Joshua sat in the judges' dock and stared at the screen projection behind Home.

The number of votes above has gradually risen from the initial 242 votes to a pitiful number.

During this time, Qiao Xiu also browsed the news about Holm on the caster forum, and finally came to the conclusion that more than 240 votes came from the bottom of Squirrel Street, or people who had experienced the lowest social life in Nolan.

They voted for Holm with sympathy, not the scantily dressed Roya.

There were still one or two posts on the caster's forum expressing sympathy for the shabby poor boy, but this also caused the number of votes to continue to rise to more than 1,000 votes, which is a pretty good number.

But this sympathy lasted until Holm made a 'rua' act that went out of control on stage.

Acting so rudely on stage not only made some of the audience feel sick to their stomachs, but also caused great disgust among the audience.

There's even a user on the caster forum who posted, 'If this kid from Squirrel Street ends like this, he'll be the first contestant to perform 'vomit' on the world's chantors.'" ’

But Holm's next singing gave the ridiculous guy a hard over-the-shoulder fall with the group of guys who agreed with the reply below.

He got back on his feet and began to sing his own "Lose· Yourself》。

The effect of the singing was even surprising to Qiao Xiu, it was as if the original author Eminem had come to the scene in person.

Holm sang this time more to 'please the audience' than to vent...... He sang as if trying to grab the collar of the audience who questioned him, or the once powerless self.

In any case, his murderous and oppressive rap silenced all the audience who questioned him, and the well-dressed aristocratic opera artist standing next to him stared at the shabby boy with the word 'shocked' the whole time.

Just as he began to sing the first chorus, the number of votes behind him began to explode and continue until the end of his show.

"In the end, there are only 19,000 votes?"

Josieu stared at the near-slow-growing number of votes on the screen behind Home, which was much less than the number of votes the young opera artist had received.

"His songs are much more interesting than the guy's 'Nosmo Forest,' and if he hadn't been the first to play at the Phoenix Feather Theatre's opera house, he would have gotten even more support." Caroli was the first to express her displeasure with Holm's final vote.

"That's because Miss Caroli, you grew up listening to opera, that's why you find opera boring."

Qiao Xiu admitted that Holm's performance just now was really good, and from the layman's point of view, Qiao Xiu couldn't find anything wrong at all, as far as an extremely superficial evaluation was concerned, 'After listening to it, there was a feeling of blood heating slightly.' ’

"It is indeed as you say, Mr. Qiao Xiu." Caroli held her chin with her hand a little unhappily, and her burgundy pupils stared at the screen behind her.

"This is the forty-seventh time I've listened to 'The Forest of Nosmo', and I've heard several of Farlosi's best opera artists sing this famous song, and now I'm yawning just by listening to the tune in front of me, and the young man on stage is singing at a much worse level than they are."

Qiao Xiu listened silently to Caroli's complaints, and was a little glad that he had let the daytime banshee ladies turn the camera to the stage, otherwise the audience heard Miss Caroli's complaints, and I don't know how many viewers would shatter the image of this 'dignified black swan goddess'.

However, Caroli's image in reality is getting farther and farther away from the movie, and after coming to Nolan to contact "Minecraft", there is a tendency to develop into some kind of terrible creature called "abandoned house".

Sure enough, Mrs. Nishizawa still needs to discipline her.

"But not all Nolan people are as receptive to new music as Carolee is to you."

Qiao Xiu listened to the song "Lose· Yourself", although Holm sings well, there are still many people in Nolan who do not appreciate this 'special music'.

Rap is a form of music that was still too ahead of its time in the era of the magical revolution when opera was still all the rage.

"But judging from the posts on the caster's forum, there are quite a few people who like his singing, and many who wish he could sing it again." Caroli said.

"It takes time to get people to buy into a trend." Joshua remembered the bumpy situation of the Celestial Empire Internet game on Earth, and said, "Holm has gained close to 20,000 viewers who recognize him, and that's enough." ”

"Hmm... The number of votes is still a little worse, and I am not reconciled, the level of the operaist's singing of "Nosmo's Forest" is obviously not good at all. ”

Caroli puffed out her cheeks slightly, in front of this black swan who had been influenced by the top musicians of Falloni since childhood, the young opera singer really couldn't be regarded as good at singing.

