When Liao Jian announced the list of duels, everyone looked at Song Yu.

It's not that I'm gloating, I just think he's too unlucky.

The corners of Wang Zhi's mouth crooked, and he smiled.

He knew from Wang Jinquan's mouth that his opponent was Song Yu before, so he was not surprised.

As a king, he considered himself open-minded.

Song Yu didn't take it to heart, but since he offended Longteng Entertainment, it was okay to teach him a lesson.

Anyway, he has debuted for more than ten years, and he has seen countless geniuses.

Some are even more terrifying than the current Song Yu.

But after all, after a few good songs, it was reduced to mediocrity.

It's not that hard to write a song.

It's very hard to just write a good song, and it depends on talent and luck.

Song Yu can have three good songs, which does not mean that it will be the same in the future.

In the entire music scene, there are only a few evergreens.

Wang Zhi didn't believe that Song Yu could be popular for too long.

Maybe you don't have to do it yourself, and it will disappear in a few years.

Facing the strange gaze, Song Yu's expression was calm.

At this time, he didn't bother to pretend anything.

I'm in a showdown, and I'm playing the king.

But the bird's nest on the side was a little nervous.

Even though he knows that the quality of Song Yu's new album is extremely high, the opponent is the king after all.

He's still under pressure.

"According to the order of pairing, a group of Ni Ya and Che Heng played."

Liao Jian asked people to move out a cardboard box again.

This time it's the theme.

Ni Ya and Che Heng stood up.

It can be seen from her expression that Ni Ya is confident and indifferent, while Che Heng looks a little melancholy.

And there is indeed a gap in the strength of the two people.

The former is a singer-songwriter, a hexagonal warrior, who does not have much weakness.

The latter is known as a bitter singer, and his famous works are all bitter love songs, and this kind of song obviously does not have an advantage in the competition.

Ni Ya and Che Heng carried out rock-paper-scissors.

The scale wins, and the carton is drawn.

"It's rock."

Liao Jian glanced at the contents of the note and announced.

The scale's face is even more bitter.

Rock 'n' roll, especially for Ni Ya, his odds are even lower.

Sure enough, after the two of them finished singing, Ni Ya occupied the first place with 634 votes.

The total number of votes is 800, especially how miserable the scale is, only more than 100, and the loss is shattered.

Song Yu watched it with relish not far away.

can listen to so many bigwigs singing up close, and it's not in vain to make this trip.

It's different from playing on the stage.

At that time, all he looked at was his legs.

Just listen to the song right now.

Ni Ya was the first to win, while Yan Ping and Mao Qiang were the second and third.

All three are worthy of their current fame.

The strength is really amazing.

Especially Yan Ping, which reminded Song Yu of Han Lei, the 'voice of the emperor' in his previous life.

After the end of the fourth group, it was his turn and Wang Zhi.

Two men stepped forward.

Without waiting for rock-paper-scissors, Wang Zhi said, "You go and draw lots." ”

The domineering spirit of the Heavenly King is undoubtedly revealed.

Song Yu didn't speak, and took out a note at random and handed it to Liao Jian.

"The theme is antiquity."

Wang Zhi suddenly showed a confident smile.

In this world, Bactria is the strongest country, so it has a strong cultural self-confidence.

The ancient style was born from traditional culture and was quite popular with the audience.

Just like the trend, as a singer, if you don't sing an ancient song, you are outdated.

But when it is said to be ancient, it actually mainly refers to the lyrics.

It is mostly used in white or full text.

Composition and arranging are still essentially the same as pop music.

According to Song Yu's rhetoric, this is just a pseudo-ancient style.

"Heavenly King, please."

Song Yu stepped back and left the stage to Wang Zhi.

And he was not polite and discussed with music director Liang Bei.

Because it's a new song, it's a little slower.

After waiting for half an hour, letters appeared on the big screen.

Song Title: The Sword in the Heart.

Composer and arranger: Tian Xiang.

Lyrics: Qu Qin.

"Sure enough, it's a new song." Mao Qiang, who was sitting on the sofa, couldn't help but speak.

"It's still an iron triangle, it's really exciting." Ni Ya smiled, "I have an ear blessing today." ”

Among the ten singers, except for Song Yu, she is the only one who can write and sing.

For new songs, pay more attention.

After all, the old song has been heard, and no matter how it is adapted, it will be a change of soup after all.

Coupled with the fact that these three are working together, it is enough to interest her.

"The sword is not old."

Yan Ping was a little emotional and envious, he thought that his strength was no worse than Wang Zhi, but the team behind him was too weak.

Tian Xiang and Qu Qin are both over 40 years old, and it is incredible that they still have such creative power.

Wang Zhi on stage has not yet started singing, and the audience at the scene is already shouting one after another, showing his outrageous popularity.

"It's a pity."

Ni Ya glanced at Song Yu.

The so-called heroes cherish heroes.

is also a singer-songwriter, she admires Song Yu very much.

Especially the song "Big Fish", which is her favorite recently.

But when he met Wang Zhi, he was unlucky.

If it were someone else, Song Yu still had the possibility of victory.

When the prelude sounded, Wang Zhi raised his hand slightly, and the hall immediately fell silent, and he nodded with satisfaction.

Seconds later, he began to sing.

The ancient lyrics also appeared on the big screen behind him.

"This song is not bad."

Yan Ping commented.

"And the king of heaven is in very good condition, his singing skills are at ease, and he has been at the peak."

Mao Qiang sighed while listening.

Normally, the body's functions decrease with age.

The same goes for singers.

But there are also a few people who live to old age and sing to old age, which can be called a demon.

Song Yu didn't say anything on the side.

He thought of Dong Chou, in a recent album in his previous life, he could hear that his voice was not as good as before.

After four minutes, the song ends.

"The Iron Triangle really lives up to its name."

Ni Ya took the lead in applauding.

This song is one of the best of all the old songs.

The scene resounded with thunderous applause.

Song Yu got up.

Wang Zhi stepped down, and when they met in the passage, he smiled and said, "Come on, don't be nervous." ”

The expression on his face was full of smugness.

"Thank you."

Song Yu walked in front of Music Director Liang Bei, "Director Liang, hello, this is the song I want to sing, it's a new song." ”

"New song again?"

Liang Bei was a little surprised, "I didn't think you were planning to fight Wang Zhi in the ring." ”

As the music director of a show, he is a frequent guest at the Golden Sound Awards and the Rose Awards.

Even Wang Zhi had to be polite in front of him.

Although Song Yu said it more arrogantly, he didn't care.

Because he's seen too much.

Liang Bei took the score and became familiar with it.

Just a few seconds later, he suddenly raised his head, looked at Song Yu, and asked, "You wrote it?" ”

His musical literacy is extremely high, and he immediately saw the difference in this song.

Song Yu nodded.

Liang Bei bowed his head again, only this time he was extremely serious.

"The afterlife is terrifying."

He sighed slowly.

In terms of songs alone, the quality of "East Wind Breaking" is good, but it doesn't make him lose his temper.

The point is that the arrangement and melody are simply unheard of.

A new style?

Thinking that Song Yu was only twenty years old, in addition to the four words of terrifying in the future, only the top genius could evaluate it.