Chapter 172: Teacher Wen Jie's luck is too good, right?

"I can now understand Teacher Zhu's difficulties." Wu Wenjie said with a smile, "Teacher Xiao talks about emotion, Teacher Liu raps skills, and I can only talk about lyrics and songs."

But the lyrics and songs of the song "Actor" are indeed top-notch, and if I have to comment, I can only say one 'good' word. โ€

After speaking, Wu Wenjie also played the scorecard directly.

95 points!

Seeing this, many water friends in the live broadcast room breathed a sigh of relief.

The content of the barrage has also changed.

"I'll just say that Wu Wenjie's generation of national style masters, it is impossible to suppress newcomers on the show."

"My brother Shen is actually not a newcomer, haha ^_^"

"The three judges all gave 95 points, so I can rest assured."

"Brother Shen's on-site score in this round is the first to be stable."

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in the program.

Brother Bin said with a smile: "Three 95 points, it seems that the judges and teachers appreciate Yang Yue's "Actor", so how many points did the audience give? Look at the big screen. โ€

The camera is directed to the big screen.

The histogram, which represents the number of votes cast by the audience, rose rapidly, but in a few moments it rose to 98.

"The audience gave 98 points!" Brother Bin raised his voice and said, "Then Yang Yue's on-court score in this round is 383 points!" โ€

Bang Bang Bang!

The audience personally participated, creating the highest score in the current position of this round, and it was also a lot higher than the second place, and they couldn't help but applaud again.

So Yang Yue bowed and thanked the judges and the audience, and returned to the guest seat.

At the time of scoring, Li Zhaocheng had already gone behind the scenes to prepare for the stage.

Yang Yue left the stage, and after Brother Bin shouted his name, Li Zhaocheng rose to the stage.

His song is called "Young I Don't Understand".

Belongs to the lyrical blues style, but has some of the more trendy elements that are clearly incorporated into it, as well as something of its own.

Although Li Zhaocheng's voice is relatively ordinary, his singing skills are very proficient, and he sings this song very sensitively.

The song is about the nostalgia for the people and things in his youth, mainly the regret of missing his first love.

To Yang Yue's ears, it is a bit similar to Li Ronghao's "Young and Promising", but it is only a little bit, and the two actually have their own touching places.

In short, even if Yang Yue has heard many classic songs from the two worlds, he has to admit that Li Zhaocheng's song is really well written.

After the scoring results came out, sure enough, the scores of the judges and the audience were quite high.

Liu Yuansheng gave 94 points.

Xiao Yu gave 95 points.

Wu Wenjie gave 97 points!

The audience score is also 98 points!

"It's unbelievable!" Brother Bin looked back at the big screen, and let out a very exaggerated exclamation, "The audience also gave this song "Young I Don't Understand" a score of 98!

Then Li Zhaocheng's on-field score for this song is 384 points, only 1 point higher than Yang Yue, temporarily leading, becoming the first in the on-field score of this round! โ€

Then, Yang Yue and other four singer-songwriters were invited to the stage.

Brother Bin came to Yang Yue first and asked, "Yang Yue, only 1 point less than Li Zhaocheng and missed the first score in the game, what do you think?" โ€

"It's a pleasure." On the show, Yang Yue smiled and said: "Because, when I learned about Mr. Li Zhaocheng in the early years, I admired him very much.

I didn't expect that one day I would be able to compete with him and score so close to him. โ€

"So you're happy with the score, aren't you?"

"You can't say that." Yang Yue's eyes swept to the audience, then looked at one of the cameras, and said with a smile: "If the score can be higher than that of Mr. Li Zhaocheng, I will be even happier." โ€

Brother Bin smiled: "You can be regarded as pulling off-site tickets, right?" โ€

"Haha," Yang Yue smiled, "That's right, I'm just pulling out off-site tickets, please be sure to support more!" โ€

As he spoke, Yang Yue deliberately arched his hand to the camera.

The audience immediately let out a good-natured chuckle.

However, the barrage of the show is a bit complicated.

"Haha, Brother Shen is so interesting."

"If I see a low score, I want to sing and canvass, my brother is real in the world."

"Isn't it illegal to canvass on the spot?"

"Teacher Li Zhaocheng became famous twenty years earlier than Yang Yue, is it too crazy for him to say this?"

"I actually want to overpower Teacher Li Zhaocheng, but Yang Yue has no one in his eyes."

"What did the first few say, does the competition show only look at the sooner or later you become famous? So what else is sung? โ€

"Have you forgotten Brother Shen's "Actor"? Frankly bad? โ€

"I just like Brother Shen's frankness and straightforwardness!"

In the show, Brother Bin interacted with Li Zhaocheng again.

"Mr. Li Zhaocheng, what do you think about the first score in the field now?"

