Chapter Eighty-Nine: Soul Singing

The large hall of Xiaowu No. 1 Middle School, this auditorium is in the shape of a ladder, enough to accommodate 3,000 people, and the large-scale activities in the No. 1 Middle School are held in this auditorium. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

At this time, half of the seats in this large hall were occupied, and there were seventy percent of the girls, and groups of girls gathered together to discuss happily.

"The Storm Orchestra and the Feather Forest Orchestra are the two strongest orchestras in our school, so I'm looking forward to their competition. A girl with a ponytail said happily, ah, I like the members of these two bands, who am I going to support?

Xiao Yufeng, Niu Baoyu, Liu Yulin, Oh, all the thieves are handsome, this is really a nerve-wracking question.

Hehe, the other girl sitting next to her let out a sneer and said, "Sakura-chan, how can the Yulin Orchestra be compared to the Storm Orchestra?

"Shameless, return your family's Yufeng, obviously my family's Yufeng, okay? I've always been a staunch supporter of him, don't you like Niu Baoyu's playboy?" Another girl immediately denounced it, how can this be, how can you change your position at will? Can you be a good sister?

"Zhao Wuhen is the most handsome, although our family has few words, but he is definitely a real warm man!"

If it weren't for the arrival of Xiao Yufeng, a bachelor-level war song singer, there would not be so many people in the auditorium, and there are many apprentice-level singers in each class, so there is no need to come and listen.

There were more and more people in the auditorium, and the seats were almost occupied, and there were several leading students who were constantly arranging various matters, and some students were maintaining order on the spot.

At the back of the auditorium, there were several separate rooms, and the five members of the Yulin Orchestra were in them at this time.

"Brother Wang, this time it's mainly up to you. Liu Yulin said politely to the silver-haired young man next to him, he knew that there was a big difference between him and Xiao Yufeng, and it was impossible to win compared to the original orchestra and Xiao Yufeng at this time, so they recruited another member of the Yulin Orchestra.

"It's just a new singing bachelor, look at my brother, I'll help you vent your anger today. Wang Qingxu waved his hand and said confidently, his face was full of a kind smile, but his heart was grateful to Xiao Yufeng, as long as he took the line of King Kong Guoshi, he would definitely be able to occupy more resources in the Song Dao Association in the future.

For the sake of his own future, he came to step on a singing bachelor, he was very happy, especially if he was still a war song singer, I think it would be even more refreshing when he would be slapped in the face.

His attitude was very polite, and there was even a hint of flattery in his tone.

"Then thank you Brother Wang, I will mention you more in front of my father. Liu Yulin arched his hand and said with gratitude, is this the right attitude? Ringing Xiao Yufeng, the kid who doesn't know the height of the sky, he is angry, what kind of thing, dare to blow my face like this.

"With Brother Wang's help, we won this time. Several other members of the orchestra kept boasting about Wang Qingxu and Liu Yulin, and they both were about to reach the sky.

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"Yufeng, I just sent someone to inquire, and they really invited a foreign helper. Niu Baoyu's face had a dignified look, and it was no surprise that Liu Yulin really found foreign aid.

Wang Qingxu, a native of Xiaowu County, is 26 years old this year, a teacher of songs, and the famous song "Waves", a figure of the year in the Xiaowu County Song Association, with a very fierce upward momentum and 100,000 diehard fans.

The competition in the Song Tao Association is very fierce, and it can stand out from the many singers, obviously Wang Qingxu is very powerful, although he has been promoted to the Song Tao Master for less than a year, but he is not inferior to those senior Song Tao teachers in terms of momentum.

"Wang Qingxu? I haven't heard of it. Xiao Yufeng shook his head, it was difficult to attract his attention if he didn't reach the realm of a national warrior, obviously Wang Qingxu was not among them.

"That's a scholar with 100,000 diehard fans, and it is rumored that his fame Qu Langtao has reached the realm of soul transmission. A hint of worry flashed in Jiao Youxin's eyes, and a singing Taoist master PK who can sing songs from the soul transmission realm, the odds of winning will not exceed one percent!

There are six levels of singers singing a song, which are pleasing to the ear, fanatical, soul-transmitting, devoted, timeless, and holy sound.

Singing at the melodious level is the enjoyment of hearing, and the singing of the apprentice level is at the level of pleasing the ear, and the songs at the fanatical level can make the audience's emotions become intense and greatly infect the audience.

Soul-conveying songs can penetrate into the soul of the listener, like a natural sound, and can change a person's mental state to a certain extent.

Soul-level songs are generally only sung by people at the level of Soul Masters, and they can only be sung when they are in very good condition, and some weak Soul Masters can't even sing soul-level songs.

Soul-level songs are very cost-intensive in the sea of songs, a soul-level song is sung, and the power of the song in the sea will be consumed by the teacher, even if the teacher-level singer is in excellent condition, he can sing up to two soul-level songs in one day.

"Why don't we also find a singing master?" Niu Baoyu looked at Xiao Yufeng and asked, this competition is mainly to see Xiao Yufeng, after all, it is a song battle agreed between him and Liu Yulin.

