Both hosts were in a quandary.

They didn't know how to talk to Ye about it.

This is a slap in the face, but if Ye Yi doesn't take the move, he will-

Li Qing saw that the host was still hesitating, and said: "That's it, I'll buy you another face, as long as you can persuade her to admit in public that the theme song of "Thorn Qin" is a rumor of her vanity, I will forgive her, and don't force her to sing with Angela, and bring shame on yourself!" ”

"I'll give it a try."

The moderator wiped a cold sweat.

Li Qing sneered and said, "Don't say anything to me!" This is a must-do! If you can't—"

Angela straightened her chest.

Both presenters felt terrible.

The male host stayed on the stage to maintain the scene, and the female host reluctantly walked up to Ye Yi, conveyed the meaning of Li Qing and Angela tactfully, and whispered: "Miss Ye, as the saying goes, take a step back and open the sky, anyway, your goal has been achieved!" ”

"What do you mean—"

"Apologizing in public is not necessarily a shame," the host said, "Your singing ability has been recognized by the public, and you shouldn't ruin your future for the sake of a moment-"

"You also think I'm not qualified to compete with Angela?"

Ye Yi interrupted the host.

Hearing this, the corners of the host's mouth crossed a touch of speechlessness: Isn't this an obvious thing!

Angela is one of the world's top singers, with decades of professional training, and the pieces she chooses are also famous operas! Even if you Ye Yi is a once-in-a-millennium genius, it is impossible for you to learn a complex aria in just a few minutes, and you can sing it without losing to top singers!

Of course, on the surface, she wouldn't say that.

The host, who had been rejected unappreciatively after several well-intentioned persuasions, smirked and said, "Since Miss Ye, you have absolute confidence in your own ability, then I won't talk nonsense." This is the sheet music and recording of "The Incense Candle Has Been Lit", and Miss Angela is willing to give you time to familiarize yourself with the tune. ”

"Thank you for her kindness, I will not let her down."

Ye Yi took the score and record and walked into the preparation room.

The host showed an expression of "you are humiliating yourself".

And after Li Qing and Angela received Ye Yi's reply, their smiles were even colder.

Angela said: "This naïve woman! I thought that the performance of the music festival was a public occasion, and neither I nor the organizers dared to let her go off the stage completely! ”

Li Qing said: "If she really thinks so, then her wishful thinking is doomed to miscarriage!" ”

……

……

The halftime show ended quickly.

The host came to the stage and just announced the next program, and the poignant and moving melody rose.

Before the audience could fully recover their senses, Angela, the queen of the opera, walked up to the left side of the stage in a white gown, singing a cappella as she went:

"What a sweet sound!

Ah, his voice ripples in my heart! ”

Most of the people attending the festival had never heard the opera, but Angela's singing was so moving that they couldn't help but wipe away their tears after listening to the first stanza.

"Edgar, I'm back to you

Edgar, Ah, beloved lover! ”

As the melody rises, the singing voice also seems to ascend to heaven, and the listener's heart is in pain because of Angela's singing, as if it is suspended by a rope, and it is impossible to descend and unwilling to descend.

Angela enjoyed the emotions of the audience with contentment, everything was not as she expected, and all the people were taken away by her singing, they were obsessed with her, they wept for her, and lingered in the temple of beauty she had constructed with music.

Triumphantly, Angela looked to the right side of the stage with a disdainful smile.

It's your turn.

She said with the look in her eyes.

So, the orchestra pitched again, and another singer came out from the right side of the stage.

The same white dress, the same garland and veil on her head, compared to Angela's calm and calm, the newly appointed Ye Yi looked a little fragile and haggard.

She walked to the center of the stage and lifted her veil.

Just the moment she looked at her, Angela felt a tremor from her soul.

Is the Oriental girl standing in front of her really an ordinary singer who has only received basic vocal training!

Angela could feel the light emanating from the girl's body, crystal clear but as tough as a silver eagle!

This kind of light is the unique light that her teacher has emphasized to her countless times, which only belongs to the martyred Lucia.

Obsession and loyalty to love, despair and anticipation for the future!

How old was she, and how could she understand Lucia's state of mind when she committed suicide on her wedding night more deeply than herself......

Angela subconsciously took a step back.

At this time, Ye Yi also began to sing.

"Edgar, I'm back to you

Edgar, Ah, beloved lover!

……

I return to you,

Escape from the clutches of your enemies,

I escaped ......"

Compared with Angela's mellow and perfect, Ye Yi's singing is much rougher, with a small amount of muddy and murmur in the notes, and the words are not clear enough, but the touch she brings to the audience is-

If Angela's singing brought the audience a pure and perfect auditory feast, showing the level of a world-class opera queen, Ye Yi's singing took the audience from the festival to the moment of the story.

When she began to sing, the audience couldn't help but feel heartache, and their vision was pitch black, except for Lucia, who was wearing a white wedding dress and holding a candlestick and decided to commit suicide, her every accusation left a deep whip mark on their hearts, and every tear of her made them unable to help but twitch in their hearts.

She's not a singer, she's Lucia herself, as clear as a diamond, as fragile as crystal, as strong as a flame.

By the time the last note came out, the audience couldn't control their emotions at all, and everyone was depressed and tearful.

Even—

"Don't die! Don't kill yourself! ”

Some audience members rushed to the stage because they were too deep into the play, and even if they were stopped by the security personnel, they still shouted at Ye Yi: "Don't die!" Don't! Live well! Don't die! ”

"I'm not going to kill myself."

Ye Yi smiled at the enthusiastic audience, took the handkerchief handed by the host, and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

The host had also wet several tissues with tears at this time.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes and heard it, she would never have believed that such a perfect performance was actually contributed by a girl under the age of twenty.

Suppressing the sobs caused by the moving singing, the host walked up to Ye Yi, and when she was about to congratulate her, Angela had already taken the lead in front of Ye Yi.

"You won," said the proud opera queen, "I have been vocal training since I was three years old, and I have been practicing and learning for more than 20 years, and I have not slackened for a single day!" I still lost to you! What a ......."

She wiped her tears and said, "Tell me, how you did it!" ”