But most viewers can't tell the difference.

"It's okay, there's still time to vote, and Holm still has a chance to compete for votes, depending on whether the operaist named Loa is willing to cooperate." Qiao Xiu said.

"Still a chance?" Caroli looked at the stage.

At this time, Holm finished singing the last word on the stage, and the accompanying music gradually stopped, and the increase in the number of votes behind him gradually became stable, and the original growth rate of five or six hundred votes per second changed back to only a few dozen votes per second.

Roya, who had been standing on the sidelines, watched Holm's performance with bated breath.

The reason he held his breath was not just because the shabby pauper suddenly shouted all sorts of strange words in anger......

At first, Luo Ya thought that he might have lost his mind and gone crazy, but in the end, Luo Ya gradually discovered that this form of performance was what he called 'rap'.

Roya, who has studied at Falossi's art academy since he was a child, would never admit that this kind of bizarre and unaesthetic singing is 'music'.

He stubbornly believed that the people of Nolan were of the same opinion as him.

The pauper's performance is just pointless gibberish!

But the soaring votes behind him made Luo Ya realize that not all Nolan people think so, but at the same time, Luo Ya felt a little panicked.

His parents were watching the game, and if Roya had given the poor man the first semi-final, his reputation and status would have been completely shattered, and he would have been disgraced when he returned to Fallosi.

Damn it! Why does anyone still like this kind of gibberish!

Luo Ya stared at the steadily rising number of votes behind him, which had risen from 20,000 to 21,000.

The rising number of votes made Roya nervous.

By this time, the music had ended, and Holm put down the original hedron with the inscription on it, and after glancing at the silent audience, he looked at Roya standing next to him.

Roya noticed Home's gaze, and because of the nervousness and panic in his heart, as well as the feeling of a trace of oppressive temperament in Home, he couldn't help but take a step back......

Realizing that he was actually afraid of this poor man, Roya seemed a little out of control.

"Don't think your slum gibberish can surpass me!" Roya couldn't hold back his anger and whispered to Holm: "How can such a vulgar and rude thing be compared to Fallosesi's opera!" ”

However, just as Luo Ya lowered his tone and finished saying this sentence, the increase in the number of votes behind Holm suddenly got a spike, directly soaring from 21,000 votes to 24,000 votes! That's more than a thousand votes for the young operaist.

"How is that possible! What did you do! Roya looked at the votes behind Holm a little out of control, and Holm's face also looked a little shocked, he had already prepared for the ending of being eliminated after the show, but now he unexpectedly advanced.

He seems to have triumphed over the opera that the big names listened to with his music, an opera that he couldn't afford for the rest of his life even if he relied on work and theft for a single ticket!

Holm subconsciously looked at Qiao Xiu, and Caroli on the side saw the sudden surge in tickets, and also looked at Qiao Xiu beside him with curiosity.

"Mr. Qiao Xiu, what did you do?"

"I didn't do anything." Qiao Xiu spread out his hands to show his innocence, but his eyes looked at the young opera artist who was a little out of control on the stage.

Maybe he couldn't see it, but with Qiao Xiu's vision, he could clearly see that two daytime banshee ladies were circling around him.

"I just recorded a 'close-up' of what Mr. Loya just said, but I didn't expect him to be quite qualified to play that kind of villain, just... The kind of landlords who were overthrown by the peasants. Qiao Xiu said.

"Landlord?"

Caroli could understand what Qiao Xiu meant by the peasant, but it was a little difficult to understand when the whole sentence was connected.

"To put it simply, most of Nolan's audience are ordinary people, and the favorite thing of ordinary people is of course to overthrow the local aristocracy, isn't it something that everyone likes to do?"

Qiao Xiu deliberately lowered his tone when he said this, if someone heard it, it would develop into a big problem.

"But... Mr. Qiao Xiu, I am also a nobleman. "As the daughter of a duke, Caroli should belong to the side of the local tyrant who has been defeated.

"It's just a metaphor... However, I have to admit that many commoners still like to watch the nobles suffer. ”

Qiao Xiu took care of Jia Luoli's mood and tried to use some more appropriate rhetoric.

"All in all, isn't this what the audience likes to see? What a great play for a poor man from the bottom of Nolan to defeat an aristocratic opera artist with his singing. ”