One million Hualong coins is a trivial matter, but being slapped three times is an extremely humiliating thing, and it is a shame that will be difficult to wash away for a lifetime.

"No, let him come. Xiao Yufeng shook his head, although the soul-level singing was indeed extremely powerful, it was not invincible.

Zhao Wuhen opened his mouth, looking like he wanted to speak and stopped, but in the end he still didn't say anything to dissuade him.

"Good evening, students. A sweet-looking hostess stood in the center of the stage, her face was painted with light makeup, at this time there was a light smile on the corner of her mouth, looking at the dense crowd below, her heart was very calm, she had seen a lot of such scenes and had rich experience.

"Looking at everyone's expectant eyes, I won't say more, now we have two bands on the stage. ā€

On the left, five people led by Liu Yulin came out one after another, and Niu Baoyu and Xiao Yufeng on the right came out side by side.

"Let's welcome both band members to the stage with even louder applause. ā€

Boom, deafening applause was heard, as if the roof was about to be lifted.

"Xiao Yufeng, Xiao Yufeng. ā€

"Niu Baoyu, handsome Langjun. ā€

"Liu Yulin, Liu Yulin. ā€

Among the three of them, most of the people were shouting their names, and the atmosphere was extremely warm.

Several girls in the front row screamed frantically, and suddenly the voice of one of the girls was stunned, and their bodies trembled violently, with a look of surprise on their faces: "It's Wang....Wang Qingxu!"

The girl touched her eyes, a little unable to believe that what she was seeing was real, and blinked, ah, hundreds of decibel screams came out of her mouth.

Her voice was like a fuse, and screams rang out from all over the scene.

"Wang Qingxu, Wang Qingxu, Wang Qingxu!"

Eighty percent of the people at the scene called out this name, Niu Baoyu and Xiao Yufeng were completely suppressed.

This name is too loud for the students of Xiaowu No. 1 Middle School, and they may not be able to hear a teacher sing in a year.

Wang Qingxu's eyes flashed with a hint of self-satisfaction, and he waved enthusiastically to the students in the audience, and at the same time swept his eyes to a few people on the stage, as if to say, see, this is my influence, you are still too tender.

The host, Mu Tengyi, covered her bright lips with her hands and looked at Wang Qingxu in surprise, she really didn't expect that a singing battle between students would attract a singing teacher.

"Master Wang, are you a member of the Yulin Feather Orchestra?" asked Muto Yi suspiciously, but there was a hint of clarity in his heart, he had also heard of the gambling contract between Xiao Yufeng and Liu Yulin.

Wang Qingxu nodded and said, "I joined the Yulin Orchestra half a year ago, and these are my partners. ā€

Liu Yulin and several others also echoed beside him, saying some interesting things about singing with Wang Qingxu, as if it were true.

"I would also like to ask you to give me advice. Wang Qingxu nodded at Xiao Yufeng and the others, with a warm smile on his face, although he had silver hair, he was not public, and his smile like a spring breeze suddenly captured the hearts of many girls.

Xiao Yufeng looked at him with a blank squint, and asked indifferently, "Wang Qingxu?"

"It's down there. ā€

"It's not a good name, I hope you don't wait too much. Xiao Yufeng said seriously and gave his sincere advice.

He really thinks that the word imaginary is not good as a person's name or the name of a novelist, a good name is very important for people, some people call Bi, often luck is not too good, some people call too empty, the result is really empty, or the word Yufeng is good, this is the rhythm of heaven.

Haha, Wang Qingxu laughed, as if he was not angry at all, but said with a smile: "I'm in a good state, so I won't bother you." ā€

In the Song Dao Association, he can be left and right, and he can mix as much as possible, he naturally knows how to control his emotions, and his emotions have not fluctuated in the slightest.

"I can already see your swollen face. Liu Yulin said with a smug smile, in his opinion, the victory and defeat have been divided, and a fool is a fool, and he won't even look for foreign aid.

Bang, Xiao Yufeng slapped his right hand on his left hand, in a posture of slapping his face, with a playful smile on his face, and then retreated from the stage.

Next, the members of the Yulin Orchestra were invited to start singing on stage. ā€

The first to sing on stage were the members of the Yulin Orchestra, and all the equipment had already been arranged, just waiting for them to sing aloud.

Liu Yulin was originally the lead singer, but now he is standing behind with a guitar, and several other members are also standing in the back with their instruments, and only Wang Qingxu stands in the center of the stage.

Ding, all the lights on the stage were extinguished, only Wang Qingxu, who was wearing a silver robe, stood in the center of the stage, the silver robe shone in the dark, setting him off like a god of war.

Ahhhh

Listening to the earth-shattering scream, he closed his eyes in enjoyment, and there was a line of song titles lit up in the sky above the sea of knowledge, which was the song he had sung.

Ding Dong, at this time, the name of the song called Langtao at the top lights up.

"Stand on the cusp of the limelight and smile at the ..... of the world"

The lips opened lightly, and as soon as the heavenly voice came out, all the screams and applause were heard, and everyone closed their eyes and listened to the voice from the soul, which was the real sound of heaven!

At this moment, their souls are immersed in singing, and they only wish that time would stop at this moment from now on.