It can be seen from the title that Brother Bin has more respect for Li Zhaocheng.

Li Zhaocheng also smiled, but because he originally had a serious face, he didn't look good when he smiled.

He said: "I also hope that the audience outside the stadium will download more songs to support me, after all, it is only the first score in the stadium now, not the first in the first round." โ€

Obviously, Li Zhaocheng also began to canvass for votes.

Li Yong immediately joked: "They have all canvassed, and we must also pull." โ€

Zhao Yanyan quipped: "They canvassed in order to compete for the first place, can you get the first place in canvassing?" โ€

Li Yong smiled: "People always have dreams, what if they come true?" โ€

The audience chuckled again.

Immediately, Ming Min, Li Yong, and Zhao Yanyan also pulled off the off-site tickets in turn.

"Now let's move on to the last part of this round of the show." Brother Bin stood in front of the stage again, "Draw two topics for the next round of competition."

However, this time our rules have changed, and we will invite two judges to the stage.

One is drawn from the style of the song, and the other is drawn from the imagery of the song.

In other words, the first song to be written by the five singer-songwriters in the second round will have two constraints, namely style and imagery.

There was only the second song, which we still drew from the first round of the first round of the field score.

So which two judges and teachers do you want to come to the stage to draw the topic? โ€

"Xiao Yu!"

"Teacher Liu!"

"Wen Jie!!"

The audience shouted everyone, and in general, Xiao Yu's voice was obviously louder.

After all, she has good looks, figure, strength, and is quite popular.

When Liu Yuansheng and Wu Wenjie heard this, they both laughed.

Then, Liu Yuansheng smiled according to Zhao Chuan's command: "Why don't we rock-paper-scissors?" โ€

"Okay." Wu Wenjie smiled and nodded.

Then under the camera, two men over 40 years old played rock-paper-scissors.

I don't know if it was discussed in advance, but it was the third time to decide whether to win or lose.

Wu Wenjie took the stage.

"Which of the two will draw first?" Brother Bin asked with a smile.

Wu Wenjie said: "Ladies first." โ€

Xiao Yu was humble, "Wen Jie is my senior, let's go first." โ€

Brother Bin saw that the two of them backed down, so he said, "Why don't you two rock-scissors paper." โ€

So the two of them rock-paper-scissors again.

This time, the winner was decided at one time, and Xiao Yu drew it first.

Xiao Yu decided to extract the imagery first.

After reaching out for the paper roll, she opened it and looked at it, and her eyes lit up.

"What imagery?" Brother Bin asked.

"Gray hair." Xiao Yu said and handed the paper roll to Brother Bin.

Wu Wenjie also leaned over to take a look and said, "White hair, this kind of imagery is very suitable for writing about parents." โ€

Xiao Yu smiled: "Not necessarily, I think you can also write about sorrow." Isn't it more novel to have gray hair and white hair overnight than to write about parents? โ€

Brother Bin said: "We still have to choose the style, Mr. Wu, please." โ€

So Wu Wenjie took out a roll of paper from the song-style cardboard box.

When he opened it, his expression became very strange.

"What's wrong?" Brother Bin asked, so he leaned over to take a look, and then said in surprise: "Oh my God, Mr. Wu Wenjie actually drew the 'National Style' song!" You're so lucky, aren't you?! โ€

Wu Wenjie swept the five competing guests, and smiled helplessly: "I'm afraid they don't think so." โ€

Xiao Yu laughed, her flowers trembling, "The national style song with white-haired imagery, I think everyone except Yang Yue will find it difficult to write, right?" โ€

At the same time, the barrage above the show is also full of discussions.

"This is too grassy, Mr. Wen Jie personally drew out the style of the national style!"

"White hair, national style, I can't even think of how to write, haha!"

"Do you write about your parents in the national style? I don't think there's ever been a song like this. โ€

"Yang Yue has a great advantage in this topic, the other four have never created a national style song, let alone such a biased imagery."

"You are lonely and unheard, Mr. Li Zhaocheng has participated in the creation of several arrangements for Mr. Wenjie's national style songs."

"Anyway, the second round has become more exciting!"

On the show, the camera was given to several competing guests.

Li Yong, Zhao Yanyan, and Ming Min all showed wry smiles, obviously not good at the creation of national style songs.

Li Zhaocheng still has a serious face, no special expression, which makes people unable to see the reality and reality.

Yang Yue smiled slightly, a little mysterious.

Because of the tight time of the show, Brother Bin's interaction with several competing guests was reduced, and the second topic was selected by Li Zhaocheng directly on the show.

When Li Zhaocheng took out the paper roll from the box where the song style and imagery were mixed, opened it and looked at it, under the close-up shot, he even showed a mysterious smile.