That kind of metal music, like a hormonal stimulation, makes the audience's heart beat faster.

Moreover, singing rock and roll, the typhoon is the key, although this black samurai's typhoon is very forced, but he is really awesome.

"The typhoon is good, but I have it too."

Qin Lan couldn't help but smile as he looked at the black warrior who was singing recklessly on the stage.

She has always sung soft songs before, and she didn't show her own typhoon, and this "Princess" should come up with something.

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"Next, the Faceless Rider is invited to the stage."

In the voice of the host, the Frontrider walks onto the stage.

He also walked towards the edge of the stage, but he did not hurry.

When he walked to the edge of the stage, he actually squatted down directly.

The music begins, with the soft sound of the piano and the strings on the floor.

"The sunset sprinkled my heart, I was a little breathless"

"In this strange city, strangers don't have words"

Still singing softly.

"This is not Mo Lao's song "Are You Really Happy"??" Yin Na's mouth opened wide again.

It's too classic, the song Mo Lao wrote for the most bullish rock band in the federal music scene.

"Not bad, not bad." Mo Lao sat up slightly straight.

He was very much looking forward to the Facing Horseman's handling of the song.

Just after the lead song was sung, a powerful drum beat sounded, and then the electric guitar began to roar!

"Are you aiming for pleasure! You're really happy! ”

The Frontrider stood up, holding the microphone in both hands, and roared in a hoarse voice.

Stepping on the beat.

Rumble!

The sudden shock, like a torrent transiting, made the audience instantly excited.

"Awesome! The hardest part of this song is the sudden release of emotions, and he did it! "Yin Na is the most excited person among the mentors.

Both the Black Warrior and the Faceless Rider showed such a shocking rock 'n' roll, and at the same time, she was also curious about what the cute rabbit would take to face these two strong enemies.

After all, the level of this issue of the singer king battle can be said to be very high.

The Frontrider's last ripping note ends the show.

The audience was so excited that they stood up and applauded.

With "Kamen Singer" reaching the third issue.

The singers have also come to show their skills, and rock is a great test of the live appeal, and today Red Dragon and Facing Rider are doing very well.

The emotions of the audience are fully mobilized.

"It seems that the singer of this issue is going to be born from these two people." Yin Na sat back down and took a deep breath.

The metallic scene of these two people made her completely excited, and that sense of power made her heart beat faster.

Especially the stage presentation of the Black Warrior, the typhoon is stable, and the interaction with the audience is also just right.

The Faceless Rider, on the other hand, is more explosive, and that sudden burst is like a rolling thunderbolt that hits the heart.

"Not necessarily, maybe there will be surprises in the cute rabbit, he didn't disappoint me in every issue." Han Hong said suddenly.

After so many periods, the cute rabbit feels as unfathomable as the sea.

This feeling is like Qin Lan in the interstellar race.

Just when you think she's not good, she's just a surprise to you.

And Meng Mengtu has the support of Qin Lan behind him, this person is a well-known miracle worker.

Sometimes, Han Hong thinks that Meng Meng Rabbit will always be the king of singers, and then win the last god of songs?

Although this idea made her feel a little absurd, this idea really appeared in her mind after each performance.

"How is it possible, if Meng Meng Rabbit sings another soft song, who will you vote for?" Yin Na didn't care.

She asked Meng Meng Rabbit just now if she would have this style of song, and the other party replied that it would only be a little.

Clearly, she believed.

And in her subconscious, she really thinks so.

Because she thinks that if Meng Meng Rabbit really would, she would have already shown it, and now she sings five songs, although "Moonlight" shows off her skills, even she can't complete it, but it is still a very soft song, which also shows that although Meng Meng Rabbit has a variety of timbres, his main style is this.

"Don't jump to conclusions." Mo Lao said expressionlessly.

Then, he took a deep look at the entrance backstage.

"No pollution, safer, look for Yihai Energy, let you live worry-free, see you after the advertisement!"

Commercials will be inserted during playback, but certainly not during recording.

After the host finished speaking, he paused and then took back the next process: "Welcome back, and then we will invite Meng Meng Rabbit to bring us a song performance!" ”

After he finished speaking, he walked briskly to the side of the stage and gave way to the stage.

The lights slowly dimmed.

Rumble!

A thunderclap rang out.

It's not a sound effect, it's a real thunderstorm.

Although the stadium is indoors, this kind of stadium is not all-round soundproofing.

You can still hear the thunder.

After the thunder, there was a loud rain.

"It's raining?" Qin Lan walked out of the backstage, first stunned, and then his face was full of astonishment.

Is there really such a spirit?

More spiritual than praying for rain?

Backstage, the black warrior's originally crossed legs, watching the picture on TV, were frightened after the thunder.

"Damn, why does this feel so familiar??"

After speaking, he unconsciously shrunk his neck.

"That's not a good sign." The Frontrider muttered.

On the stage, Qin Lan came to the front position, and then put the microphone in his hand on the wheat rack.

She held the wheat rack in her left hand and slowly raised her right hand.

After a brief period of uproar, the audience gradually fell silent.

The lights on the stage also became more dim, with a faint red light flickering.

"Smack!"

Her raised hand snapped her fingers suddenly, breaking the silence of the scene.

Then, a husky electric guitar is played to the beat of the drums.

Suddenly spilled under the spotlight.

Wrapping the cute rabbit inside, it is not an ordinary light, but a light with a red color.

"Rock??" Mo Lao slammed his hands on the table in front of him, and a flash of excitement flashed on his face.

As a god-level producer, he naturally knows what these instruments represent, and the style of the prelude of this song is too prominent, not to mention his insider, even the layman can feel the metallic feeling of rock after hearing it.

"No, it won't!" Yin Na stood up suddenly.

Isn't there only a little cute rabbit?

Would he dare to perform this genre at a moment?

"Interesting, the collision between rock and roll."

Liu Huan leaned back with his hands on his chest.

The audience also noticed that something was wrong.

There seems to be a kind of magic in this prelude, which makes people can't help but nod along with the rhythm.

That's when it happened.

(End of chapter)