." Midsummer stood in front of her, looking like she was begging for praise.

Ji Yao looked at Doraemon dancing on the ground, thought for a while, and said, "You are awesome." ”

Doraemon danced more cheerfully.

Ji Yao smiled helplessly.

Soon, it will be Ji Yao and their group.

Wen Rong, who was the first to play, sang a love song, her skills were very skillful, and she was melodious.

After the song, the scene applauded continuously.

Judge Jiang Jing smiled: "Every time I listen to Wen Rong's songs, it always brings me deep throbbing, and this time is the same." ”

Wen Rong listened to his words, smiled, and said, "Teacher Jiang, how can I remain mysterious like this?" ”

The two were obviously very familiar, and Jiang Jing smiled: "Okay, okay, my fault, my fault." ”

Wen Rong's final score of 9.7 points is second only to Midsummer.

Midsummer looked at Wen Rong's score on the big screen and glanced at Ji Yao, "That, don't be pressured, just do your best." It's just that you're unlucky this time, but you're still young and there's still a long way to go, and I'm sure you'll surpass Wen Rong one day. ”

Ji Yao looked at Sheng Xia, who racked her brains to encourage herself, smiled slightly, didn't say anything, stood up, and said, "I'll go." ”

Midsummer made a cheering gesture, and didn't say anything else, he didn't believe it when he said it.

Ji Yao walked out of the lounge and went on stage.

Off the stage, the applause of the audience was dissipated, and in the eyes of everyone, there was no suspense about the outcome of the game.

Ji Yao stood on the stage and took a deep breath.

The stage lights dimmed, the music played slowly, and she closed her eyes.

This song was written for her by Pei Yi himself.

She chanted softly.

The singing voice is moving, like a murmuring water, singing in a low voice, with a unique charm. Sometimes poignant, like dew drops of bamboo leaves, intriguing. Sometimes it is as thick as a long cry when an eagle spreads its wings, which is deafening. Sometimes it is tactful as a line of tears when affectionately blended, which grips people's hearts.

Jiang Jing was talking to another judge on the judges' seat, and when he heard this voice, he was instantly stunned.

He raised his eyes and looked at Pikachu in the middle of the stage with shock in his eyes.

The audience slowly immersed themselves in this heavenly sound, and the light sticks in their hands subconsciously swayed gently with the music.

Until the music slowly stops, the audience falls silent.

Bang Bang Bang!

Loud applause broke the silence of the room, Ji Yao looked over, and saw that there was an extra Doraemon who appeared there at some point under the stage.

The applause of midsummer woke up the people on the field, and the audience burst into thunderous applause.